Saturday night we went to one of my fave restaurants, Brio.
Started with a sangria Rosa
Then chicken florentine bruschetta appetizer
They had sent me an email for a free entree for my birthday… The beef medallions and shrimp scampi (a$23 plate!) Omg was it amazing.
The man had campenelle carbonara mmmmm
We finished off with strawberry drizzled cheesecake *drool*
Because of my free entree, and a free appetizer card from a previous visit, our bill was half price!
Oh and here’s us (:
It was a rainy night so my hair was naturally curly, didn’t bother to do more with it cuz it was already cute! Also wore my new $5 sparkly flats from Walmart!
Him in his fancy suit I bought for his birthday!
We managed to bring leftovers home, so we didn’t stuff ourselves and end up in pain! It was a good night out for my birthday!
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Is peace of mind worth to you?
To me, its worth about 150 Miles.
Because that's how far away Marc is now.
It's so hard for me to believe now, that this was the man I was so in love with for the last 4 years of my life. Things started out so great, and ended so horribly, and now, he's in jail serving an 8 year sentence. Possibility of parole not until 2011. He just doesn't look the same to me anymore. Not at all. It kills me to see him thrown his life away.
Oh boy oh boy was I one meeeeaaaan bitch yesterday.
Well it didn't start out that way… I got up early-ish around 8:30, and after a while started being semi-productive, did some laundry, mostly blankets, put Ellie's kennel away since she doesnt really use it anymore and it was beginning to be a stacking ground for crap. I also put away all my laundry go me! I just kinda started doing it and didnt realize it till I was half way done, and by then I figured I better just finish the damn thing!
Since I was told the other day that Marc wanted me to go visit him, I spent my last $8.50 in gas, that bought 2.6 gallons, and headed up there. It's not close. At all. I wasn't scared or nervous this time, seeing as how I was told he wanted to see me and talk to me. So I get there, stand in the forever long line, check in and a lil while later get called to go upstairs. Once I get up there, the deputy tells me he called down to his area, and that he is REFUSING THE VISIT. Are you fucking KIDDING ME? I just drove all the way up here, wasted that money, gas, time, makeup and energy for fucking NOTHING.
So I headed home, I wasn't too angry at that time, just kinda disappointed. But by the time I got home, crawled in bed under my blanket and laid with Kisa I was FURIOUS. How DARE he refuse my visit. I can't express the anger that was inside of me it was that intense. Of course people felt bad, and I got lectured by others coughYodcough but It was something I felt I needed to do. I'm still very angry. I may just waste .41 cents and write him a mean letter just to get it all out, but I may not. I know I need to just move on and get on with my life, which is what I have been doing hello NG1, 2, and 3. But I still feel that there is some closure that needs to happen between us. Who knows. wtfever.
I was so angry I took it out on everyone, including Ellie, but she was being a brat all weekend. I really should have taken her to the park, or for a walk or something but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. If she'd just stop eating cat poop and stop biting at everyones feet when we try to walk around the house it wouldn't be that bad.
Two people called in today at work, so I'm working on the mail desk today, but just until 12, because I have to go downtown for and Ethics and Accountability class at 1pm. Hopefully it lets out at 4, and I can go home early. That'd be sweeeeet.
My roommate started his new shift today 6-2:30, and his stupid ass let Kisa outside this morning before he left, and never let her back in. So she was out there probably from 5:30 till 7:00am when I got up and went upstairs. I'm really sick of him just letting them out. Just because they paw at the door doesn't mean you have to open it for them. They're CATS they don't dictate what happens. Or he uses the excuse "she slipped out with the dog".. well put your fucking foot there and BLOCK Her from following the dog. Not that fucking hard dude. The same thing happened last night. Chan and Chase were dropping me off around the same time he got home, so instead of just WALKING IN THE FRONT DOOR he stood there with it open staring at the car being fucking nosey and Kisa got out. So I had to stay up and wait and call her for like a half an hour before she decided she wanted to come back in. He was like oh.. the door, and I was carrying bags, and the dog was there and she, she just got out. Wtfever dude. So I wrote him an email this morning asking that he doesn't let her out in the mornings anymore, esp since it's supposed to snow later this week. I don't want my baby out there in the cold snowy mornings!
So now, I don't have evenings to myself AGAIN. I'll be holed up in my room for sure at least It'll be motivation to finish cleaning it I guess. There's not much more to do.. but I guess I'll get it done now.