Weekend fun :)

Monday Morning - Day 5 of the squat challenge.

Everything is ok. Everything will be ok. This should be my new mantra, since I spend so much time being paranoid about life.

Peri - Dean is a super prat. This morning he messaged me hey and asked how I was. I told him I was baking (more about that later!) and asked how he was. He said hungover and horny, come help me. I was like ummmmm negatory on both fronts. Too bad because he could be such a good friend.

Sam - "Someone else is eating my lasagna" hahahaha. That sounded dirty. I really literally meant that I cooked a lasgna and brought Mike most of it. Dean knows that I cook a lot of home made meals, and do a lot of baking. It's part of the reason Dean's so attracted to me. He wants a mommy/wife.

Tempest - Thanks. I know. But my brain still does a complete freak out at the number change. I really should take some measurements. But I'm even more afraid of that than the scale.

Mike did come with me to the fundraiser dinner on Friday :D He was a grumpy bum. And to be fair, it was warranted. The dinner was $14. Both of our steaks were undercooked and cold. The potatoes were dry, and also cold. Like so cold my butter didn't want to melt. I told him he didn't have to come... He was like Yes I did. Good boy. Lol. I was supposed to be done volunteering and then go home with Mike, but nobody who said they would volunteer actually showed up other than Tim Hollee and JC and I, so I had to mind the cash box for the last hour. Here's a pic of my grumpy gus:

Notice he is smiling? He wasn't as grumpy as I made him out to be. Also, I was using the smile feature on my phone. It won't take a picture if you're not smiling, and then when you do, it automatically captures the moment. Magic!

Went back to Mike's after I was all done. We watched Discovery Science for a bit, then motored back to my place for .... "relations" and sleeping. I was all pms-y, and he was super tired, which was a HORRIBLE combination. He fell asleep pretty much right after, and I wanted to cuddle because that's what I'm accustomed to. But then when we didn't I got all huffy. I rolled over a bunch, I don't know why. Then I started to cry. He rolled over and was like "are you alright? What's wrong?" I said nothing was wrong, because I didn't want to go into the reasons I was being irrational. I got up to go to the bathroom, got a drink of water etc. He was like are you sure there's nothing wrong? You seem kind of stompy. I said no I'm fine. Arg. I told myself to either tell him or let it go. I chose to let it go.

Saturday morning we cuddled and went for brunch together. Then we parted ways. We both had shit to do. I went to an elementary choir workshop to help out. Which turned into me running sectionals. Thanks. But under normal circumstances I would have charged money for that. But instead she (the woman I taught for last year) sprung it on me when I got there. Lame. Saturday evening Mike and his friends watched the fights and Tim and Hollee and I went to another friends house for a few drinks. I had 3/4 of a bottle of wine all to myself. At about 10:30 Tim and Hollee decided to go home, and I did NOT want to stay at that particular friend's place by myself. Good thing Mike invited me to come play pool  with his friends. *whew* Hollee gave me a ride and I met up with the boys there. We were both fairly drunk, he was all smiley :) Katie came up to me (Layton's gf, who is awesome by the way) and was like "so are you guys together?" fair question since we have that habit of being on and off. She is a waitress at the restaurant we frequent.  I said yes, and that it was all official and he'd taken me to Easter dinner. She told me that he really likes me and is just afraid of commitment. Which is fine, as I get older, I am too. However, I don't think I'd let him weasle out and come back again. Or maybe I would. The sex is fantaaaaaaaaaastic lol. Ugh. Shoulda just gotten married at 19 and been done with it lol. He brought up the idea of me getting my nipples pierced again, which he was fixated on when we started this whole thing again in February (3 months straight.... new milestones here. Also never was official, and never met his family before. So these are all positives and steps in the right direction). I told him if he came on vacation with me I would. He said he couldn't afford it, I said I'd pay, he said that's silly and reminded me that the government might be taking some of my money back. I said fine, if you come to Saskatoon with me I will. He agreed. This conversation he did not completely remember ahah. He remembered saying I should get it done, but didn't remember agreeing to go to Saskatoon with me hahahah. Too bad for him, I remembered lol. And reminded him on Sunday. We stumbled home drunkly at 1:30. Mmmmmm. Drunk cuddles with my baby. Love it.

Sunday we stayed in bed until at least 1. Sleeping on and off, cuddling, canoodling. Ya know, the kinds of things you should spend Sunday with a lover doing. Then we walked back to his place to pick up his truck, and drop me off at my car. He was on call this weekend, so he had to go shovel snow at the old folks home, which is apparently under jurisdiction of the hospital employees. I went home and installed the printer I bought on Friday. Now I can print from ANYWHERE!!! even my cell phone!! Baked some peanut butter cookies, with protein powder in them! Mmmmm. Brought a bunch of them to game and a bunch over to le boyfriends house before I went to game. I'm such a good girlfriend. I also brought him a wall adapter for his iPhone and some other stuff because when we went home from the pool hall, his room mate (who actually owns the house) invited a bunch of people over, and some of Mike's stuff went missing :( extra shitty when it's people you know taking your shit :(

And now it's Monday. A return to schedule and normality. And controlled eating *ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm*
XOXO Nessa