2.26.2007

Love and Hate


With my multitasking this weekend I was able to procrastinate the entire day [Saturday] away from what I had originally set it aside for – grad school apps. But out of the deal I got a super clean apt, a cake and meals for every day of this week. I had also made a little trip over to TCs to borrow a quarter, deliver cake and scope out CFs new girl. Sadly she was cute and nice so I had no material for him(let’s just say I love to make fun of him).

The day was good but the night was a far cry from perfect. Maybe because it started out with me realizing that I had a DD so I could do whatever I wanted. But seeing that I realized this at 9 pm, I figured I’d need to speed up the process in order to be up to par with those I had planned on seeing that night.

Well I did and it was working. A bit of a buzz and next thing you know my DD is waiting. We all pile into the car and head out to the GW parkway. A few minutes in DD friend says “You reek.” I guess my breath was a tad potent. I threw back “Well, that is why you are driving silly!” A minute after that comment a cop car pulls us over.

He asks if DD had been drinking (she hadn’t) and then proceeded to tell us we had a front headlight out. Then he paused for a moment and said, “Have any of you been drinking.” Both TC and I said yes. He’s like – “Good cause I can smell it.” DD turns around and hissed, “I TOLD YOU!” 10 minutes later, after another check and should’ve been pat down (he was cute), we were back on the road.

Our first stop was at Oya. Two words – EXPENSIVE & D-BAG central (but the bathrooms were pretty). I paid $9 for a gin & tonic. And they didn't believe in American beer - pointed that out the bartender. Though if you want to find a man (married or not) to be your sugar-daddy and the like (politically speaking), it’s the perfect place for you.

The next stop was a house party up along U street. It was a friend of a friend kind of deal. About 5 minutes into the party the host asks if I would like a beer. I said yes and asked what kind. He said it was Yuengling. I chuckled and said, “Oh the Lienies of the East.” The host didn’t find this amusing and said I didn’t need to drink his beer. He obviously didn’t get the sentimental joke.

Next thing you know the host was asking which school I had gone to for law school (I didn’t) but said I had friends at the U of M and UVA. He laughed and said that there was nothing wrong with the U of M if you didn’t want to be important in life (he had gone to GW for law school – they are equally ranked). I pointed out that all regions in the U.S. are important. He laughed sarcastically and asked what I did. I told him and he laughed again at the agricultural part. I kindly mentioned that if it wasn’t for the Midwest and agriculture he wouldn’t have food, clothing and shelter. He responded, “If it wasn’t for the Midwest I’d have cheaper clothing, cheaper housing and a belly full of rice.”

I said, “Well, I guess I should leave then.”
Host said, “Yep.”

I have NEVER met anyone so rude and/or arrogant in my entire life. I might be a bit biased about the Midwest but this time I can actually say I didn’t do anything that provoked such an attitude. Luckily we left the place soon after the dumbass fallout.

Luckily Sunday was much better. Maybe because Mother Nature thought she’d be nice and bring me 6 inches of white, fluffy, perfect snowball making snow! It was gorgeous. The only problem was that no one else agreed with me. The city instead decided to shutdown. So I decided to play. I threw on my coat and mittens and ran out to the park where I proceeded to make a mini snowman and create snow angels. There were tons of kids and families in the park and people taking pics of the Iwo Jima Memorial in the snow. It was just too perfect.

After exhausting myself of playing in the snow I thought a good end to the outside frolic would include me throwing snowballs at my neighbor/friends windows. On the third hit they finally came to the window. We had a snowball fight, which I was winning for the most part until CF came out and blindsided me with one right in the face. I mean, it stung! In a haste of revenge I started to run but instead slipped and pulled a muscle. I said I was done and needed to go home (I was NOT about to admit that I hurt myself).

Let’s just say, I still feel the pain but it was totally worth it!

2.21.2007

Fat Weekend

With the beginning of Lent most of my friends obviously enjoy the initial part – Fat Tuesday. I can’t even tell you of how many get-togethers and whatnots were taking place. Even though there were invites I declined due to my celebrating Fat Tuesday on Saturday, Sunday and Monday during my little hiatus to the tundra (a.k.a MN).

I would like to thank all of those wonderful people (friends and family) who joined me for a few hours or days of fun. Granted it meant I had little sleep and pretty much looked like a zombie at work on Tuesday (I made it for a ½ day) but it was totally worth it. The weekend may have been full but there wasn’t anything too exciting; unless you count my luggage not making it, seeing F-me Hair boy (yes, he’s still hot), and realizing that the person who was making-out with a young collegiate in an alley way was an old friend.

Not exciting but surely entertaining.

We won’t even include the trip to the NE so Ty could sing ONE karaoke song or getting hit on by old men at Mickey’s Diner with Ad. Not to mention the fun on the airplane when the little girl next to me threw-up on her new Disney doll.

They were just minor details….that somehow will forever be etched in my head, but not as deep as the ones gained from seeing a dozen of my closest friends.

Again thank you, from JCC (June Carter Cash)

2.16.2007

You're Going Where?

USDEC Pres: “So you have big plans for the 3 day weekend?”
Me: “Nah, just heading up to MN.”
Pres: *strange look….as if he’s thinking “what the hell?!”*
Me: “I know, I know.”
Pres: “It would be weird if you didn’t have family there.”
Me: “I’m not going to really see my family much.”
Pres: “Then why not Colorado?!”

Some people just don’t understand.

Yes it’s cold there and yes, it’s cold here. But I want to see snow and there were a million other reasons for the little excursion back – not to mention it is free. It’ll be nice to hear a new crowd of people complaining about the weather….or maybe NOT complaining. We’ll see. Regardless I’m a little excited; I get have cheese curds.

Maybe I'll even get to go sledding!

2.12.2007

Weekend of the Rose

The weekend presented nothing but few blurbs:

Friday Night:

I ate a rose made entirely of ice cream so Sugar Rush + a few drinks = me singing "Dream On" very loudly.

Found out that there are drinking games for EVERY show out there, including Arrested Development.

Interrupted Dudes weekend with an (or a few) obnoxious phone call(s). Oops. Sorry guys.

Saturday:

Have reason no. 234 of why I sometimes hate D.C. (reason: Tyson's Corner, 14 yr old Blackberry obsessed teens in Uggs spending Daddy's money).

Went to a Pirate Party sober and stayed that way.....but did get invovled in the never ending debate of Priate vs. Ninja.

Five Guys is a amazing.

TC deserves a Gold Medal for Patience.

Sunday:

Watched the movie Miracle and cried.

Watched Purple Rain and about gagged. Love Prince and 1st Ave. but HATE the movie.

Won my first round of curling. It was amazing. I had 5 great draws nipping the 4 & 8 and a handful of good gaurds that kept Team Baxter from winning and let's not forget me hitting the button! Booya.

And now I'm watching Washantonians and NOVAns go nuts because of this!

2.05.2007

Grandma Sugarbeet

When I walked out of work tonight without my mittens on and I thought that I was doing well....it was damn cold out! Though, soon afterwards my fingers started to get that weird tingly feeling and I quickly put my mittens on. Next thing you know I'm shedding a tear.........

Just a few days ago my 79 year-old grandma fell while bringing out the garbage. It took her an hour to crawl back to her house to call for help. After being rushed to the hospital we found out that she had a broken femur and needed go undergo surgery. Not a big deal - that is, if you're my age. But she's not and she is currently on a blood thinner - another tricky part to the equation. Luckily they got her level figured out and she underwent surgery, recieving 3 pins at the top of her femur. Sadly though, after that painful bout she finds out that her hands have frostbite. Horrible.....unthinkable.....and udeserved!

But you know what? She's not mad at anyone but herself and she even has a smile on her face. How rare is that? So here I am hastily trying to find my mittens while being all bundled up while my grandmother was crawling to warmth for an hour. Seems unfair. But it didn't matter to her. She is literally the strongest (at heart/mind/physical) person I know. I only hope to gain 1/2 of what she has.

Go Grandma Sugarbeet!