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2004-07-12 Another Busy (But Good) Weekend Well, it was another busy weekend for me, which is actually kind of nice. I got home at about 5:30pm on Friday from work, packed up the rest of the stuff I couldn't pack the night before, and then my parents, cat and I headed up to my nanny's. Thank god I packed a breakfast bar to munch on as I drove, because as it was, I was starving by the time we pulled in front of my grandmother's house. We normally only go up on Saturday mornings, but it was the annual church fair where they have a bunch of booths and music, food, and horse-drawn wagon rides. It was nice to be up there on Friday night, and I wouldn't mind doing that whenever we go, especially in the summer. Sherry, George and Hayley had come up in the afternoon, and we all hung out on Friday night, and then feeling exhausted, I headed to bed. I was up at 8a.m. and actually cheerful. People who know me know this is a miracle, because I never smile before coffee. But I swear - it's Hayley. I think I might have to try to convince Sherry and George to let her come live with me because I can't help but be in a good mood when she's around. I went up to the fair much earlier than I normally do because last year I missed the bagpipes. I LOVE the pipes and drums, so I was bound and determined to hear them this year. And of course, because the universe loves to play these little jokes, this year, the pipes and drums were scheduled for 1pm. Ah well, at least I had a full day. I also got a lot of sun. I mean A LOT. I looked like a lobster on Saturday night, and George kept poking my shoulders and back asking me if it hurt (which, thankfully, it didn't). I know I should put sunblock on, especially since I burn so easily, but I just never think of it. George lectured me a bit about skin cancer, which I know I should caution against. Maybe one of these days I'll learn. At the fair, I also had my tarot cards read. I think it's hilarious that a church fair has a tarot booth, because really, how much more pagan can you get? They had a crystal ball person last year, but I didn't go for some reason. This year, I decided I'd have my fortune told. Ahem. Let me put it this way. I kind of hope she's wrong. I was told by some people who've had their cards read by her that she's really good at predicting the future, and I believe that divination is possible for some, so I'm slightly worried. It started off fine - she just told me that I had some big choices ahead of me, and that someone keeps pulling me back, which is all pretty much accurate. Then she told me that between now and eight months from now (March), I'll get pregnant. Uh, EXCUSE ME??????????????? Apparently, the father will want to have nothing to do with me or the kid, so yay, it looks like I'll be a single mom, and then lo and behold, I'll meet a really nice guy (I'll leave the description of him out since I don't need a bunch of internet quacks coming up to me) who'll love me for me. So that's good. But... I live at home. With my parents. I can't have a baby yet!! I guess I shouldn't worry about it too much. If it happens, it happens. I think I'd go through with it and have the child, but man, if this all comes true, my head is going to spin around on my shoulders. In any case, it was a really good weekend, and the next one has the potential of being just as busy. I just have this pesky work thing all week to get through. Sigh. How was your weekend? |
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