The weekend was a strange mixture of fancy parties gone awry, lovely laziness and excruciating loneliness.
My weekend actually started Thursday night with Theo. We met for cocktails at a wonderful old lounge. It’s dark and smoky and romantic and very well known for the killer martinis the bartender mixes.
Theo was a little late. I guess in more ways than one. Convo was good. Not great, just good. I’m fascinated by Theo’s talents and interests. Thrilled to know he has extremely high morals and values. Proud of his civic-mindedness. But bummed to be realizing that sparks just aren’t flying between Theo and me.
I drank the maximum allowable three martinis and topped it off with a beer. By that time I was full, buzzed, and saddened that I just wasn’t feelin’ it for him. What happened here? How could it be that I was so warm and fuzzy about him when we first met, and now that I think he’s finally coming around I just can’t feel anything? Could it be that he waited too long? That I feel as if he’s stringing me along? Because it certainly couldn’t be moi!!
Whatever. I drove home scratching my head. I climbed into bed and wrapped myself up in a cloud and didn’t come up for air until morning.
Friday was oh so incredibly wonderful! I took the day off from work. I’m still catching up from all those weekends that I’ve been working lately. It does seem though, that when I finally get a day alllllll to myself, I just waste it away. That’s a shame. But it sure does feel like heaven just to loll around in my jammies sitting outside on the fire escape, sipping coffee and petting the cat.
I did manage to find time in my busy day to go shopping, though!! I found gifts for my buds (going-away and 30th Birthday) and gifts for myself (Norah Jones CD, a couple of darling t-shirts!) and got lots of wine and beer for the parties and some other little easy, breezy things that made me feel good went to the vintage store and found two super-fine tops for $7!! One does need quite a bit of work. It’s a blue velvet ¾ sleeve shirt with shirring at the waist and smocking at the shoulders, and gathered sleeves. I have to redo the buttons, and some of the smocking has come undone. But it was two dollars (now, let’s see if I ever fix the damn thing)! The other, a fabulously simple fitted poly-knit shirt with wide, pointy collar and gathers at the cuffs. It’s brown. And it’s so perfect with jeans!
All in all, a fine shopping spree!
Then it was home to take a nap and get ready for the evening’s festivities: Jen’s going away party and then carousing with Lovely L. Jen is moving to Las Vegas, so the party was pretty much Lady Luck themed. It was hosted by Becca’s boyfriend. Well, he let us use the place for the party anyway. Hello, Swank!! I see now why Becca latched onto this guy! Top floor of one of the more exclusive places in town, and chock full of killer artwork and a baby Steinway that I don’t think he even plays! The view is one of the best in town, and we spent most of our time out on the deck.
Jen’s so cool, and I’ll miss her. I regret that we didn’t spend more time together. She’s just one of those people who makes you belly laugh constantly, and we share the same type of sense of humor though she’s 100 times funnier than me. We just look at each other and crack up.
Halfway through the party, Lovely L. called, and I told her to meet me at B’s boyfriend’s and then we’d go out on the town. Little did I know that when she showed up, she was completely inebriated. Smashed. Zonkers. It took me about 45 minutes for me to realize this. Or maybe it was just that it didn’t hit her until then. But I ended up having to spend the rest of the evening trying to sober her up!
Oh, and the stuff she told me was just freaky! In between fits of laughter, she told me a bout a night that she, Anna and I went out. I may have written about it, but I don’t have time to look back now. Anyway. It was one night when we were out looking for boys to tease, and I got jealous because these two guys were paying attention to Lovely and Anna, and nobody was paying attention to moi! So I latched onto some young buck that I didn’t even really give a crap about and brought him back to Lovely’s house. Just because. I then proceeded to pass out on the couch (see “Narcolepsy” in the alphabet entry) as soon as we got back to her place.
When I woke up on the couch in the morning, I noticed that Young Buck was asleep on another couch. Lovely and Anna were asleep in Lovely’s bed. So I got up to leave and whispered goodbye to L. and A. and told them that Young Buck was probably pissed because I fell asleep and he didn’t even get any lip action!! I wondered why they were looking at each other all funny.
WELL! What Lovely finally told me was that while I was asleep, the two of them had double-teamed Young Buck! WHAT? Oh yeah, Lovely told me in full-color detail every last thing that they did to that kid!! Whoa. Whoa. Whoa!!
I now know for sure that I have a drinking problem, because I can’t even believe that I slept through all of that! Seriously! MY GOD! Well, I know one thing’s for sure. He has lived out every guys’ fantasy and I’m sure he’ll talk about it for a long time to come!!
Moi, on the other hand, I feel like a complete dumbass. Because I ended up having to drive his rode-hard-and-put-up-wet ass home! And it was kind of awkward and all, but I kept thinking that it was because I’d dragged him back to Lovely’s for naught.
Oh, it was naughty, all right.
So after I recovered from that story, I went back to the balcony to say goodbye to Jen and everyone because it was getting late and I was ready to go. It was obvious that Lovely and I weren’t going to be hitting any other places in town because she’d already made a phone call to the guy she sees and was planning on meeting him out. I made sure that she was sober enough to drive. Kiss, kiss. Hug, hug.
Whatever. I drove home scratching my head. I climbed into bed and wrapped myself up in a cloud and didn’t come up for air until morning.
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