The week that was

So yes this was a crazy week, courtesy of Independence Day falling on a Wednesday.

Tuesday felt like Friday night, so I had Friday night sorta fun on that eve. Oh hi hello Merlot!
Then on Independence Day, I went to two parties (awwww yeah no cooking) and then I was sad because Wednesday felt like a Sunday night, and I there was no Saturday sort of a buffer.

Then yesterday and today felt like Monday and Tuesday, but tonight is really Friday, so I am again in the partying mood.

So what would Coco do? Coco and Dear Husband shall dine out tonight at Cabana. I shan't wear my tiara, so I doubt anyone will recognize me. It's a lovely place to go on a balmy Summer night, and we have precious few weekends to ourselves, so there ya go. Dear Husband does not have a wedding to shoot on Saturday, but the next two weekends are crazy, so we shall be sure to have a relaxing, pretty time tonight.

Tomorrow hopefully will feel like a Saturday, but it will feel like a weird Saturday for me because our usual Saturday is a workday, but not this Saturday. I will continue work on a new painting (a hopefully pretty 12x18 abstract sorta landscape), and then Dear Husband and I have been invited to a party on Saturday night. Then Sunday will be church, and hopefully Coco's brain will be back in normal week mode. Fat chance of that happening - the words "Coco" and "normal" are not friends with each other.

I hope I have confused my dear readers - it is good for the creative side of your noggin.

Coco Does Domestic

Dear Husband pinched a nerve in his back earlier last week, so he spent Saturday convalescing. This is very unusual for him, since he usually works 14 hours a day. Thankfully we did not have a wedding this weekend, so even though he was feeling poorly, I am glad that he was at least resting.

Coco was very domestic this weekend. No, I did not wrestle with the weeds, because there was so much that needed to be done in the house (yep I will use any excuse I can).

So what did Coco do?

Coco did lots of laundry, dear husband was on the verge of going commando if I did not do some, and the hamper at a very unstable meniscus, so it was just time.

Then I did the grocery shopping (yeah I hate going grocery shopping too). Since it was a Saturday, and I was not rushing through the market one night after work, I took my time, got some great deals and now our pantry, fridge and fruit blows are well stocked. That evening I cooked a lovely pork tenderloin with couscous and green beans. I enjoyed the meal with a lovely Pinot Grigio. Since dear husband was on medicine for his back, he had iced tea.

I also painted on my commissioned work, and actually finished it up on Sunday. I think it turned out great, and when I showed to my fellow co-worker/patron, he really liked it and is very excited to bring it home and surprise his wife and little baby girl.


Sunday was spent mostly at church, we had the leftover pork for lunch, and I put away all of my work clothing that had accumulated in a pile for the past week. I have such a bad habit about coming home, kicking off my heels and work attire, and leaving the shoes in a dangerous pointy pile and the clothing on a butler thingy that really must hate me because of how I overburden it.

Anyhoo when I climbed into bed last night, with Dear Husband feeling much improved, knowing that my cupboards were full, my linens were fresh, and my closet was tidy I was well pleased with myself.