The weekend....is over :(

So,

Friday after work I just sat around my house for a while. I then went out with Ash for a little while, just browsing at the mall. I didn't find anything necessary to buy though. It's cool.

Saturday I had an NCE study session that reviewed stats/appraisal/program evaluation. I am so glad it's over and I'm not looking forward to the test at all. Then I went to South Side works to kill some time until Mona was finished with her conference and until I met Megz, Kait, and Opie. So, I'm roaming around S.Side works. Happened to walk into Urban Outfitters. It was the first time I was there, and let me tell you. I spent an assload (24.00-it wasn't worth it) on a thin crocheted hat, that my hair is not long enough to put in. Oh well, the hat was a pretty teal color so I bought it anyway. I think I can maybe pull it off. I also wandered into a really cool book while I was there at Urban Outfitters. It's an adult book, that's for women, but it's a blast from the past when I was about 12 years old. As you read the book you get to choose your own ending; for example, the book will say at the end of the chapter; "if you graduate from high school and go to college-go to page 25, if you graduate from high school and travel the country-go to page 29."
So, the time came to meet Mona, Megz, Kait, and Opie. These ladies are all college buddies I had and we all consider each other friends, even though we don't see each other often at all. At some point life got in the way and we lost contact. We've decided to get our shit together and really make plans to hang out. We went to The Cheesecake Factory. I'm pretty sure all the ladies appreciated that place to eat...simply because of the dessert. We're all suckers for dessert.
We all had a blast, remembering fun times in college, and catching up on each of our lives. I really hope to meet up with the ladies again really soon. It was time to go home but Mona and I stopped by the Beehive for a Iced Chai Tea. The Beehive was totally our hangout, like everynight, so it was refreshing to be in somewhere familiar, but really disappointing that the people behind the counter and the "regulars" changed. I guess all things change in life...I'm just not that good with change. I miss the college years. I miss hanging out with good friends, not having major responsibilities, and having time to roam around the streets of South Side or any other quaint neighborhood of Pittsburgh. Life's not that bad now though...and what's important is that I remember all those memories from college and can look back on them fondly. That makes me smile.

So, because I was really looking forward to Saturday, Sunday was uneventful but relaxing. I woke up, went to church, and changed my side marker lights and brake light. It's kinda funny because the brake light was out for a month. However, the side marker light I believe was out for over a year. I thought they were simply reflectors! After reading in the manual how to fix the brake light, did I realize that they infact were not reflectors but lights...So I changed them while I was at it anyway.

I was proud that I changed the lights myself. Usually you'll go somewhere and some guy will pop them in for you at a ridiculously large cost....because you're a woman. I usually ask my Dad for help, but he was at work, and honestly...I wanted to get some experience for myself on some simple car maintenence. And boy, do I feel proud! I told my Dad when he came home from work and it touched me when he said; "That's good Tara, it's because you're my daughter, and I taught you how to do simple car stuff and helped you understand mechanical engineering at a smaller scale!" First of all, my dad is crazy. Second of all, he's right...when he said it, it wasn't in a cocky way, but a way that made me feel good that I do have my Dad. He's a good Dad. He works hard for his family. He never HAD to teach me anything. The fact that he takes the time to teach me things I could benefit from and even things I will have no use for the knowledge...really makes me appreciate the effort my Dad makes for his family. He's a special guy. I love him alot.
The rest of Sunday I just sat around. It was awesome.

Now it's Monday morning...and I have to get ready for work :(
Hope you have a good day.