Dear Diary Sunday...

This weekend was a trying one, but managed to get a great deal accomplished.

Friday, I left work and picked Dylan up from Saturn. We had dinner at the Olive Garden, which managed to make me horribly ill by the end of our night. We then went to Cottonwood Mall where I managed to get a start on my holiday shopping. I then took Dylan home and headed to my home, to collapse in my own bed.

Saturday, I got up and took Dylan over to Saturn to pick up his vehicle. We then went and did a little more Christmas shopping, then met the gang for dilunch at Orbitz, which was a helluva lot of fun. Dylan and I then headed back to his place and watched "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days", which was a total chick flick and only mildly entertaining. We then called it a rather early evening, as Dylan was not feeling well and was totally exhausted.

Today was total insanity. I got up and we headed out to Petsmart and Costco for shopping. I then got home, put on my grubby clothes and me and folks got the entire yard ready for winter, which is normally at least an entire weekend, if not two weekends, project. We managed to get it all done in less than 3 hours. I then came in and made a pot of oyster stew. After that, I have managed to do 4 loads of laundry and make chocolate Macadamia cookies. I will soon settle into a nice hot bubble bath and a good book as soon as the last load of laundry is complete. It was nice getting so very much accomplished in one day.....especially the yard since I know that has been bothering my father a great deal.

I have had a lot on the mind lately and have decided it is time to just deal with it. I know I am a good person, but some people equate me being good and nice to being a doormat...especially some friends. Well, I guess with my not being as forthright with my opinions and trying to bite my tongue due to my honesty possibly hurting people, I have brought that image upon myself. Well, no more. I liked myself better when I was totally honest, to the point of being painful to other people. I am tired of not wanting to hurt other people's feelings and then allowing mine to get hurt. So, in the future, if you ask a question and you don't like the answer you get from me, tough shit. I would rather know I have been honest with myself and with others than to have my feelings trampled on.