Senseless Jewels: Another weekend, another $300

Who doesn't look forward to the weekend!?!? Well.. probably people that work on the weekends, but I digress, I had a good weekend.

Friday night my friend Emily and I went out, followed by some late night drinking and old school Nintendo with Christina making it a party of three. C and I drank WAY too much vodka, Emily... paced herself. Not as fun, but definitely more rewarding the next day. Saturday night I went out as well and had some great times with friends. Sunday is where things got interesting.

I was taking out Wilson and Gracie around 9:15 am, I barely round the corner and there are two men in each other's faces with a bunch of "What the F dude" and "F you.. you better back the F up bro". Really people, is there NOTHING else to say in the prelude to a fight? It's so repetitive and really kills the entertainment value. How about getting creative? Using some new four letter words or something besides dude or "bro"? As I am in my shorts and t-shirt (pj's) I go back in and call my neighbor Christina and she comes down, we walk our dogs together by the guys so we can eavesdrop. Soon there are more guys outside and the police are called. (And arrive within 2 minutes for which I give them kudos). Two men and a girl walk by and say they were kept up at 4:30 am with the fighting and apparently some guy got his arm broken. They had attended a party at our complex and their ride home left them. So there is that drama.... however, the good news is, one of said men who were filling us in... C.U.T.E. And I THINK he lives in my building. Since good looking neighbor #1 now has a live in girlfriend, I am ecstatic to have a good looking neighbor #2 to strut by on occasion :) Awesome. Christina and I then went up to her place to watch from her patio which overlooked the action. Another cop arrived to which Christina says "We Live in a DUMP". Which is only funny because we live in one of the safest zip codes in the city. We also noticed the cop was QUITE attractive. Hence the pajama effect, back in full force.

Later on that day I was running errands, you know, grocery store, Linens and Things, (Home Depot if I had the time...ha). At the grocery store the checker was ringing up my wine and looks at me, then says

"I need to see your Vroom Vroom license" COMPLETE with driving hand gestures. While new and unheard before, still completely lame.

At the end of the day, I had brought my weekend total spending to $300, and made myself feel older than ever. Why you ask?

Because I am super excited about a purchase. The purchase of my new DUST BUSTER...