Weekend of June 3rd - 5th

This past weekend was fantastic. I'm not sure what made it so great, it just was. After a hectic week, it was so nice to relax and rest and finally unpack from the Boston trip (although I still have laundry to do). Friday night I stayed in, ordered Thai (first time ever the woman kept saying "and then") and watched Boston beat my Angels (that's Anaheim Angels to you). I wanted to make it an early night because I had to wake up at 6:30 the next morning for the Race for the Cure. We put together a team here at work to honor a coworker's mom who passed away recently after battling cancer for 15 years. It's amazing to me how many people are affected by breast cancer. They had signs you could pin to you that had "In celebration of" or "In memory of". I chose to celebrate my grandmother even though she has passed away. She was winning her second fight against breast cancer when she passed away from a stroke about a year and a half ago. She was an amazing woman. Tearing up, moving on. So we did the Race Saturday morning. I ended up walking about 10 miles that day (from my house to the office, to the race start, then the 3K race, then to breakfast, then home) and ended up with swollen knees and a pulled hamstring. I AM OLD. So sad I even laughed at myself. But it was worth it. Our team raised about $2,000 for the Susan G. Komen Foundation and we had a great time doing it. I went home and napped (see above, I AM OLD) then got pretty for the Nats game with the girls. We had fun, so much that we completely missed how the 2nd base umpire ended up on the ground and why a Nat was ejected. Mystery solved Monday - he was trying to stop the player from rushing someone else and got clipped at the exact angle needed to knock him on his ass. After the game Paul and Peter (Katie's man) met up with us for drinks. Sunday Paul and I had lunch then I went home to get clean and met up with him to watch the third game in the Angels/Sox series. We had a little bet going and after the Angels' crushing 13-6 victory Saturday night we were tied up 1-1. The Sox ended up beating us (sad, sad day) and I got to find out Paul is a poor winner. The day ended well with the return of Entourage though and I went to sleep a happy girl.