A journal written by an Irish-American lad living in New Jersey with the love of his life Maggie, a handsome Sheltie named Duffy, and a maniacle cat called Chainsaw. Mostly nonsense, some rants and ramblings. Often amusing.

Monday, May 08, 2006

My Weekend in a Nutshell

I've been awake since 3 am so I'll do my best to get through this without too many errors.
On Friday night, we brought dinner to a coworker of mine who had emergency open-heart surgery. He had like his fourth bypass. His poor wife had Zombified since Tuesday when they rushed him in. So the Lovely One called and asked if she would like a nice hot meal for her and her two kiddos. So after working all day, the Lovely One came home and made her deelish Mac and cheese. And a batch of brownies. We delivered them and spent a few minutes chatting then came home.
Once home we spotted our groovy neighbors across the street. They often sit on their patio and often, we join them. Stacey came running over adn invited Herself over. I had afew little things to do and I joined them after. We were sitting having some drinks, listening to some music, basicall winding down after a long work week with friends. Well Keith and Stacey have aneighbor who's a bit a bit, well, how can I say this nicely??...He's fucking coo-coo. Keith has a chiminea and he burns it quite often. Captain CrazyPants next door screams and yells becuase he doesn't want Keith to burn it, saying it affects his childrens asthma. To which Keith replies, a: quit smoking around them and/or b; close your windows and run your a/c. Crazy says, no that doesn't help. He has 'soot' around his vents in his home and it's all because of Keith's chiminea. He has really caused alot of problems for our friends
This night we saw the Captian pull up and we immediately extinguished the fire. Well, he runs over and starts screaming at Keith calmy tells him, 'we extinguished it for you. It's out' The guy insists it's not and anways, that's not good enough. Keith, still calm at this point, God knows how, tells the guy to pound sand. We put it out. Leave us alone. The guy continues and now Keith's calmness is gone. They are now yelling across the fence. Stacey kindly offers to adjust the Captains attitude for him but he refuses. He says he will call the cops so Keith says "no. I will." and he does. The police tell him he's doing nothing wrong and will send someone out. Well, noone ever came. So the saga of the chiminea continues. We thought we (all the neghbors around Captain, would buy chimineas and light 'em up on the same night...hee-hee..After a late night we head home to bed and crash.
On Saturday we head out to the lush country side of PA to see the Lovely One's childhood best-friend. Debbie (Bat1)is a wonderful person and has been going through a bit of a bad spell lately. She has met a new man and gotten new digs (which are by the way fabulous and the best thing is they are in an adult community. NO KIDS!!) and thigns are starting to turn around for her. And that makes us happy. We had a great day and traffic wasn't too bad. On our way Herself had the thought that maybe Debbie wouldn't have beer in the house. After I regained control of the car I simply said I'm sure she will. When we arrived Debbie hugged me and told me to go into the kitchen and get myself a beer. She said "Would I not have beer if I knew you were coming?"
So whilst Herself and Deb played catch up, Don and I sat out on the patio shooting the breeze. Don's a really nice guy and he seems to genuinely care for Debbie. Don got the fire going and we had a great dinner. Steaks, some chicken and salads. All served out side on the big glass patio table. The table was packed with food, drink, candles and lots of laughter. As the night wore on we moved indootrs for more merriment. About 12 Herself and Meself decided to hit the road. Well, we got a wee bit lost. See, route 76 and 276 (PATurnpike) are one road for a brief bit heading west. Returning east, they are two very different roadways. I got onto route 76 and realised immediately, to both our chagrin, we were heading in the wrong direction. Well, in western PA the eits are really, really far apart..so after a lost 20 minutes I hit the first exit I saw and before getting off the roadway, did an illegal u-turn and got back onto 76 and finally we were on our way. We got home at almost 2 and were both immediately in bed.
Sunday Herself had errands to do and I did some little things around here. The sun was starting to fall behind the trees when I sparked the grill and we had a lovely dinner on the patio.
We then caught our Sunday night shows, Sopranos Cold Case, Big Love..and went to bed exhausted. Today I may take a personal day and sleep all day...if I'm lucky.

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