Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and youre okay.
Money, its a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
-Pink Floyd
The long weekend is drawing to a close and I've just examined the financial ruins that a pow-wow, wedding, and a rainy weekend can produce. Native Indian food, cheap souveniers, beer, and Blockbuster does cost some coin, for sure.
The pow-wow was the first of the season, but it was cold, windy, rainy, and at times, snowy. I didn't talk much to anyone, but it was great watching my daughter run around with 2 other girls her age. She's at that point that during the smaller pow-wows, she can be on her own for a bit. I urge her to check up with me every half hour or so, and then she's off again, usually after begging for more money.
The wedding was nice, and I got to see a lot of people in town under the same roof. Since a lot of my friends work in the restaraunt/bar industry, it's amazing to consider the amount of planning that went through to get everyone together for the event. I'm not personally convinced that marriage is it, but it was sweet to see my two friends together and happy.
My girl and I watched a lot of movies the next day, and we went to the corner store and got a 2 L of Mountain Dew Slushie. Afterwards, I was no way worried about the possibility of continued dehydration.
My girl is getting sarcastic. And while I know where she gets it from, it's infuriating as all hell. But it's also funny, which makes it harder to correct. And there's no holds barred on conversation topics. We talk about anything and everything, though I try to make it as kid-friendly as possible. But I have told her about my fondness for beer and how sometimes I get a headache afterwards. And she's seen School of Rock. So, when I asked her to bring me the aspirin from the cupboard, she of course had to ask me if it was because I was hungover in that all-knowing voice.
So it's off to work to make the big bucks at doubletime and a half. It's not going to help me in hating it less, but it's something...