Friday morning I woke up at 4:30am to Cooper peeing on my leg. I didn't care so I rolled over gave him a hug, just because I knew that this morning would probably be the last morning waking up with him. So it was, I found a new family to adopt the little guy. Cooper has a new brother, a yellow lab that right now is the same size he is. The perfect part about it is that Anthony and I can go visit any time.
Since waking up so early, my girlfriends might not know this.... but after grilling out I had to go home at take a nap at 9pm before going out to Brady Street. It served me well because by 12:15 I was walking into JoCats, my favorite little dance floor. I've learned my limits keeping it to a two drink night, it kept my occasional drunk loud mouth closed and hands from doing the "elanie".
Saturday was a blissful day because for the first time in over a month I got to sleep in to 8am. Yes that's right 8:00. I had lunch with my grandma in oconomowoc. I took my bike out for a quick 12 mile ride. Then bought some paint because I couldn't stand the blue in the living room. While downward spiraling from fumes and exhast my sis called asking me to come down to Riversplash. To shower or not to shower, I thought looking at my Cream Yellow arms. Nah - it will be sweaty down there anyway and no one will know. So I quicked cleaned off what paint I could see, threw on some clean clothes and biked down. Ride time: 7 minuetes. Parked: two blocks away. Anyone in a car was driving around in circles hoping to find rockstar parking until they grew frusterated and parked 10 blocks aways. I felt like I beat the system. Until I paid $5 for a beer.
So now beer in hand I was jamming to the LoveMonkeys making sure I didn't get hit with this fishbowl the underage drunk girl was swaying around overhead. Jeff and wingman made an apperance -wish I could have hung out with them more but 10:30 rolled around and I declared it my bedtime.
Sunday I woke up praying for it not to rain. It was bike riding day and soon to be my first ride ever. My longest ride was to the Newburg pond and back - maybe 35 miles when I was much much yonger. Now I was on my own (well with my sister and her roomie on my tail) for the 25 mile trek. I was concerned I was passing people too fast and I would loose stamina along the way. Rubish! The only people to pass me were true bicyclists. The ride took us through bayview, down to college ave, to st. francis. It was just beautiful! Humble houses were sandwhiched between greenery and the lake. Parks rolled throughout the area and the birds were cheering us on. I finished ahead of my pack and a couple minuetes later Danielle and friend crossed the line. I was hungery for a doughnut.
When I got home I decided to pass on the shower and tackle the rest of those blue walls, leaving just a few finishing touches for today. Then finally finally finally after over a year of dating I got to meet some of the extended family. It has been almost as difficult as a kid trying to go to Disney World. Can we go? Can we go? Can we go? So off we were to Burlington for an engagement party for his cousin. And it was just fine. I don't know what he was so worried about. Ah well now it's back to the work week!
