I slept until 10:30 yesterday morning, then I put on one of my favorite outfits (brown dress, brown tights, slouchy brown suede boots) and drove to Alpharetta to meet my sister-in-law for a girls' afternoon out. We had Mexican food at Frontera for lunch, then visited the Bead Bayou and the North Point JoAnn's and Michael's and bought a few things we needed and lots of things we wanted and we had so much fun. I got home late, but not too late to take Nathan to Subway for the club sandwich he was craving and to make a Kroger run. Now we won't starve this week.
I got up bright and early this morning so I could be at the first Atlanta region NaNoWriMo kick-off party at 10:00 this morning. I had to drive 45 miles to get there, but it was worth it! I met some really cool people, and left even more determined than when I arrived. As I explained to my fellow participants, when I set a goal for myself, I do whatever it takes to achieve it. If I say I'm gonna write 50,000 words during the month of November, I WILL WRITE 50,000 WORDS DURING THE MONTH OF NOVEMBER!!
Next, I picked up son Josh, who turned 22 yesterday. He, Nathan and I celebrated his birthday at the Lenox Grill in Buckhead.
Afterwards, we did a bit of shopping. Josh found a winter coat, and Nathan found a groovy long-sleeved shirt and a studded leather belt. I tried on 45,679 items of clothing at Banana Republic but left empty-handed. I despise what middle age is doing to my body! I've been walking two miles a day; tomorrow, I'm going to walk at least 20!
Finally, I came home, practiced piano (I have a rehearsal tomorrow morning and a performance Wednesday morning; more about that another time) and spent a very frustrating hour or so on the phone before chilling with Nathan and Desperate Housewives. Ah.
My house is a mess and the laundry is threatening to take over the world and tomorrow is Monday. I hate that I will be starting the week out so far behind.
But it was a great weekend. And the next thing I know, it will be Friday again. So, on second thought, I'm going to stop with the complaining and show some gratitude.
For a sister-in-law who's more like a sister. For dining out. For shopping. For writing groups. For fabulous sons.
And for old boyfriends who tell you exactly who they are.