Friday
After work, I had my $30 eyebrow wax. She did a good job, but she ripped the skin slightly under my left eyebrow. It hurts. I had told her I was on acne medication (I know, in my 30s, life is unfair), and she said it wouldn’t be a problem. Perhaps it was just a fluke but of course now I’m paranoid.

After that, I took my aloe vera covered self to the market and bought ingredients for chocolate covered pretzels for annabel lee’s party. Then I finally came home, tinkered with the new blog theme a bit, watched Las Vegas (who’s gonna marry Delinda? hmmm?), and crashed.

Saturday
I woke up nice and early thanks to my Little calling me twice before 9:00 a.m. Ugh. I then dragged my butt to Weight Watchers and re-enrolled. After that I came home and made the chocolate covered pretzels. And had only one bite. I’m quite proud of myself.

That afternoon, I relaxed for a bit, found out Eve bought a condo walking distance from me (yay! mazel tov!), got ready, and headed out to the party. It was a fun time–lots of yummy food and nice people (including another Hilary with one L!), and I even chatted with a guy I had a date with last year. In typical Hilary fashion, I didn’t realize it was him until midway through our conversation. Unfortunately I can’t blame it on the alcohol, because I’d only had one glass of wine.

Sunday
For whatever reason, I couldn’t sleep past 9:00. I hate that. I decided to take advantage of the early morning hour and snag the washing machines (we have only two washers for 21 units) and did four (4!) loads of laundry. Then, feeling inspired to not be a lazy ass all day, I headed to Ralphs and stocked up on low point foods. By the time I got home, it was only noon so I decided to turn the overly ripe bananas sitting on my counter into chocolate chip banana bread for the coworkers. [ed. note: I know, don't you want to work in my office?] And now, it’s time for trash TV, namely, the Surreal Life. I love TiVo.

Bonus–Emails From Italy
Since my parents are in Italy for two weeks, I thought I would share snippits of my mom’s emails (did I mention they schlepped the laptop with them?) with you each day, as I find them quite amusing. So here is email number one–my mom’s fashion report from Italy:

Women are wearing all length pants….HIGH heeled boots (YIKES!!) with shorts, jeans, cropped pants…all lengths. Tight shirts and tees and sweaters, often with midriff and/or decolletage (lots of it). Weird. Watching FOX Europe now.

Not sure why the part about watching FOX Europe was included in that paragraph, but it’s totally normal for my dad to put that station on the minute he walks into a room with a TV. Why should it be any different just because they’re in Europe?