Dear Diary Monday....

Other than the wonderful party at Shanes and the awesome cheesecake and salad that Toni brought to me, my weekend was FUCKING HORRIBLE.

Let's start with Friday. I woke up and had to call my Mom about a family situation, and she was looking for a fight and I walked right into it. So, that pretty my colored my morning. Then Dylan and I were out doing some shopping and I get an "anonymous" call on my cell phone and it ends up being a CSR from my Minnesota CALL CENTER! After her lengthy explanation as to why she is calling, I explain I am ON VACATION AND SHE IS CALLING ON MY FUCKING CELL PHONE! She then proceeds to start apologizing profusely, but the day was pretty much fucked by that point. I then had to call my work and find out that a co-worker of mine is having some problems with my account, I leave him my cell phone number....and he never calls back. I should have just gone home at that point and gone back to bed. Oh and I also found out that my old big boss from P5 had passed away, which is always sad.

Saturday was absolutely no better. I got up and spent most of my morning and afternoon at my cousin's house who just got home after a 2.5 month stay in the hospital, then took my Mom to get some of her shopping done. Then when I got home, I had time to get ready for the party and go. Thank Gawd for wonderful friends, great food, great atmosphere, and FUN. It was relaxing and enjoyable.

Sunday, I got up and just did not feel like doing anything. My moom was still shitty, I hadn't slept much the night before, and just didn't feel like doing anything....which ended up being a good thing because it gave Dylan a chance to sleep most of the day and catch up on any sleep he had not been getting. I wish I could have said I enjoyed it, but I was still so angry at how shitty the rest of the "birthday weekend" turned out that I really didn't relax at all....which then carried over to me trying to sleep last night. "Trying" was the optimal word in that phrase.

Here is to a better week....