tales of an ordinary girl

Sorry for the lack of updates for a while. I've been busy. Imagine that. My desk is a mess at home and I have boxes and things all over the place. Hardly a conducive environment for selling a house, but we haven't had anyone seriously interested yet anyway.

Friday Matt took me out for my birthday and we had a great time up at the Great Wolf Lodge. There were lots of kiddies, but other than banging around a lot they didn't bother us. The room had a wonderful, large tub spa that was just amazing -- especially considering it was below zero that night.



We braved the cold weather to go to a movie at the VIP lounge at the Legends. It was Date Movie, which I wouldn't highly recommend, but the crude humor appealed to us that night and we laughed a lot. Then we ran (literally) over to Dave & Buster's for dinner and games. It was crowded. We put our name on the wait list and went to play games. We were in the middle of playing House of the Dead 4 when we were buzzed. (It was the only game we ended up playing as the wait wasn't really as long as advertised.) The food was better than expected. The service was worse than expected.

Saturday we drove home and vegged out all day. I spent most of the day on the same game of Civ IV. I'm addicted and I hate the Noble level. No one was bowing down to me as they should. I did eventually beat them all into submission thoroughly with no finesse. The day seemed to zoom by until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore and was forced to go to bed.

Sunday we went to lunch with Matt's family for multiple birthday celebrations. And then back to Matt's mom's for cake and presents and lots of talk about blood, gore, and predators.

And as the weekend came to an end I was really wishing that President's Day was an observed holiday at my company. But it wasn't. The next morning when I couldn't find my key card and finally gave up in frustration, I called in sick. Then I found my key card five minutes later. It was fate!

But now I'm back at work and work has piled up. Do I regret the frivilous wasting away of the weekend? Not one tiny bit. I only wish it could have been longer.