oh good lord, what a wild weekend miss flea flea had, i'm not even sure where to begin honestly it was that much of a whirlwind. i do recall that i was being such a good girl, staying home, resting trying to get better but something occured late saturday night (ahem Sandy, my bestest friend called me at 10:00) and it all went down hill from there.
she begged and pleaded for me to go to our cousins (by marriage) staggette party, and you know i just can't say no my friends and or drinking even though i knew, knew i shouldn't go i totally caved and wen't. i never, ever do anything so spur of the moment like this and honestly i can't believe that my hubby didn't pitch a fit at a)me going out clubbing b)my skanky ass outfit (duh had to compete with girls like 4 years younger than me) or c)my rockstar hair, nothingless he said nothing, which alone was quite shocking.
so off i go just like cinderella off to the ball, only it was a club, same thing only different right? well, will pretend that. i wen't with the intentions of having one drink and i did, you know what got me don't cha, the mr. happy weed. aha. yes. i haven't associated with my long lost buddy mr. happy in quite some time, and frankly he hit my like a ton of bricks, now any time i'm stoned i cannot function, or talk to anyone, i sort of just stare off with a smile on my face and you get the point, i should just have stayed at the house by my self and so not have gone to the bar, but again i was just flying on a whim this night and off i go. and honestly the rest of the night is a blur, besides some guy that sandy knew trying to kiss me, and then pretend that he was only being like the "french" as that's the sort of thing they do. yeah right i'm just hot baby!!!! haha i wish, or how bout when one of sandy's friends was talking to me and i'm just smiling and nodding and i thought she asked me what my name was as she had her hand out, so i go to shake her hand and say my name's flea and she's like ummm i asked to see your ring......i think i may have snorted as i was hit with a sudden laughing fit. ah. good times.
and you know what the best part is, mr. happy took away my rib pain for like 2 hrs! and i had a permi grin on for at least 4 hours. honestly i think this shit should be legalized without getting into all the political mambo jumbo, really it should and it's no wonder they give it to cancer patients, not that i'm comparing myself to one, but it's the cat's ass, and oh how i missed it. so i didn't arrive back home til like 3:30, slept like the dead (finally) til 10 or so and then hubby's buddy calls us to go wheelin, it's amazing what a little fresh air can do to a person. was such a beautiful fall day, so nice to be outside and it was just relaxing and perfect, just what i needed. so all in all i must say i had a fantastic weekend.
how bout you?
13 comments:
I'm so glad ya had a great weekend! It was good for you to get out and have a good time :0)
miss 1999 - oh i luv your new display pic! did you recently dye your hair? luv the color!!! and i agree i think it was just what i needed to get out and just relax and have a good time, i'm feeling much better mentally and i think that's the path to healing my aching ribs as well, or at least i hope so.....
Sounds like A LOT more fun than my weekend. I'm totally jealous. :o)
molicious - lol, i know! i usually never do anything remotely this exciting!
your just wild, simply wild. I find my best night's out are always the one's that are NOT planned.
I feel totally old. If one of my friends called me at 10pm, I'd be pissed at her for waking up the baby. My husband has never been a fan of me going clubbing with a bunch of girls since we got married. I used to go clubbing every weekend with my friends while we were dating and he hated it. I don't blame him--I totally danced with guys and I told him so.
Plus, like you said, I dressed "up" to go to clubs.
Also, Mr. Happy and I haven't been friends since highschool. We used to be close but we have drifted apart--good thing too because Mr. Happy made me fat and stupid.
Enjoy your youth, flea.
:)
mcb- guess i would have to agree with you now, i just loved going with the flow and having no plans, expectations, whatever it was just a wicked wicked time
sadie - you shouldn't feel old, cuz your not, the difference is you have kids and i don't, that's a world of difference and someday i'll be like you, you just have different priorities and responsibilities, that doesn't mean your old
ok, I am not say it's ok to do the whacky weed or whateer it is... but I am glad you didnt have pain for a while, and U had a permanent smile.
I wish I had apermanent smile:D
Thanks *S* I just recently dyed it to try to brighten myself up a little bit! *hugs* Glad you're feeling better, that's what matters most- the physical effects of the alcohol will fade soon ;0)
Sooo glad you escaped your rib pain Flea and what the heck is wrong did they ever find out???
And I so did not go to the ball!!!
well not recently :(
Awesome - rock on! I think if I got a call like that I might run and hide behind the curtains - haha. I would totally love a night out with friends in a sort of action replay mode - friends + Mr Happy = Happy Friends. Did you ever find out what the rays showed? Stay happy.
barry - i expected u to say that, seeings how your an "authority" figure, that's cool, now i'm just trying to think of something that would give u a permi grin
miss 1999 - your very welcome, and the color suits you
nd - still no word from the dr's office, going to call and give them holy old hell this morning, will keep u all posted though, hope u are doing better today and smilin! :)
dawn - lol, yeah good old mr. happy, i still have yet to visit your blog...so sorry! will try to get over today if work isn't to crazy today, and i'll probably link it from my site, hope that's ok?
Ah....the Mary Jane...brings me back to the dorms.
;)
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