I'm baaaaaaack.

Hello good readers. What is happening in your world?

This weekend was overwhelming for a plethora of reasons. Friday night I spent at the Rathskeller, both drinking the requisite boatload of beer and eating a bratwurst. Life is good. Life was even better because Sister was kind enough to give me keys to her place so I could walk home after. Lovely, lovely.

On Saturday morning, I got my sorry ass up early and was heading home when I spotted numerous yard sales in the Herron Morton neighborhood. I do not need to mention to many of you that I *heart* yard sales. I bought a baby gate (.50) for my house as my friends seem to be procreating at the speed of light, two Pampered Chef measuring devices for $1 each, a couple of jewelry boxes for $5 and a biscotti/coffee for .75. It was a lovely time.

Then I raced home to get clean before seeing my beloved Evolution. I didn't want him to see me in the advanced state of disrepair I was in. Let's see, I had drank the night before, slept fitfully, ground my head into the pillowcase, smeared eye makeup and was dirty/dusty from the day before. No, no, no.

Grabbed a quick shower and headed to Lifetime to see him. Got there a few minutes early, didn't see him, so headed to the Cafe for a quick breakfast. I knew I'd be in the chair at least two hours and most likely three, as we tend to gab.

Evolution made my hair BEAUTIFUL. Seriously, it is gorgeous. I stare at it a lot. I probably look like a completely vain nutjob but he did amazing work!!!

And apparently I made him cry. *sigh* I should say that Evolution and I have a way of delving deep into topics in our lives and I had read his blog which detailed his want of children and his partner's complete reluctance and I asked him about it. He asked me what I thought of his trade, uterus for house and I talked to him about it. I knew I had affected him pretty deeply when he returned from 'cleaning' the mixing bowls of color but I did not know I had made him cry. I am sorry, friend. I gave him some advice based on my own life and we both ended up pretty emotional over it. Therapy via haircolor. Whew.

Also, Evolution, as I know you read this, I want to know about the trainer I thought was hot and you disparaged against. Please, divulge, I am dying to know!!!

So after having thoroughly hot hair, I head up to Carmel to have lunch at Kona Grill. One sushi sampler later and about a bucket of iced tea, I am happy. I do a little shopping on the way home and get back around 5.

I was expecting to see my former college roommate and her family on Saturday night but she called late and I slept through her phone call, despite my ringer being on high. *sigh* I will see her on May 5 when she returns to town from Chicago.

Sunday was all about laundry and getting ready for the big shindig for our culinary students. Yes, kids, I spent yesterday from 2-10 doing work stuff in Carmel. I shmoozed, I charmed, I smiled, I greeted -- all for our culinary arts students. My feet hurt today and it was very hard to get up this morning. There are some pictures of me at the event that I may post for your viewing pleasure. It was quite a night.

Today was mercifully quick. I had three meetings (2 out of office) and had a grant write up to finish. I even managed to leave at 5 (!!) a minor miracle for me. So I am home, blogging, and will soon be packing for Florida. Cannot wait.

Leave tomorrow at 8. :)