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Friday, November 10, 2006

My weekend - a preview

I'm sure y'all are just chompin at the damn bit as to what my plans are right? Well, currently I am working. Sorta. Then, the hubs is grilling us some yummy burgers for din din. Gots to love that. He is off today and had a doctor's appt for his diabetes and high blood pressure. The dude is 40 and falling the fuck apart. That is what I get for marrying a man that old. ;) Damn insurance best be paid up.
Tomorrow, I work, so does the hubs but then we are having a yummy Italian dinner out with the Momenator. It is not really a date night since we are bringing our own chaperone, but I'll take what I can get. We may go see a flick after - either The Return with SM Gellar or that Christian Bale flick. I could not give 2 craps what the Christian Bale movie is about. He's in it. Good nuff.
Sunday, the hubs works, so it's church for me, then lunch with Karen at Houstons. I so love that place. Then home to clean house and watch the Steelers play the Saints. They play them maybe every 5 or so years. Last time it was down here and I got to go. Steelers lost. Ask me if I gave a shit. They warmed up right in front of me. I almost shit. I felt like those psychopathic women who faint at the site of like Elvis or the Beatles. If I ever get to see a home game at Heinz field, seriously, I will have to medicate myself.
Monday is nothing special. The hubs works in the morning and I don't think we have any special plans after that. I may do some more Xmas shopping, but other than that, nothing major.
A quiet weekend. The type that I LOVE.

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Elizabeth at 2:22 PM

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at 4:56 PM Blogger Annejelynn said...

when I first saw Christian Bale as a kid in 'Empire of the Sun,' I swore then that I knew he'd grow up to be a yummy man - indeed.

 
at 9:18 PM Blogger Dixie said...

Enjoy that Italian dinner!

 
at 9:51 PM Blogger Monogram Queen said...

Enjoy your week-end Hon!

I bought a cheese-head while in WI and almost peed mysef just from the excietment of that

 
at 10:59 PM Blogger Tammy said...

How is it that you became a Steelers fan? You're a New Orleansite who grew up in California, no?

 
at 10:02 AM Blogger Kami said...

YUM. HOUSTON'S.

Anyway, I think Tammy wants you to be a Cowgirls fan.

Italian sounds good. Perhaps that's what we'll do tonight.

 
at 11:40 AM Blogger Sheri & SuZan said...

Steelers Fan?

I. Am. Shocked!

:)

Have a great weekend.

 
at 2:18 PM Blogger Unknown said...

May your weekend be a memorable one! (Thus far mine isn’t).

 
at 11:23 PM Blogger Pissy Britches said...

Happy weekend you HAB.
I heart you.
Have a fabulous time eatin all that yumminess.

 
at 5:33 PM Blogger Nap Queen said...

You're christmas shopping? I officially hate you. I can't shop for presents when it's 90 outside. I just can't.

 
at 10:23 AM Blogger Melanie said...

The nicknames you give people totally crack me up!

 

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