title courtesy of some lyrics that are in my head. yet another erin.
i would love to expound upon my weekend. . .but i think it would be best expressed in highlights. first though, i just have to say. HOLY SCHNICKES! i'm going to london for christmas! just booked the tickets now. damnit, janet. this is exciting!
anyway. this was my weekend.
tommy boy. austin powers. happy gilmore. south park. ace ventura. bring it on. my cousin vinny.
all in a row. in that order.
jt. rucking. mauling. scrumming. the olive garden. wins. losses. yuengling. bop it. colliding weenies in the final. that was the best.
hmm. ok, so maybe it wasn't all that and a bag of chips. we did pretty well though, all things considered. a good rugby weekend.
also, i broke my left pinky. well, i'm not sure that it's broken, and i probably won't know for awhile, since i have three more weekends to play. but i heard it snap, and you know when you just know something is off with your body? yeah. it's broken. it's huge and blue. i always wanted a sausage for a finger. riiiight.
yesterday, we tried to soup up her car. accessorize it. there wasn't enough time though, because our nap ran too long. but a nice drive was had, nonetheless. on the way back we thought up halloween costumes and i bought her a skateboard. we played with it outside once we were home, while the laundry was washing and drying. even though it clearly said on the package. "never skateboard at night". we're gonna get good at this.