3-day weekend my arse! Mine started on Friday night when a going away party for some friends that were moving cross-country, ended in shambles. I'm never cooking in my future mother-in-laws kitchen again! Don't know where anything is, and she's got one of those ridiculous glass (or ceramic, I'm not sure witch) cooktops. See with those, when grease burns on it really burns on and then you and your 3 friends end up polishing it for an hour with this strange polishing cream that is the only thing you can clean it with!
Not me, give me my old shabby electric coil, or a gas range anyday! At least I can scrub those with anything I like! I hate other peoples kitchens! I mean we had plans to go swimming, play games, and relax. And all night all we did was cook!
I then woke Saturday morning to realize I had slept half my day away. Now we had not gotten home the night before until around 2am since we had cleaned up the mess in the kitchen before we came home. And I probably needed the extra sleep. But I absolutly hate sleeping that long, it always ruins my mood for the rest of the day. There are just so many things I could have done in that time, and I feel like such a useless sack!
With that start to the day, I was then drug out for bowling that evening. Now don't get me wrong, I had fun, I just had a little too much. I woke Sunday morning with my head split in two. An thus spent my day in recovery.
As for today it seams to be the first relaxing day of my long weekend and of course it's the last! But tried my hand at some french toast for the first time, and it wasn't bad. Plans for some simple grilling and games at a friends house. (And I'm not cooking!!!) At least today might work out, as they say "all's well that ends well"
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