Homemaker Spy Log

Outside of the time I spent with Kerry last night, I'm pretty sure my weekend completely tanked. We were suppose to go to watch the Arsenal v Man U match at the pub on Saturday . Now, Mr. American Football didn't believe we should get there early. He still hasn't figured out that there are more supporters for real Footy in the world then his stupid Broncos. Sigh. the pub opened at 8. We got there about 945 am and needless (to those of us who have a clue) it was packed. Standing room only, folks. So there is no place at the bar or to sit. So, Mr. AF says to me: you don't want to stand here for 3 hours which in reality, translates to: He didn't want to stand there for 3 hours. Nice. Thanks a lot. So I turned around and walked out. We get back in the car and he says: do you want to find somewhere else to go? Yeah Mr. Brilliant - home so I don't miss the match. Could he have possibly driven any slower? So we make it home and I see the match, but I'm pi

So a co-worker who shares her office with me got engaged about a month after I did. She's been with this guy for a few years and he's bi-polar. He treats her not so good. Emotional abuse, if you will. Her biological clock has been ticking pretty hard, she's 35, and all of her friends have gotten married and are having kids. Not a good reason to marry someone, but hey, it's okay for her first marriage. The planning is taking place and although her parents have given her 10k for this event I can see the budget is blown clean out of the water. She's getting married at Redrocks and then we all get to drive all the f**king way BACK to downtown so that we can go to the reception at the Phipps Mansion. I keep telling her she can save money by not inviting us to the wedding. So far, it's not washing. The deposit alone for the reception site is $3800 - you do the math. She is going insane with the planning because she feels that she has to impress everyone on beha

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