Mondays...sheesh...

It's so hard to come back from a kick-ass weekend refreshed and ready to go on Monday. That's no good. So, I make the best of it, since I have disc golf to look forward to tonight. Weekend Recap!

I played the role of 'date' on Friday for a friend's wedding. It was an Italian wedding and that means a five course dinner, flaming desert and lots of back slapping. After all the 'old people' left, the DJ kicked it up a notch and we all got down with out bad selves. Like any smart woman, I wore the wrong shoes, not anticipating the amount of booty that was about to be shaken. We ended up crashing a prom, because people refused to dance after dinner, so we went out searching for signs of Usher and/or Lil' Jon. We found both at the Sterling High School prom where we were invited in my an intoxicated chaparone and began to tear it up on the dance floor. Yep, we were shot glances that screamed "who ARE these old people?" It became awkward ten minutes later, so we bolted. Later that night, I shook it some more at a gay bar. I danced on a stage!

Saturday was a day of unfit parenting. Ron and I are attempting to save out fish from gill disease, so we overhauled and medicated the tank that afternoon, hoping to save the only angel fish we have left; the first two weren't so lucky. Social Services will come knocking on our door any day now. We're not unfit parents - we're doing the best we can! Ron and I hung out and supervised the painting operations at Chez Caurana. So dangerous - he lives right next to the putt-putt/batting cages on 13 Mile. A night of drunken putt-putt is in all of our futures. Yikes. It's a nice place - new kitchen, two bedrooms, a hobbit sink in the bathroom. I dig it.

Sunday was the Motor City Comic Con in Novi. Ron and I walked out with gems from Tank Girl, Flaming Carrot, WildCats 3.0, Y: The Last Man, Fables and Preacher. Last year was a bit more exciting - better statues and action figures, more wild costumes,and it was our first convention. This year, we did see an outstanding Hellboy costume...and porn stars. They are way scary up close. Air brushing sure accomplishes what it sets out to do.

So much to look forward to in the weeks to come: softball, d*pollen festival, Sloan!, Memorial Day weekend, 'Troy' with Rashel...but now I must work. Ho hum...

Later, kool kidz.