This weekend was a killer.
Saturday I baked 12 dozen cookies, a carrot cake from scratch and assembled it all in nice little containers for traveling to the Annual Company Christmas Party. Yes. That party. Hubby and I were both looking forward to this party since the group I work with is the best. And even though this is a little too much TMI, I am going to tell you anyway. They are so fun, in fact I have to wear a pad in the event I piss all over myself, which happened on the golf course with this group already so I was prepared for the worst. Anywho....Hubby and I do not go out partying often. Bars are not our kind of place, since Hubby has SAD (social anxiety disorder) and I can't stand a bunch of drunk bitches hoovering over my hubby. So this was a night we were really looking forward to relaxing, drinking, eating and laughing our arses off. All of those happened and I thought I was in the good until the next morning. It was brought to my attention by my eaves dropping husband that our superintendents wife does not think too much of me. You know what I say? FUCK HER. This what happened........As I tried to sit down that night at one point my ankle give out (I was in 4" heels that were brand new and pointy toe, (see picture). Yeah. So it looked like I stumbled. A drunk stumble) My ankle hurt really bad, but I grinned and barred it so we could enjoy the party without me looking like a whiny attention whore. AS SOON AS I SLIPPED, his wife leaned over to the OWNERS wife and said "Looks like someone has had toooooo much to drink" in the snotty ass tone. In which the owners wife said nothing. As I am being told this the day after I got really pissed off. When we get around this group of people I get a natural high, kinda euphoric of me, almost orgasmic, yes I am an extrovert. I have the most respect for my boss and I would NEVER do anything to embarrass him like get drunk and fall down. NEVER. EVER. But somewhere along the drive home I did suggest to Hubby to stop at the office and get busy, but he was not game. So this morning when I walked into the office I had some 'splaining to do. Luckily we are a small company - 6 employees including the owner. I proceeded to tell them that I was NOT drunk and my ankle situation, and I also told the president to inform his wife because I was aware of the comment made to her. I also told the president that I was disappointed that the superintendents wife thought it would be even remotely proper to make snide remarks about an employee AT the company Christmas Party, loud enough for another person to clearly hear and that it just showed her low level of class and lack of Couth. YEAH I WENT THERE.
Sunday was rough. We attended church in the morning. Then went to my Uncles for lunch. Then I made the biggest mistake ever. I went to the mall with 2 kids, by myself to finish some shopping. Three hours later my daughter was crying her fingers were numb because I made her help carry bags. I bought so much shit from Boscov's we should have helped ease the bankruptcy issue (I needed customer pick up). While we were out and shopping in the mall I decided to get my hubby some gifts. I made the kids PROMISE not to tell or Santa would take away one of their presents for every gift they told on.
This morning as I am trying to do my hair, Hubby walks in with this huge, childish grin 0n his face and says "So honey, I got a huge......"