It's Monday again? Didn't we just have this last week?
I hate that I live for the weekends.
Monday - Friday I feel like I am just exisiting,
but when Friday rolls around it's like life has been restored finally.
Does anyone else feel like this?
This weekend was good & bad.
Friday was our employee appreciation day so
after all the festivities at work, I took the rest of the day off.
I got to spend time with my niece!
I also managed to squeeze in a pedicure at the only
Podiatrist owned nail salon in GA.
Overpiced a bit but at least I know it's clean & sanitary.
I picked up this cute little new cup for myself.
Saturday the hubby & I took my mom to see
Quidam by Cirque du Soleil.
It was an amazing show and made
me wish I would have stayed in gymnastics.
Those gals & guys are quite flexible.
Sunday we spent most of the day with my hubby's family
and then went to my mom's house afterwards and hung out with her.
The bad news of the weekend:
I have a friend who's 3 year old daughter
choked to death on a hotdog.
I don't know all the specifics, other than
she choked on the hotdog last Friday, was put into a medically induced
coma all week, and then died this past Friday.
So please say a prayer for her, her husband, and other 3 kids!