Discovering Myself

Well, Stephen planned out this whole Cinco de Mayo party yesterday.  He cleaned up the house, it looks great, but the laundry didn’t get done so I am doing it today.  I don’t really drink so I steered away from the liquor but those that were here were drinking and having a good time.  I met a couple of new folks and a few of our friends came over.  It was a good time all around.

We had a little adventure to find something to eat around 9pm.  First we went to Uncle Joe’s Mexican Restaurant which is within walking distance from my house.  WELL, my friends wanted to drive, haha.  So we wound up driving like a quarter of a mile to the restaurant.  I’m just glad the people driving weren’t drinking.

Well, we got to the restaurant and it’s PACKED, at least an hour wait.  So we decided to go to El Azteca which is even CLOSER to my house.  And we DROVE!  I just didn’t get it. haha  Well, we get there and my friends are like we don’t want to wait the 30 minutes for a table.  So we all decide we are going to go to Kroger and just pick some stuff up.  This was fine for me since I just slapped down some cash on personal training.  My personal trainer seems really really nice though.  I would almost follow him to a different gym if I needed to.

So we get to Kroger and my boyfriend buys beer and I get a little chicken wrap because I didn’t have dinner.  I was at work late and had to get to the gym for 6:30 and then got home about 7:30 and chatted a bit.  So it wasn’t until about 9pm that I got some food, I’m sure my personal trainer will be excited about that.

Well, our friend Tyler and I decide to walk back to the house, it will take us like 5-10min to get back and we didn’t feel like piling into the car, so we start walking and we chat up about his new and old job for a while.  I get back to the house and Stephen and our friend Jonathan had driven BACK to the Kroger because they “forgot” the beer.  Well, they didn’t forget it, I carried the damn thing back on my walk.  So I called them and they came back.

I just had this picture of Stephen cursing out the Kroger manager and accusing the staff of stealing his beer.  Gees.

All in all, my boyfriend got drunk, at least he’s a happy drunk (not a very productive or safe drunk, but happy).  They also did other stuff which I won’t get into, because I’m not into all that crap.  I finally told him I had to get in bed because I had a conference call with Australia in the morning.  So we got all cozy in bed around midnight.  I got up at 6am… *brain explosion*

I always feel SO sleeping when I have to get up that early on work days, but on weekends I’m up that early anyway.  It’s definitely a Pavlovian response.

That’s about it for yesterday.  Came home to a clean apartment today too.