I have no real plans this weekend and it is lovely.
It is also convenient, since yesterday I went to bed at 6:15 p.m. I would have been a lot of fun had I had anywhere to go.
Today The Nester is coming over because I bought her old coffee table from her.
Oh my God. THE NESTER IS COMING OVER. I just thought about that. This house is ludicrous. I was thinking it didn't matter because the Tea Partier is gonna clean it on Monday, but now I have the world's most famous blogger of DECORATING coming OVER here.
Crap. I have the feeling Nester will love me even if my house looks like crap. Nester is a loving friend, and not a snoot, even though she could be, with her 8 million followers and her fancy decorating career and such.
But what if she sees the eleventy catalogs on my dining room table, not to mention the CAT LITTER BOX UNDER THE DINING ROOM TABLE, and never speaks to me again? What if she IS a snoot?
The other day I noticed someone had unfriended me on Facebook and I felt bad, and someone at work said, "Well, if they unfriended you, are they really worth having as a friend in the first place?"
I do not understand secure, reasonable people like that. I was on Expedia buying a plane ticket to the Unfriender's house, to make him like me again.
Anyway.
Other than The Nest coming, I am going to plant the rest of my bulbs, because the last time I had to stop due to being attacked by fire ants which by the way hurts. I am thinking those bastards are all frozen and dead now, and I am glad of it. I wish I could have been there while they chilled to death, frankly. Piercing little red dinks.
Then my friend The Other June and I might do something tomorrow. It is all sort of up in the air.
I love weekends where I have nothing to do.
What are y'all doing this weekend?
Comment of the week goes to Tammi V.V., because after I read about the Statler Brothers and the avocado carpet I giggled for the rest of the night. Click on Special of the Week or this Week's Special or whatever the Sam Holy Hill I named that thing.
