Yes. I am working for the weekend. I am quite grateful for my job, but let’s face it: if I wasn’t getting a check I wouldn’t go there everyday.
My baby is traveling this weekend with her step team. Since I won’t be accompanying her, I’m hoping she’ll have a chance to hook up with her father while she’s away. She mentioned it to him but I don’t think they’ve nailed down any definite plans. I’ll miss her. She introduced me to another show on MTV called “If You Really Knew Me” I watched it with her yesterday before I went to the gym and cried like a baby. Seriously. I tried to hide it at first because they always laugh at me when something on television makes me cry, but this was crazy. The show spotlights high school students and encourages them to really talk about what is going on with them. Some of these kids are really hurting. We had a chance to talk afterward and of course, she wouldn’t finish the sentence, “If you really knew me …” but watching the show together was a start.
I have a few things planned for the weekend. Number one on the list is to change the handles on my kitchen cabinets. I know right. Not exactly filled with excitement but I’ve wanted to do it for a minute. I’m tired of looking at the same thing. If I can handle this project successfully, I may attempt to replace the kitchen flooring. I have a small kitchen but sometimes what appears to be a small job turns out to be a monster. Like when I painted the downstairs bathroom. Trust me, it was awful. Wish me luck.
I haven’t written a restaurant review in about a month so I’m going to check out this place down the street called The Broken Egg Bistro. They serve breakfast all day but in the evenings it turns into Bistro 501. The menu looks interesting and contains plenty of chicken dishes, pasta, seafood and even an etouffee which I may try. I’ll post the review next week. After I buy another camera. My Polaroid kinda died on me. I think I’ll get a Sony this time.
I’m also going to pick up an Italian travel guide. Because, you know, I’m going to Italy next year for my birthday.
I was thinking about this year’s birthday. Just two and a half months away. For the past several years my ex and I traveled to Virginia’s wineries for my birthday. It was always a great time. Needless to say, that won’t be happening this year. No worries. The Virginia Wine Festival just so happens to be on my birthday this year (and every year). So instead of traveling to the wine, the wine is traveling to me!
Ain't life grand?