Why do I always need a vacation from my weekends?
I took Friday off and went to Galveston with Sis #1 and her two kiddos (ages 3 and 1). The weather was gorgeous and we were going to stay in this resort hotel that has an aquarium and jungle pyramid thingy. It was really great. The kids had the best time & ran around. The aquarium was the coolest thing I had ever seen.
My sis paid for it all. I am pretty sure she spent a lot. It made me feel kind of bad, but I am a little cash poor until this Friday. She was so gracious about it all, and it was a nice vacation. I love spending time with her and her kids are like my own. The baby is the greatest, sweetest baby ever. She is so good unless she’s tired or hungry, and even then she is still super sweet.
I wish we could have stayed a little longer, but it's kind of hard to maneuver the under 3 crowd. Just when we started having fun, it was time to go.
Zoë had a great time. She was on pretty good behavior. We fit all three car seats in my sis’s BMW X5 (totally fun SUV). Zoë was in the middle. She was doing the splits and had her foot in my nephew’s face. He then started pretending to pick his nose with her toe. Boog – rrrrr. Boog – rrrrr. They then made up some booger song and sang it for 30 minutes. Sis #1 and I were trying really hard to ignore it, but it was so funny.
The aquarium was really the best part. A tunnel you could walk in and look up to see sharks and huge turtles swimming over your head, all kinds of great looking fish, seals that swam right up to you (the aquarium had 2 levels, so you could see all of this under the water), penguins, jellyfish and snakes and stuff. I’ve never seen anything like it.
We went in the rainforest pyramid too. Great plants and beautiful birds (although I was worried about a bird shitting on our heads). We saw a 3D IMAX movie about bugs. It was cool, but the kids kept taking off the glasses. Sis #1 took the three year olds in the pool, although she said it was icy cold. I fed the baby and drank a frozen margarita. It was so relaxing.
Saturday we did the same thing, and then hung out at my sis’s house. She was going out that night, and I was babysitting. The kids had taken a short nap in the car on the way back, but it sure wasn’t long enough. In the afternoon they were in rare form. My nephew gets all crazed between 3 and 4pm and was wrestling with Zoë and tackling his baby sister. Zoë tries so hard to help with the baby, but usually ends up getting too much in her face for her liking. I hardly got to sit down even for a minute. It was exhausting (especially after sharing a room with the three year olds the night before – they woke up at the crack of ass).
I ended up in tears when I was trying to eat dinner (yeah, standing up as usual) and Zoë had to go to the bathroom in the middle of it. Just once I’d like to eat dinner without wiping someone’s ass in the middle of it. Sis #1 came to the rescue and I felt better after eating a little.
Sunday I cleaned the 50 pairs of shoes out of my car and unpacked, did laundry, grocery shopped and cooked. Zoë and I made home made “trick or treat,” which was trail mix. We had a nice day, but again, it was exhausting. I only got to lie down at 10pm. No rest for the weary.
I didn’t even get a phone call from the New Cute Guy (the no pseudonym yet guy). Hmmmm…. He said he’d call, but I’m sure I jinxed it by writing a bit about him. He’s been pretty consistent, so I’m going to wait for him to call. I hate the phone.
I also didn’t realize how bad my hair actually looks. The hotel had a mirror on the bathroom door and you could see the back of your head. I look terrible. Not just the hair either. My complexion is not as glowing as it usually is. Not cute at all. It had me really bummed. I am in need of some major infrastructure work. A total overhaul. I should have saved my George Bush money for a facial or something. I think I’m going to trim up the back of my hair so that it will grow out in more one length. Ug! I’m so unhappy with my hair. A wig is the best bet.
This is why I carry around a picture of me with long hair. I am never going to fuck it up like this again. It's only hair, but shit I look like a dyke I swear!!! Fucking hate it.
I still suck. I have got to stop tying other people’s actions to my emotions. I need to make myself happy.
At least my fucking house is clean. I shredded over 6 months worth of bills. I cleaned out the fridge and finished nearly all the laundry.
Now if I could get a decent date for a change. I need some adult interaction in the worst way.
Work is bo-ring. I’m going to surf the net today.
Grow, hair, grow....