This weekend shaped up to be pretty snazzy.

It started out with a date night on Friday...just me and Josh. My original plan was dinner and a movie, but he surprised me with tickets to see Greg Proop (the guy from Whose Line is it Anyway?) at the Irvine's Improv Comedy Club!! It's nice to just sit there and laugh at nothing. I liked it so much, I'm ordering tickets to see Jay Mohr (the guy from Gary Unmarried) for this Friday. I can't wait! We have to remember this time to go to Pinkberry. We walked passed it and I wanted to suggest it, but didn't want Josh to think I was a pig...esp since I just polished off a plate of nachos with extra jalapenos. What's funny is...Josh said he would have gone for it! =P

Saturday...chores for everyone till it was time to head over to Amy's house. Michael was hosting a poker party and invited Josh to go over and play. I will never understand how a bunch of guys can sit there from 8 pm to 4:30 am and do nothing but play poker. I youtubed Twilight and played with the puppies...sat with Amanda and read J14 and SuperPop magazines. Move over JTT, it's Robert Pattinson's time now! Knocked out at midnight on Amy's couch. I'm not so young anymore.

Sunday...hung out with Megan while the boys went to the casino. Made carnitas con chile, some Spanish rice, and of course, beans for dinner. Not too shabby for Hollie.

Was shaping up to be pretty good weekend, until I was awaken at 4 am Monday morning to Lexie, laying in her bed whimpering. I turned on the lights and there was curry yellow puke everywhere. So glad I bought health insurance for her! Took her to Banfield...doc said she must have eaten something her stomach didn't like. She's fine now. WHEW.

And yesterday, Josh learned of how strongly I felt about...RUBBER BANDS. Hate 'em. Never liked 'em. Esp when he's pulling one way back, ready to sling it at you. I was literally going to jump over the table and slit his throat in the middle of Don Jose.