Usually I like to relax as much as possible on the weekends. So last week, when I knew the upcoming weekend was going to be busy, I was kind of bummed. Not bummed I guess, because some of my plans were intended to be fun, but just… wishing it didn’t all fall in the same weekend. It ended up being rather enjoyable though.

Friday
After work, the Giraffe and I went to my dad’s and hung out with my little brother while my dad took Des (his wife, my “step-mom”) out for her birthday. Little bro is a riot, so we had a good time.

Saturday
I had a 1-credit class from 9 to 6, which I was heavily dreading, but it was thankfully not so horrible. I even managed to talk myself and a friend out of the class around 3. We then managed to get ourselves (for free) into the Women’s Expo that was going on downtown. And it was such a lovely day that I was thrilled to be able to walk around the city. After the Expo, where we met up with another friend, the three of us walked to a little tavern for dinner. Post-food, we strolled back to our cars – it’s so nice to stroll when your nose isn’t freezing off! That night I chilled with the Giraffe for a few hours.

Sunday
This was supposed to be the day I deep-cleaned my G&G’s condo (where I”m staying – they get home this week!), but it was too amazingly gorgeous to be inside all day. A little cleaning got done in the morning, but then I had lunch with the Giraffe, his dad and his brother. And after lunch, I just couldn’t go home, I needed to be outside. So the Giraffe and I went miniature golfing!

The last time I mini-golfed (at that exact location even) was only a few weeks after Brad and I broke up. Robin and her boyfriend took me to get me out of the house, and I remember feeling shrouded in sadness, but trying to muster as much enjoyment as I could. I laughed and smiled, but it felt so forced. This time, I had so much fun. Geuine fun. It’s amazing how much has changed in seven months. After putt-putt, we decided to sit outside and read, and then I fell asleep. Then, finally, FINALLY I got around to cleaning. The Giraffe offered to help, and he is one bad-ass cleaner. So much better than me! In fact, he’s such an efficient cleaner that we had that place glimmering with enough time left over to make a frozen pizza and watch a movie.

I have pictures that would help make this weekend recap much more interesting, but I never have time to sit down and get them off my camera. So just use your imagination I guess. See, there’s me sitting on a fake rock surrounded by fake green turf, holding a small putter and a bright green golf ball. Maybe I’ll post that photo later and see how accurate your imaginations are.