Oh What a Weekend...

If you had asked me on Thursday what I was doing over the weekend, I would have said nothing. I was thinking, laundry, vacuum the house, basically lay on my ass and stare into space. Well, it turned out a little different from that.

On Friday, one of my co-workers had the brilliant idea to have a happy hour. Well, a couple of martini’s later, we found ourselves on the high way headed to Hollywood. (Florida that is, not Callie.) It was loads of fun. One guy had never been down there before. We ended up at this Argentinean restaurant that had the greatest steaks. One guy actually ate an 18 ounce steak! I hurt just watching him. We also had this drink that is sort of like a white sangria. I can’t remember what it was called, but Yum! It was definitely too much food, but it was delicious. I got in at about 1:30 exhausted.

The next day I woke up early to go with the Steves(we have 2 at work) to Sanibel island. They asked me if I wanted to come with them between bites of steak on Friday. Now, I’ve never been to Sanibel or anywhere on the west coast except Ft. Myers. It was so beautiful. The drive was pretty short, maybe 2 hours, and we spotted dozens of Alligators along the way sunning themselves. It was so quiet and laid back when we got there, very unlike South East Florida. We took pictures of the light house and did a little tour of the island. Then we just relaxed on the beach. Sanibel is known for shellin’. People with little nets are constantly hunched over scooping looking for the best sea shells. It’s great for that. Unfortunately, that also means that the beach is made up of a little bit of sand and a whole lot of tiny sharp shell fragments. It was not pleasant. But now, I can say that I have swam in the gulf of Mexico. And the sunset was gorgeous. I never realized how much I missed them until we were sitting in the sand (shells!) watching the sun sink down slowly. We do get beautiful sunrises over here, but who wants to get up that early to watch it? I know I am not the one. On the walk back to the car, we could see these big birds flying over head. They were flamingos! They were so pink! It was amazing to see them settle on a couple of broken tree branches and logs and take turns fishing. We got home around 10:30 or so. Needless to say, I went right to bed.

Sunday I, luckily, remembered to set my clocks ahead. I always need to be reminded because I am still not used to doing it. See, when I was in college, we never changed our clocks. I don’t know what it was about that part of Indiana, but they just don’t do it. Someone once said it had to do with the farming and disrupting the animals’ schedules, but I really have no clue. Well, it was a good thing I remembered because we went to see the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater. It was soooooo good. I had never seen them before. They did a whole selection with Earth Wind and Fire songs and the last selection was all gospel. I can’t remember the last time I heard Wade in the Water. I am really glad I went, even though Shelly had to convince me to spend the money. I wanted to go, but not $75 worth. That got veto’d right away. The $40 tickets were pretty far back, but it was still beautiful and well worth the money. Afterwards, the group of us went and grabbed a drink and some appetizers instead of sitting in the traffic line to get out of the parking garage for a half hour. Back at home, my intention was to do some laundry (everything is dirty!) and vacuum, but that didn’t happen. I only managed to make myself some dinner, do one load of laundry, and watch FoL.