It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Friday...

Unfortunately for me, Friday didn't exactly start out like a Friday. It started out more like a Monday...Thursday night even ended up like a Monday...what's the deal?!

So let's rewind for a minute. Thursday evening Brian had his second wrestling match of the season. The match was at Newton-Conover Middle School, where Brian's dad had taught and coached wrestling for a long, long time. After Brian's parents moved to the beach, one of Brian's former teammates became the new head coach of the wrestling program. Knowing that Brian went to school at N-C, I wanted to come out and support him at his match. Since I know nothing about wrestling, I enlisted the help of one of Brian's other former teammates, Philip, to come with me and not only help cheer on Brian's kids but also to help explain to me what the heck was going on.

Fast forward an hour. Hickory lost, but there was a definite upside. Brian's solo FEMALE wrestler absolutely dominated her MALE opponent. Never been more proud of my gender. Fast forward two hours. I'm at home watching Netflix after cooking dinner. Brian was still not home from school since he has to wait on every kid to be picked up before he can leave. This didn't exactly put me in a stellar mood. Okay...I was in a terrible mood and it showed. Big deal. So he comes home, one thing leads to another and there is a fight in the Mulligan house. We both went to bed mad and in silence.

The next morning when I woke up, not only was my nose ring missing (not quite sure how this keeps happening, but it does), but I hadn't slept well and I just wasn't in a good mood. Brian leaves for school while I'm still asleep, so we didn't really talk at all about the night before. After waking up, getting ready, and arriving at work, I spent the morning in meetings and finishing up my projects for the week. Around 10 a.m., the start of Brian's planning period, I receive a phone call from him asking me for my address to use as a reference for a grad school application. At first I was rather annoyed because not only did I not know he was applying to grad school, he was acting like it was no big deal. So after I give him my address, I sent him a text and told him that I didn't like being kept in the dark about a decision that is rather life-impacting. His response? "Oh sorry it's a spur of the moment thing." Really? Grad school is a spur of the moment thing? No. It is not. So then he tells me that the whole thing will make sense later today. What? That only confuses me more, Brian. Way to go.

Fast forward three and a half hours. My friend Latelle locked his keys in his car, so I offered to go to Walmart and bring him my AAA card so he wouldn't have to pay for a locksmith. After grabbing lunch and checking on the dogs while I was out, I arrived back at the office to an almost immediate telephone call. Our hilarious receptionist Kellie said, "You need to come out here..." At first I was thinking I was in trouble, which isn't exactly what I wanted to happen on a Friday. So I walk around the corner and there is a huge vase of roses on the counter. Kellie looks at me and asks, "Is it your anniversary or something?" I immediately start laughing and tell her no, he just screwed up last night and was a jerk. This elicits quite a few laughs from Kellie and everyone else standing in the reception lobby. What can I say? I'm funny.

I have to admit, though...they're gorgeous!

Today has continued to get better and better, and tonight I get to not only decorate my Christmas tree and clean for the party on Sunday, but I get to hang out with Rebecca and a hot tub. Can't beat that! Look for posts over the weekend about Chase going to the groomer for the first time (I'll be giving an in-depth rating of Petco on this one!) as well as how well I survive throwing my first party at our house.