It was one of those weekends that I could just set on repeat. It was full of friends, football and well, rain but a little rain doesn’t hurt. Although I might be rethinking this when I am swimming to work tomorrow.
A trip to Nashville was what the doctor ordered and it didn’t disappoint. There were drinks, laughing, lots of hugging, some walking, LOTS of football and two babies that needed to be seen. I started off the weekend with the ladies I used to work with, ladies who keep me in stitches, look out for me and I like to call them family. While I haven’t been one to hang at a bar in years, meeting up at the Crow’s Nest is always fun. They pour very strong drinks and when it is happy hour, well, my friends take advantage. I am now a lightweight, I may need to point that out to a few of my sorority sisters since that used to not be the case.
After about a million hugs, miss yous and love yous, we all caught up on each others lives. The Queen arrived and was concerned about the no valet at such an early time but in true fashion, the Queen got a front spot. We laughed about our lives, we laughed at Doo’s choice of drink (especially when the Queen picked up the tab, special thanks to her for always spoiling me so!), we laughed at my mishaps in dating and we laughed about our girls weekend at my place last year.
As the group started heading different ways I ran upstairs to say bye to my sisters or as Lady L says, the best friends money could buy in 1997. I chatted with them briefly and have to report back to them I was a good girl all weekend. It is in my nature but also when you don’t want to get hurt, you self preserve.
Then I headed back down to my group to hug Cherry, the Queen and K, said my goodbyes to them and headed to the boy’s to start the overdose of football for the weekend. I had some yummy sushi, explored the newest liquor store in Bellevue, gawked at the gas prices there (dude, $3.37! so much cheaper than here!) and settled in for an interesting game between Baylor and TCU. It was a football game on psychotic drugs, unable to make up it’s mind.
Of course being back in Nashville meant that my body was happily on Central Time, I woke up a bit before 7am to tackle my to do list. I got ready, headed to Radnor and walked. Oh the joys of walking there! Oh the cramps in my legs! And finally, oh the what in the world did I do to my body??!! I was pissed that I was struggling on this walk which underscores my desire to get fit. I guess I will just have to keep traveling back up there every so often to test my fit status.
Then it was off to see friends and babies! Oh dear, little E is such a cute little thing, with her curly little hair and her big smile. We chatted about her curly hair, her toys and her cute little pink mary jane socks. She is going to be one stylish little girl. Of course her mama and daddy have a way with style too, so the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Her mama and I caught up and then it was time to say my goodbyes so I could head to see Stacey, J and Mr. E.
Oh my! How time has flown, Mr. E has grown, crawls all over the place and shared his sweet potato puffs with me. I hung out with him while his mama started laundry and thought I smelled something that could be used to torture any terrorist into spilling the beans. Once I looked, I ended up wimping out and only handing wipes to his mama. My stomach wasn’t that strong! I don’t know what these kids eat but seriously, the US government should think about bottling that smell and mess to find out who wants to mess with us.
After some time watching Mickey and bit more playing I had to say my goodbyes again. As I was holding this cute little fellow, I raised him up above me and he planked! Yep, he is that cool. I did it again and again and it humored both of us. The cool genes run in his family since his mom and dad are quite cool! He smiled at me, laughed at me, snuggled in since he was getting tired and just as I was about to kiss him for the hundredth, he spit up on me. He is consistent with me, I got to say that. He loves to spit up on his Aunt Amy!
Then I picked up the all important wings that were to be had at the boy’s while watching football. It was yummy and definitely the right food choice for the day. It was nerve wracking leading up to the Ole Miss game since the boy does take his sports quite seriously. I even noticed a path in his carpet where he has paced so much. While there were a couple of calls that were not made and a couple of plays that should have happened, the game was decent but in the end, it was a sad panda kind of a day for him.
Taking a walk Sunday morning was maybe a wrong decision in my book since it was so humid but I wanted to take advantage of being there. After barely surviving the walk, I hobbled to my car and set off for Chattanooga. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck driving in the rain, which ended up to be a good choice since it hasn’t stopped raining since last night.
Another weekend in the books and it all went by so quickly. At least I can look forward to seeing Ole Miss play Vandy in a couple of weeks. While it might not be The Grove, it is Nashville and I cannot wait for another weekend full of friends and football.
Now I am off to start building a boat, seems that might be the best way to get downtown tomorrow.