Everything and Nothing

I had a great weekend. It started out with a happy hour at one of our favorite downtown places. We ran into some friends there and it ended up being a happy three-hours. As the money was counted at the end, we had too much. That’s right, too much money. It was such a nice change to the typical situation when you find yourself questioning how much you put in and if you should put in more.

Friday night, a friend came over to stay the night before heading to Dallas for the rest of the weekend. Her boyfriend moved out over the weekend and she wanted to be elsewhere - - totally understandable. We’ve been friends since the 8th grade. Saturday morning, we got out my photo albums and laughed at the pictures of us on the first day of high school and the ones of us drinking wine coolers the next summer. We did a lot of growing up together then, and it is nice to be able to continue to do so now that we’re both the ripe old age of 30.

Saturday evening a group of girlfriends gathered for a birthday celebration. The honoree’s husband was out of town and we took advantage of being able to use their house. A fantastic meal was prepared and served, copious amount of adult beverages were consumed, there were countless hours of conversation about everything and nothing. These women are some of my closest friends; they are the sisters I’ve never had. They are the ones I know I can count on. We all once worked at the same place together. Until I came back to this job, none of us worked at that company anymore. We’re talking about taking a girls trip to Mexico in May and I can’t wait.

Promises, Promises

I think I promised that I would write something yesterday. Alas, it didn’t happen. Seems as though life just gets away from me sometimes. I can’t report anything grand that’s been going on in my life lately. I went to Dallas over the long weekend with a stop in College Station on the way (and yes, I know it isn’t exactly on the way, long story). Was good to see a friend, my mother and my grandmother. And it was incredibly nice to have Monday off as a holiday. Had I made it back to Austin sooner in the day, it would have felt more like a real day off, but I can’t complain.

Work has been super busy, in a good way. That’s pretty much all I can say about that since I’ve been working on a super-secret-code-named project. Other good work news is that my new laptop arrived Tuesday. It is amazingly fast and fun. And, it is actually light enough to carry around. The old one was 5+ years old and a BRICK.

Going to lunch today with Dad and his wife. The HUSband’s parents are stopping through Austin tonight on their way to Phoenix. Lots of Family Time. I suppose that’s a good thing too, right?

Another Wednesday Meme

I promise to post something more substantial later today - - meanwhile, the memes keep me (and maybe you?) entertained. Seen at Anna's and Donna's.

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So Glad I'm Not Sensible

I was certain that I would end up being sensible flats after seeing this quiz at Donna's place.

You scored as Flip-Flops. Easy-going and carefree, you love the feeling of the wind between your toes and the sun on your feet. Careful, though, these babies don't winter well. Flip-Flops 70% Sensible Flats 57% Classic Pumps 47% Quirky Shoes 40% Sexy Heels 17% What Kind of Shoes Are You? created with QuizFarm.com

Stir, Stir, Stir

The HUSband made some brownies recently. Nothing special, just a mix. He revealed that he is certainly not a baker. He may be able to cook up a storm, but he should only be allowed to bake the break and bake cookies. Yum! He chose to get out the hand mixer and mix the batter rather than stir it with a wooden spoon. The brownies turned out much more cake-like than expected. Still tasted good, but not quite the desired density.

Been thinking about the above as an metaphor for my life the last couple of days. I'm having to recognize some conflict and deal with it. I'm tempted to reach for the hand mixer. But, I know it will all turn out better if handled with care. I need to stir, not mix. I also have to remember that the spoon is to be used for folding and stirring the batter.... I cannot change the course and choose to use the spoon to smack anyone on the forehead. Wish me luck.

Is that a. . .

Banana in your purse or are you just happy to see me? I reached in my purse this morning around 10:30 to get my morning snack and found not one, but two, nanners! Ooops - - I guess I forgot to eat my morning snack yesterday. Maybe it's a sign that I need to get a smaller purse.