For those of you who did not grow up in Western PA - Kennywood is the local amusement park - great old wooden roller coaster... and think about what roller coasters do ... that's right UP and Down....
So today started in semi-typical fashion semi as the first time my eyeballs popped open was 6 flipping AM - oh heck to the no... so I peed and went back to sleep. Shelby gave me another 2.25 hours... then demanded the same privilege in a slightly different location.
So up fed, watered and empty the women of the household were content. Then Bubba awoke and we were scrambling. So showered, dressed and ready to go - plop Bubba in the new family truckster as I as meeting my friend Deborah near a metro stop I agreed to take his royal crankiness. And he got crankier as I had to stop for gas - now if he had not checked the freaking mileage 12 times and putzed and the pump he would have been done in 10 minutes less that he was... grump grump - then we zip by the bank which I tended, in out done. Then zippy-do-dah to said location he was dumped and I was early and it was zen... (and we have climbed UP the great hill) and we all guess what comes next - the tip and the rapid descent. He calls as I am window shopping, and says "the train is running 30 minutes behind you're going to have to take me to my buddy's. And down we go. Great fine - another opportunity to get lost in DC - in my new car. So I head back to my car, field another phone call and tell where we parked - as he apparently wasn't in the car with me when I did!!! Of course I have the wrong number for my friend - as I diligently wrote it down then proceeded to not put it in my phone or put it in my pocket but left in right on my living room banister... yeah dofus me. ANY way ---
I am waiting the car, he arrives, tosses his stuff in back and then begins to grump at ME because the cell phone doesn't have a signal in an underground parking garage... yes dear it is the force of my will that permits this to happen it has nothing to do with the 3 tons of concrete and steel above us at that particular moment... butthead. So we get out - I turn as I am semi-familiar with the route having taken my friend home in a similar direction. He has his map, we are driving and driving and he's grumping at me because yes, again the force of my will - and it is strong in this one - is causing all the traffic in front of me to go slow because I too want him AND me to be late - all the while grumbling he should have driven himself - yes dear you should have - but then he would have had to sober up to get home (bachelor party).
Finally we find this place I drop him off on a corner and can you believe it! Not even a thank you - no I got cranky face and away he went. Now I know like know my name that when he gets me that mad that I am shouting "you're welcome a-hole" from inside my closed up car as he crosses the street that I need to stop seeing red and move on with my day. But no - I let him get me cranky too as I was now running seriously late and really unhappy about it - as such I pulled a serious bone head move turned right when I should have gone left and ended up making large circles in DC turning around one to end up back where I nearly freaking started and then finally realizing my mistake, taking the left and arriving...
thankfully Deborah was late too so not cooling her jets for so long and had time to butter up our cutie-pie waiter at our place (2 cougars table 12 - work that tip pumpkin). As you can see, there were a serious of roller coaster like moments in that bit of mess but after that it's all up and up. We had a great lunch, our usual, chat, laugh, eat, laugh, chat, laugh and giggle fest - and brother did we need it. We girls need this time to just be girls, be catty and enjoy because life ain't worth living without it!
We did some window shopping I got something cool for the cabin, and the sugar crash was hard and fast but it was all good up and down. So we said our goodbyes and headed to the parking garage. Deborah was new to the driving at this location - I generally park in the same spot. Anyway we part ways head to our elevator and as I drop my goodies into my car there she is! And we realize I parked right behind her!!! LOL Seriously - so we showed off our new rides, hugged again and parted ways this time I didn't get lost going home - stopped off and got my bookshelves HEAVY and had to get them out of the car - one piece or several pieces at the time. They are now upstairs waiting for me to figure out the hieroglyphic based instructions - on the upside they have all the pieces in the listed inventory. I might have it together before Bubba calls me to come get his drunken backside. We'll see.
Stay tuned I fear a story coming out of this little adventure too...
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