Feels Like a Sunday
There is a Pride meeting at 9 AM tomorrow. Yes, that's Sunday. So today was like a Sunday. It was my day to not leave the house, do laundry, a little cleaning. I baked some cookies to bring to the meeting, snicker-doodles made using the Tastefully Simple Cinnamon Melts muffin mix. Jennie brought me over my new order, so I figured I better start using up the stuff I bought last time! They came out great. Baking cookies on a 90+ degree day, sort of an odd choice, but I wanted to bring something to share & snack on, and these I could make without having to go out and buying anything. The only ingredients needed besides the mix was one egg, which is exactly how many I happened to have left, and butter.
Since today is psuedo-Sunday, last night was pseudo-Saturday. There was a Pride fundraiser at The Breakfast Club, an 80's nightclub uptown, near the arena. It was really fun. The turn-out could have been better, but I had a last. The place is very authentic; you feel like you are actually going back in time to a dance club from 20 years ago. A few people even get dressed in 80's style clothes, but most don't. I stayed until about 12:30 and then went home.
I made no plans to go out tonight, since I have be up so early, but it turns out I picked a good night to stay in. It's been pouring rain with lightning and house-shaking thunder. The other good thing about acting like it's a Sunday is that I started thinking it actually is Sunday, so tomorrow's going to be like a bonus day for the weekend.
Since today is psuedo-Sunday, last night was pseudo-Saturday. There was a Pride fundraiser at The Breakfast Club, an 80's nightclub uptown, near the arena. It was really fun. The turn-out could have been better, but I had a last. The place is very authentic; you feel like you are actually going back in time to a dance club from 20 years ago. A few people even get dressed in 80's style clothes, but most don't. I stayed until about 12:30 and then went home.
I made no plans to go out tonight, since I have be up so early, but it turns out I picked a good night to stay in. It's been pouring rain with lightning and house-shaking thunder. The other good thing about acting like it's a Sunday is that I started thinking it actually is Sunday, so tomorrow's going to be like a bonus day for the weekend.