Weekends go too fast...

Weekend just whizzed by again...  Friday, I did leave early, but I took a different path--good thing too.  Hwy 17 was a total mess!  Cars were sliding into eachother in the snow, and the highway was closed for hours.  One of my co-workers thought she would be the clever one and leave at noon before everyone else...  BAD IDEA..  She got trapped up there for hours. 

As I was slowly approaching the mountains, around 3pm, Maria called me on my cell phone to let me know it was closed, so instead of turning back to go through Watsonville/Gilroy route, I decided to be the adventurous one and proceed through Scotts Valley on to Hwy 9.  I cautiously made my way, ready to turn around for a closure, but there was none!  It was actually a pretty smooth drive despite the 15 mph curves on the slick and wet roadway.  Baby slept through the whole ordeal, and I let Andrew play his favorite CD over and over again.... The School Of Rock CD was ringing in my head all afternoon.  Sure, I got home a little later, but I still beat sitting in the snow for two hours.  :) 

Weekend was pretty uneventful..just sitting around by the fireplace, and going up and down  the hill again to drop of Liz at my moms, and bring her back home.  Oh yes, my mother has changed her mind; she NOW wants to go to the Azores...  Okay, now I have to be in "I may go to the Azores frame of mind again..."  I just wish she would stick to one decision.  Before, it was never a hard decision for me to go there.  I mean, money to get there is important, but I always managed to scramble the cash to go.  It's just I'm going to miss husband because he can't go...(it makes me sad...)  I'm torn..I really am.. 

Sunday I went out shopping with Liz to buy something for her father for his birthday.  He called Saturday wanting to speak to her and Andrew, but they weren't around.  He wanted to know the date of Lizzy's graduation, and then he asked if she was graduating high school.  DUH...Hello...don't you know how old your daughter is?  I just told him the date.  When he calls, I don't go off in conversation.  The less I say to him, the quicker it goes, and the faster I can hang up.   I guess he plans to be there at Lizzy's graduation.  Lovely, another awkard moment to look forward to...I can't wait.  Another happy moment to be spoiled my his presence...  His birthday is this week, so I'm not surprised that he called.  He tends to only call his kids around the holidays, their birthdays (which I email to remind him), and around his birthday.  I guess he wants to make sure they don't forget him.  Yeah, good idea bud. 

It's Monday and I'm back at work.  We are suppossed to have a "strike day" this week.  Our union is still fighting with the Board of Supervisors for a decent contract.  While over-hearing the boss lady who works in the next office-----my desk is located in a very stratigic area---a real long strike may occur after the 27th of this month.  Seems like the Board is not nudging for more pay for us; damn them.  I'm sure they got there cost of living increase like months ago.  It's such a joke.  Oh well...I'll strike a day this week..but for the long haul, if it's going to be for a long time--I just don't think so!!