The Things We Do

I woke up last Friday morning to a bloodbath. Seriously it looked as if a serial killer had made himself at home all over my carpets. Chloe the World's Cutest Puppy was looking less than cute with her sticky red matted fur. My first thought was that Boo the World's Fattest Cat had finally snapped and attacked her. As I was checking her for bite marks, I realized that the sticky redness didn't smell like blood...it smelled like ketchup. Further investigation revealed that she was covered in ketchup. Apparently she had stockpiled ketchup packets just in case she suffered a lycopene deficiency. I didn't even try to clean her. I simply drove to the doggie salon (where thankfully she already had an appointment) and handed her over.
Friday night was spent shampooing the carpets and cleaning in preparation for a sorority alum brunch. Saturday morning was a quick run to the grocery store for an 'accidental meeting' of a friend and her possible new beau, last-minute cleaning and cooking for the brunch. The weather which had been in the lovely '60s earlier in the week plummeted, and icy rain was falling. After our lovely brunch(I admit I did feel my spring/Easter table settings were a little out-of-place given that snow was being forecast), I met Brandy for a quick trip to PetSmart and dissection of her day-date. April had wanted me to go with her to Loew's, *the* bridal boutique for Arkansans, to look at wedding dresses but I just couldn't squeeze in a 3 hour round-trip, not including actual time in the shoppe. Afterward PetSmart, I came home and took a nap. I woke up 30 minutes before a guy friend picked me up for dinner...I had no idea who I was or what day it was. I love those deep-sleep naps! I barely had time to tame my bedhead, brush my teeth, and fix my bleary eyes before my friendboy arrived. Only to find that it had actually started snowing, as predicted for once. We ate pizza and deconstructed his latest misadventures in dating. The plan was for us to meet up some with grade-school friends and stop by a birthday party for a couple of high school friends but the weather put the kibosh on the plan. So we went to the Container Store instead. Oh, hello, Heaven on Earth. I love that place.
My brother stopped by on his way back to school after spending a weekend carousing in Alabama. He arrived later than I expected, which meant that I missed out on attending a choral extravanganza organized by my Gay Boyfriend. Gay Boyfriend, who is whiter than I am, is the choir director for a african-american church...basically they told him they wouldn't ask so he better not tell if he wants to keep this job. Which is fine by him. GB organized several choirs to perform in this musical showcase and I was supposed to go to it with his army of gays. I hated to miss it. I'm Episcopalian, and we do not get moved by the Spirit but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate it when someone else does!
My weekend began with a sorority brunch and could have ended with a dance-off at the AME church. As my friend Brandy puts it, my life is soooo eclectic.