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Weekend Update.2003-08-11 - 1:25 p.m. So it was a lovely uneventful weekend. Left work Thursday night around 5 and headed to the boys' football practice. When I got there though, there were a lot more people than I thought there would be and I got all agoraphobic and sat in my car for like the first 15 minutes. Then I decided I was being a huge wuss and I ventured out of the car over near Kurt's car and stood there for a while. Then he spotted me and waved me over. I declined. He tried again. I pretended not to see him. Then he took his goddamn cell phone out and called me. Fucker. I ended up going over to the bleachers which were sitting pretty much in the middle of where Bobby's and Brian's teams were practicing. I was sitting there watching practice and trying to figure out which two were Bobby and Brian. Hard to do when they're all wearing helmets... Kathy never showed, btw. I got lucky. So pratice ended around 8:30 and we were all off to get some hot wings. Damn tasty, I tell ya. When we left the restaurant, Bobby came with me and Brian went with Kurt. We raced home. Bobby and I lost. So I get up the next morning, get in the shower, and realize that my fucking shaving cream is missing. Then I see that Kurt's is gone too. Can you believe the pettiness that is that woman? She stole both our shaving creams, plus Kurt's spare can in the linen closet. Cunt. So I did summer hours on Friday. Ended up leaving work shortly after 11. Went to my house and packed, then Bunn showed up and whisked me away to beautiful Plainfield for the weekend. We went out with some of the other coaches and their kids after practice Friday night. I wanted to leave after about 10 minutes because I didn't know anyone and y'all know how I am, but then after a few beers, I was chatting with all of them. It turned out to be a damn fine evening. Plus at some point, Coach Duane bought a round of Black Buca shots. Yum. Saturday was a total fucking waste. We slept late, which was quite nice. Bunn was hung-over, which was a little amusing. We didn't leave the house till after 3, I think... We ended up watching a marathon on Comedy Central of 'Last Comic Standing'. The dumb Asian won. Ick. Didn't like him. I wanted Dave Mordal or Rich Voss to win. Such is life. Made baked mostacioli for dinner. Drank a lot of wine before during and after dinner. Crashed before SNL was over. Got up early Sunday morning because the boys had to have their football pictures taken at 8. So as I was standing in the bathroom in Kurt's robe doing my make-up, who should come up the stairs... Kathy. LOL Hope the sight freaked her out. She was there to pick up Bobby. I'm guessing she did it just to look like the "good mom". She never showed up at Friday's practice either, btw... So we get to the place for the pictures and everyone's just sort of milling about when she starts making nice and chatting with me. Ick. She doesn't like me. I don't like her. I see no reason why we have to make small talk. I think our only obligation is to be civil and not say anything snarky in front of the kids. Hate her. Plus then she ends up leaving without saying goodbye to the kids or anything... With Bobby's helmet in her car. Dipshit. So we went back to Kurt's after that, made breakfast, then went out to do some football gear shopping, then left for my house. Went out for dinner at the mexican place by my house. My mom and Mike gave Kurt a gift certificate for his birthday... It was good. Then we went to Jewel for beer, then Dominick's for some ice cream for me. Warning: Do not ever go buy the new Haagen Dasz (sp?) flavor, Bananas Foster. It rocks and I ate the entire pint, sans three bites I gave Bunn, all by myself. I'm such a loser. Hasta! Looking back... Just Pix - 2005-02-08
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