Hold me closer, Tony Danza

Ugh. What a week (last week, not this week yet. Oh please this week, don't be like last week!)

I won't dwell, let's just sum it up at the description that Weds at 3, things were going so bad I cracked a beer just because sometimes all you can do is crack a beer, take a few deep breaths and dive back into the problem. Thurs I discovered that Weds' problem was largely of my own making, so I cleaned that mess up while simultaneously upgrading a customer in Texas who didn't know his own admin system password-in the end I did not think myself successful, and we closed out the day with me begging to give my brain some rest, because I knew there was an answer in there somewhere but I couldn't get it. Sigh. Friday I did everything I hadn't done on Weds and Thurs while dealing with said self made problem. Did also discover the aforementioned reason in a bubble in my brain and realized I had been successful with the upgrade on Thurs. Soooo, the last 2 hours of that call were futile, although in troubleshooting I did do some good work tying up loose ends on the system left there by the dude who did the original install. In the end, it just seems as though I was rather stupid last week. Perhaps I should go back to full strength coffee?

HN was away for the weekend, and I celebrated. Now, don't get me wrong; I do love the man but who among us does not enjoy some Risky Business style alone time when a live in SO takes off for the occasional weekend out of town? I travel so much and he so little during the school year that it is an absolute novelty to have run of the house for the weekend.

Friday night we partied. By we I mean me and the animals. I put glasses on tables without a coaster, read trashy magazines, played my music too loud, drank wine and talked on the phone. When you get old, this constitutes a good time and I know this now. Animals in the big bed! Sleeping until 11am! Grey's Anatomy and shameless tearing up! It was a good time.

Saturday I drove into The City (which is how we in The County describe it) and parked near my old house. Then I grabbed my beautiful umbrella and walked around to all the places I would normally have spent a Saturday walking around to, hitting the farmers market, my fave old bar-ish place for lunch, and The Book Thing. I walked until my wee little legs ached, which was a nice change since due to the amount of working I did this week, it had been my back that was aching until this point. Home by 6pm, beating the worst of the rain and made a vat of delicious Guatemalan chicken soup, with which I settled in by a roaring fire and read cheesy detective novels until 10. (I totally missed Earth Hour, which is unfortunate but that's what happens when the treehugger leaves town) At 10, I was seized by the desire to be productive, literally to produce something so I got out the sewing machine and whipped my craft room (heretofore referred to as the studio because I like the sound of it) into a fabric and thread covered frenzy. Little bag count is now at 7, with probably 6 as serious contenders for the 10* and 1 going to my sister. Or to me, I have not yet decided.

*the 10. Ah yes. I love pain, making things, and giving things away, so at some point in the whole process of getting ready for an upcoming destination wedding, I decided I would make little goody bags for all the girls in the wedding party, the mother of the groom (I made her cry once so I feel like I need to be nice to make up for it), the girlfriend of the brother of the groom, and the sister of the bride. Sometimes my mouth just opens and things come out and my eyes are making this bewildered and horrified face as my brain processes what I've just said, and still the mouth runs and eventually signal gets from eyes to brain to mouth to just STOP! but by then it's too late because the bride is already happy with the idea and so I'm committed. Plus, I did want to learn to sew, and this seemed like a good little project and a decent bit of motivation. And an excuse to buy fabric.

Sunday I visited with an old friend who has a new baby. A nice baby too, although she shat when I picked her up, which I do not normally consider very complimentary. Being as she is new here and does not yet know how things work, I forgave her. I helped my friend put some honey supers on his bees (oh cameraphone where were you when I needed you!?) and then went off to a random lady's house for a dress fitting. I'm pretty much 2 inches shy of every measurement in my dress, but this lady had a room full of wedding gowns and seemed like she knew what she was doing so here goes nothing.

And now it's Monday. Boo! However, I do have to do some testing of software, which means I get to play with cameras that are sweet, so expect some pics later today to make up for the wordiness of this here wordy post.