in the last week and a half i've been busy, and happy... maybe the two are linked. tuesday i met a friend at a bar against my better judgement since i had work the next day and a show i'd been planning on going to but i did it anyways and the next day i had the hang-over to prove a night well spent with friends. the hang-over stuck around till show time, i arrived at a friend's near the venue and took a shot of whiskey. when the doors opened we sat at the bar and i started on sweet tea bourbon, the devil by the way if you've never met.
i love sweet tea bourbon on the rocks, nuff said.
bands running late, people running late the bar nearly empty as i knocked back two drinks saying hi to the few random people i recognized.
show time. another drink.
the band rocked, and i was feeling my drinks, trying to savor this one. during the next band, one of my favorites of all time, the cliks, my friend and i started talking about the opening band that was standing near by, she commented on the drummer so i said go talk to her, she wouldn't so i did, and made a friend. an IBB... international bourbon buddy. upon talking about canada, and whiskey i asked her if she'd tried the sweet tea bourbon... with the answer no i bought her one of her own as i knocked back another one. i bounced between talking, and sitting with my slightly annoying companion which i don't know who changed for the better. before i'd never talk to strangers let alone keep abandoning the person i showed up with to go dance since she was being a party pooper. before the third band, my friend wanted to leave so i fallowed... sounded like a good idea... i had more than i had planned.
i woke up the next morning and when i made it outside i found my truck on top of a tow truck. he gave it back! i love life when people are nice cause they can be. he even asked to buy me dinner, i was flattered but turned him down.
from the tow truck guy giving my truck back and even hitting on me i was flying high with just happiness the rest of the day, hell, i probably still am. i was so scared of watching someone drive off with my truck i was so relieved when i got it back, it felt re-newed. i love people again.
thursday night, caught up on true blood and napped with my dog.
friday, tea party. i picked up a friend on my home from work, we were heading to a mutual friend's tea party. i put on a steam punk outfit, i figured it was fitting... i however did not figure i'd be in it till 4am... but it was an amazing night.
i had a cup of tea, pinky out, then at dusk some of walked to the liquor store. i bought two bottles, neither being the sweet tea bourbon i still wanted more of so i bought some other tea flavored beverages. i had a few drinks from the mix, watched the girls around me keep challenging each other to wrestling matches. i have no idea where the second bottle of hard stuff went. then my phone rang a friend i haven't seen in too long was there, to pick me up... seeing as i was yes intoxicated at this point.
i had only recently learned he had begun to transition and i was so excited to see him. with his room mates/new little family/ the couple whose basement he now lives in, we went to a diner. the wire in my bra had broken through so i reached my hand in, pulled it out and handed it to him. i'm still trying to figure out why i did that, but it made me and the table giggle. then after food, off to the lesbian bar next door, two more drinks!
bar close.
to their house, we sat out in the garage till 4am talking, i sometimes crying while listening. then crash a few hours. wake up get dropped off back at my truck drive home. crash again. wake up mid day head to the parents. play with lily, the 10 month baby in the family... i'm not around them much but i do like kids/babies. it was so nice to play with her, and went back home, just relaxed and happy.
the house search: sunday my realtor calls me, we can go look at this new house i had spotted. sadly it was perfect, everything... except the roof. offers closed the next day at noon, it just wasn't meant to be.
tried to continue reading gender outlaw... fell asleep. txt message, come to party! okay i did, and it was great. i stayed outside the whole time, it was just a nice night. talking and beer from a keg, i don't think i've ever done that actually.
monday recovery.
wake up, home, work.... now.
this work day is almost done, then it's back home, clean, sleep. wake-up, work, home, meeting with my mortgage lady for my mortgage application. i'm excited and scared. i have everything together... but it makes the house hunt so real. i could be a home-owner soon! i'm rather excited... everything just feels good. still no idea really of where i'm going but after the last week it doesn't matter right now, i'm just enjoying it. it will be nice to have a house though... it makes me feel productive. i haven't had a real home feeling since my little blue house in kc... i loved that place but it was a rental and in kc... i had to leave it. the city tore it down, and i miss it. so i'm looking for my little denver house. wish me luck.
xoxo.
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