pigeons
So my weekend kind of sucked but it wasn't Sing-Sing-horrible. Saturday I ended up not doing anything because Paco dissed me hardcore. My mom was nice enough to go and get take out for us for dinner and while driving through Bloomfield she saw Paco and Bradford standing outside of Tessaro's. But I received no phone call despite me telling him that we should just do *something*. I really wish that if he didn't want to hang out with me he would just tell me.
So I watched Saturday Night Live which was pretty good up until a certain point. Queen Latifah hosted and her opening monologue was quite hysterical. Even funnier were all the hip hop references that the audience just didn't get. She's been wearing this ring lately on her right pinky finger that's this enormous Harry Winston deal and it just dazzles me everytime I see it.
Anyway, Ms. Dynamite was the musical guest. I've been enjoying her immensely as of late. Something about her voice kind of irks me but overall I think she's high-quality. The sketches were pretty good until they got to this one which was Queen Latifah and one of the regulars arguing over a ham in a supermarket, which segued into this odd musical number about the ham. I couldn't figure out what was going on and was quickly falling asleep so I decided to just give up before my brain got even more confused.
Then yesterday was the boyfriend's mother's birthday and I decided to cook dinner for everyone. Family dinners are so overrated. Unfortunately, you usually don't remember this until you're four hours into an intense argument over mustard. Nevertheless, my food was the bomb.
The baby had kind of rough weekend. His naps kept getting interrupted and that made him quite pissy and clumsy. He kept falling and at one point even got a fat lip. Poor kid.
I got to watch Six Feet Under last night, though, and that always makes me happy. I don't think I like Lili Taylor. And for some reason, everyone I know seems to really hate Kathy Bates but I think she's awesome.
But, I have a lot of stuff to do this week and I don't want to do any of it. Namely, my profile of the gal from PAAI. I need to get together with her one more time but I don't know when I'm going to. I was hoping for Wednesday but then remembered that I have a dentist appt. that day. I've had to reschedule this appt. twice already and it's really starting to make me wonder why I still have to go to a dentist all the way out in Oakmont. I'm also concerned about the fact that the baby may be uninsured for another month and he needs some shots. Bureaucracy sucks.
