Surviving

I wanted to go out on Friday night, but I guess it just wasn't meant to be. I got together with my friend to go, but her identification was MIA, so we had to scrap the night.

Okay, I say we had to scrap the night, but really, I just didn't want to be home, anyone's home, last ngiht. I wanted to be out around people I didn't know and avoid thinking for a few hours. Maybe get hit on.

Instead I drove home, threw a tantrum, and went to sleep. I was so awful that Adam let me play Animal Crossing when I got up this morning. I won the big fish in the tourney. "Don't encroach on my loach!"

At any rate, the rest of the day was spent at a wedding. I looked a bit out of place, but I like the people involved, so it was worth it. Larry and Karla are people that Adam works with and they have always been sweet to us. Karla's grandson is around the same age Mazzy would have been, so we used to talk 'cute babies' with one another. Now I don't do much talking.

My favorite part of the day was intentionally freaking Adam out by walking ALL the way across the yard to shake my undignified groove thing in bare feet to "Funky Cold Medina." I haven't seen that boy run so fast in years. I laughed so hard that I peed a little. Good times.

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Christian said…
omg I know Im all late in reading your blog, but I have to start from the beginning you know!! I remember this story so well and you even demonstrated you dance hahaha good times! I love you Chester

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