My weekend

So as to keep it separate from the Harry post, here's my weekend:
Friday: I woke up, and them went to meet William at the Botanical Gardens for a pickanic. We pickanicked (complete with pickanic basket) until about 4, then we headed towards my Aunt's house. We needed to be there by 6, and we actually got started from my house at about 4:30, cause we knew there'd be traffic in Dallas. We ended up being really early, so we went to Braums and got ice cream (cherry limeade sherbert is REALLY good), then went to my Aunt's house. William played barbies with Madison, and I think he may have enjoyed it more then she did... hum. Anyways, we had lots of fun playing with Madison, and when Mason woke up, we played with the little ball of cuteness (and he is now a round lil' guy ^_^). Then we went home, and then I went to Barnes and Nobles... CRICKEY that place was packed. I got my ticket thingummy and then went to wait in line at the coffee bar. When we got up closer I saw that they had GIANT bottles of Jones Soda. I promptly picked out a bottle of Berry White and then conviced the two kindly ladies behind me to also buy Jones Sodas. By the time I made it through the line to pay for my drink, my number was almost up so I went to loiter near the registers. I managed to find the guy who had gotten his ticket before me (an unfortunate soul by the name of James Potter... the lady at the door issuing tickets asked him "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" and he got this look on his face, like "OH JUST SHOOT ME NOW") and loitered in his general vicinity after asking him if he didn't mind, and a few minutes later (after perusing a book about painting cats (not painting pictures of cats, but actually painting cats funny colors) out of boredom) I started chatting with this guy who disagreed that Ron should die, thinking instead that Ron and Hermione would hook up ("Can't you feel that whole love-tension thing?"). Finally the group of numbers into which my number fell was called, and I bought my book. As I was checking out, the guy ringing me up told me my $20 bill was counterfeit, which shocked me cause I just just gotten it frmo my Aunt a few hours ago... then he laughed and told me he was just kidding. He is my HERO, I wanted to do that sooooo many times while working at the store, but never was able to pull it off.

Anywho, I nearly skipped out to my car, sped home, and read till 3:30am. The rest of my weekend was reading, "interrupted" by a few really nice hours with William last night. We were going to see a drive-in movie my parents were dragging me to, but my mom changed her mind at the last minute without telling anyone, so we ended up stuck at my house without anything to do. My ear was really hurting (it has been for almost a week now, but last night is was really bad and stabby) so we ended up sitting in the living room, watching whatever mom was watching (Trading Spaces... woo... -_-). William was kind enough to let me lie my head on his lap, sore ear down, cause it felt really good, and he didn't even move too much, even though I know he doesn't like that show (I don't blame him, it's a terrible show).

In short, I *heart* *heart* *heart* William.

My weekend

So as to keep it separate from the Harry post, here's my weekend:
Friday: I woke up, and them went to meet William at the Botanical Gardens for a pickanic. We pickanicked (complete with pickanic basket) until about 4, then we headed towards my Aunt's house. We needed to be there by 6, and we actually got started from my house at about 4:30, cause we knew there'd be traffic in Dallas. We ended up being really early, so we went to Braums and got ice cream (cherry limeade sherbert is REALLY good), then went to my Aunt's house. William played barbies with Madison, and I think he may have enjoyed it more then she did... hum. Anyways, we had lots of fun playing with Madison, and when Mason woke up, we played with the little ball of cuteness (and he is now a round lil' guy ^_^). Then we went home, and then I went to Barnes and Nobles... CRICKEY that place was packed. I got my ticket thingummy and then went to wait in line at the coffee bar. When we got up closer I saw that they had GIANT bottles of Jones Soda. I promptly picked out a bottle of Berry White and then conviced the two kindly ladies behind me to also buy Jones Sodas. By the time I made it through the line to pay for my drink, my number was almost up so I went to loiter near the registers. I managed to find the guy who had gotten his ticket before me (an unfortunate soul by the name of James Potter... the lady at the door issuing tickets asked him "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" and he got this look on his face, like "OH JUST SHOOT ME NOW") and loitered in his general vicinity after asking him if he didn't mind, and a few minutes later (after perusing a book about painting cats (not painting pictures of cats, but actually painting cats funny colors) out of boredom) I started chatting with this guy who disagreed that Ron should die, thinking instead that Ron and Hermione would hook up ("Can't you feel that whole love-tension thing?"). Finally the group of numbers into which my number fell was called, and I bought my book. As I was checking out, the guy ringing me up told me my $20 bill was counterfeit, which shocked me cause I just just gotten it frmo my Aunt a few hours ago... then he laughed and told me he was just kidding. He is my HERO, I wanted to do that sooooo many times while working at the store, but never was able to pull it off.

Anywho, I nearly skipped out to my car, sped home, and read till 3:30am. The rest of my weekend was reading, "interrupted" by a few really nice hours with William last night. We were going to see a drive-in movie my parents were dragging me to, but my mom changed her mind at the last minute without telling anyone, so we ended up stuck at my house without anything to do. My ear was really hurting (it has been for almost a week now, but last night is was really bad and stabby) so we ended up sitting in the living room, watching whatever mom was watching (Trading Spaces... woo... -_-). William was kind enough to let me lie my head on his lap, sore ear down, cause it felt really good, and he didn't even move too much, even though I know he doesn't like that show (I don't blame him, it's a terrible show).

In short, I *heart* *heart* *heart* William.