Is the weekend really freakin’ over? It flies by. This weekend was kinda hectic. The Big Guy was in golf tourney all day Saturday and then I had bridal dress shopping today with my BFF, yeah I said it, Robs and my sissies. In between we were trying, I said trying, to clean the house and look at potential homes since my jackass of a hubby is obsessed with house hunting! LOL.

Consensus on the whole house thing is we have to find something that totally wows us and blows us out of the water like a big whale fart. Yeah, that just isn’t really happening. Today, we did find one that backed to the Susquehanna River on a good amount of land and has a pretty sweet ass kitchen. We loaded The Tribe up in the caravanarama in the pissing rain and road up to have a look-see. It was sold! Those butt munches forgot to update the website. The Big Guy was all fired up, “I am going to go back in there and ask for gas money, unprofessional douche bags, how hard is it to update a site”. “Yeah, you do that, assholian dynamite!”

Dress shopping. Ahhh, the days. I remember looking for my dress and being all obsessed with every stupid little detail of that big ol’ day. Now looking back on it, I was so flippin’ stupid. Does all that shit even matter in the dig scheme of life? Hell no.

But I did have fun with my sissies and Robs. She found a gorgeous dress that she looked stunning in. Very excited for her!!! So the search for the bridesmaid dresses goes on. One dress, 7 different body types. That is asking for trouble, especially when biatches are involved. We can be so caddy. Ugh, why must we have hormones?

And we finally cleaned. Big accomplishment. The Big Guy is the best hubby some times. He helped me scrub and wipe and do all the fun shit that goes along with it. I miss having a cleaning lady, but it is $220 extra dollars in our pocket each month, which adds up. And my cleaning lady was a b-i-a-t-c-h!

So where are we now? Well, I just wrote for my diabetes site, thank the sweet lord. I found a good topic on genetic testing and risk factors, some good shiznit. The Big Guy and I are attempting to spend some time “together”, I think, if I remember what it is, but I keep writing on the computer and he is laying here watching Police Academy from like 1984 with one hand down his pants and the other on the clicker. What the hell? H-O-T!!! Haha!

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