February 22, 2026
Good mid-morning (now afternoon…been messin’ around all morning). My friends Wen and Lis just left after a long weekend of girl stuff. We even stayed out until midnight last night! Look at us!
It was good, for the most part. I’m just so bummed that Wen is so fucking grumpy! I don’t remember her being that way in our younger days, but others do, so I guess I’m just more sensitive to it. Maybe it’s much like how I’m very sensitive to Anni’s shit when she’s doing her Mean Girl act with me. She wasn’t in attendance this weekend, but she was with us in spirit.
Do you think I’m just more aware than I was when I was younger? Are my boundaries just that much more ingrained? And how do I deal with this in my relationships as I age?
I need to have friends. I need relationships! It’s so, so important.
But it was a whirlwind weekend, and I’m a thousand percent happy that they came. I need girls weekends at least once a quarter, so I need to do this more often. It should be even higher on my priority list.
We did this super fun experience last night. It was a live band at a famous music venue. The band was kind of niche, but it was very much nostalgia from our college days (when Lis, Wen and I were roomies together).
Lis had gotten us VIP tickets of some kind that didn’t really give us VIP seats at the venue since the whole place is general admission, but it got us in first through a special side door connected to an outdoor space to get air and for peeps to smoke, etc. That allowed us to be very, very close to the stage. It reminded me of going to see live bands back in the day.
The audience was 100% our age, which was so fun. I’d say 90% of the audience was between 50 and 65. And we even met some other folks who’d traveled in from all of the country to see this particular show (a guy from Los Angeles, another from NYC, another few from Portland, others from ATL…and of course, Wen and Lis from Nashville). We were even interviewed before the show started by a woman who’s a university professor doing research on this band and the nostalgia it provides its audience. She’s writing a whole ass book about it!
The show started, and I’d forgotten how exciting it is to see live music when the BOOM of the concert begins. It engages ALL of your senses, and the drum beat became my heartbeat. Exhilarating.
HOWEVER.
Early on, I got claustrophobic…even in this very friendly and easy-going audience. I had to go to the back of the venue and even step outside a few times for air. I clearly can’t do big events with large crowds anymore. At least not general admission situations when there are mass crowds of people. It’s such a weird thing.
So, I spent about 75% of the show watching from the back. At one point, Lis came back and found me and put her arm around me for while before going back to the front.
Then the crowd dispersed a tad bit and I inched my way back up to the front and got to see the encore with the girls and the big group of friends we’d made earlier in the evening.
I’m glad I got back up with my people. There were a lot of hugs and exchanges of info at the end, and we got in the uber and went back to my place. Got in the door a bit after midnight.
Lis and I stayed up until 2 just chitter-chattering while Wen snored in the background. We are worried about her health and her anger issues. It’s a lot, but I still love her dearly.
This is my chosen family.
Anyway, 3 full days with my girlfriends. I am lucky, lucky for sure.
And now it’s Sunday and I have a HUGE week ahead of me.
I am once again in a place where an opportunity has popped up this coming week and I’m sitting on the edge of something BIG that could go either way. I need to spend all of tomorrow and Tuesday doing research work and prepping.
Without jinxing, I’m going to ask for the good vibes again. If the GOOD thing happens, YOU will be the first to know.
Who am I kidding, if nothing happens, you’ll also hear about it, but maybe not in such detail that I’m planning on giving you later. HAH.
I am planning for good news. Every good thought helps, I do know this for sure.
Okay, onward. I have a lot of cleaning up to do. We trashed the place like we were back in college…only fewer beer cans and cigarette butts. Actually, zero beer cans and ciggie butts, but you know what I mean.
Love,
GS
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