Normally, my weekends are kind of lame unless I am running around Nashville trying to visit everyone. This one was going to be kind of quiet but even the best laid plans tend to get turned on their ears from time to time.
So I put myself out there on Friday with my post for Kelly’s Show Us Your Life Friday and besides turning beet red a couple of times I can at least say that I did it. No real connections but hey, you all got to see a few pictures of me and the brutal honesty that can come out of my mouth before I can edit.
I was on FB later just doing my normal scroll of who is doing what for the weekend when I noticed a friend who I have not seen in years post something that I thought deserved a response. This resulted in a few back a forth emails with me basically confirming that I am lame since going out past 10 isn’t in my playbook anymore. But what the heck, a couple a drinks, catching up seemed like a good thing. So I managed to stay up that late to meet up with him.
I need to come up with a name for the guy because he does read this blog (umm, cringing now since TMI seems to be my forte on here) but I did say I wouldn’t mention his name after he did something that made me laugh and say, oh that is so going in my blog.
We are drinking and chatting, just having a nice time when he grabs his wet cocktail napkin, balls it up and attempts to throw it. I say attempt because I didn’t have a clue who he was trying to hit, initially, I thought he was going for the bartender but nope. It was a patron, someone he knew from another establishment and he was just aiming for her head. It is a good thing he doesn’t have to hit targets for a living because he kind of sucks at it. Instead of, say, hitting her on the forehead, cheek or the like, he hit her square in the eye. She looked pissed and he immediately jumped up to go and apologize. I was preparing to duck for cover because she looked like she was getting ready to take him out.
It all happened so fast and it was so funny that I am lucky that I didn’t have one of those pee my pants moment. As the night wore on, she still would glance over, giving him a look of death. It was classic. And here is the part where I will have to say, he was so straight laced in high school. Super nice guy, didn’t break the rules and now? He has let his hair down so to speak.
I didn’t get in til four in the morning, so apparently, when there is good conversation and drinks, I can go without sleep. The night wasn’t what I expected nor intended but it was good. I got home, texted him to let him know I was home safe and sound and crashed. Didn’t hear the phone beep when he texted back and woke up to a cat who was a bit peeved that I was gone all that time.
Another friend was in need of some new clothes, so she came by to get me and we went shopping. Of course I was dragging a bit but I did manage to refrain from buying too much. I hit the Mac counter to see another high school friend that has done my makeup for forever. He is a pro and since it had been years since he had made me up, I got squeezed in so he could work his magic. Now here is the thing people, I don’t wear a lot of makeup and when I do, it is so neutral/natural that you wouldn’t really notice. He pulled out eye colors that made me a little nervous but I trust him and he knows how to put me together. I didn’t take a picture but he has promised we will be getting together soon so he can help me learn how to actually apply stuff and it not look like a preschooler attempting it.
Last night was Trousdale School’s musical. This is a school for adults with Down Syndrome; my parents volunteer there and the students have all adopted them as grandparents. It was a great production and my friend who I was shopping with was with me as my date. She cried the whole time, me, well, I can still keep that under control. 🙂 It was funny, sweet and there were several times when I wanted to jump up and start dancing but I refrained since that might have involved bodily harm to myself or others.
Speaking of bodily harm, as my friend was dropping me off at my place yesterday afternoon so I could change and put my leftovers in the fridge, I fell down going up my steps. Two bruises and a ripped off toenail later and I am hobbling around. Not to mention my ego was shattered by doing this but thank goodness no one saw it.
So today, I am going to take it easy. I have to go to the grocery store but I keep putting it off. I think a nap or two is in order and since it looks like rain, I won’t be able to get out by the pool.
The pictures I took last night look horrible so I have none to share, sorry. But trust, it was a great show. I think they should take it on the road.