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Oh dear blog, how I have neglected you! I have felt the withdrawals, have you?

Just to catch you up on life, here goes: The weekend was mainly filled with movies and video games. Usually it's television and video games but when free preview weekend rolls around all the rules go out the window. Sunday evening I went out to Easter dinner with my mom. We went to the hubby's restaurant and I had full intension's of sneaking him out with me, even if I had to tuck him beneath my coat and run. Luckily that didn't have to happen, just as my mother dearest was paying the bill, he had smooth talked his way into escaping. Nifty!

Onto our weekend, not the actual weekend. Monday consisted of grocery shopping followed by cooking and drinking. Eventful, huh? Tuesday brought surprises. A knock at the door at ten in the morning caused us all to exchange looks. Turns out it was the mail man with a registered letter for the hubby to sign for. We open the letter and along with a short note saying "Hi ___, I love you! Mom." there was a double take worthy money order. A full month's rent was printed on that little piece of paper so of course it merited a call to the hubby's mom. She had gotten some extra with her tax return and sent all three of her kids a check. Wow. Thanks mom(in-law)! We had no real purpose in mind for the money but it did slightly open up the options on what to do that day. We headed out to the thrift store, it was ninety-nine cent day, always awesome. Only spent fourteen bucks but we still got a good haul.

After that we headed to GameCrazy. This is where my heart rate started to rise. The coveted next step in our gamer collection sat there as if it had an ominous glow and a choir singing "Hallelujah" in revelation. It almost hurt when the guy slid our bank card, that total was bigger then any purchase we have ever made (besides rent.) I am now the proud owner of a (used) XBox 360. Yes, yes, congratulate me. I don't have buyer's remorse, I have purchasers remorse, it's the actual handing over of the money that makes my stomach turn. Last night we played Halo 3. I have seen the promised land and I am not going back. Halo 3 is awesome. I don't remember the last time I picked up a new game and was actually decent at it, thank you Halo 2 for that. I actually got a kill before the hubby, hell yeah!

Moving on, we are waiting for the landlord to come do some sort of inspection. Good luck. We have so much crap (yes, crap is the right word) that I wonder if there is anything visible to inspect. Pfft, speak of the devil and he shall appear. They were just here inspecting. You know, the usual, mold around the windows, lack of electrical outlets, blah, blah, blah. We have heard it all before, is it going to get fixed? Probably not. The hubby thinks it's a refinancing effort on part of the owner, either that or he has the urge to sell again. Either way, it's finally over, time to smoke a cigarette and spark up a bowl, ha! Now where did I hide that bong...

Our houseguest had an interview at the hubby's work at one, by quarter till two, the boss called and gave him the job. Awesome, yes? A contributing houseguest! You don't understand how amazing that is for the hubby and I. Perfect considering the landlord will try to start charging us more as soon as he finds out our houseguest has stayed longer then three days. (Timing is everything, it was only like a month and a half ago that the landlord sent out letters concerning this topic. Technically any other apartment will give you like two weeks for guests, but when has this place ever been technical?) We figure we will enlighten the landlord sooner or later, heh.

Anyway, I'll try to be back later, because at the moment I feel a little watched and that's no way to blog honestly. Plus, I'm hungry, my tummy has been rumbling for a while now and as the commercial says "hunger get what hunger want." Hmm... now I want a Ballpark Frank... I hate that commercial.