Monday, August 24, 2009

What A Weekend.... Not A Good TIme

So, there weren't really any big plans this past weekend. Gavin had his first soccer game of the season and we were supposed to go to a cookout with Ev's grandparents. WOW, that's some exciting shit!! Things however, did not end up that way.

I don't work on Fridays right now due to cutbacks at work. This totally works for me because I get up, take Ev to daycare and then pretty much sleep for the rest of the day. Friday I slept till noon. Got up, pissed around on the internet for awhile then took the bigger kids to lunch and school shopping. We'll just say that the whole trip sucked. I must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed because I was a bitch and they were so annoying that, in the middle of the Walmart aisle in front of about 20 horrified mothers I said "Just get the stupid shit you think we need so we can get the fuck out of this place." Mother of the year, I'm not.

I went home and took a nap, even after I'd only been awake for like 3 hours. This time, when I got out of bed, I got out on the right side. Friday night was kinda boring, we chilled in the hood down at April's house.

Saturday we went to Gavin's soccer game. He totally rocked it. He's really gunning to make team captain this year and I think he'll get it. The weather was miserable, raining and maybe 65 degrees, but we ended up winning 4-1. That was a nice win to start the season. After that, I took E and we met up with all the girls at a Tastefully Simple/Lia Sophia party. It was fun to hang out, but I didn't have any money, so I just booked a party for October so that I can get all the jewelry I wanted for free. The plan was to meet up at my house for a fire and drinks after the party.

I hurried up, ran to the liquor store and went home and made a fire. I LOVE GASOLINE. It's the perfect fire starter. I did manage to catch the driveway on fire too, but whatever, it happens. Everyone started trickling in and before long there were probably 15 of us just sitting around sippin on drinks, listening to music and enjoying the fire. Tara brought her new man crush down who just happened to be one of our friends back in the good old days. She had a thing for him back then, but the timing just wasn't right. At probably 1am somebody decided we needed to make a run to the bar for a round of shots for a girl who was turning 21's birthday. We did, and what a train wreck, lol. Good thing you can walk to this particular bar from my house, lol. Once we got back home, there was dancing on the stripper pole by the girls and even one boy. This is a brief intermission during the dancing of me and my girls Courtney and Lindsay. It was Lindsay's 21st birthday.


We then decided it would be a good chance to get Duane back for bumper stickering my car a couple of weeks ago. While we were out there, we hit Dave's truck too.  Tara and I got them good.



No, don't say it, I'm not anti-gay or anything like that. Maybe I meant that Dave is a homosapien or he's homogenized... Whatever, it was funny. What was even funnier was that yesterday I saw him driving around town and he hadn't seen it was on there. At about 2pm I got a text that said, Bitch, u got me. Yes Dave, I did. Duane on the other hand, I haven't talked to him, but I'm sure he likes dongs and drove around like this....And yes, Tara looks queer with her eyes closed and that big cheesy smile. 6 beers tends to do that to her.

Anywho, at about 3am we all decided to call it a night. My friend Jeremy and I went inside to hang out because it was freezing. We were just sitting around listening to music when my iPhone started ringing through the speakers. I'm a firm believer in the fact you never want your phone to ring in the middle of the night, unless it's a booty call and mine don't come as late as 3am lol.

When I looked at the caller id, I immediately sobered up. Everyone at my house had walked home, so I knew all was well with them, but the phone number was one that belonged to a local hospital. When I answered, because the iPhone was hooked up to the speakers, it was way loud and it was my sister, Melinda. The one that keeps having unfortunate accidents because she really does have issues. She was damn near sobbing telling me she fell off her bike and broke her face. I asked her who was with her and she said friends and that she couldn't get ahold of anyone else. She didn't want me to come down there because the kids were sleeping, but I made arrangements and headed to the hospital. This is what I found when I walked into the room

The only words to describe this are WTF?? I was pretty certain that she was drunk again and this time my mom was gonna put her in rehab. Turns out, she wasn't drunk, she had gotten lost on her bike, no not a motorcycle, a bicycle, in a pretty industrial area and heard something that scared her and took off on the bike, nailing a curb in the process. She flew off the bike and face planted into the pavement. Damn.... Luckily nothing's broken, but she's gonna be hurtin for awhile. Besides the face, she's got one whole leg worth of road rash.

I stayed with her until I was finally able to get someone up there to relieve me at 8:00am. I still hadn't gotten through to my other sister and my mom was in NYC for the weekend. When I got home all I wanted to do was sleep, but the baby woke up. So much for that. My mother then called sobbing because apparently my sister had forgotten she was out of town and had called and left her a voicemail in the middle of the night. I got her calmed down, hung up and my other sister called. I told her what was going on and she said she'd take over from here. THANK GOD. I really don't have what it takes to deal with this type of situation.

I was supposed to drive about an hour away for a cookout at noon with all 3 kids. I just couldn't do it. I had been up for about 28 hours and I'm a girl that needs my sleep. I called E's grandma and explained the situation. She came and got all the kids and I got peace and quiet. I wish that I could tell you I slept the day away, but I didn't. I got a little nap, but that was it. The kids were home around 4 and I had stuff to do.

I didn't get to talk to Kyle all that much this weekend. Saturday night he was in a bad mood and last night I was dead tired by the time he was done with his shift, but I'm hoping we get to video chat 2nite. Only 7 more days till he comes back home, YAY!!!!
Happy Monday!!

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