Got off to a great start with a little partay with some work peeps, lots of alcohol, a riveting game of badmitton and of course some s'mores.
Glorious.
Rock On Party People! (yes, that's my boss digging in the fire....)
Uh Oh, someone has had a little too much party fun!
PS. If you want people to show up for your party bribe them with a baby :)
After the party my mom and sister made a surprise appearance. Sister left a short eight hours later for Texas but I got to hang out with my mommy for a few days. I love my mom :) We did some shopping and some gardening and some napping.... Like mother like daughter....
Mom and I are both ironically and somewhat awkwardly on the hunt for true love. So out we went to mingle with the three dimensional people, dragging along of course Aunt Cyn. At a local restaurant after one very potent cocktail (don't worry I worked the next day...no big deal) I laid eyes on a very beautiful man. Of course he was with a woman. Mom and Aunt Cyn tried to convince me that they were brother and sister but the close conversation and gleaming diamond on her hand suggested otherwise.
To which my mom suggested that someone invent some sort of scanning device, like a speed gun, in which you can aim your gun at another person and it will tell you their age and marital status....No more wondering if the charming guy at the end of the bar is single or living with his girlfriend of ten years and two charming but illegitimate children.... No more lying either, about your age or your wife. Is this an invasion of privacy or a single girl's dream? The verdict is still out.
Anyhow, since I plan on being awake this summer (last summer I worked night shift and basically slept through the whole thing) I vow to get out more, mingle more and let the sparks fly more. I'll keep you posted on what's out there. The anticipation is killing you I know ;)
Right now I've got to go pry Eunice out from the passenger seat of my car. She has wedged her arthritic body down there in an attempt to escape the thunderstorm outside. It's not working Euns. Silly mamma.
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