wonderful weekend.........or was it??
So I haven’t written in a couple of days—yeah life has been entertaining woke up sat morning to still no coffee and someone telling me to get dressed for –yes-the wedding. Now I don’t know about you but I take days to get ready for stuff like this-I just want to look myself-but myself x’s 2! Had to do my nails get my dress and crap it sucked considering the fact that I haven’t worn one in a looong time! When u wear skirts for 12 yrs of ur life u don’t wanna wear anything like it ever again. So I had to buy panty hose –had to call my mom, I forgot how to! Crazy but I pulled through. Swear to god-it said 1:00 on the invite but even with the traffic and panic attacks we arrived on time with the limo right in front of us when we got to the church. The ceremony was nice- n long- and made me realize—wow I’m never gonna be that ever. I can’t see myself up there with a guy that I would be giving my life to. He's probably out there but even if he is the ceremony scared me a little further from him. It was ….deep. Frog had to get sized for a tux in between the wedding n reception—we had 3 hrs to kill. I changed into my more formal dress. And now thank god- it fit perfect—I looked hot- I was soo happy. It’s a deep plum color –clingy in the right places—it’s the little purple sister of the little back dress. Whatever I looked good hence I felt good—never did get a picture of me in it though. I ate –yes I drank-wine, champagne, wine, vodka, rum, champagne, wine, vodka, wine…. I was not hung over to say the least. I danced all by my lonesome with random people—I did the electric slide! Got laid –haha not that one—ya know during the conga line…yes I soled out to the music –what? I was enjoying myself. Or was the alcohol enjoying taking advantage of me….
Sunday morning awoke to misery—frog decided that is should awake at 7. I thought other wise. We stayed over the lovely liar’s lair and left for home which was good—I wasn’t hung over, awake, and had coffee –I was awake at 8 am-this is a plus. But not all can be merry for long.
Frog thought this will be a “together” day-so I got dressed and was out the door by 12. We get on the road...to my dismay I am informed via him on the cell phone informing his friend that we are en route to some place to go fishing? Who the hell do I look like --long john silver…I was not pleased. I am a city girl-I will never succumb to things like that. Well the place was not the intended 45 mins as his friend had said but 3 hours. I’m pissed off now—we finally get there to where the beach was soo gross I called it a dump-no beach i've seen is ever that filthy. 3 hours home –not a happy camper.
Moral of the story –know where ur headed before u step out for a day with ur friends.
In other news I wrote doll back –again. I’m not getting my hopes up –we’ll see what happens. I’m hoping ill be happy about this but saying that the liquid in your glass is in the middle is always a safe route to go. Ill choose that one.
posted by PlatinumStar @ 5/08/2006 10:25:00 PM
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