Ok, I know I haven't written in a while. I guess I should apologize, but I honestly don't know who I'd be apologizing to. I mean since nobody ever comments my blog, how should I know if there's anybody but me who's reading it?

I'm not going to bother filling you in on every weekend since I last wrote. I mean, I can't remember the details and well, what's the point of rehashing? So, I'll stick to this past weekend. I went to Rich's house Friday night, and we had dinner with his entire immediate family. There was a baseball game on, Yankees vs. Red Sox. The whole family is totally deranged about baseball. I mean, it was on in the background during dinner, then all of the sudden Alex Rodriguez hits a home run and almost all the men at the table jumped up and ran for the TV. I have never seen Rich's father so excited about something before, never seen him jump up and run before. It was cute. So that was Friday night. Saturday, Rich planned to do some work. He's writing a paper for one of his classes. Somehow he never got around to it. I can't even tell you what was going on. We woke up around 10:00AM. We got dressed, went downstairs, Rich had breakfast. His brother and sister in law had breakfast. We all talked for a little bit. Then his brother walked his wife to the train station. In the time he was gone, Rich and I just hung around and talked. Some serious stuff, some nothing stuff. You know how conversations go. While we were talking his parent's got home from work. His brother was still not back from the train station, and it had been over and hour since he had left. Rich's mom thought something had happened to him, so understandably she was quite upset. When he finally made it back, there was a slightly hysterical reunion, which I thought was quite sweet. So, when we were all there, we all helped Rich's dad take the hard top off his car. He has a convertible, so there's the hard roof and the soft roof. For the winter the hard roof is protecting against snow and stuff. I guess for the spring summer, it's not necessary. That's really all I know about it.

So after the excitement of the car stuff, we went back inside and had lunch. There was bagels and lox. I had a grilled cheese bagel. After lunch, Rich went downstairs to check about job fair stuff (I'll explain more about that next time I write). So he was doing that stuff, while his brother showed us pictures he took from the UAE. Pretty nice pictures. Anyway, Rich was gone a while, so I went to go find him. We ended up getting into a fight. I'm not going into that though. So, it was about 4:00PM. Rich had told me he would stop working by three, meanwhile, he hadn't even started and it was already four. So, we went outside to his yard. He took his books, and I took mine. We were still mad at each other. So, we weren't doing much reading, either of us. We got up and I asked Rich to teach me how to punch. He used to take karate, and apparently he was very good. So he was trying to teach me how to punch. So, I was standing there punching the palms of his hands. It's certainly fun to punch when you need to get aggression out. And, well, if you're punching the person who aggravated you to begin with... You get the idea. So we got our aggressions out. I was trying to knock him down, he was running for me. I guess we were sort of rough housing. Hehe, I've never done that before. Anyway, when we were done with that, we talked everything out. Later, we went to dinner at Tofu, a nice Chinese/Japanese restaurant in Bayside. We shared some cold noodles in sesame sauce. We each got soup, and we sort of shared our main dishes (Chicken Lo mein, and Chicken with peanuts). After that, we went to Barnes & Noble. I got a book I've been looking for, for a while. Then we just went back to my house. We watched a little TV and Rich went home.

Sunday, I had work. Two tiny tumbler birthday parties. The kids were cute, and we got tips from both parties, so that was good. After work I went to my dad's house and visited my cat (my dad wasn't there). My mom picked me up around 5:30 and we went to visit my grandparents. After that we went to The Family Restaurant. My mom told me she was going to Yale for four days. Her school sent her there. We just went home after that. My weekend was over.

Monday, I went to work, but couldn't stay with the class for more than five minutes at a time. I had to keep going to the bathroom. I have a UTI. I don't recommend them. Not so much fun. Now, it's Tuesday and I still have my UTI and am sitting here near the bathroom for the day. I'm trying to decide if I should try walking to my dad's house later. Too bad I don't have a port-a-potty to take along with me.

So, there is the update on my life. Hope you enjoyed! Bye people.