Dawn's Digression.
Monday, February 03, 2003
My Weekend
My weekend rocked.
It actually took me an hour and a half to get home from work on Friday night. I was ticked off. Really ticked. As a result, I didn't have much time to get ready. I suppose I could have had plenty of time if I hadn't felt the need to 'chill' for a few minutes before getting ready.
Anyway, I got to the bar about 8:45. Luckily, Melody, whom I was supposed to meet there at 8, was also late. Thank goodness. I was completely worried she would have already been there, waited, and then left. I likely would have. But-- she actually got there after I did. And I was so excited she came. I hadn't seen her in almost a year. Or maybe it was a year. And it was especially touching since she had to drive at least 45 minutes to get there AND she had to be at that same bar again on Saturday night. So, I was really happy. There were six of us to begin with.
It was: Bigfoot Bob and his friend, Diana, McJenny, Diana, and me, TacoDawn. Only I guess I'm not really TacoDawn anymore since I don't eat Taco Bell. But that's beside the point.
Bigfoot Bob and companion left pretty early. But that was okay, I was just really glad they joined us. Melody, McJenny, Diana, and I continued to partake of the $1.50 well drinks. I know I had at least 5. We all got a little trashed. There was a lot of giggling involved. And it was FUN. We decided to head across the street to the country bar. Melody told me earlier she didn't want to go, and would just go home when we went to the country bar, but she went with us anyway. (YAY!) Diana was tearing up the dance floor with a drunken, sexually confused gay man. Drunken Sexually Confused Man would NOT leave McJenny alone because he wanted to dance with her. Melody stepped up and protected our straight friend, just to be kissed by the nasty guy in the long run. I thought she was going to clock him. She didn't. I'm glad she didn't, but he certainly deserved it. Ew. Boy spit. I am so sorry, Fair Maiden. :(
We decided we were too drunk to be driving. I quit drinking about 11:30, and it was probably around 1, but you can really never be too sober. So, we went to Cafe Brazil, and all had quesadillas. Then we went home. I went to bed a bit after 3.
Saturday
I woke up sometime during the 6 o'clock hour and recognized the upcoming hangover, so I took a couple of aspirin and went back to bed. I was awakened at 9am by the telephone ringing. Michele's mom was calling to tell her about Columbia. I turned on the TV and watched the news coverage for about an hour. Then I got up and did a couple of things around the house, but I left the news coverage on all day. I even had 2 TVs on. If you know me, you know I NEVER do that. One TV is normally MORE than enough... but I wanted to get things done around the house and get to watch the coverage. I rearranged the linen closet, dusted the house, cleaned up cat barf...etc etc. Then it was time to go to the grocery store. After the store, I took Darcee (Michele's dog) to the park to feed the ducks. Only the weather here was so beautiful, everyone had already been out to feed the ducks, and the ducks all refused my bread. Can you believe the nerve of these pesky ducks refusing my bread? I was miffed. Besides that, the dog was crying because she wanted to eat the pretty duckies.
Then, I went to see Chicago. I went with Michele's best friend Shelley. We met up there around 5ish. We both liked the movie. It is NOT better than the hours, but it was good. I was especially impressed with Catherine Zeta-Jones. I love her voice. It's spectacular. At any rate, I do recommend Chicago if you have not already seen it. Afterwards, I was planning to stay and watch The Hours again, but Shelley was able to talk me into coming over for pizza and Harry Potter. We started the movie, but I didn't see more than 10 minutes of it until we started talking. We didn't stop talking until after 2am. I think, actually I know I said more than I should have regarding various topics since she is Michele's best friend. But I apparently really needed to talk about some things, and she was very nice about it. She put me in my place a couple of times, which was perfectly fine. Sometimes things are so apparently obvious to others, but I miss them when it concerns me. So, that was good.
Sunday
Sunday I woke up at 9. I had to take Barney out to my parents to have my dad look at it. He didn't do a whole lot to it, but he did tell me that some of the repairs the shop said needed to be made don't. So screw you, Firestone. On the way out to see my parents, I saw the traffic boards that usually tell us which lanes are closed. This time it said, "Call police to report space shuttle debris". And, OMG did that hit me. I watched the coverage all day Saturday, but I didn't see anything physically with my eyes that made it personal. Does that make sense? Sometimes you can watch TV and it feels like it is happening somewhere else. But when I saw that board, I got so upset. And then I became upset because I was looking around, and people weren't driving with their lights on. And all the flags were at half mast. I was truly mortified Saturday morning, but I didn't cry until Sunday when I saw those signs.
I took Darcee to my parents with me. She had a great time and they loved her. I offered to let her stay with them, but they didn't bite. Darn. That dog barks WAY too much for me. That was more excitement than Darcee has had in the past year of her life. She slept like a baby all evening.
I picked Michele up at the airport at 8:40pm. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I did not even get a chance to miss her. All of that looking forward to missing her, and I didn't. I had so much damned fun this weekend. I had no sleep this weekend. I woke up every hour last night, after going to bed at midnight. I am plum tuckered, ya'll.
I really enjoyed my weekend of female bonding. It has been so long since I've done that much of it. I was really touched my straight friends agreed to go to the lesbian bar. I was touched Melody drove out to see me. I was touched McJenny gave me a graduation card. I guess I was just touched all over this weekend. Only not like that, of course! My co-workers liked Melody, she seemed to like them, and I just love everyone. :)
It actually took me an hour and a half to get home from work on Friday night. I was ticked off. Really ticked. As a result, I didn't have much time to get ready. I suppose I could have had plenty of time if I hadn't felt the need to 'chill' for a few minutes before getting ready.
Anyway, I got to the bar about 8:45. Luckily, Melody, whom I was supposed to meet there at 8, was also late. Thank goodness. I was completely worried she would have already been there, waited, and then left. I likely would have. But-- she actually got there after I did. And I was so excited she came. I hadn't seen her in almost a year. Or maybe it was a year. And it was especially touching since she had to drive at least 45 minutes to get there AND she had to be at that same bar again on Saturday night. So, I was really happy. There were six of us to begin with.
It was: Bigfoot Bob and his friend, Diana, McJenny, Diana, and me, TacoDawn. Only I guess I'm not really TacoDawn anymore since I don't eat Taco Bell. But that's beside the point.
Bigfoot Bob and companion left pretty early. But that was okay, I was just really glad they joined us. Melody, McJenny, Diana, and I continued to partake of the $1.50 well drinks. I know I had at least 5. We all got a little trashed. There was a lot of giggling involved. And it was FUN. We decided to head across the street to the country bar. Melody told me earlier she didn't want to go, and would just go home when we went to the country bar, but she went with us anyway. (YAY!) Diana was tearing up the dance floor with a drunken, sexually confused gay man. Drunken Sexually Confused Man would NOT leave McJenny alone because he wanted to dance with her. Melody stepped up and protected our straight friend, just to be kissed by the nasty guy in the long run. I thought she was going to clock him. She didn't. I'm glad she didn't, but he certainly deserved it. Ew. Boy spit. I am so sorry, Fair Maiden. :(
We decided we were too drunk to be driving. I quit drinking about 11:30, and it was probably around 1, but you can really never be too sober. So, we went to Cafe Brazil, and all had quesadillas. Then we went home. I went to bed a bit after 3.
Saturday
I woke up sometime during the 6 o'clock hour and recognized the upcoming hangover, so I took a couple of aspirin and went back to bed. I was awakened at 9am by the telephone ringing. Michele's mom was calling to tell her about Columbia. I turned on the TV and watched the news coverage for about an hour. Then I got up and did a couple of things around the house, but I left the news coverage on all day. I even had 2 TVs on. If you know me, you know I NEVER do that. One TV is normally MORE than enough... but I wanted to get things done around the house and get to watch the coverage. I rearranged the linen closet, dusted the house, cleaned up cat barf...etc etc. Then it was time to go to the grocery store. After the store, I took Darcee (Michele's dog) to the park to feed the ducks. Only the weather here was so beautiful, everyone had already been out to feed the ducks, and the ducks all refused my bread. Can you believe the nerve of these pesky ducks refusing my bread? I was miffed. Besides that, the dog was crying because she wanted to eat the pretty duckies.
Then, I went to see Chicago. I went with Michele's best friend Shelley. We met up there around 5ish. We both liked the movie. It is NOT better than the hours, but it was good. I was especially impressed with Catherine Zeta-Jones. I love her voice. It's spectacular. At any rate, I do recommend Chicago if you have not already seen it. Afterwards, I was planning to stay and watch The Hours again, but Shelley was able to talk me into coming over for pizza and Harry Potter. We started the movie, but I didn't see more than 10 minutes of it until we started talking. We didn't stop talking until after 2am. I think, actually I know I said more than I should have regarding various topics since she is Michele's best friend. But I apparently really needed to talk about some things, and she was very nice about it. She put me in my place a couple of times, which was perfectly fine. Sometimes things are so apparently obvious to others, but I miss them when it concerns me. So, that was good.
Sunday
Sunday I woke up at 9. I had to take Barney out to my parents to have my dad look at it. He didn't do a whole lot to it, but he did tell me that some of the repairs the shop said needed to be made don't. So screw you, Firestone. On the way out to see my parents, I saw the traffic boards that usually tell us which lanes are closed. This time it said, "Call police to report space shuttle debris". And, OMG did that hit me. I watched the coverage all day Saturday, but I didn't see anything physically with my eyes that made it personal. Does that make sense? Sometimes you can watch TV and it feels like it is happening somewhere else. But when I saw that board, I got so upset. And then I became upset because I was looking around, and people weren't driving with their lights on. And all the flags were at half mast. I was truly mortified Saturday morning, but I didn't cry until Sunday when I saw those signs.
I took Darcee to my parents with me. She had a great time and they loved her. I offered to let her stay with them, but they didn't bite. Darn. That dog barks WAY too much for me. That was more excitement than Darcee has had in the past year of her life. She slept like a baby all evening.
I picked Michele up at the airport at 8:40pm. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I did not even get a chance to miss her. All of that looking forward to missing her, and I didn't. I had so much damned fun this weekend. I had no sleep this weekend. I woke up every hour last night, after going to bed at midnight. I am plum tuckered, ya'll.
I really enjoyed my weekend of female bonding. It has been so long since I've done that much of it. I was really touched my straight friends agreed to go to the lesbian bar. I was touched Melody drove out to see me. I was touched McJenny gave me a graduation card. I guess I was just touched all over this weekend. Only not like that, of course! My co-workers liked Melody, she seemed to like them, and I just love everyone. :)
Dawn, 10:04 AM
