It was a dumb weekend and I hated it.  

Friday night I cooked a huge meal, and we reminded Guzzlord to do the dishes therefrom at some point before 7AM Saturday because it's helpful if we can access our sink when we wake up.  I know I should honestly just do this all myself, but the kid has 1 f'ing chore in the whole world and you would think we'd asked him to put a new roof on the house every day.  

It seems like whenever my SO and I make plans or have something to do, BM suddenly needs to drop-off SS and we cannot say 'no'. I understand that it could simply be a coincidence, but this seems to happen more and more. SO and I have not had the chance to spend quality time together recently (we've been swamped with work, birthday parties for our friends children, etc.). SS came to visit last weekend, and this weekend was going to be our time alone. We even had tickets to see a baseball game...we were excited to be able to take a load off and to relax.