Three Day Weekend!

Let's see. Saturday Matthew and I headed out around noon and ran a bunch of errands, I mean a bunch! I got to see the decline of the newest Wal-Mart into an unsanitary mess as I tried to run in, but quickly ran out.. it was filthy! We went shopping for the ingredients for the Lemonade Diet, going to two "high end" places only to find that no one in Chattanooga has grade B maple syrup!
We came home and watched "Hot Fuzz". It is such a great movie! I will from now on watch anything those two guys write, because I have been grossly enamored with both of their movies, Shaun of the Dead and now Hot Fuzz. It was so refreshing to laugh out loud at a movie, I don't think I have since Eulogy. Matthew actually sat and watched the entire movie with me.. such a milestone! He is such a movie snob!
Sunday we cleaned and Matthew cooked dinner for my parents and sister, nephew, and me. It was really stellar.
We came home and watched the Hot Fuzz DVD extras, deleted scenes, outtakes, and a really long documentary on their promotional trip to the US. It was awesome!!!
Then we set to work on making a large batch of the "Lemonade Diet" brew. I hand-juiced my organic lemons and we did the recipe right (except for grade A syrup!) and bottled them up and set them in the fridge.
Monday morning I woke up and felt like I hadn't slept at all. I called in to work and decided to go run some errands but take the day for myself. Matthew headed off to work, and I sat and decided to start my diet. It needed extra straining because somehow the sight of all that cayenne pepper floating around made me ill. Then I tried it.
It was sweet, and flavorful. Then it caught my throat on fire.. like shooting whiskey or something. It burned so hard, but I was determined to drink my 20 oz. bottle. I grabbed a straw and just started drinking as quickly as possible.. it would only hurt when I stopped drinking and allowed my brain to realize I was in danger :-)
I drank it, and left the house, going to lunch with Matthew and watching him eat something really great and then having to try and describe to him that what I had drank earlier I could still feel. Every single inch of my digestive tract was on fire.
I went to the post office to mail 2 boxes to the soldier I got from AnySoldier and made the mistake of going to the Red Bank post office, where the rudest man was! I stood in line for 20 minutes, then he yells at everyone that he couldn't take debit cards. Some guys in line before me even said he was being ugly with his attitude.
When I got up there he threw some customs forms at me and said I would have to fill them out and get back in line. I was so upset, I just took the forms, my boxes, and left.
On the way home I stopped at the Sale Creek post office where I received excellent service, even though, admittedly, my boxes required a lot of "processing" before I could leave the counter. 2 boxes to the military.. 25 smackaroos. Oh well, it is the cause. I will mail the other two boxes later this week.
No good deed goes unpunished, eh? That man at Red Bank should be happy, he gets paid well and gets to help out people like me, who are nothing but nice. Stop being ugly, Postal Man!!!
P.S. by around three o'clock I was back to regular food! Ha. Maybe next time I will use a lot less pepper!