Friday:
Was going to Cafe Maude to hang with some Gabsters and see Roma Di Luna. The ass weather combined with a huge spike in anxiety (social, driving in bad weather) lead to near-epic fail.Saturday:
Was going to go to the Dragon Festival and/or berry picking. Neither of those things happened. Was going to go down to the parents' house in Burnsville and cook them dinner for watching the dogs last weekend. That didn't happen either. Did go on a grocery shopping adventure to Noodles and Cub. Got extremely agitated by all the people at Cub. Got out before panic attack meltdown. Spent two hours putting together spring rolls and pho, then husband decided he wanted to go out to eat with a friend. After much frowning and sulking on my part I was lured away from the fruits of my labor by the promise of Little Szechuan. Dan dan noodles and Crispy fried fish were acquired. I could almost see through time.
Sunday:
Ate the rest of my pho for breakfast. Was ready to have my first mangosteen experience. Almost cut my hand off trying to break into the thing and it turns out to be rotten anyway. Boo. Note the three implements it took to get to the "fruit."
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