Saturday, August 22, 2009

Bunny is Back, Bitches: The Sabbatical Recap

Well. Here I am. After a much needed little break, I am (almost) back to form. And ready to rock. and. roll. So, I thought I would provide a quick recap to the past week-ish. Tomorrow, I will get back to a more regular schedule. Maybe not daily. But regular.

Day 1: Bless Jesus, I don't have to blog. One less thing on my plate to worry over. So I head off to dinner with a beloved friend. And proceed to spill a full glass of beer all over him. Why, oh, why me? Have I pissed off the Blogger Gods? And such a waste of perfectly good Sweetwater Georgia Brown. Oy.

Day 2: I head over to Bobs to go "pooling" (what we call sitting by the pool talking about pop culture and sex). I have a wonderful bottle of Prosecco to take Bobs, which I proceed to drop on my driveway and watch as it shatters. Into a million pieces. Such a waste of perfectly good sparkling wine. Oy. In the afternoon, I rip everything dead out of my garden. Sigh. Summer veggies are almost over. For dinner, I win the undying love of the hubs by making killer nachos.

Day 3 (Which is really DAY 2, if you know what I mean): Clean house. Look for work. Go look at possible new-to-us vehicle (since the hub's wheels have been road hard and put up wet and I have been holding my breath will not break down until I find a job). Look for work. Cook dinner. Look for work. Find some really great new music online. Consider having a cocktail. Figure I will spill it the way my week is going. Wonder how I can make money blogging. Go to bed instead.

Day 4: Water what's left in the garden. Marvel at how mild the weather has been for August. Follow-up on work leads. Check my blog analytics. Up to 94 unique visitors because of garden porn. Contemplate starting a website focusing on garden porn to make money. Share this idea with a friend. Contemplate possible videos and photos. May never be able to eat a cucumber again. Make a fabulous dinner of chicken and tomato stack salad.

Day 5: Wake up with a screaming headache due to staying up too late the night before. Work. Work. Decide to wreck some havoc. Work some more. Make the hubs take me out for cheap Mexican just so I can have a margarita. Ah, Jose Cuervo. I luvs you.

Day 6: Decide not to water the garden because I think I hate it now. The love affair has officially ended. Spend the morning working. Spend the afternoon storing up vitamin D at the pool with Bobs. Girl has to have a little downtime. Meet friend for dinner. More margaritas. Talk for 3 hours. Life is good for today.

Day 7: It's been a week without my Internets and I am starting to miss them. But I am slammed with shizz to do. I tell you, how can I be so unemployed yet oh so busy?

Day 8: It's raining. I go meet with my accountant. Fun times. The good news is, when you don't make any money, you don't pay any taxes! Who knew?!?! Lunch with my ex-boss (job BEFORE the one I lost) goes well. Resist the urge to start crying and beg for my job back. She treats for lunch. Seems like an even trade.

Day 9 : Oy. I will report on the weekend tomorrow. Lots to tell and I have to go get ready for my girls' birthday brunch today. And thank you all for the lovely notes. I have missed you all, too. Love, B.

4 comments:

blackbird said...

Now craving nachos and a stacked chicken salad (whatever that is).

Elisabeth said...

Glad you're back! Cucumbers - Ha!

ctflack said...

Man, those nachos looked awesome. I will have to steal that. And, by the way, the strawberry salad was a huge hit. Thanks!

bunny said...

Ladies, check out today's post for more info on the food. CTF, glad the salad was a hit! I mean, would Bunny let you down? ;)