Well almost never.  Sometimes I do an OK job, other times it’s quite comical.  This weekend provided two examples of my poor navigational skills.  I have no sense of direction and never really have.  This is not new and I am quite use to not exactly knowing where I am or where I am going if it is somewhere new.  I luckily know my way around the immediate area that I live in. 

I am so lucky that my best friend moved back to town after years of living in Los Angeles.  She moved out to SoCal after I did and she stayed quite a bit longer than I did.  But she has returned home to her family and me.  It is so  nice to have her home.  We met our freshman year of high school and have been friends ever since.  Our 20 year reunion is coming up in 09.  That’s just how long we have been friends.  She is awesome.  So, I was really doing her a favor by taking her the complete wrong way on Saturday night as we went to dinner.  I wanted to go to this Tapas restaurant that I went to once with hubby.  I figured I would make a reservation.  I couldn’t remember the name of the place we went which is really where my problem started.  As we have more than one tapas restaurant here in town. 

I made reservations but it turns out I made reservations at a place on the hill not in Clayton–we went to Clayton.  I am trying to find the address for a street that doesn’t exist in the part of town I dragged her to.  It really is comical.  Once I figured out my faux pas, I got us to our destination without much of a problem.  The sad part is that our original destination was about 5-8 minutes from my house–it took us close to 45. 

I’m lucky she loves me.  I’ll have to tell the story about the time we went to Vegas.  It’ll make a small detour look like nothing.

so, I had a great birthday weekend.  I ate and drank too much and certainly don’t feel as relaxed as I would like to have felt–but I have two kiddos and they are exhausting.  Hope everyone had a great weekend.