Sunday, August 23, 2009

I Got My Baby Back . . .

Today couldn't have been more of a Gilmore Day if it had been filmed and broadcast on the WB.

It was a whirlwind weekend and every bit of it was fun. Friday morning I dropped off the mower at the repair shop (again) and hit the road to Pittsburgh. My best friend Jennifer and I pulled into the Dunkin Donuts parking lot about 10 minutes apart, headed to her house got dolled up and headed out for a girls night on the town. I met Jennifer at freshman orientation the summer before I started college and she's been like a sister to me ever since. Meeting up with Marla, who I haven't seen since we tailgated at a Steelers game two years ago, was the perfect way to start off the night. Add in having pierogies as an appetizer option and a salad that comes with french fries on it, and you know you're in the 'Burgh. I even let Jennifer talk me into going to the crappiest bar in Pittsburgh and dancing to hip hop, but we all make sacrifices for our friends.

Saturday morning I ran Jennifer into work downtown and we hit the strip to stock up on Steeler's gear. Kaitlyn and I are now completely ready for football season as we are in possession (finally) of two black and yellow feather boas and enough temporary tattoos to last us until Superbowl Sunday. With the preliminary shopping done, I headed up to North Hills for lunch with the Bouceks where I finally got to pick up K for good. It was a very long (albeit quiet) six weeks with her gone on the Summer Fun Tour. K and I headed back downtown, got a quick tour of Jennifer's office and hit the strip to finish our shopping. At $5 a pop, we were able to complete outfit out VB neighborhood for the entire season.

Then it was back to Jennifer's for the Steelers preseason game against the Redskins (we won't talk about that) and a nice visit with her mom who stopped by.

This morning we hit the road on schedule and had a great trip home. My mom is here for the week and luckily pulled in the driveway about an hour before we did. It will be the only hour of peace and quiet she has all week. A few hours in the neighbor's pool, some grilled cheese sandwiches and one showered kid later and we are settled in for the night.

Sometimes, life is very, very good.

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