Well that wasn’t exactly a weekend at Tahoe but it was livable.  Friday night Donette went out with a bunch of people to happy hour.  I was pretty excited to meet some new people, so I rushed home from work and got my going-to-town clothes on.  I was warming up the car when she told me I wasn’t invited.  Again.  Sigh.  Well, fine for them, I had my own happy hour on the patio with Teagan.  Grilled some chicken and watched a movie, and played a little fetch.  And we had FUN.  More fun then her group I bet.  Yeah.

Saturday started off a little slow.  If we did anything all day long, I can’t really recall what it was.  We had a big dinner party to go to, so we spent the day resting up for it.  Donette tried to convince me I wasn’t invited to it either, but I called the host and he told me I WAS.  (Or he was caught off guard and panicked, I got to go at any rate.)  It was some sort of a Thanksgiving warm up I guess, and it was a good time.  There was a big turkey with all the trimmings, and I ate way too much in the spirit of the holiday.  It was all so good, I couldn’t help myself.  I was borderline miserable after dinner, so I hung on as long as I could then we took off.  Just in time too, I heard the board games came out shortly after we left.

Sunday held all the excitement and joy of a typical Monday.  No Sunday-Funday for this kid.  I had to go into work in the evening, and it just kind of ruined my day looking forward to that.  Indeed, I didn’t even get dressed until around 5:00.  Sucked the life right outta me.  As it turned out work wasn’t really that bad;  We got out of there in a reasonable time and still had time to watch a bit of the Sunday night football game.