What a weekend.
So Happy Belated Thanksgiving to everyone. I hope it went well for all. Believe it or not, my Thanksgiving went by without a hitch (and for those of you who know what's been going on that's pretty much a miracle!) so I was happy for that.
Friday night I was trying desperately to find someone to go with me to the lighting of the Christmas tree downtown. I called all my high school friends in town first but none of them wanted to go, so I finally called Jonesy, who said he would go with me, but he had a soccer game down in Franklin at 9:45 that he was leaving for at 8:50 with a bunch of people from his soccer team. So in exchange for watching the tree lighting I had to go with him to the game. Well, due to a series of unforseeable mishaps, we made it downtown with only seconds to spare before the lighting of the tree. The problem? We were about a block and a half away when we got downtown. So we ran down Ludlow and Second street to make it just a minute after the tree had been lit. So I missed it, but oh well. It was still very beautiful and I was grateful to have such a good friend with me to see it. (Mucho gracias Jonesy!)Then after that I went to the soccer game with Jonesy. Since I know half the team it was a lot of fun. They won (barely) so that was good too.
Well, then I got home around 12:30 and was just about ready to call it a night when my phone rang. Low and behold it was my Johnny Machuca!! He and Steve Stratton were going to visit Mark at Hammerjax and wanted me to tag along. They called Kevin,John's brother Brian, and John's cousin Kathy and at 1:00 in the morning we left for the club. And we all went down in one car. One little car. One little Camaro that is. Man, we were squished. So we clubbed for about an hour and a half and man do I love being a girl. Steve paid for me to get in, Johnny and Brian bought me drinks all night! Yay! So that was good.
We left the club around 2:30 ish and went back to Kathy's for awhile to hang out and play cards. Mark joined us and we all got trashed. It was mucho fun. We didn't go to bed until about 6:30 in the morning. I got to crash in a bed with Steve on the left and Mark on the right. *sigh* Now that was fun.
Saturday sucked ass, though. I was up at 10:45 to leave and get ready for my eye appointment. The lady doing my check up looked at me and said, "Wow. Have we already dialated your eyes?" I said, "Uh, no. Why?" And she said, "Wow, because they are REALLY dialated. I wonder why..." Me: "Uh...wow, that is weird. I wonder why too..." Then I had a soccer game Saturday night. I was so tired but I played ok and if you can believe it:
WE WON OUR FIRST SOCCER GAME IN ABOUT THREE SESSIONS!!!! WOOHOO!!!
So that was mucho fun. After the game though I was out cold as soon as I hit the bed. Slept in really late Sunday. Did laundry. Went and got a few drinks with Eric Smith and then went home and back to bed. Good weekend.
Random quote:
"Good job, you can read cards; now stand up and take your pants off!" ~Steve talking to Brian
Friday night I was trying desperately to find someone to go with me to the lighting of the Christmas tree downtown. I called all my high school friends in town first but none of them wanted to go, so I finally called Jonesy, who said he would go with me, but he had a soccer game down in Franklin at 9:45 that he was leaving for at 8:50 with a bunch of people from his soccer team. So in exchange for watching the tree lighting I had to go with him to the game. Well, due to a series of unforseeable mishaps, we made it downtown with only seconds to spare before the lighting of the tree. The problem? We were about a block and a half away when we got downtown. So we ran down Ludlow and Second street to make it just a minute after the tree had been lit. So I missed it, but oh well. It was still very beautiful and I was grateful to have such a good friend with me to see it. (Mucho gracias Jonesy!)Then after that I went to the soccer game with Jonesy. Since I know half the team it was a lot of fun. They won (barely) so that was good too.
Well, then I got home around 12:30 and was just about ready to call it a night when my phone rang. Low and behold it was my Johnny Machuca!! He and Steve Stratton were going to visit Mark at Hammerjax and wanted me to tag along. They called Kevin,John's brother Brian, and John's cousin Kathy and at 1:00 in the morning we left for the club. And we all went down in one car. One little car. One little Camaro that is. Man, we were squished. So we clubbed for about an hour and a half and man do I love being a girl. Steve paid for me to get in, Johnny and Brian bought me drinks all night! Yay! So that was good.
We left the club around 2:30 ish and went back to Kathy's for awhile to hang out and play cards. Mark joined us and we all got trashed. It was mucho fun. We didn't go to bed until about 6:30 in the morning. I got to crash in a bed with Steve on the left and Mark on the right. *sigh* Now that was fun.
Saturday sucked ass, though. I was up at 10:45 to leave and get ready for my eye appointment. The lady doing my check up looked at me and said, "Wow. Have we already dialated your eyes?" I said, "Uh, no. Why?" And she said, "Wow, because they are REALLY dialated. I wonder why..." Me: "Uh...wow, that is weird. I wonder why too..." Then I had a soccer game Saturday night. I was so tired but I played ok and if you can believe it:
WE WON OUR FIRST SOCCER GAME IN ABOUT THREE SESSIONS!!!! WOOHOO!!!
So that was mucho fun. After the game though I was out cold as soon as I hit the bed. Slept in really late Sunday. Did laundry. Went and got a few drinks with Eric Smith and then went home and back to bed. Good weekend.
Random quote:
"Good job, you can read cards; now stand up and take your pants off!" ~Steve talking to Brian