The fun times started on Friday night when I got to "work" in Starbucks. I still don't understand how people claim to work full time in a coffee shop. I have the perfect job for that - working on my laptop and writing- but there is still no way I can be productive for more than an hour or two in that place.
Post Starbucks, um, "work" I went to a local pizza place called Lupi's. We went there once before and had incredible food, so I wanted to try it again and this time sample their gluten free crust because of my newly diagnosed wheat allergy. Guess what? It was bad. Tim tried to be nice and tell me it was pretty good, but it wasn't. I was drooling over the other pies in the restaurant.
|Gluten-Free Pizza with fresh mozzarella, baby spinach, ham and onions.|
It was actually a lot of fun. I closed my eyes and pretended that my lemonade was beer like everyone else was drinking, and that helped. Three weeks of antibiotics means that I will be living the sober life for a while. God help my husband.
Saturday I had a ménage à trois with my lovers. You know, couch and television. I was feeling pretty sick (must have been all that lemonade) so I crashed on the couch for a day and watched two movies and too many hours of reality television interspersed with naps. It was a tough day.
|Like this. Without the workout gear.|
Monday I was confused. Holiday? Workday? Race Day? There was a nearby 5k I was hoping to participate in but the antibiotics probably don't mix too well with racing, so I settled for a day with a friend at the pool. I didn't take a picture all day, but here's the pool I was at:
Except instead of that quiet and peaceful water, imagine 50 frat boys and their drunken sorority sisters. The apartment complex where my friend lives is just a few minutes from the University of Tennessee-Chattanooga campus, so this is clearly party central for the summer. I enjoyed an afternoon of gossip, spying on drunk people and then an evening of my best lobster impersonation (bright red).
Weekend = success.
So go ahead: tell me why your weekend was better than mine. Any Memorial Day racers?
There were two local races just around my little town, so I imagine plenty of you were out there in your respective races!
The perfect pool for you is a) quiet and serene, or b) lively, has live music and plenty of booze.
Depends on the day. You can't beat an empty pool most of the time, but a few beers never hurt anyone.