Big Birthday Weekend

Don't you just hate Mondays? I know I sure do! Even my brother wrote on his Facebook status this morning about how much he truly hates Mondays. After having a wonderful weekend I just really didn't want to roll out of my very comfortable bed this morning and get in the shower to get started with my day.
Never will I ever ask for sympathy for a hangover, but last night after drinking all day long at the pool I was nursing a terrible headache along with some neck and back tension. Maybe it was due to the two Margarita's and the one beer that I consumed. My Aunt has decided that to drink less calories we must just replace it with more liquour. So the drinks are getting stronger every weekend. Side note: I drink EXTREMELY quickly. The minute I get it, I suck it down until there is nothing but ice left in there, set it aside to wait for the ice to melt, and then begin again until it is all gone.Mmmm... tasty. It wasn't good for me yesterday at all. I also never take medication unless I am just dying and this definately qualified as a "I might die right here" situations. My head hurt so badly that even walking down the steps to get some pills was excruating pain with every single one of the sixteen steps. Yep, there are exactly sixteen steps down. Alright, so after taking the Excedrin (two I might add) I went straight up to bed and passed right out. This was at about 6:30pm.... So at 10:20pm when I awoke with the television blaring and completely dressed, I did feel some much needed relief from the headache but knew that I needed to eat a little something, wash my face, and go to bed for real. However, at this point I was wide awake with no hope of returning to my previous state of slumber. Ah, sleepless nights.... Ugh. They just piss me right off especially when it is Sunday night and I know that the alarm clock will go off shortly after me actually falling asleep. At 3 am I finally feel back asleep only to be awakened three short hours later. Fun night!
The weekend was craziness, but tons of fun. The 11th was both Big's and Kyla's birthdays which is always fun to coordinate, but this year I spent the day with Big because she went to the Zoo with her man. We spent the whole weekend celebrating his birthday with his family and several events. Thursday night we went to eat at Texas de Brazil which was absolutely amazing in every way. The food was scrumptious and the service was excellent. Friday night we ventured out to see Transformers 2. Very entertaining even though it was over two and a half hours long. Saturday we got up and played with Tucker and then his little cousin puppy came over (Max). This was hilarious. Tucker has never had a play date with Max before and there was some adjustment that had to be made to each other. Max was very drawn to me for some reason, and Tuckie just wasn't going to have all of that. He pushed and shoved Max away from me in a sweet little kid way but simply wasn't going to tolerate any affection that I showed him. Big filled the pool and Tucker got in, but we were unaware that Max-a-million is not a big fan of water. I kept thinking while Big's sister was telling us over dinner that he hates water that he's a Labrador or at least partly. She said he doesn't retrieve or swim. Oh, so he just looks like one but isn't one at heart. LOL. He was very sweet and loving to me the entire time he was there. We did have some sucking up to do to Tuck-Tuck when we returned to the house after dropping cousin Max off at his home. After that, Big's family and I went to eat out for his birthday which was fun and entertaining being that his nephew and niece are young and quite animated. All in all it was a great week and weekend for my Mr. Big and me. He was so appreciative of his gifts and outings that he even stopped me and thanked me for making this a very special birthday for him. I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. So, I guess another one bites the dust. Next stop is my birthday in August. Until next time, don't drink too much!!!! Ever!