Playing catch-up once again...
Last week was sort of a birthday celebration week that began on the Friday before that. Because of all the festivities, I got behind in posting, among other things. Please enjoy the week in review.
Friday, Feb 29th: Got paid and cut work to go buy green contacts from the beauty supply store. Met an older gentleman from Mississippi during the three-block walk to the store from my parking space. He offered his card, I took it, got my contacts, got gas, Veet and contact solution from Walgreens before finally making it home to see that my special-made birthday shirt had arrived. Joy. After Veeting, showering, and donning my newest dress, me and my twin homies hit the streets. Destination: SF Noir, the Metreon for the screening of "I'm Through with White Girls, or the Inevitable Undoing of Jay Brooks". BOMB. Talked to the main actress after the Q&A. Funny how we barely made it in...Next stop: surprise party - which, of course, I didn't know about. It went DOWN. Started at the Matrix Lounge and moved to the Comet Club. Heavy libations and carefree exuberance ensued. Thank you kind sir for the three 10 shot rounds of lemon drops.
Saturday, Mar 1st: Awake. Still inebriated. No worries... I can still clean up before my mom's plane gets in around 2p. Or NOT. I'm feelin' myself still, and that goes out the window. Pick up the ingredients for banana pudding that I'm supposed to make for a baby shower on Sunday and settle in to watch the incredibly annoying, "Down Home with the Neelys". Note to self: may have masochistic tendencies. Either that, or I just love to criticize. If you only knew. Make it to the air port on time - yay. Drive around town with Moms. Make up super TAG game at the last minute. But hardly anybody shows. Shout out to those that did. Game was off the hook for the few minutes it lasted. But, we got tired. Next time, better planning and more boys. Late night Teryakki salmon baking and banana pudding making. Mom conked out on the couch before I could offer her the bed.
Sunday, Mar 2nd: Chuuch. Praise Him. Followed by an over-sized homemade breakfast from the Vault Cafe. Good convo with Moms about the importance of changing one's eating habits as we heartily munch on French Toast, pancakes, eggs, and chicken apple sausage. Box the rest and hit home. A quick nap and some "Transporter 2" before it's time to hit the baby shower. I roll with a friend, and we're there on time, which is too early. So we pick up the mommy-to-be's gift and head back. Try to sneak past security, but it doesn't work. Utmost hilarity. I had to avert my eyes for fear of him finding us out. Four hours later, Moms is pissed that I'm not home yet, so I get a aluminum pan and put some food in it. Then we're out. I take her the food only so we can go to Whole Foods after - for what? A lemon tartlet. The help had an attitude problem and she was about to catch one to the mouth, but Moms was there. Lucky help.
Monday, Mar 3rd: BIRTHDAY. Phone vibrates off the hook (I keep it on silent for my sanity). Mom forgets to wish me happy birthday until after we've eaten breakfast and are dagnab-near on our way to the airport. I wear my special birthday shirt - it looks great, and sign up for gym membership, though it feels like a big mistake. After running errands all day, which include renewing my vehicle registration, paying phone and cable bills, and picking up my diploma from last year, I have all of $30 left in my bank account and nothing to eat in my house. Still, I'm happy as a lark, and a friend commands that I be ready to roll out for yet another surprise at 6:30p. I obey, but she's late. Well, turns out, it's speed dating! And IT was a lot of fun. Crazy guys, nice guys, kinda weird guys, but everyone was generally cool people. I must say I rather enjoyed myself. Got nums, and kept in touch.
Tuesday, Mar 4th: Back to work. Awww...but then, yay! A teacher made me special banana carrot birthday muffins "for an energetic birthday"! Though I don't like carrot, I eat the things (after I pick the carrot out of course) and they're pretty good! Then we're off to Korean BBQ for lunch. Scrumptious. I get a homemade birthday card as well as the generic one. Back at work, another coworker near assaults me, and demands what I'm doing when I get of work @ 5pm. I reply that I'll probably still be working around that time but she shakes her head and said that we were all going to the bar for my birthday. I'm stunned. This is really outrageous, but what else can I do but comply? She's my boss's boss....sort of. Two free lemon drops and 3 tasty quesadillas later, I'm gettin' the heck outta dodge, trying to make it home. As soon as I turn off my car, a friend bounds to the door and knocks on the window. Why am I not surprised? I couldn't tell you.
There's more, but dagnabbit, that's a pretty darn good birthday, and that'll suffice for now. Plus, if I wait any longer, it'll be May.
holleren.
Last week was sort of a birthday celebration week that began on the Friday before that. Because of all the festivities, I got behind in posting, among other things. Please enjoy the week in review.
Friday, Feb 29th: Got paid and cut work to go buy green contacts from the beauty supply store. Met an older gentleman from Mississippi during the three-block walk to the store from my parking space. He offered his card, I took it, got my contacts, got gas, Veet and contact solution from Walgreens before finally making it home to see that my special-made birthday shirt had arrived. Joy. After Veeting, showering, and donning my newest dress, me and my twin homies hit the streets. Destination: SF Noir, the Metreon for the screening of "I'm Through with White Girls, or the Inevitable Undoing of Jay Brooks". BOMB. Talked to the main actress after the Q&A. Funny how we barely made it in...Next stop: surprise party - which, of course, I didn't know about. It went DOWN. Started at the Matrix Lounge and moved to the Comet Club. Heavy libations and carefree exuberance ensued. Thank you kind sir for the three 10 shot rounds of lemon drops.
Saturday, Mar 1st: Awake. Still inebriated. No worries... I can still clean up before my mom's plane gets in around 2p. Or NOT. I'm feelin' myself still, and that goes out the window. Pick up the ingredients for banana pudding that I'm supposed to make for a baby shower on Sunday and settle in to watch the incredibly annoying, "Down Home with the Neelys". Note to self: may have masochistic tendencies. Either that, or I just love to criticize. If you only knew. Make it to the air port on time - yay. Drive around town with Moms. Make up super TAG game at the last minute. But hardly anybody shows. Shout out to those that did. Game was off the hook for the few minutes it lasted. But, we got tired. Next time, better planning and more boys. Late night Teryakki salmon baking and banana pudding making. Mom conked out on the couch before I could offer her the bed.
Sunday, Mar 2nd: Chuuch. Praise Him. Followed by an over-sized homemade breakfast from the Vault Cafe. Good convo with Moms about the importance of changing one's eating habits as we heartily munch on French Toast, pancakes, eggs, and chicken apple sausage. Box the rest and hit home. A quick nap and some "Transporter 2" before it's time to hit the baby shower. I roll with a friend, and we're there on time, which is too early. So we pick up the mommy-to-be's gift and head back. Try to sneak past security, but it doesn't work. Utmost hilarity. I had to avert my eyes for fear of him finding us out. Four hours later, Moms is pissed that I'm not home yet, so I get a aluminum pan and put some food in it. Then we're out. I take her the food only so we can go to Whole Foods after - for what? A lemon tartlet. The help had an attitude problem and she was about to catch one to the mouth, but Moms was there. Lucky help.
Monday, Mar 3rd: BIRTHDAY. Phone vibrates off the hook (I keep it on silent for my sanity). Mom forgets to wish me happy birthday until after we've eaten breakfast and are dagnab-near on our way to the airport. I wear my special birthday shirt - it looks great, and sign up for gym membership, though it feels like a big mistake. After running errands all day, which include renewing my vehicle registration, paying phone and cable bills, and picking up my diploma from last year, I have all of $30 left in my bank account and nothing to eat in my house. Still, I'm happy as a lark, and a friend commands that I be ready to roll out for yet another surprise at 6:30p. I obey, but she's late. Well, turns out, it's speed dating! And IT was a lot of fun. Crazy guys, nice guys, kinda weird guys, but everyone was generally cool people. I must say I rather enjoyed myself. Got nums, and kept in touch.
Tuesday, Mar 4th: Back to work. Awww...but then, yay! A teacher made me special banana carrot birthday muffins "for an energetic birthday"! Though I don't like carrot, I eat the things (after I pick the carrot out of course) and they're pretty good! Then we're off to Korean BBQ for lunch. Scrumptious. I get a homemade birthday card as well as the generic one. Back at work, another coworker near assaults me, and demands what I'm doing when I get of work @ 5pm. I reply that I'll probably still be working around that time but she shakes her head and said that we were all going to the bar for my birthday. I'm stunned. This is really outrageous, but what else can I do but comply? She's my boss's boss....sort of. Two free lemon drops and 3 tasty quesadillas later, I'm gettin' the heck outta dodge, trying to make it home. As soon as I turn off my car, a friend bounds to the door and knocks on the window. Why am I not surprised? I couldn't tell you.
There's more, but dagnabbit, that's a pretty darn good birthday, and that'll suffice for now. Plus, if I wait any longer, it'll be May.
holleren.
3 comments:
I'm super happy your birthday turned out to be great you deserve it! I love you Mic!
yay! happy birthday Mic Jones!
um u forgot to mention my cupcakes man!
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