Tonight is the party that Cindy and I are throwing! We’re excited!!
Yesterday, Cindy and I met for a late lunch and did pretty much all the prepping in one evening/night. We made lists, shopped at this amazing store (where all the hot dads were shopping–eye candy galore!), found infusion containers, came back to my place and made sangria, chopped veggies, attempted these sandwich concoctions, made several dips, drank frizzante, danced around and sang songs and talked about all kinds of randomness. I’m so happy to have her as a friend.
After she left, I had to pull my car around to the back parking area to avoid getting towed. I’m not sure what came over me, but I ended up at the basement bar and had the BEST time with my neighbors! This woman I’ve seen time and time again (who I rarely talk to ) came up to me and practically forced me to come hang out at her table. I had a great time with her and a couple of other people.
Got hit on by this very attractive black guy who told me that he liked my legs (I’m thinking it’s because they are SO white that they glow in the dark…we do love our opposites sometimes, don’t we?), and I had my eye on this other guy, and it felt like I was back in my early twenties for some reason. I was as excited to be there as I used to be during my early bar-hopping days. Talked to these other girls who took a strange liking to me…it was all cloudy and surreal. Could someone have slipped me a mickey? Shut the place down before trodding back upstairs and plopping into bed. Dreamt about the party and something very sexy, but I can’t remember.
There was no way not to talk about the party with K. since we’ve been talking so much lately. I couldn’t just say that I was going to simply be hanging with friends over the 4th because I’ve been giving the party tons of focus for the last couple of days. So, I did extend an invitation to him, but he’s not coming (whew).
Even still, I’m becoming more intrigued with him by the day. I am trying to wean him slowly off texts, even though that has been one of my favorite forms of communication, as one of my OD faves pointed out, texting can be a real source of very missed communication. Plus, he is so much fun to talk with on the phone. And then there’s the in-person, and the chemistry seems to be getting stronger. I actually have hopes for this one, though we’ve barely kissed.
Speaking of phone calls, I got a ring from JP, my high school crush. He’s in town with his girlfriend, so they got an invite to the party–with the stipulation that he bring his guitar (which he happened to bring), so not only will we have a sangria party, we will have entertainment! He specializes in Spanish classical.
My parents are coming, which should be interesting. I’ll get to introduce them not only to TMG, but to Tony the Tiger as well. Lovely! My mom, of course, is interested in meeting K., but I told her NO WAY. Not yet anyway.
Anyway. Need to roll. Have to shower, polish the paws, pretty the hairs, make more snacks, and clean up my disgusting bathroom. Everything else is ready!
Happy Fourth!
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