Weekends go by too fast and this one was no exception. On Friday Eldest Weasel had a 1/2 day because she was finishing up with finals. Mr. Weasel picked her up and told her that since the the others were still at school we were going to make the most of this rare parents alone with teen time. She would not be disappearing to her room with her phone, but spending time with us. Her response "Why? Who's sick? What do you want to talk to me about?". Ugh. That set the tone for her weekend as she was forced to spend time with her food and money sources. It set the tone for my weekend, as I felt the beginning of a migraine coming on.
Funny how teens can do that.
Saturday we woke up to *surprise* stupid amounts of snow. More ugh. It was in theory going to stop snowing by 6 am. It was still snowing at 3 pm. As I sat lazily on the couch still fighting with my head, but not full blown, with my
snail like trusty laptop, I spot my neighbor snow blowing my driveway! Yayyyyyyyy! "Mr. Weasel, you better take the hint and get there and help." I was so not about to leave the couch. And he did, but saintly neighbor type was almost finished and moving on to others neighbors houses. All in all, he did this for 8 houses. I owe that man a case of beer. We had to do it again in another 2 hours, but the heavy work was done and that makes a huge difference.
Saturday Night Mr. Weasel and I had a surprise 40th birthday party for a friend to go to. We did not know the people throwing it, so did not know what to expect. It would be a great party or total lameville, but off we went. The roads weren't great, but okay, and the drive was slow going. The oncoming headlights and the slushy spray on the windshield were just enough to push my head over the limit. Before we reached the party, I was full blown. This is not conducive to life, let alone a party. We were at the party for approximately 2 minutes before a total stranger approached me, reached into her purse and said "I recognize that look, Take 3 of these for a migraine. They work like like a miracle, talk to me in 10 minutes". When that's how a party starts, you know it's a good crowd. I washed them down with Mr. Weasel's beer and felt like a new woman in to minutes! What was this miracle drug?, You ask, Equate (Walmart Brand) of Excedrin. The only drawback is that it started to wear off after about 3 hours.
My new found guardian angel/drug dealer introduced me to her husband Larry and his friend Larry. Yes, that got a lot of mileage. Larry and Larry were a bunch of fun. Larry #2 impressed me with how he could use his wedding ring as a bottle opener. I was surprised that it didn't ruin his ring as he showed me it didn't have a scratch on it. That was the last beer he could open like that, then the started to get stuck on his ring and he scratched it! I must have been the jinx. He moved onto a bottle opener. The party was a great time with some really fun people.
Sunday came and it was back to reality. Sunday is my prepare for the school week day. Laundry, papers, groceries, all the fun stuff. I took Eldest Weasel and Boy Weasel with me to the store. I also had to stop at the pet supply store for crickets and to let Boy Weasel use his Christmas money from his Uncle to buy yet another Fire Bellied Toad to throw in his tank(the crickets are food). Eldest took advantage of my weakened state (still was not 100 %) and asked me if she could have mice. "we already have everything we need " (remember our empty hamster tank). That must have been something stronger in that Excedrin, because I said okay. She knows how to attack when Mom is weak.
Yup, I willingly let 2 mice into my home. Normally I would be setting traps, even in the garage. Now they are pets. Ugh x 3. How the hell was your weekend?
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