My weekend was pretty good. Friday I took the day off to celebrate Maurice's birthday. We went to MGM grand, played poker with Monopoly money (Texas Hold-em is complicated and will get you broke real quick), and then we watched Biker Boyz. It actually surprised me. It wasn't as useless of a movie as I thought it was going to be. It was actually fairly entertaining.
Saturday, I planned to wake up at 7 am to get dressed and go make cookies for our after-concert Fellowship. What actually happened was the spontaneous decision of my next door neighbor to play the new Alicia Keys CD at 4:30 in the morning. Yeah, I was a little ticked, to say the least. I did wake up and go make the cookies (at my mom's, because the cookies were shortbread and I can't place the frosting on them).
Then I rushed back to my apartment for the writing group meeting that never was. It's pretty useless to have a meeting where no one shows except the group moderators, don't you think.
Then my mom called and tells me that the after-Concert fellowship had been cancelled. So I baked cookies at 7 in the morning FOR NOTHING!
I napped for precisely one hour, and then I got dressed to go to the Concert. I left my apt at 4:15. I did not have to be there until 5, but I wanted to make sure traffic wouldn't be bad(it was snowing on Saturday).
I made it there by a quarter to 5. Needless to say, traffic was fine.
The concert was fabulous. We sang a couple of selections, but the other choirs we invited were astounding. We had praise dancers (children and young adults from our church) and a group which performed songs in sign language. I even learned the signs for "marvelous" and "yes."
The concert lasted three hours, 10 minutes. 3/4 of the way through, I pulled a muscle in my neck and took an 800mg Motrin. By the time I got home, I was ready to pass out. I returned a phone call from loveprincess524 and crashed.
Sunday, I did nothing, zilch, squat. I started Atkins and sat on my bum.
So, that was my weekend. I need more sleep.