We woke up around 10:30am yesterday. We started watching a movie with Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp, “The Stranger”? I dunno which one, but I’d never seen it before and it was good :). I felt lazy, but finally decided to get up and make something to eat. It was almost noon!
Mom kept reminding me all day Saturday that I should really go to the groceries. I kept waving away her suggestions, saying, “Yes, we’ll go later…” and then the guys started arriving for Fight Night and we never went.
So it was no surprise that there was hardly anything to cook the next morning, heh. I couldn’t make my love his Sunday omelet, but I did whip up some scrambled eggs with weenies, onion and tomatoes :D. I made myself some French toast (I was craving the ones we had at the hotel in Austin :P). I didn’t even have sugar or Splenda for my coffee, but we had some orange juice :).
We chilled out a while in the living room. We watched TV and then decided to take a dip in the pool. We spent a good hour in there, admiring our work: the very leveled ground, the sturdy metal frame because of said level ground. We got out and showered. I was debating whether we should grocery shop afterwards or if I should just start getting ready for Dayse’s bridal shower. When I checked the time (and subtracted the time it takes me to blow-dry and flat-iron my hair) I decided to get ready for the shower. Jorge said to leave him the list and he’d go himself. He said, “I might screw it up, though, and spend more than I should.” I told him he’d be fine, but was sort of worried he would buy more expensive stuff since I usually spend more when he shops with me, heh.
I got ready, GPS’d the address and went on my way. Halfway there I realize my darn phone is dying. Great. I call Jorge and warn him, in case he tries to get ahold of me and it isn’t on. It’s also for his peace of mind, because in his previous relationship he would usually get the I’m going out. Oops, my phone died and then wouldn’t get an answer till the next day around 3am. Which of course wouldn’t happen with me, but the last thing I want him to do is worry, because I know I sure as hell wouldn’t appreciate that.
So I finally find Dayse’s mom’s house. Our other friends didn’t seem to be going, so I already felt awkward when I stepped in and saw not one familiar face. The girls that are there are all gorgeous and tall and in dresses. I’m short, even with my 4-inch wedges on and I was wearing jeans and a black tank with crocheted straps. Dayse is a total doll; she looked gorgeous in her beige lacey dress and purple pumps. Her sister and mom did a fabulous job decorating; the centerpieces and sweets table were super cute. I’m sad I didn’t get a photo!
Dayse and I caught up for a while and when other guests began to arrive and she went over to mingle, I texted Jorge, who was grocery shopping after picking up his boys. We exchanged a few texts and I admit I started a small argument. Over nothing. It was stupid. But we argued and then my phone died. Just like that. Without any type of apology on my part, or an I love you or anything. Needless to say, I ate in silence (the food was great, by the way) and I tried being pleasant but I wasn’t in such a great mood.
We played a few games and had dessert. I stuffed my face. I hadn’t had so many sweets at once in a long time and I instantly regretted it. We took pictures, chatted a bit more, and then I excused myself around 7pm.
I didn’t know how I should react when I got home. I felt stupid for starting the argument and didn’t know how to apologize. I charged my phone as soon as I got in so that I could call my kiddos. 2 texts from Jorge came in. One was him being sarcastic and the other was him asking for Mom’s card’s Pin number. Oops. I’d totally forgotten to give it to him! I was afraid to ask how that whole thing went about.
I talk to my kiddos and then go to the kitchen to get some water. Jorge is starting on dinner. When I notice he’s almost done I put my arms around him; a feeble attempt to make amends. He reciprocates and hugs me tight. I say I’m sorry. He begins to tell me about the drama show that followed after he couldn’t get ahold of me to get Mom’s Pin. Then he called Mom and she couldn’t remember her Pin either. Jesus LOL.
He tells me he doesn’t like to fight with me. I tell him I’m sorry, again, for starting the argument and I hate fighting, too. We snuggle up together on the sofa and I read my book. I’m halfway through “Heart of the Matter” by Emily Giffin :). It’s pretty good!
I passed out reading and Jorge woke me around midnight so we could go to the bedroom. I washed up for bed and then had the hardest time falling asleep. I checked at least 3 times to make sure my alarm was set right. I wanted to make sure I’d get up on time. Nothing would be worse than going back to work late the day after my week’s vacation. Especially on a Monday *shudder*.
I tossed and turned, a lot. Then I wake up at 5:53…half an hour earlier than my alarm was set . I hate that!
I had enough time to shower, fix my hair, iron and get my breakfast and lunch ready. I headed to work, made it on time and Anabel told Rosie and me about how her iPhone was stolen from right under her nose this weekend. We had our meeting, got our weekly pep-talk and inspirational words from our boss. I went upstairs and made my oatmeal with cinnamon and honey and had my French Vanilla coffee. I got my “bills” together and got signatures so I could submit them. I worked on some lists for upcoming events. And then my love told texted me that he missed me and to meet him at Dai-Tung for lunch. I love seeing him during the day!
We had lunch with his buddies, Remi and Marco. I ordered shrimp and mushrooms and steamed rice; same as the last time. The first shrimp I bit into had the little vein, bleh, so I checked every shrimp after that. They were all clean and good.
My love snuggled me right before I was about to leave. I felt instantly comfy and sleepy, just like at home, heh.
I got to work and I started feeling weird. Stomach ache that turned into stomach pain. And then I felt severely nauseous. I had a mini-meeting with my boss about changes to an event, did a certificate, and then prayed that I’d make it the rest of the day. I made myself some manzanilla (chamomile) tea to help me feel better.
My short-term goal was make it till 3pm. Then I made it till 4, so I stuck it out till 5.
I browsed Pinterest and found these beauties:
I sent Jorge a text with the links. He said our old pallets, the ones that have been there since we moved in, were too ugly LOL.
I got out of work (made it till 5!) and Jorge told me to wait for him. So I drove the few blocks over and read my book while I waited. A weird, homeless-type man came up to my window and asked me to roll it down. HELL NO, I was not about to do that. He gestured that he wasn’t from here and someone crashed into him. I shrugged and mouthed ‘sorry’ and read my book, hoping he’d go away. He did. I text Jorge to tell him and he quickly comes out of the store to see where the guy was. I said it’s ok, he left, but he goes in the direction the guy went anyway. And when I turn to see where he went I see it: a glorious mountain of brand-new pallets near the huge green garage bin. I text him about this treasure and he texts back “LOL”. I laugh, and continue to read. He runs out and asks how many we’ll need for the projects, I say 8. He drives his truck over there and puts them in the bed of the truck. Oh, how I love that man!!
So that’s our weekend project :). If we can get to it with 6 kiddos here :). I can’t wait for them to be back!
I made dinner when we got home and spoke to my babies. OH! And I received a call from one of the assistant managers from the Walmart where we waited for 45 minutes on Thursday. He called to apologize. Of course, when I returned his call, I was put on hold 3 different times for a total of 15 minutes, but I left him a message. I commend Walmart corporate for being on top of their customer’s comments and letters!
I made the mistake of eating a full bowl of fideo with ground turkey and tomato and onion. And I drank some pomegranate green tea. I immediately felt awful again!
Jorge and the boys wanted to get in the pool. He said, “C’mon Baby, go change!” I tell him I’m feeling gross still. He asks at least 3 more times if I felt good enough to join them, but my stomach’s been churning since dinner and now I have this weird pain in the pit of my stomach. I hope I’m ok by morning .
We’re watching some low-budget “Zombie Apocalypse” movie and Jorge and the boys are eating popcorn. I really want popcorn, but I don’t want to feel nauseous before bed :(. I’m going to ignore them and browse Pinterest some more. And since I didn’t have any other actual photos to post, I’ll leave you with a pic of this ferocious beast, basking in the sun :).