Banged up and Bruised

Well it's been quite the week and weekend. I managed to sneak out of work a bit early Friday and spend some time with the ladies of my family prior to my Uncle's birthday party. It was fun, spontaneous and silly. All things I needed after a busy and stressful work week. And spending time with the ladies provided a nice dose of feminine energy after a bit of a testosterone soaked week.

The rest of my weekend was pretty good. Other members of my family have not quite fared as well. My grandmother had to go to the emergency room due to a sore hip. My Dad tripped over the pool robot (it was wintering in the garage). My uncle got hurt by a ladder at a fire (he's a firefighter and he's ok). My brother threw his back out and can only stand. My mother, well, she takes the cake.

While getting out of the car at the grocery store and looking very cute, by her telling, she got her heel caught in her purse and took a dive into the parking lot (fashion can sometimes be painful). She ended up with a chunk missing out of her chin, covered in blood and with two very bruised knees. She did not break her glasses, which was good. She's going to be really sore tomorrow.

Add to that my aunt completely wiping out my Mom's air freshener (the kind with the sticks and oil) and creating a lavender scented oil slick in the front hallway and it was quite the weekend.

Weekend Update

So this weekend started with a nice dinner on Friday night. You can never go wrong with a steak wrapped in bacon and crusted with blue cheese. Mmmmm, blue cheese. The rest of the evening was interesting but left me feeling a bit out of sorts and like a cat that's been petted the wrong way. Saturday early morning yoga and a venting phone call with my girl in Portland helped me put things in perspective, which I sorely needed. The evening was catching up with the girls helped along with wine and pizza from Upper Crust at a charity wine tasting. It was held in Crate and Barrel, which was really fun. The wines were great, expect for the one Argentinian red that made us all sad and unhappy.

Also making me unhappy was the man who did not understand the difference between being polite and being interested. I was being polite as he was a friend of a friend. I figured he'd take the hint when I just turned and headed to the bar to get some more wine. Nope, he waited about 2 minutes and followed me. Then proving to be a master of the painfully obvious uttered "I followed you". No kidding.

Today was spent sitting at the kitchen table vistin with my Grandmother and being fed by my Mom. A good day all around!

I Voted!

Today was finally the day to vote. At least for me, as I know friends in other states got their ballots by mail already. I personally love going to the elementary school gymnasium where I cast my ballot. The sweet old ladies who check my address and the dapper elderly gent who hands me my ballot are the same people I see every time I go.

Voting in my town means connecting two brackets with a Sharpie marker drawn line. It’s not so much civic duty as art and crafts time! If I manage to walk out of the booth with no black marker all over my hands it’s a victory. This is no easy task for a lefty who smudges ball point pen when writing.

This time it really seemed important to get out and vote. Even though I am not in a swing state, I feel that after these last 8 years of having my personal rights stamped on by an administration that forgot all about the people of this country while engaged in their own selfish self-interests, I needed my vote counted.

So tonight, I am trying to avoid the pundits and their ceaseless conjecture about who is winning before the results are in. I am gorging myself on the visually beautiful Mad Men as I work through the pile from Netflix on my coffee table. And when I am done, I hope we have a new president!