Breezy all at Sea

Yesterday I spent the day at my cousin’s house hanging out with the wee ones and the nanny/friend. It was a nice fall day and it was just nice to be there. The weather made me a bit homesick so being at their house helped lessen that feeling.

I went out last night with my friends K and L and their friend R. It was crazy but fun. The three of them were wasted by the time we arrived at the bar. I had decided to wait to drink until we got there as I was only having one alcoholic beverage and wine (their choice for pre-drinking) was not going to cut it. Vodka please! The bar was fun and it’s a historic location so it was kinda cool overall. The three of them proceeded to get more wasted, somehow, and I turned into den mother. I don’t know why this always happens but I made sure R didn’t run off with the bouncer, that L didn’t get into a fight with some guy with dreadlocks from Argentina, and K didn’t consume much more as she could barely stand. They are hilarious though. They decided they wanted to leave and as it was not even 1230, I decided just to head home. I was stone cold sober by this point. We all hopped into a cab and as we drove off R screamed at passing cars through a closed window, K slouched so far down in the seat I could barely see her, and L hugged a bottle of wine they purchased at the liquor store next to the bar that she was determined to sneak into the bar despite the fact it was too big for her purse. They all urged me to come with them and drink more, but I just wasn’t feeling the urge to let loose.

I got home and was in bed by 1:15 and had a lovely sleeping in experience. But I have a horrible headache? Why? Oh well!

Oh and all night my friend S (who introduced me to P) was texting me to hang out. So bizarro. And then this morning he texted me again to get Bloody Marys, and then to invite me to watch the Seahawks game at a bar with P. So not going to happen in this lifetime. I didn’t think S liked me but the tones of his texts last night make me wonder. I’m not going to over-analzye. Don’t worry.