TGIF and how-did-that-week-go-by-so-fast. Has it really been 5 whole days since we were all talking about peeling Easter eggs and 4 days since we were trying to figure out how to use them all?
Last weekend my man left me and Smudge to our own devices to celebrate Easter while he traipsed to Denver, CO for a Drive By Truckers show. That’s where they “rock out” and do a lot of finger pointing at the stage. As in, “You ROCK man (insert pointed finger at stage here.”)
Given the latest laws that have been passed there, and the fact he was there on 4/20, he said he spent most of the weekend enveloped in a second hand fog.
Oh Denver. You rebels.
With a history of me taking things into my own hands and sort of going off the rails when he jets off to see a band, this time around I didn’t go out and buy a way too expensive vacuum cleaner like I have in the past.
Nor did I create a new home improvement project. To be abandoned in frustration and left for him to figure out—and fix—once he returned. Okay, I did rearrange the living room furniture…
And he didn’t come home to a brand new foster dog like that time he went and saw U2 in Portland. Lenny, the dog that started my 10 year-obsessed-involvement with this animal rescue and literally over 50 foster dogs crossing our doorstep for a stay.
What can I say? I love the poochers.
This time around I splurged on self improvement. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do!