Over the Weekend

Saturday
What a weekend it was filled with sun burn, and hot sausage. Saturday I spent the day working on my car. Basically what happened was on of the axles had given away taking apart the lug nut screws leaving my five nut to one. Great stuff I know. In that time I as well fixed the issue with the other side of the car which the rack and pinion kept clacking which would make the car shake. Now my car is up and running, but still not aligned so my steering wheel is crooked. After working on the car I started to think of what I should do with her. I could sell her for a decent price, cause even wrecked as Tadakichi is he would still go for a nice price or just fix'em up. Constant battle on what to do.

That same day after getting a nice sun burn on my back I looked in my back yard at a blue unused pool we have. Changed and jumped right in. So refreshing. Brought back young memories of when the pool was like walking. Hours spent daily inside of it swimming by myself, or with friends. While swimming I would be short of breath pretty quick. Man, really I can't swim under water from side to side with out popping out for air right away. I made a vow to start spending at least 30 minutes during the weekend in the pool. This should make for a good work out on top of the normal routine at the rock climbing/gym.

Sunday
Did not get any sleep the night before and had to be into work at 6 in the morning. Something about having to work Sundays always annoys me. Seriously, why doesn't everyone just get Sundays off. Think of the things you can plan with friends and family, BBQ's, heading to the beach, parties, and so on. Oh well what can you do!? Once off from work I headed straight home and jumped into the pool again. Amazing! Let me add that my legs are hurting me but in the good way.

After awhile of swimming looked at myself and wondered whatever happened to my complexion. Never was pale until this whole "dropping of the face of the earth" deal. Seriously! Now my skin is getting nicely browned like it used to be. Beautiful. I almost shed a tear...well not really. Now after the pool time fun I had become a bit hungry. Tried to get in touch with some people to get some dinner but nothing. Until a good friend sent me a text on a meet up at the hidden Keg South on US1 and 104. A nice group of people showed up and drowned ourselves in greasy wings, fries, jalapeno poppers, and I had what could be simply called "The Death Dog". Delicious.

Hours pass and conversation was a flurry. It went from politics to old Nickelodeon shows. Then we called it a night since we all had to work the next day...Monday of course. Weekends like this just bright my days that much more.