You would think a four day work week wouldn’t take a toll on me but what lies. I was lucky to see this on one of those days I worked late which made it more bearable. And I was blessed with a fantastic weekend filled with friends and full conversations.
Friday, after work, Sammy and I went and got drinks. I needed to de-stress so he agreed to hang out with me. Probably out of pity. He’s one of the people who would understand my work woes to an extent.
After a session of random talks with Sammy, I went home and got ready for Ed to pick me up. There was a French Festival going on downtown and Lesley had invited him. He extended it to me since we decided we would hang out during the weekend. We listened to live bands, two of which came from France and the other from Houston, and we ate some French foods. We were able to catch up with old friends and even met new ones. I felt one of the guys I met was trying too hard to impress me. I never really know when someone is interested in me but I did that night by the way he spoke and Ed confirmed it on our drive home. Step back, bro, I just wanna be friends.
I went back to Ed’s house where I quickly caught up with his parents before heading upstairs to discuss show biz. But we somehow ended up talking about personal crap we’ve been dealing with.
Saturday morning was a trip to the optometrist and I must say, oy vey. Indecisiveness killed me. I needed new glasses and somehow ended up with some granny looking ones. Hopefully, once I get use to them they won’t be so bad but … ugh. I’ll probably get them Wednesday so we’ll see how they really look then.
I finally had the chance to meet one of the people who inspires me to write music … not that I’m any good. When he sings in a room with just his vocals and guitar, no mic, it’ll blow you away. Such a powerful voice with so much feeling. I teared up when he was doing some acoustic versions. So much love at that moment. I still love his older stuff than the new stuff but regardless, he’s an amazing poet.
I finally got to meet sweet Lily, Nicole’s six-month-old daughter. After a short hang out with Lily, Kevin took her home for a father-daughter date while the girls and I went to brunch at Dish Society to catch up on what has been going on. It’s been forever since the four of us have been together. I’ll always cherish these moments.
This little stink face ran away from home. Or at least, that’s what normal people call it. In my head, he was either wanting more play time or he was looking for me. While I was at lunch, Sissy texts me and asked if I took him with me because they couldn’t find him but I hadn’t taken him. We each thought the other was joking until a quick phone call cleared everything up. Sissy took one last go by opening the front door, and out comes the little rascal from underneath her car, panting heavily, shaking, and super dirty. They’re not sure how long he was out there and where he went to get that dirty but his little peanut brain knew where home was so that was a relief.
Wish you all had a great weekend.