Meg{Moir}

From Left to Right: Liz, Danielle, Me, Becca, Jackie, Megan S.

Oh my goodness.  Its Thursday.  This week has been so busy at work that I have barely made it through dinner without falling over into the fetal position.  Every night has seen me drifting off to sleep to the sounds of Bob Costas.  And I love the Olympics!  Sadly, not even Apolo can keep me awake.  The bags from this weekend have not been unpacked, the dishwasher hasn’t been unloaded for at least 3 days now, and the laundry has piled up and turned into a minimonster in the corner of my closet.  I have been a very tired girl.

This past weekend was, however, a blast.  On Saturday morning my best friend Danielle drove up from Virginia Beach and we drove over to Denver (NC not CO).  Whole wheat turkey pitas and mac n cheese with everyone at Maddie’s Southern Bistro followed by lots of shopping around Birkdale.  A matinee showing of Valentine’s Day, dinner at Fox and Hound, the back to Jackie’s to regroup.  We had tentative plans to head out to a piano bar, but got sucked in to short track speed skating and before we knew it, it was bed time.  A light breakfast, McAlisters for lunch, and it was time to get back on the road (Danielle had a six hour ride, that’s dedication). 

Sunday night I putzed around the house (but did not unpack, see above) and waited for Patrick to get back from his parents house.  More Olympics as we got ready for a new week.