I’m going out! Woo hoo! Dressing up and wearing HEELS! (Which might not be a good thing in the long run…only time will tell.)
My Ron Hawkins iPod is killing me right now. All Ron all the time on shuffle and yes, there are too many favourites to count. However…
Rumours and Whispers is one song that always pierces through me. Not one to listen to when trying to NOT think about boys. And love. And life. And loss. And wanting. And and and.
Saints or defectors – all this conjecture can’t make a lover stay. Are we the true ones or just the new ones – only the years can say
All things hidden in the word “discreet”
Intuition of the night I’d meet your body in the sheets
And those three little words and those glimpses of curves
And the almost unbearable heat
‘Til it feels like it’s always been this
Infinite, all-encompassing kiss
Just we two in the whisperingness
Hmmm. Perhaps if I write it down it will become so…
So on my list?
2. Buy fabulous earrings for this evening. AND PURSE AND STOCKINGS AND SHOES! Score!
3. Buy shampoo.
4. Drink coffee.
5. Cry over depleted bank account.
6. Drink water, take vitamins.
7. Drink more coffee.
8. Sweep and wash all hardwood floors
9. Drink, Eat, Mingle, Be Merry, Be FABULOUS!
10. Photograph with the Alec Baldwin.
Depending on how long the night before lasts…
SLEEP IN SLEEP IN SLEEP IN
2. More bookstore and coffee
3. Journal at bookstore.
4. Visit with friends/family who live by giant bookstore.
…you may feel compelled to stay home… As you revel in low-key, homey pleasures like reading, writing, drawing, and meditation, you may discover that you feel happier and more peaceful than you have in recent times.
I see my night out with girls at fancy fundraiser for a fantastic theater company looking fabulous and meeting Alec Baldwin as meditative, yes indeed. Perhaps I will write about it. But I see nothing low-key in my future.
BRING ON THE BALDWIN!!! (a few tickets are still available for the reading tonight…the reception is sold out!)
My goodness. The events I plan for work are never HARD to plan. In fact tis quite easy…but somehow when they fall one after another after another after ANOTHER they take a lot out of me. It’s hard to hold a martini in one hand and chat with donors at the same time! Ha! Cheers!
The last few weeks have been event heavy with two Martini Mingles two Saturdays in a row and finally a VIP Reception last night. I had stress dreams the night before about the event last night too…
And now, they are done.
Invitations for the next Martini Mingle are out along with invites for four different private receptions being held in Florida (which I am not attending) and NOW I can catch up on all those other things I do at work. Oh so many other things…
However my work life has not slowed down completely. I have a Board Meeting coming up next week on Monday for the other job and a Board Retreat Friday night and all day—dinnertime on Saturday.
And then, I can rest for two weekends before my next event.
Work hard, play harder.
And my goodness have I been playing hard the last two weeks…out more than I have been all last year methinks.
And with that said, I’m off to grab a beer and play darts.
One of these days I’ll sleep…this weekend is not one of them.
As you might recall, I decided to give up boys for Lent. Don’t worry fellas, I love ya dearly, I just well…
Need time for me? (Need time for beer?)
I’m not really sure what it means to give up boys for Lent to tell you the truth. I think I meant no flirty texting or emailing or Facebooking. I certainly meant no smooching. Hmmm, I also meant detaching thoughts attached to a certain ex out there in the world…not the recent one.
Anyhow, so far so AWFUL. I’ve sent a suggestive message (ahem) to at least two boys I can think of…and well…anyhow…I can’t say I would smooch him if the opportunity arose this weekend. (KIDDING)
Anyhow this past FAT TUESDAY I went out for Mardi Gras, as usual and I found myself with the BFF wandering the streets of Buffalo. I had a boa on by 6pm and I didn’t even have to flirt for it damn it! I was a bit sad thinking about all the years of Mardi Gras past and all the fun times with so many different groups of my friends (and family.) My cousins couldn’t make it out this year because Lori was sick. And I had talked to about 5 different people that day about meeting up with them at some point in the night, but none of them ended up going out. Despite being surround by fun and mayhem and beads and boys everywhere buying me drinks everywhere and a good friend, I found myself somewhat lonely. Nostalgic lonely I guess.
I saw this out. Which made me fearful.
Anyhow, I was chatting it up with one boy for sometime at Brick Bar who was saying just dreadfully naughty things to me every other sentence. Ridiculous flirt (drunk) who I drank many free drinks with (and my BFF too) while hanging out. Turns out the not so nice, but so cute boy was…da da da da MARRIED.
Um yeah. Moving on.
End of my night I was chatting it up with another boy for sometime at the Pink who was not saying terribly dreadfully naughty things but was a bit flirty but we were hitting it off. I drank many free drinks with him too…and then the BFF decided it was time for him to go home and I was left at the bar, (although it was past midnight so I had already given up boys by that point.) I was getting the nice boys number and getting ready to go home when…da da da da! MARRIED! He totally had a ring on his hand and had been hiding it the whole night.
Now seriously, I wasn’t going to smooch either one of these boys, most certainly NOT at the bar. But I was going to get free drinks and have fun flirting. Which I did. But c’mon.
Nothing like reinforcing a Lenten promise by going out with a bang, eh?
Married. The 2nd one really got to me too, because we were exchanging numbers.
Get in line boys…I have a list of crushes and only what 37 days left?
MARRIED MEN NEED NOT APPLY THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
I was a bad mama and didn’t have any cat food ready for the gatos when I woke up. I fed them a can of tuna fish instead. When I opened the can I instantly missed Keesa, who could smell that damn can of tuna fish a mile away before I would even open it. Sigh.
I stopped at Wegmans in the afternoon to pick up something for work along with cat food and when I was walking in the parking lot I passed our truck. I mean, the truck. Mark’s truck? What the hell was he doing at Wegman’s at that time?
Not sure, but I’m glad I didn’t run into him.
Damn exes on my mind.
Friends, there aren’t that many chances to see a FREE concert with your GRAMMY AWARD WINNING Buffalo Philharmonic Orchestra!
Hope to see you there. Side by Side with the BPO and GBYO.
TONIGHT. Kleinhans Music Hall 7:30
Be there. And SPREAD THE WORD!
No really, be there. I’ve been having stress dreams that the hall was empty all night!
I suppose I have things to share. But I’m too MEH to care.
I need to change my password secret…too many people are reading those posts. I want to write more of those posts right now.