We started the week off with Scott's birthday.
The big 4-0.
I had to work, and he is on vacation this week, so it was pretty uneventful.
I cried a lot about the stupid cat, and how heartbroken my sister may be feeling.
After work, he, my mother, sisters, Steven, and Lily went to eat at Scott's favorite place.
I had a really good New Years Eve.
The Stars played the Rangers, and won!!!!
I saw this after the game.
Two hours after I fall asleep I get a call from work that the Breakfast Hostess was in the ER, and the backup couldn't make it. I have NO idea how to prepare the breakfast, I have always taken over once it was set up.
4:30am, in the rain.
I may have forgot the milk.
I did learn that the new shirt requires an undershirt, and I didn't even think to check.
I didn't really care who won the Oregon/Florida State Game, but the internet did!
And then the Alabama game started. There are honestly hundreds of Twitter and Facebook posts that made me LOL, but I will only subject you to a few.
They lost, BTW.
Scott is still pouting.
So Friday night was pretty chill. I was complaining that our internet is still crap, and may or may not have been watching Hocus Pocus on ABC Family. I see a vehicle park right up in our yard. I think nothing, then I see another. I peek out of the window, and I see the Town Marshal coming out of the neighbors house. I have heard them screaming at each other all evening, which it nothing new. I didn't even look outside. I know that they didn't kill each other because I could hear her from inside her house. I see their 3 year old running around, so I knew he was okay. Now I haven't talked to any of them, but from what my wondering eyes could make out is, she threatened to leave him, he grabbed her, and she pulled a knife. They kept looking in the back of his truck. IDK. She came out twice, and they yelled at her to go back inside or she was going to jail.
She was so drunk she couldn't even walk. The little boy got his car seat of out her car himself and put it in another vehicle, and the dad and he left. CRAZZZZZY!!!!
Keeping it classy.
Saturday morning I woke to a lot of rain and wind. I didn't remember any news of bad weather. I checked my phone, and it specifically said "42 degrees- Showers".
I turn on the tv, no signal.
I put on a bra and shoes.
The satellite came on and it said we were in a tornado warning.
I grab my phone, and it gave me this:
I take back about eating lettuce, I went over my calorie mark at lunch time. I had leftover pizza for breakfast, and then Scott and I ate Mexican for lunch.
Blame the guacamole.
The world lost a good man Saturday morning.
Reverend J.D. McNeal was a blessing and honor to know. Growing up, he was the grandfather to my two friends, and my boss-lady's father. He always had a smile, a joke, and he genuinely cared for everyone.
Here is this weeks edition of things I stole from Facebook and Twitter.
I enjoy sports, binge watching TV, food, reading, and slightly bearded men.
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