Long Weekend, Short Week

The good thing about long weekends is that, well, they're long. The other good thing is that the following week is short. The bad thing is that it seems to fly by and before I could blink or take a breath, it's already Thursday evening. You win some, you lose some. Really, I don't mind and kind of would like to work 4-day weeks every week.

So, let's see, what did we do on our awesome long weekend? For starters, I ate. A lot. My entire weekend seemed to have revolved around eating.

My parents rolled into town sometime in the early morning hours on Friday. I was lucky enough to get out of work early on Friday afternoon and that, combined with the long weekend ahead, just about saved my life. We met up with my parents, my grandmother and Matt's parents for dinner at the Bavarian Inn. Have you ever been? It's like a walk back in time and Matt and I always joke that we're the youngest people there. Is it really a joke if it's true though? We happen to really like their Friday Fish Fry and German beers. The polka band is only an added bonus.

Saturday, I woke up and went for a run, which was the only physical activity I've had in the past six days now. We took my mom and dad to the Maharaja for their kick ass lunch buffet at which I managed to put myself into a food coma with very little effort. It's just all so good! The weather on Saturday wasn't the greatest around these parts, so we spent the afternoon driving my parents past our dream houses and introducing my dad to some of our favorite neighborhoods. We ended up at Matt's parents' house and stayed there for several hours. Matt had made pulled pork shoulder for dinner Saturday night. You may find it interesting to hear that even I had some. I can eat some pretty strange things, but you put barbecue sauce on just about anything and I'll eat it. Including meat!

On Sunday, we were determined to get out to the lake. The weather seemed iffy, but we decided to go for it regardless. I am SO glad we did. It was FREAKING GORGEOUS out in Oconomowoc! It was easily 15 degrees warmer out there than it was at our house--it really is cooler by the lake! We didn't have any of the boats in the water yet, but we enjoyed just sitting out in the sun, eating and drinking. I scored myself a rockin' farmer's tan on my arms. Indy had a ball and jumped off the pier into the water approximately 1,842 times. To say she was exhausted at the end of the day is an extreme understatement. My dad had never been out to see the lake house, so I was pretty excited that he finally got to see it, even though it wasn't quite all ready yet. We grilled brats that night (not brats for me!). Delicious!

On Monday, I could not have been happier when my alarm went off bright and early as usual and I got to turn it off and then go back to sleep. It was pure heaven! The weather looked pretty nice again, so we decided to go to the lake again. Matt's sister met us out there and we were a little more productive than the day before and we got both wave runners and the ski boat in the water. We went out on a cruise around the lake to really show my dad where we spend our summer weekends. The weather really was in our favor and we totally lucked out. It started to sprinkle just as we were closing up the house to go home. I scored myself a rockin' spider bite on the back of my leg.

We definitely ate a lot, but I was quite surprised to step on the scale Tuesday morning and only see it up 3 pounds. For me, that's nothing considering my weight fluctuates about 5 pounds each day. It just completely killed my get up and go and I've been a lazy blob all week.

And, back to that spider bite. I noticed a bump on the back of my leg on Monday afternoon and, out of habit, immediately started poking at it. Monday night, I looked at it and saw that it was red with bruising in a ring around it. Not really thinking, I figured it was bruised because I was poking at it and/or I bumped it. I mean, let's be serious, I'm always covered in bruises that I don't remember getting so the fact that I had a bruise was hardly earth shattering. Tuesday at work, I happened to be using the restroom and noticed it again (had totally forgotten about it) and thought hmmm, it's really bruised, I bet it's a spider bite. I did what any logical person would do and WebMD'd it. Have you ever punched your symptoms into WebMD? It will tell you you're dying, every time. The pictures of the spider bites that came up were NOT something I wanted nor needed to see during lunch and only convinced me I had been bitten by a black widow and I was sure to die or, at the very least, lose my leg in a matter of moments. Since it is now Thursday and I've neither died nor lost my leg, I am happy to report that, while the bite is still there, it has not gotten worse. Success! Unfortunately, the farmer's tan has not seen such improvement. I guess it's a good thing that our dress code at work doesn't allow us to wear sleeveless shirts.

Unfortunately, as I'm sure you've noticed, this post contains approximately no pictures to prove my weekend was as awesome as I claim. You'll just have to take my word for it. The camera works, I had it with me, but I didn't use it.

It was tough going back to work after such a great weekend. I had so much fun seeing my parents again--I just wish they'd come visit more often! And, this weekend really got me itching for summer and I can't wait to spend as much time as I can out at the lake.