Saturday I woke up a little stuffy. Damn that. Annoying. I took a hot shower to clear up, popped some pills and downed some coffee. I was about to let this crud stop me from enjoying my weekend. I had a busy Saturday and I’d be damned if it let a little crud get in my way.
Made a simple breakfast. I guess we were going to the early RamJam at 11 so I rushed off to the post office to mail off my $200 item and then I went and filled up all my 5 gallon water jugs. I needed to go by the store later but that could wait. This might be the last tail gate we have this year. Honestly if they were not playing so well, we wouldn’t have even had one Saturday. Alas, they lost the game. 14-24. It was a good season. At least I got my last taste of those delicious ribs. Oh how I’ll miss thee. Till next years. When that was done it was a few errands before the movie with Teegan.
Gladiator 2. We prepped by watching the first one the night before. Good times. I was more excited about taking him to the movie than the movie itself. Just exciting. The movie ended up being rather good. Great spectacle. Good acting. Good villains. Nice to see a few familiar faces from the original. What it was lacking was the heart that beat throughout the first film. That film had an emotional impact that this film didn’t. It still was better than I was expecting with some truly amazing moments. We both left happy.
Sunday I woke up somewhere around seven and proceeded to make breakfast. I made a quick grocery list for the short cooking week. I kept having to remind myself that I only work 2 days. Monday & Tuesday. I was kind of in a medicated haze. I thinking I over served myself allergy/cold meds. A single DayQuil fucks me up so I’m not sure what I was thinking by taking 2. I also took a Mucinex. I didn’t even feel bad, just a little scratchy throat and congestion. It’s that time of year.
I brought Yvette and the kids some donuts from a new place in town that they seem to like. It’s utter torture for me to walk into a donut shop. The smell alone. I can’t eat any of that good stuff anymore. Back I. The pre-diabetic days I could eat so many. Pig out on them. Anyhow, enough about my pains. They seemed happy. Yvette was still feeling like crap so it took a little breakfast burden away from her. I hate seeing her not feeling well.
After that I went and met my mother for lunch. It was a good time. I arrived a little early and before I knew it my neighbor that owns the place had already poured me a tequila shot. This used to be the norm. Oh well. The meal was fantastic. We had a good time with good conversation.
All weekend I’ve had a visitor at my house. Miss Chicken. What do you do when a chicken gets out of someone’s yard and decides to call your driveway home? I just thought on Saturday I wouldn’t see her again but she was there all day Sunday as well. I worried that something would get her.
Thanksgiving week. Only a two day work week. Many people decided those two days were better spent as vacation days because the campus was dead. Yvette took a sick day because she is still under the weather. Real bummer. I don’t like seeing her sick. Really, she never gets sick. Her not being at work is kind of sad, honestly. Weird, right?
Tuesday was more of the same. A sick Yvette and a slow boring work day. I honestly just played Zelda during the morning. I picked up some yummy tortilla soup from Chick-fil-A for lunch and brought it to Yvette. The afternoon I had a little more to do but not much. I even volunteered to help with other people’s work just so I wasn’t sitting around. Terrible is the time leading up to the holidays.
That night after work a went to do a little Thanksgiving shopping and I gathered my belongings for a night out. At my mom’s. I was dog sitting. I figured it would be easier to load my dogs up than pick her up and all they need to stay at my house. It felt very much like a Tuesday and the start to a holiday. I was going to cook but got lazy and since I was at my mom’s it seemed like extra work. Just get the usual Thai food carry out. I chilled and watched some BS while playing Zelda.
Jalapeño.
Chorizo con papas breakfast tacos.
Beer Bratwurst with a bed of honey mustard potato’s, pepper and onion served with some fresh slaw.
Chorizo con papas w/ over easy eggs.
BBQ chicken stuffed baked potato.
Sesame chicken
I was going to cook bout decided to save that for a meal tomorrow. Lunch. Since I was dog sitting at my mom’s and the night was cold I opted for some Thai from down the street. I guess that’s just my new thing when I stay at her house.
En Fuego 