So my plan for this weekend was to relax. But so far that hasn’t happened. We have so many upcoming events between graduations (One from 6th grade and the other from 8th), my brother’s wedding in July, and just plain ol’ parties, that we had some major shopping to do for clothes for the family. I’m surprised Juan didn’t have a heart attack when he calculated how much we spent. It was so funny to watch my super cheap husband go out shopping with us – but since he is the main one who needed new clothes – he had no choice but to go. So Friday night was spent taking care of most of that stuff, then Saturday I promised the girls I would take them to the mall. That was more so they could jump on this bouncy thing they love than it was for shopping – we already did enough damage for a week. We have no idea what this bouncy, jumpy thing is called, so we just call it “the jumpy thing”. Then Juan and I both had parties to go to last night. Me, to a friends birthday dinner and him to a going away party in downtown. Of course I won – we went to my friends dinner and then we met up with a few of his friends for a drink and then I came home and he went downtown. Such a party pooper I am. But I am glad I came home, since for my old ass it was already late (about midnight) and he ended up getting home around 3am. No thank you! I am passed those years of my life where I stay out all night.