Saturday Fatterday, Sunday Funday

I had an awesome weekend. Saturday was my good friend Lynette's daughter's 11th birthday. Since Lyann is a wonderful little pal of mine I volunteered to put together goody bags, pick up a pinata and make 4 dozen cupcakes for the kiddies to decorate. It was a lot of work, but it was totally worth it to see the surprised look on her face when she walked in to her surprise party (her actual birthday was a week and a half ago. She thought we had forgotten. Mean trick for a kid, I know. But soo worth it.)

Sadly, because I had to work the next morning I had to miss actually seeing the cupcake decorating, pinata busting and good bag distribution in person. I wasn't quite ready for a kid's party on Spanish time (the birthday girl made her entrace closer to 9pm). But I got pictures and made a date for the Bronx Zoo with my little buddy:


Cupcakes Expertly Decorated by Lyann and Friends


When I woke up the next mornig I felt like I had been hit by a truck. No really, I felt like garbage. I'd been feeling under the weather all last week, but felt fine on Saturday morning. Maybe it was the kids, the fact that half of them had sniffly noses or the 2 hour traffic that I sat in trying to get home to NJ. I ended up calling in sick at my swim job and going back to sleep.

A few hours of sleep and some DayQuil later I finally felt less like a puddle of germy goo and more like a human being. Human enough to spend some time with Chris cleaning the apartment and running some errands. We even got to take a spin in Chris' new little friend (he's on the left):



Our little blue buddy

 After a yummy brunch we did a little grocery shopping and then settled in at home to do some football watching. Well, Chris did some football watching while I made fish tacos and these bad boys:

Chocolate Chip Cookies

All in all a pretty awesome weekend.