Ok well really, I was only moody on Sunday because the 16 year old I plan on marrying was in bed until all hours of the day and the apartment was a disaster causing the little patience I had to disappear. Not that I blew up at him or anything, I just dropped off what I had to drop off and left because I knew if I stayed any longer I would explode. So I removed myself from the situation. That is step 1 in anger management.
Saturday was good because it was all sunny and warm and Chad spent 4 hours at my house cleaning out his car. And when I say 4 hours I am maybe exaggerating buy 30 minutes but not really.
We then headed over to my Nonnas house which is a few houses away so Chad could vacuum out his car. I took the time to go around the outside of her house to take pictures of it. It was a beautiful day and even though the garden hasn’t been set up yet everything just looked so pretty. It was one of those moments where I realized that she wont be around forever so I should take some pictures so that I always remember.
So then it was Sunday.
We had brought a poster to Michael’s craft store to get custom framed a while back and they said it would take a max. of 2 weeks to get done but that they would most likely phone us and tell us it was ready before the two weeks were up. So I waited and realized yesterday that it had been well over two weeks and still no call. I called them up and it turned out that they did have it there and I could come pick it up. So I phoned Chad to see what he was up to and if we could go pick it up. It was after 1 and he was still in bed half asleep and said he wouldn’t be ready for a while if I wanted him to come with me. So I said forget it, I had nothing to do and so I went on an adventure by myself.
The weather was all warm and nice and I thought that since nothing was planned for the afternoon we maybe could have gone for a walk or gone to the park or something. So I picked up the picture and headed over to Chads so we could hang it up and what not. Well as I mentioned earlier he was still in bed laying in a stink fest. There were shoes all over the hall way (my number one pet peeve) and beer bottles and recycling everywhere. This wasn’t the first time I found myself in this exact same situation. I was expecting him to at least be up at this point attempting to refresh the room of his filth. This was not what I found. So I just let him be and went home.
Tonight I am going out for din din with my friends Sasha who I haven’t seen in like a year other then a brief visit at our engagement party. She is friggin hilarious so I am very excited for food and Sasha. “I like pineapples, they are fruity yet exotic.” “Oh, you mean like your Dad?”
More pictures from Saturday are on flickr.



































