So, it's Sunday again. Here I am, yet again, at work since 6 a.m. I've been doing it for so long now that getting up at 4:44 a.m. on a Sunday morning is nothing. There is something seriously wrong with that...
In any case. It was a productive weekend. I got my new bed set up. It looks amazing (pictures to come), and it only took me basically ALL of Friday. I'm paying for it now though. My chiropractor is certainly NOT going to be thrilled that I put myself through such a thing. He can't expect me to sit around doing nothing all weekend just for the sake of my hip, though! Can he? Does he? Who knows. I won't do it in any case. Even if I end up paying for it in pain over the course of another week. Being injured sucks, by the way, particularly if it's a hip injury. Can't exactly put a cast on it and wait for it to heal, now can we? Nope! So I grit my teeth and bear it, and try not to complain too much.
Also this weekend, my momma was able to see my Carmy a couple of more times in the hospital. She should be going home today, and hopefully I'll be able to chat with her a bit on the phone when I leave work. I spoke with her mom, the awesome Ms. Tams, the other day too. Both moms report that Carmy is doing very well with recovery, which doesn't surprise me because Carmy is strong and resilient, more so than anyone else I know. My momma reported that Carmy had really good color in her face just a few hours after the c-section, and apparently the poor girl has staples in her stomach from the surgery. I remember having staples in my knee after I broke my leg, and that prompts me to hope with every fiber that her scar doesn't look anything like mine after staples!
That's pretty much all of my news from this weekend. I am very much looking forward to (and also simultaneously dreading) next weekend bc it is going to be PACKED. Thursday night is the Sex in the City 2 premiere, so the girls and I are getting dressed up for the opening event at the Gateway. That is going to be amazing! Friday night I'm going to see Gallagher with all the peeps from the shop where my BF works, which is going to be also amazing. Nothing like seeing a 60+ year old man smash watermelons on stage, right? Right. Saturday night is Jefe's graduation party/bday party for his wifey, at which I will be making an appearance so that Jefe does not follow through with his threat of never speaking to me again if I don't show. The silent treatment from him would prove to make work akin to slow and painful torture, so I will comply ;-)
The weekend after that I'll be in ye ol' IF Town for Beerfest and to see my darling Carmy, of course. When will I be relaxing? Or cleaning my house for that matter? I'm not sure. There is no rest for the weary, I suppose. This is what I love about the summer, though. Certainly there will be no want for activities. Thank Xenu for three day weekends.
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