Is it Monday Already?
That was my first thought as I opened my eyes this morning. After another whirlwind of a weekend I can't believe that it's time to start the work-week again. Can't believe it. And as much as I'm trying to find meaning in this hateful job of mine I just can't seem to keep the momentum. And I really am trying. I swear. I'm not used to being this crazy negative about something. But I wake up with that dreaded "I can't beileve that I have to go there again today" feeling in my stomach. It's poisoning me. I'm becoming one of those I-hate-Sunday-night people that I used to pity. Thank God it's not forever, right?

But I would much rather talk about my fabulous friend/family filled weekend. Friday night was a fabulous b-day party for my homosexual boyfriend (and his boyfriend actually...ironic) at the Golden Temple in Brookline. The sweetest beef teriyaki that I've ever tasted and yummy spicy pad thai. good eats, good peeps, good dancing. Then I picked up my boy and drove home in 2 hours of accident-ridden traffic. I did my best not to freak out thinking "you could live in an impoverished country. you could be in the accident. you could be sick and confined to your bed." It woked for awhile at least. and when I pulled into the driveway and he was sweetly sleeping in the passenger's seat i couldn't help but smile at my life. And awaken him with cheek kisses.

We spent a lazy Saturday in bed until about 2. It was heaven. As the all too familiar doubt crept into my heart like it does day after day he turned to me out of nowhere and said "i could do this every minute for the rest of my life." Just shower, lay here with you and then lay here some more tomorrow." Sometimes we really do get what we need. Then some yummy panera goodness. Sat night some friends and I went to see him play at some shady bar and danced to the cheesy cover songs while the drunk frat/sorority peeps made out with eachoether all around us. We finished the night off by traipsing barefoot (i still have no regrets. My heels were killing me!) through Boston and binge eating wings at this local dive called Adam's. Finger lickin' good-literally.

Slept on a friend's couch (did i mention that i had a few glasses of vino while dancing to said cheesy music?) and woke to a delicious homemade breakfast feast and good catch-up chatter with her fam. Stayed in our pj's until way past noon. Guilty, lazy fun. got dressed and went to my aunt's house to spend some QT with my cousin home from college (how is she so old? I remember when she came home from the hospital) and finished the evening at my bro's house at some jewelry party that my sister-in-law suckered me into. Actually had a great time and may try to work for them while I go back to school. Then built some cool lego-ish buildings with my nephew. legos have come a long way man.

So that was the weekend. Can't complain that's for sure. Just have to hope it keeps me going through this work week. Chugchugchug...