I want to tell you about my weekend, reader. I doubt you care much, or at all. I hope you do, at least a little. Sometimes I'm not sure if you're even there at all. Never the less...
On Thursday, J and I went to get Italian Nachos and beer for dinner. Because we are adults but not grown up. Have you ever had Italian Nachos? They are fantastic. Like an explosion of cheesy gooey goodness in your mouth. We watched The League, It's Always Sunny, & Thursday Night Football.
Friday we had dinner with my mom and her boyfriend. I find it weird to say "my mom's boyfriend" but I like him and he is a good guy and makes her very happy. My mom likes J for the same reasons. After dinner we went to a haunted house with J's coworkers. We stood in a field drinking a beer and whiskey from a flask saying we couldn't feel our feet because it was just so cold before running through a maze terrified. We went home and drank pumpkin spice lattes with pumpkin vodka and watched Shark Tank for awhile. I couldn't get warm again and got so tired and fell asleep softly.
On Saturday we dressed in our Halloween costumes and went to his friends annual Halloween party. I dressed as a slutty replacement ref and he dressed as a lumber jack/axe murderer. We drank wine by a bonfire and laughed and talked and met new people. I wore my hair in pigtails and I still haven't taken them out.
Today we went to the grocery store. He made chili and I made jalapeno popper dip. We watched football all day. We checked our fantasy football scores and saw we were both winning. I came home to my cat, Riggins. I took a bath, drank some white wine, and now am getting ready to watch The Walking Dead.
I have tomorrow off work.
This weekend may sound oh so boring to you, reader, but it was so beautiful though. This weekend I was happy. Very happy. I felt alive and loved and at peace. And that's what I'll remember most about this weekend.
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