In terms of how weekends go...this one was lame and kind of annoying!

The details...be prepared to be bored to tears:

Friday night it got so cold and windy that we decided to stay in. I even cooked dinner on Friday night and that doesn't happen often.

Saturday morning my step mom, one of my three sisters and I got up and headed over to my nana's house. She has breast cancer and is currently going through chemo and is starting to lose her hair. She wanted it all cut off so we went over with the clippers and gave her the G.I. Jane. My little sister did the honors. The first few buzzes brought on a few tears then it was done and she looked great. She has the most perfect little round head and of course with a beautiful face it really doesn't matter what your hair looks like. We also brought over a couple of our halloween wigs for her to try on and of course took pictures of her in the Tina Turner and the fluorescent red one. It ended up being a very nice, bonding experience.

That wasn't the bad part of the day....

so after the visit with our grandmother The Sweet One and I headed to Annapolis because his cousins have a shop there and were having their one year anniversary open house...It was fine, whatever, who cares - they had free wine. So since we were in town we decided we would walk down and have one of the dreamy crab cakes at our friend's bar and pub. We were craving them at this point! So, we start heading down the hill with TSO's parents and uncle. Once at the bottom of the hill Uncle decides to make an "executive" decision and lets us all know that we are no longer going to dreamy crab cake place, we're going to the Yacht Club! THE FUCKING YACHT CLUB!!! I don't know about you all but we are not really the yacht club type. You know what you imagine a yacht club is like? Well, you're right! Wood paneled rooms, dark lighting, OLD PEOPLE, people wearing their kakhi's and polo shirts, drinking out of brandy snifters, you get the picture...It was a real scene. So, needless to say, The Sweet One and I were a little bitter. Thankfully the food was good. I got the crab cakes...they weren't as good and the ones we would have had but I have to admit, as much as it pains me, that they were still pretty damned good...

So, whatever. Dinner was now going to be on Uncle - great, at least we didn't have to pay for shite. Then the cousins come down and join us from the open house. All of their rich, Annapolis friends had finally left I guess...Well, they decided that they were basically going to pick at TSO incessantly. This did not make him happy. Let's see, what did they talk about? Ummm, how do we plan to raise our children, as in what religion - you know, because this is a fun subject. Ummm, what else, where will we live? Why? Are we gonna register for china, silver and crystal? Oh wait, here's another good one - where will you go on your honeymoon? Oh Hawaii? Well...you know, it's REALLY expensive there. Are you SURE you want to go there? There are SO many other great places to go. Do you know how long it takes to get there? It's a really long trip. BANG! oh, sorry, that was the sound of the imaginary gun going off that was pointed at my temple. We drove home tense and angry. The only saving grace was getting home, opening a bottle of prosecco and getting in the hot tub. I think we HAD to get in the hot tub after that torture session! It was, pretty much, the worst way you could EVER spend a Saturday night. EVER!!

Sunday was great. We did pretty much nothing and spoke to pretty much no one! We had to make up for Saturday some how. All in all it was an uneventful, boring weekend. You know it's bad when you can't wait to go to work on Monday! YIKES...

I hope everyone else's weekend was better than mine.