On Our Way To Crazy

FRIDAY
I talked Aaron into taking a half-day. We bailed on work at noon and went to my favorite lunch place, Baja Burrito. (Non-Nashville people: next time you’re here, we’re going there.) We then began what I thought would be a weekend-long-mind-numbingly-difficult search for an entertainment center. After trying a couple of furniture stores, we found exactly what we were looking for. At Target. On big fat sale. I did not see that coming.

We went home and started putting it together, only to find that the top panel had a huge scratch and one of the handles was bent. I thought things were going a little too easy. We made plans to take the damaged pieces back to Target and then find a place to eat and watch the Mavs. Everything was going swimmingly until we decided to take a little nap at around 5… no, really, just a half hour or so. No big deal, right? Shouldn’t have been, until we woke up FOUR HOURS LATER. Crap. We gave up on the Mavs and decided instead to hit Target before it closed and grab some food on the way home. I decided I wanted pasta, so we went to Macaroni Grill (open late!) where, lo and behold, the Mavs were on in the bar! Score! So we had pasta and wine and watched our boys take the Suns. Very exciting.

Came home to find that Miles had not only scaled the kitchen table and gotten into my purse, eating both a package of peanut butter crackers and a 100-calorie-pack of fudge swirl cookies, but had also found the box of my most-favoritest-have-to-make-a-special-trip-to-fresh-market-just-to-buy-them white chocolate macadamia nut cookies I’d left on the side table. A brand new box. He ate the whole thing. There were crumbs and foil and plastic EVERYWHERE, and he was happy as could be. We watched him all weekend, but he never got sick. I did, though, over the loss of my cookies.

SATURDAY
Saturday was a day o’ decorating. We started at the flea market, where we found a whole lotta crap and one weird little head sculpture that we had to buy. We repainted the fireplace (from purple to brown) and the half bath (from boring beige to freaking awesome green), as well as hooking ourselves up with a bunch of great little accessories for the new entertainment center. I’ll post pictures tomorrow. I think we did other stuff, too, but for the life of me I can’t remember.

SUNDAY
Church. After church, we played in a softball game that our care group had been challenged to by the pastor’s care group. We smoked them. (Well, our team did. I didn’t play because I don’t have a glove and no one had a lefty glove I could borrow. Aaron played. His playing did not contribute to the smoking.) It was a really fun afternoon, and a good chance to just hang out and get to know people at church. Then we napped again and headed over to Steve and Jessi’s to watch the Mavs take the Suns. You know, again. (Woo-hoo!)

MONDAY
You guys, I seriously have no idea what we did yesterday. I know I read a lot. We tried to go play Frisbee golf, but the 9-hole course has been knocked down to three so they can build an indoor soccer arena in its place. We… had dinner at Chili’s, which I only remember because the table next to us tipped our waiter in change. The entire day is foggy to me. What the heck? I wasn’t even drinking.

I don’t think.