Weekend Update

All in all, the weekend was mediocre at best. What started out as a potential huge weekend, fizzled out to just an average affair.

Friday, L and I, along with the stepson and his wife, went to the Rascal Flats concert. We had lawn seats, in amongst all the teeny bopper gals in babydoll dress and cowboy boots, the young cowboy wanna-Be's in their Wranglers, Levi's, boots and goat roper hats, and then all the toothless hilljacks who took advantage of a Friday night in the big city.

The seats were in the middle high up on the hill, and not too bad, until some young, drunk, dipshits decided to fight over some girl and ended up falling into L and I. Damn near broke her glasses and gave her a headache the rest of the night.

Then following the concert, it took us an hour and half to get out of the parking lot, the entire time all of us needing to pee like racehorses. We finally got home about 2 1/2 hours after the concert ended.

Saturday was suppose to be a day of excitement. We had plans to meet another couple on Saturday night for dinner, drinks, and fun. We had communicated with her during the week via phone and text, but we had trouble reaching them Saturday morning. We finally got a very curt email from him about 1 saying that they guessed we were just playing them and that they thought they had found some genuine people that weren't into playing games. What bullshit. I was so pissed that i couldn't see straight. Which caused my scientific mind to begin to theorize about all the reasons for their abrupt cancellation and mis-informed opinion.

The most plausible explanation that i came up with is that she never told him that we had contacted them or called and he decided, without benefit of all the information, that we were blowing them off. I did email him back and told him of our contact with her and even called his cell phone and left a message to the same effect. But needless to say, our plans for the evening got dramatically changed and I was in a funk for the rest of the day. L chalked it up to experience and said that in her previous life, this happened all the time and you just have to accept it and move on.

Sunday we slept in, had breakfast out ( I don't recommend the breakfast buffet at Sweet Tomatoes; highly over priced), took the other stepson and grandson to the store, got some stuff for my son's scout camp trip, grocery shopping for us, and finally back home to do laundry and relax.

Between laundry and cleaning up the house, not much relaxing was done until after 9PM.

OH WELL.. another weekend comes and goes...