Had a pretty nice weekend overall. Thursday after work hubby met me and we went for lunch at a Vietniemese restaurant, it was yummy, and they had bubble tea. We worked at the daquiri shop in the evening. Friday afternoon we checked out the renovated theaters at Canal place (yay! Cheese plate) and saw The Girl Who Played With Fire. Friday night we sorta just vegged around the house. Saturday hubby drove me and I went to a Lolita tea meet up. People were late, and I was probably the oldest person there, but I still had fun. The tea and food were wonderful. The rest of the evening we just hung out, watched Doctor Who, vegged out. Sunday we saw Inception (pretty good) and then worked at the daquiri shop. So difficult to get up this morning! Hubby seemed sort of irritated all weekend. I don't know if it was at me, or in general or what. On sunday he mentioned he was frustrated about his art, that he didn't think it was where it should be (I don't know what that means... I'm not an artist.) so maybe that's what he was in a sour mood over.

Just as the best part starts, it ends so abruptly..

Don't you hate when a good dream is interrupted by the alarm clock? I was having a good James Spader/hubby dream when my alarm rudely went off this morning. Backstory: By "james spader/hubby" (get your mind out of the gutter, I don't mean "slash"...not that I would be opposed...). My husband resembles a young James Spader. That was actually the first thing I said to him when I met him. Seriously, his high school graduation pic screams James Spader in pretty in pink (Minus the rich boy asshole personality). I have a mega crush on Mr Spader, so it's a nice bonus. The dream, it was honestly hard to tell if it was my husband, or said actor (cira "secretary", not puffy "Boston Legal") because at one point I remember telling some one that my husband resembled JS. Any way, there was funny flirty making out, I was sad to wake up. I had a similar fun make out dream with John Barrowman (yes, I know how silly that is considering... but he is so yummy!).

I got a letter in the mail yesterday, I have freaking jury duty again, this time for District court. I have to go in next tues (I just had parish jury duty last week) and then I'll have to serve some time in September. It's super annoying. However, looking on the positive side, I guess, at least it's not scheduled during our vacation next week. I worked on my thesis again yesterday afternoon -- it never fails to make me cry. I broke my glasses this morning. I was wrestling my ipod charger from between my car seats and it flew back and hit me in the face, breaking the ear piece off my glasses. I was worried I was going to get a black eye.

I love Michael Cera and Jason Bateman. Sure, Michael Cera is a little type casted, but he's great. Nick and Norah was on yesterday, so I had that on in the background, and we watched an episode of Arrested Development and I have Juno playing on my ipod while I'm scanning. Jason Bateman, I remember having a crush on him when he was on Hogan's Family (or whatever the show with Sandy Duncan was). He was good in Juno (though I sorta hated that made him hit on her towards the end...), extract was funny and I like what I've seen of Arrested Development.

Finished the quilt top for K's new baby. Husband is supose to meet me for lunch and I"m going to cover a shift at the daquiri shop tonight.

I really want to get in a better habit of keeping this up to date. E&G are now both with their mom. Hubby took E to go look at some colleges before bringing her back to her mom's. Both seemed like pretty viable options (one had seemed iffy based on their website), now it will just be a matter of her staying on top of applications and scholarships(!!!). Hubby was gone for 3 days, I missed him, but I stayed pretty busy, I worked a shift at the Daquiri shop to help out, had jury duty and regular work. This weekend was nice, we didn't really do a whole lot of anything. Saturday we slept in, Lebanon cafe, comic store, wandered around while we waited out the rain, and vegged out at home. Sunday we got brunch tacos and saw Despicable Me, it was fun and enjoyed a new episode of True Blood in the evening. I had my yearly exam yesterday and made sure I updated my file with info about my mom. She said everything looked good (I swear, they do not have a gentle touch checking your ovaries). She referred me to a counselor to discuss whether or not I should get tested for the genetic marker for breast cancer. That's kinda of scary. I know this meeting will be to discuss whether it's necessary or not, but what if it is, and what if I have it? I mentioned to Ron, should I ask the person if possible fertility treatments in the future are a risk for those with a familial history of breast cancer, regardless of marker? I know a friend of mine was told when her mom was diagnosed that she shouldn't birth control because it could increase her chances of cancer. It's all scary.

On a lighter note .... 9 days til vacation!!! I still have a ton to do like get the dog boarded, clean house, pay bills, etc. I'd much rather just spend the time with the hubby and crafting, but there's evil stuff like my thesis that need to be worked on *Sigh* Saturday a group of local lolita are going to go to high tea at the Ritz (there's a anime convention downtown this weekend), we're skipping the con to save money for vacation, but I'm planning on doing tea as I've wanted to do high tea for a while as the only other time I've done it is with G for a children's tea. I'm hoping it will be fun. The local lolitas seem nice enough, but most are a good bit younger than me, no jobs, not married, etc, so I don't have a lot in common with them. I'm going to see if Ron will help me pick out something to wear :P We're going to go play trivia tonight I think.