Weekend in Bullets

Because I had a busy weekend, you're going to get the bulleted version. I don't even feel like I had a weekend.

* Friday night - Got off work, went to the grocery store, got home and made lasagna, watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with the hubs, went to bed at 11.

* Saturday - Alarm went off at 6:35, got up at 7, drove out to Dripping Springs and rode 25 miles with my sister, drove back to her house, showered, drove to the salon and got our hair cut and colored, went home and got ready for going away party, went to Central Market for a bottle of wine and a fruit tart, managed to show up on time at 6 pm for my friend H's party (she's the one moving to Colorado), left her house about 10:40 drove home, did a load of cycling clothes, got into bed at 11:30. Forgot to mention the BITCH that slowed down and honked at us and gave us the finger as she passed us. We weren't even in her lane. I swear, the nerve of some people. We're trying to raise money for AIDS Service programs and she's giving us the finger....

* Sunday - Alarm went off at 6:35, got up at 7, did a 21 mile ride around town (for those of you in Austin, Jollyville to 35th Street and back), broke out in hives all over my chest and neck (I'm assuming from the oak pollen since that's the one thing I'm allergic to, and there are tumbleweeds of it rolling around town right now), took a benadryl, got home and ate lunch, showered, sacked out for over 3 hours, woke up did laundry, watched DH (FINALLY!) and Intervention (fabulous show) did a crossword and fell asleep at 11.

Okay, I'm still knocked out from the Benadryl. One of those suckers and I'm a goner. It got rid of the hives really quickly, but I also lost hours from my Sunday. I think I need to get back on Zyrtec. It was the only thing that ever worked for me that didn't make me feel like someone slipped me some GHB.

We ended up riding about 46 miles this weekend which is good, but we were supposed to ride 54. We keep telling ourselves that 46 is better than nothing, and we're doing the best that we can. So it's yoga tonight to stretch out all my sore muscles from this weekend, and hopefully I can get into bed at 10. Have I mentioned how much I love to sleep?

One last rant, can I just tell you how much I LOATHE SXSW? Every year about this time, all these crappy people in their trendiest clothes and shaggy hair (think Daniel from Project Runway) descend on our city, clog up the restaurants and make traffic worse. I like what SXSW was supposed to be (a festival for unknown bands to get exposure), but now it's just a trendy scene for the rich and famous and it SUCKS. Normal people like me can't afford to buy wristbands (wristbands that don't even guarantee that you'll get in to see the bands you want to), so what's the point? Bleh, I guess it will be over soon, but not soon enough.