The weekend: A recap

So I feel like I didn't really have a weekend yet. Why do we jam pack our weekends to much that we need a rest from our so called break from our busy weeks? On Friday night three kids stayed at my house, one who asked the question "why?" every four seconds. Saturday I went to a lovely wedding shower, which just reminded me that I am not any closer to going down the aisle. Then I went to a birthday party with 32 screaming kids, not fun.

Saturday night I ventured outside my comfort zone and bf and I headed to Vancouver (gasp) and met some people for drinks and food. We went to Hudsons Landing and it was actually a rather great place. Good food, very large, cheap drinks, and this really weird thing happened. Like fifty UVIC music students were in town for a competition at UBC or something and were staying at the hotel upstairs from the pub. They somehow convinced management to have an impromptu (sp?) jam session in the bar. It was lovely jazz music. A rotation of people. Lots of clapping. I loved it. I was the only one in my group though. Jeez people just can't seem to break out of their little boxes sometimes.

Anyhow, yesterday I had some sort of mental-pms-new pill breakdown. Where I asked my boyfriend to sleepover and he said he had lots to do at home and then I cried for two hours. Girls are stupid.