Morning. Like, really early morning. I got up before 3am this morning to get on this flight to Phoenix. Yes, it’s finally that time - Girls Trip Time! Just call us The Sedona Six.
We are all flying into Phoenix. And then we’re driving to Sedona. Well, five of us are, the sixth one is already there. We don’t know the exact reason she’s already there, but we suspect that some kind of shift is happening in her life and she needed some alone time. Fair enough.
Me, I need some together time. I spend far too much time alone.
So here I am on a 5:30am flight bound for Phoenix.
Martini is at the porn star’s house. Remember, I found this woman on the Rover app. And she seems to be amazing. Martini already loves her as she squealed with delight when I pulled up to the house. A very, very good sign! We’ll see how she does with five nights…and FOUR cats! You know, Martini is a spaz around cats, but this woman appears to be pulling the integration off like a charm! She sent me a video of one of the cats letting Martini sniff her tail last night. Unheard of!
I don’t really have a whole lot to tell you since the last time I wrote. I think I said I was in a funk…a rut…stagnant, if you will. I’m hoping this quick but long weekend in Vortex Country will somehow metaphysically shake some life back into me.
I’m nervous about the Anni situation as I still haven’t had “the talk” with her. And I’m hoping that this trip will be different and I won’t have to, but I fear that some things aren’t going to change.
I also fear that I’m going to be viewed as the prude now that I don’t drink. I will admit that combining alcohol with this particular group of women has always been license for me (and all of us) to go wildly and crazily back into our college days - those hazy days of booze and sex and hormones raging. When we get together we are those obnoxious middle-aged women you see going nuts at the resort. We are the trio of women in White Lotus that crazy night in Bangkok.
What’s going to happen???
I guess time will tell and I’ll write about it! Stay tuned.
What else has been going on?
Oh, on Monday evening I had pickleball league. I was hoping to see my crush. Alas, he wasn’t there for some reason. What’s up with that? I mean, the good news is, with this league, everyone is so freaking casual and laid back. But I guess that also means you can show up when you want and not show up when you don’t. Each team seems to have enough players that someone can always be out and you can still play. For example, my team, the “All Aces”, has three members. Two are playing at a time, so one of us is always sitting out while the other two play two members of the other team. My crush’s team has 5 or 6 players. Which I think is too many, but whatever.
Anyway, I ended up chatting with another guy, who was super friendly. Not a crush type thing at all, though I think he thought I was flirting with him. He mentioned his girlfriend, so I asked why she doesn’t play pickleball with him. He said she’s a tennis girl. There’s a love-hate relationship between tennis and pickleball.
I liked this guy enough to talk smack to him on the court. Luckily, he laughed every time (though I did throw him off his game a bit). I’m probably the worst player out there, yet I find myself talking the most smack! If I keep that up, it’s going to go one way or another. People are going to laugh and think it’s funny that the sucky girl is speaking shit, or they’re going to hate me and want to kick my ass.
There’s one team that I’m super afraid of. I will not be talking smack to them when we play them. There’s one big, burly woman and one tall and thin one and they are KILLERS. I’m so afraid to play them. It’s going to hurt. I think in this league we all end up playing each team. We shall see.
Speaking of talking smack, I got into a little Instagram DM argument with the guy I met a while back who is the former drug addict living on Skid Row who turned his life around and is now a multi-millionaire who owns dozens of healthy food stores around the country. He’s a fascinating dude and I love watching his IG stories, but he is soooooo weirdly Trumpy and spews all kinds of “stuff” in his stories. He loves to rant.
So he was talking about vaccines, and I chimed in with some words about my personal story and having cancer during the height of covid right before the vaccines came out and yada yada, and I thought we had some constructive conversation. Essentially, I agreed with him about a point, and then he took that as a license to go off on a tangent about something else, knowing we lean in different directions politically.
I gave this guy an inch and he took five miles! Ugh. Why even try. I think that this guy just loves to argue and he wanted to push me into something unrelated.
And the thing is, I’m still interested in listening to his opinions. He’s essentially doing what we do here in PB - barfing out our ideas publicly. Only he does his in video form and in front of an audience of about 150,000. And I’m over here half-hiding behind a pseudonym and trying to keep my location anonymous for the most part.
I am all over the place this morning, aren’t I? I think I’m just so excited to be going somewhere with friends. It’s just been too long.
By the way, HOW is it already summer? HOW am I already thinking about the end of the year? I’m working on Holiday products at work. I’m preparing for FALL trips. I am going to turn 58 in October. Why is life moving at warp speed? And where am I going?
Okay. I’m going to roll. I just opted into WiFi using airline miles and I want to get this posted before I land and the excitement begins.
Wish me luck with the girls, please? Wish me inner calm amid the chaos that’s about to happen. This will be my first alcohol-free girls trip. EVER. I need all the good vibes you can send.
See you later!
XO,
GS
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