I have had 4 fabulous days off. It was nice.

I only got to hang out with J for the first 2 as he had to work but it was good.

I lost my cell and some guy found it. Anyways, it was a bit of a panic but apparently it is all good. I dont have it yet, its at my in-laws place as the guy was closer to their home than mine.

Other than that, we made some Ikea furniture in prep for the July arrival on Friday. It was fine. No biggie.

On Saturday, we were at home just lazing around. Actually J was watching the NCAA championship thingys. So most of the day was gone there.

On Sunday, J went to work, I cleaned and both of us went over to my in-laws.

Yesterday, I was at home cleaning, organizing, doing laundry and such and J was at work.

I did pass out on the couch for an hour and half - which was interesting. I was watching TV and decided that I should have nap or a cat nap, if you will. Next thing I know, its almost 4 in the afternoon and I was starving (a common thing these days). Oh well.

It was a restful weekend so that was good. Rarely do I wake up after a weekend when some energy. Today I did - which was a nice change.

Weekend

I saw the movie Heaven - its is really good. Very haunting.

I alo bought a $190 iron. The best you can find. Which makes me happy cause now I wont mind ironing that much!

I also got blamed for a breakin at my inlaws house. (Nobody got hurt, they stole the pressure washer and some tools). But I get the phone call Sunday morning, my mil on the line, asking me why did I not close the garage door yesterday when I left?
BTW - I came in at 1pm and left at 8, J was with me and when I came, the garage door was open.
When we left, my inlaws were outside chatting, true they could not see the garage but they were outside.
Of course I point this out and my mil says something to the effect of, "oh you should be more careful cause we are old and you should closed the door!" Then, of course in my true mil style, she says "oh, I am not blaming you but you need to be more careful"
I asked if anyone was hurt and what they took and then hung up. I am glad I dont live there anymore. I am done being the scapegoat for everything. Whateves!