This past Friday was fun! There wasn't a huge turnout, but I had a good laugh with the friends who showed. ATM was great, as usual! It was a shame that he had such a shit time slot (8 p.m.?!!!) -- regardless, it was strong work, ATM is ahead of his peers by lightyears. The highlight of Rod Bryan's set was KC & the Sunshine Band and Albert King. The rest...meh. The same could be said of Marky Ramone. B-O-R-I-N-G. Or should I say W-I-G!? He basically played his iTunes. Frowny face. All punk. Frowny face. The great rock n roll swindle (The door = $15). Frowny face. I had too much tequila. Frowny face.
ATM:
Marky Ramone (Thumbs up. Really?):
Saturday, the Ides of March, was General Chang & Weasel's Birthday. I woke up a bit (A LOT) worn and it didn't help that I had Altered Image's 'Happy Birthday' looping & worming it's way through my brain for what seemed like an eternity. But we made a run to our grocer & got Weasel a baby cake & a gift card. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Our cousins from Ft. Smith arrived at about 2 p.m. We picked them up from the PokerHaus and took them to the Rivermarket in hopes that the people-watching would be good. It was, for a good minute, being that the Inksplosion Expo was going on. Some band was playing to a crowd of two, which prompted the frustrated lead singer to wander over to the edge and yell at passersby, including us. We all got to shake hands or hi five the bro, it was a good laugh. After that got boring, we gave in & took them to the dreadful mall. Frowny face. And then, upon the motion of the the boys, we went to Guitar(ded) Center. Then we went back to the PokerHaus to dine on a feast of eggrolls. Regrettably, I have no photo of that beautiful mountain of eggrolls that Mom & Di Hoa worked on for most of the day. It was beautiful and I can truly appreciate a Moms-cooked meal. NEVER FORGET. Om nom nom nom nom nom! After a stop by Target (frowny face) & Barnes & Noble (frowny face), we finally went home and kicked it.
On Sunday, I woke up too early, made a pot of coffee and baked some scones. Made a run to the grocer's for some juice & a paper. Went home and enjoyed breakfast and tried to get hungry again so we could enjoy Vino's. Fine pizza abounds, mom.
Enjoying Vinos:
After Vino's, we went to the Big Dam Bridge:
Then we went to get ice cream and then we took them to their mother and they went home to Ft. Smith. And then I went to bed. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I had a lot of fun with my cousins, but I will confess, I have no idea how to deal with a 12 y.o. asshole. V really tests my patience to the nth degree. At one point during the visit, out of frustration, I asked her if she was retarded. !!! !! !!!! I'm so ashamed, but I did it. See? I'm no good. FAIL. We (me & KMHD) struggle with it because we'd like to be 'something' (Good or bad, depends on who you ask, I guess.) to her, but it's very difficult, she has no personality, no identity. She asks us to pick out everything for her, even little things like ice cream flavors! Ridiculous! I knew what kind of ice cream I wanted at the age of one! Granted, she may want to copy our own taste or style, but there are some decisions that you ought and should make on your own. Too, she needs to work on her manners -- she's got a negative opinion on nearly everything about us. Our friends are weird, I'm crazy, my boyfriend is crazy, I shouldn't do this or that. Really, V? I think that Jr. High will correct a lot of these issues. And too, I know I need to act 30 and DEAL with it, but damn it, one thing is for certain -- even if she hates me for it, she will have to have better manners when she is with us. Or she can hang out with the moms where it is perfectly acceptable to act 4.
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Finally got to watch LOST last night. Does anyone else want a spin-off with just Sayid & Desmond? Anyone? I'm further confused by last nite's ep, so they're doing a good job.
I've got to go out (in the rain, probably) this evening and get Lana's birthday (Aaaaah, Altered Images AGAIN!) present. I predict another slow, sleepy evening. Tomorrow: Wednesdate! ATM threatened to take me to Layla's. Awwww, babe.
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