While I wait for the Benedryl to kick in and my heart to stop pounding, a story about awkwardness.
Last night I was set to meet up with an old friend I hadn't seen for more than a decade with whom I have a bit of a complicated history. He's long married and has a kid. So we met for dinner and yay! no awkward. We talked and talked until the restaurant closed, so we hopped into his car and went to a bar to keep talking. Just about shut them down, too. Finally he took me back to my car at which point I couldn't find my car keys. So back to the bar before they close, but no joy. Must be at the restaurant. And my house keys were locked in my car and I live 20 minutes away in the opposite direction from his house.
So you know what's awkward? Meeting your friend's FiL at 2:15 am when friend's wife is out of town. I mean, the whole thing was totally rated G but I felt like the unfun kind of brazen hussy.
It was all fine and I had fun playing with the 5 yo the next morning waiting for the restaurant to open but that moment? AWKWARD.
On the upside in talking about old times I learned that I had been judging myself way too harshly on a bit of shared history. So I wasn't really a brazen hussy back then, either! His ex was just psycho and possessive.
Outside on porch listening to rain. Need to clean gutters and reattach downspout.
sounds like a good time all around smonster
When my BIL fell off a ladder he shattered both his heals -- the good news, all of his other joints had no injury. the bad news -- feet issues forever.
The same BIL bought 2 of the metal bats. he decided he needed a mating pair?
and grace on the swing --too much for words
The alarm was set for 5:15 this morning, but the cats thought 4:30 was a better time for me to get up. On the plus side I got everything done in the house I wanted while mac still slept. Bad side 4:30!
We are at the airport now having coffee and donuts. 1 hour til boarding.
So I wasn't really a brazen hussy back then, either!
Sounds like the fun outweighed the awkward. And come on now, tell us you were at least a bit of a brazen hussy.
Have an awesome trip, msbelle.
Twin pictures this weekend were a joy to see.
Kat, those pictures were wonderful! A very happy belated twin birthday for the whole family!
Safe travels, msbelle!
Professors should not call me at 8:30 a.m. on Monday morning to ask if I have an answer to the question they sent at 4:30 p.m on Friday (when she knows I leave work at 4 p.m.).
Holy crap, aurelia. I hope she's OK.
I am totally with Grace on the joy of swinging. I STILL love it.
Man, me too. And 7 weeks til Grace is home? Amazing!
You know what's good? Fried egg in bread-with-a-hole.
How so? I love tiled counters!
Well, the problem I have with our tiled counters is the fact that the grout gets grimy very easily, and is hard (read: impossible) to clean. it looks nasty when wet, too. And the tile grout around the sink, due to it often being wet, is cracked (creating more exciting places for grime and mold to set up shop in) and starting to break off at the edge.
So, I am not a fan of the tile counters.
