So my weekend kind of sort of started on Wednesday.
I took a half day from work so that I could wrap m'Lady's birthday presents. Also got a leg up on the weekend shopping. And started dinner.
Dinner was mango-marinated chicken, and kale with onions and bacon.
And picked up our new kitten, Chloe.
Thursday, I took a half day from work so that I could start party food shopping with my mom. So we go 5-6 different places for various things that we needed and spent a total of 8 hours shopping/driving. Found out that I'm allergic to nectarines and I have to go get a full allergy test.
Friday - full day of work, didn't have to pick Dad up from dialysis (he went in too early, yay) and vegged.
Saturday - after m'Lady finally got out of the house on her way to work, I went over to my mom's to pick up foodstuff that I could now put in my kind of empty fridge. Also stopped at m'Lady's parents' for chairs and tables. Lastly, cleaned. A lot.
Sunday - went food shopping (m'Lady just wouldn't take no for an answer) but then after we got home and were sitting down, she got up to get a drink and saw all the food in the fridge and was all "WHAT IS GOING ON!?"
So her sister finally got her out of the house almost an hour late (was supposed to be 11:30, instead it was more like 12:20.)
I showered (and shredded my face in the process while shaving) then started cooking.
Mom, Dad, and Bro showed up 20 minutes later.
Get a text from m'Lady's sister: "Has anyone shown up? she wants to come home" - um, no
The first guests rolled up at 3:05
More showed up a few minutes later
then the last few right around 3:30
m'Lady kept texting me that she just wanted to come home and sleep.
Her sister kept asking me "can I now, how about now?"
Finally we said yes and she came home around 3:45 to have the shit scared into her.
The party closed up around 10, and we were cleaning til 11:30.
I'm still alive on this Monday morning, so it didn't turn out as painful as I'd expected.