Lil Miss Susie Homemaker and Man-Servants

What a wonderful weekend! I saw some friends that I hadn't seen in years, met some new people, and hung out with friends that I really wish I could see more often. I had people staying here from Thursday until Sunday, so for those of you that know me, you know that I had to try to be the perfect little hostess the whole time. I think I finally gave up sometime on Saturday--it is just too much work! :)

The holiday weekend began with me getting up on Thanksgiving morning to cook the family turkey, hence, me becoming Lil Miss Susie Homemaker. Never, ever do anything good--I made the turkey a couple of years back on a dare and now it is my job because it was delicious. Anyways, if you have never cleaned a turkey, you can't possibly imagine how disgusting this job is. In the process I managed to have turkey goo all over me and my kitchen. I think it took me longer to clean the kitchen afterwards than it did to make the mess. It all worked out well in the end--I was told it was my best turkey yet. Of course, they may have just been saying that so that I will do the turkey at Christmas also. So far, they haven't convinced me.

I spent a wonderful day with my family, of course eating too much. All of the food was so delicious that is was difficult to stop, especially when the desserts were brought out. Too much good food, fun, and family. I finally waddled my way home that evening, planning on collapsing on my couch, but my friends had other plans. Turns out that Chris and Shawn were in town and wanted to get together.

Let the party begin! The two of them, as well as Sean and Pat came over that evening and the drinking and poker playing began. That evening Pat also brought his cousin's husband, Lucas. So it was just me and the guys. Interesting times, to say the least. Men wearing my bathrobes, far to many sexual innuendos, and everyone being afraid to go near my ten pound dog. It was such a fun evening though, that I didn't have enough sense to go to bed at a decent hour. Normally this wouldn't have been important, but, when you are getting up the next morning to do an insane amount of shopping, sleep becomes very, very important. I somehow managed to survive Black Friday shopping though, even without sleep.

That evening we had planned for Sean, Shawn, Chris, Pat, and myself to hang out again. Little did I know that the stars had other plans for me that evening. Some of the guys were already there when I received a phone call that I never would have expected--my ex, Chris H. And Chris H. isn't just any ex, he is the ex, the one that I have gone back to many, many times and that I just get stupid about every time we talk. He was in town and wanted to get together. I explained that I had company and invited him to join us and as shocking as it was to me, he did. We spent that evening talking geek talk, and I discovered that I am not nearly the geek that I thought I was. Half the time I didn't have a clue what the guys were talking about. Being the only girl around had its perks. Before the evening was over I started calling the guys my man-servants, getting them to wait on me hand and foot. I got a foot massage from Sean, used both Shawn and Pat at various times for pillows, and I think they all helped to keep my drink fresh. Eventually they caught on to my little game and quit though. Too bad--it was fun while it lasted. The evening with Chris H. went well, though he left unexpectedly while I had a phone call. I am so confused about that situation that I am not even trying to figure it out.

Saturday I had some time to myself while the guys went to see Roger. I spent the day cleaning up the house from the previous nights, and then went out and did some shopping. I now have fabric and supplies to make covers for my floor pillows. I was going to make them that afternoon, but spent too much time picking the stuff out, so I didn't have the time to do it. I also had to sew up one of the floor pillows--seems somehow a hole big enough to fit my foot in (yes, we tried it) got in one of them. See, am I not Lil Miss Susie Homemaker--cooking turkeys, cleaning house, sewing???? I kept trying to get the guys to let me cook them breakfast, but they wouldn't let me.

Saturday ended with yet another night of drunken debauchery. Chris and Shawn had to leave back to Columbus, but Christina made it in finally. She brought Nora and Nora's boyfriend, as well as her boyfriend's brother with her. My neighbor's son, Josh, and his wife, Felicia, also came over. Pat was staying with me, so he had no choice but to be here, and Sean is a glutton for punishment, so he returned also. :) Poker was played, drinks were had, and the night progressed to drunken Twister and bodyslamming. I really need to realize that Twister is not meant for adults, especially drunk ones. This time I ended up taking a knee to my head, bruising the hell out of my jaw. It didn't stop me; I recovered and played a couple more games before we put it away. And then for some reason, people began bodyslamming other people. I finally had to stop that--I was way too worried that something bad was going to happen. Eventually we all decided to call it a night, making plans for breakfast in the morning.

Little did I realize that breakfast was going to be at nine the next morning. I was sleeping, happily curled up in my nice warm bed, when a strange noise awoke me. I sat there for a second, and there it was again. Eventually I figured out it was my doorbell. Christina and Sean were back, ready for breakfast. I could have killed them. I love them though, so I didn't. Pat got up and the two of us managed to get ready to leave, and the four of us headed to Golden Corral for breakfast. It was fun, but I was so freaking tired. When we got back, we visited for a few minutes, then Christina and Sean left again, and Pat and I returned to bed. It was a nice afternoon, without even any phone interruptions. I finally made it back out of bed at about four that afternoon, in time to see Pat off.

Monday, I slept, and slept, and did my best to recover.

It was a great weekend, even if a tiring one. Every time I get to see everyone though, it just makes me miss them more. I really wish that we all lived closer together so that we could see each other on a more regular basis. Every couple of months, or in some cases, every few years, just isn't enough. But, I guess I have to settle for what I can get. I miss you guys already!!!!