Monday, February 20, 2012
Our exhausting weekend recap
This was one weird weekend. Well, busy I guess between our shopping marathon and my chest cold (flu?). There’s this antique show that likes to roll into town every month and it’s the same people but I don’t know I guess you just see if your luck changes or their merchandise does. There are all kinds of things you’ll stumble upon from the weird to the wicked.
|As tempting as that is, I think I'll keep ours.|
|I had to take a pic because this reminded the Mr and I of our friend at JensJourney.com.|
|I desperately fell in love with this turtle for no good reason. Don't even like turtles. I made the mistake of waiting and he was gone. Noooooooooo!|
|That should keep door to door solicitors at bay!|
Next it was off to a salvage yard I'd always wanted to visit and it wasn't too far from the antiques warehouse so we decided to wander around. Cheap it was not but it sure had all kinds of really cool pieces if you were a DIYer with a deep wallet and a truck.
|Rubber ducky not included|
|I swiped something from this pile for another DIY project. Coming soon...I think.|
|I would give anything for that bitchin' mint colored sink! Swoon!|
|"Did someone say it was time for my daily walk?!"|
|Pinky, you stole my heart you lil Nugget!|
|Herb bread with a heap o' herbs to decorate the crevices of your teeth.|
|We split individual pizzas. I got the "classic" in which they forgot my pepperoni (boo) and he got the bourbon chicken pizza in which they so generously gave us one chunk of chicken per slice. (Double Boo!)|
|He got the red velvet cake with chocolate sour cream frosting.|
|I got some ice cream torte thingy which was pretty decent. We split both.|
He's a 3 month old Italian Greyhound so we figured an Italian name was in order. We decided that we would call him Ducci or if he walked into the room all cute we could say something like "here comes "The Dooch."" He was quite adorable and quite tired.
|I <3 The Dooch|
It was pretty hard to put this nugget back after 45 minutes in my arms but I had my proper fill of puppy breath and the smell of warm pup which I desperately miss from our days of owning a nugget. Our lifestyle is just not fair to a dog right now and we'll only get more busy as more weight comes off so we have to be responsible. For now we'll just go in and snuggle up on furry lil bits of heaven like The Dooch.
Did I mention we shopped/were out for 12+ hours? It was a LOOOONG Saturday.
Sunday we did some more shopping and went to some open houses to torture ourselves. After we went to scheduled ones, we went to a few that were drive bys. I remembered why I crossed this one off the list as soon as I saw the kitchen. It had this hideous multi-colored tile in there and a kitchen smaller than the one we have now. The realtor was a little flakey too and I just wanted to leave. We went to the "finished" basement and it was a disaster. We also found a faux plastic deli tray in the workshop. We busted out laughing and I only wished I remembered I had the camera in my pocket. She also had the walls covered in wine labels. Um, please take that crap down. It looked really tacky. The realtor had blown a fuse in the house and was talking to the owner on the phone and she was coming back to the house and said she'd pretend to be another buyer. The realtor said we could hear them so just come back and fix the stereo. Well I wasn't down with that because you should never have the owner in the house when potential buyers (which we weren't) are in the house. I started heading for the back door. The Mr was looking out the window and he said "there's a tombstone in the yard." It was an old 1800's tombstone and you know we had to ask. He said "so what's with the tombstone? Is there a story behind it?" and I said "or someone under it?" The realtor laughed and said she'd find out the story behind it and no there was on one under it. We were wandering around the backyard and the Mr busted out laughing and said he couldn't believe I said that, I said "please, like you weren't thinking it." Turns out she got it at an auction and felt bad for the person and wanted to honor her by displaying it. That's a great noble thing however it doesn't take away the creep factor for people looking, perhaps put it in storage.
As the day progressed, so did my chest cold. As I was shopping I couldn't even hold on to plates I was buying. My joints ached really bad. I couldn't even pick things up without fear of dropping them. So that sucked. Thankfully the ibuprofen kicked in about 2 hours later so I could have a workout that would be riddled with HRM battery issues so I have no idea how much I actually burned between throwing the watch portion (true) and trying to cough up a lung. I'm assuming 200. I pray I feel somewhat better today because I really don't want to stop and start my workouts to hack whatever is sludging up my lungs.
So how was your weekend?!
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