check the box chex mix

You know, you don’t have to check all the boxes and jump through all the hoops to be a good girlfriend. I give you permission to skip one once in a while -and this box, I say skip.

We were referring to Stiletto going to her girlfriend’s family’s memorial service for her brother – who passed 10 years ago. Yes. They still mourn his death every year on the day he died. Apparently, it’s a week-long thing.

Yes, but I said I would go.

I know you did but you can take a pass on this. You’ve been out of town for almost two weeks and now you have to go to this thing.

I said I’d go so I pretty much have to. It’ll be ok. But, next time I’m skipping the box.

I really doubt that Stil – but, ok.

It was probably best that I had the excuse for class being the reason we couldn’t meet up for dinner next week. She’s seen this woman for 9 months and we have yet to meet her. We’ve tried to no avail. There was the time we invited them over for dinner and darts and well, the girlfriend is on dietary restriction and only eats chicken with no sauce on it whatsoever. Grilled veggies? Probably not because it has olive oil on it and don’t even mention bread because that’s on a different bread planet beyond Mars. Plus, the darts are a bad trigger for the girlfriend who is sober like Stiletto. So, no darts, chicken, veggies and bread. Nothing. So, just come over and sit here while we eat. It will be fun – not.

I told Stiletto the date for the music party and she looked at her calendar and said that she’d be there but the girlfriend probably not because she was doing a 100 mile cycling race that day and probably wouldn’t make it.

Oh, well she can’t be around alcohol anyway so I didn’t figure she’d come.

Oh, she can be around alcohol but I have her blocked out for the whole day for some race she’s doing.

Weird she can be around people drinking but God forbid someone throw something pointy at a round board on the wall.

Next, we had happy hour plans with Benji who almost stood us up because she was talking to Simba on the phone – the first all week, I might add. I think Simba knew she had plans with us and decided to make Benji really late. Of course, she could have said, hey. I have to go. But nooooooo. She has to let this woman control her.

We were on drink 3 by the time she walked across the street (Yes, bitch we chose this bar for you because it’s so close to your apartment). We should have left because it was even worse when she got there. She was going to meet up with her later and play darts at another bar up the street. (Yeah, again thanks for asking!) She had that stupid mooney look she did the other night when she finally texted her.

I reminded her of all the nasty one–word texts she received this past week. Charlie lectured her about deserving more. Finally, we slid off our stools and hugged her and left. She’s is going to do what she’s going to do. I’m not even going to ask her what happened the previous night because I know she probably went home with her. Everything’s good now. I don’t need you guys!

Meanwhile, we’re having dinner with one of our more stable friend-couple tonight. It’s easy-peasy. Don’t bring anything just come on over (and at an early time, too) and hang. So, we’re doing that. I probably won’t go to the lake tomorrow because it’s been extremely hot here. Last Sunday, I about fried myself on the lake so I need to wait until it cools off a bit to go back out. I don’t want it to be the last time this season, though. I think after the 24th here it’s supposed to drop below 90 degrees so I may go out next Sunday. That is, if I don’t have too much homework.

Ok, I’m off to get ready for class. Happy Saturday and I hope y’all have a great weekend!



Precipice for disaster

So, from one of my previous posts I told you that I was upset with Benji because she went on about Stiletto bailing on our boat plans. In short, I think it all had to do with a girl that she’s seeing.  I believe now that it was the girl who was overreacting on Benji about how they could have left on their trip a day sooner and Benji just followed along like a love sick puppy.

Fast forward: They just got back from their trip this past Friday. Both Charlie and Stiletto had reached out via text to see if she was back yet and got short replies a day later saying she had. Charlie broke down and invited her over to the house to hang out on Sunday since Benji said her and Simba had a date on Saturday.

They just got back and already they’re going on a date? When’s the wedding?

Sunday, Charlie and I were at the pool trying to stay cool and lounging when she came walking up practically in tears. Apparently, Simba broke up with her the previous night. (I guess this was a breakup date?)

We were like, Whaaaat? Y’all were on a two week trip? How can you just break up?

Benji went on to say that the girl was selfish (ya think?) and that she wasn’t emotionally prepared for a relationship. That her last one was non-emotional and that she’s always been in these types of relationships.

I was thinking, Run, girl, RUN!

Seriously, this is the type of BS I had to put up with in a previous relationship years ago and I realized that people who are historically emotionally unavailable WILL NEVER become emotionally available without a butt-ton of therapy. Even then, it’s very unlikely. Honestly, I called this thing even before they left. Was it the linen pants she wore over to play darts in 1,000 degree weather? Was it just a gut feeling that Benji and she were in two different worlds? Or the fact that she’s not a dog-lover?

All of that registered in my mind and I thought, I give it until they get back – if they make it through the trip.

Benji did show us pictures of their trip to Maine. They went on some insane hike that lasted 9 hours. (Yeah, when the girl isn’t doing yoga or running she has to do 9 hour hikes. I say hike loosely as it was mostly a 1,000 foot climb.) She said at one point Simba had left her on a rock (Whaaa? Hello? Why would you leave someone if you care about them?) and she was trying to get a foothold and couldn’t and finally – she called them trail angels – these two 20-something girls came to her rescue and helped her gain a foothold. Benji said she’s been hanging from a rock for about 15 minutes trying to gain purchase. Then, when she did she found Simba up the trail on a rock smiling. That to me was her trying to best Benji at everything because she feels insecure. But, what if Benji would have fallen and seriously hurt herself? How long would she have stayed there waiting?

That story kind of steamed me. I went to go get more beers. She had already said that she was getting drunk that night and staying over.

And, at some point she did apologize about being a douchebag about the boat thing. I still had a feeling it was originally coming from Simba because she has a big important job and that she wanted to leave a day early, therefore, get back a day early.

So, later after eating dinner we went back outside because Benji wanted to have another drink. We were sitting there and Simba texted her, I wasn’t sure if I should text.

Then, Benji’s all excited because she’s seriously thinking she wasn’t going to text her at all. That she was planning on texting her on Tuesday to see if they could talk. She immediately texted her back. (me – I would have frozen that bitch out)

Benji asked her if she could talk this week, outlining her week’s commitments and Simba texted back, I’ll have to check my work schedule when I get in tomorrow and let you know.

Can you believe that?

If this woman gave a shit wouldn’t you think she’d been a little nicer than, Oh, I have to check my schedule? What-the-fuck-ever.

She asked Benji to give her two weeks of them not talking so she can focus on work, running and yoga. Ok, like, if you can’t possibly have any dialog while doing those things how can you possibly have any bandwidth for a relationship? I seriously don’t think this looks good for her.

I asked Benji, and then what? You get back together?

Benji didn’t know. She didn’t know if she could do it. I’m thinking what a big letdown after coming back from a trip that Benji described amazing and that Simba has asked her to marry her two times. (believe it) and that they met each other’s parents and have tickets to events for the next three months. Yeah, Benji will hold on – for dear life until Simba kicks her off. Which, could be soon.


my tribe

This past week we had these friends of ours who live up in Gainesville call us. I looked at my phone and said, Why is CG calling me?

I don’t know, pick up.

I really hate talking on the phone at night – most of the time when I get home, I plug my phone in and walk away from it until the a.m. I let the first call go to vm and listened to it with her just saying, Hey, call me back.

THEN! She calls again. You’d better pick up, Charlie said.

Omg, ok.

So, I did and she was calling to say that we needed to friend this friend of hers on FB and introduce her to some friends in ATL. This friend of hers is trying to “find her tribe” and also, do we know any single people we can fix her up with?

OH YEAH, CG – Charlie and I constantly have parties with 100 single eligible lesbians every damn weekend, in fact we’re having one on Friday night right after we get off work. We have the pig on the spit as we speak. 

First, I’m always suspicious of people telling me that someone is looking for friends, has no friends, etc. They must not have friends for a reason and why should I be made privy to finding out why it is they have no friends?

Second, don’t tell me who to be friends with or who I should friend on FB. And, what’s this “tribe” business? I hadn’t heard that term ever. It sounded like something someone in a generation of my parents would say.

Third, it’s not like Charlie and I hang out at all these single functions in our spare time and know a lot of folks who are single. And, seriously the ones we DO know who are single we wouldn’t wish on anyone.

With that said, we still friended her friend, Karol, and invited her down on Friday to go to an 80’s party at this bar/restaurant and even to crash in our spare room. We wondered if that was a good idea, even, considering we’d never met this person, but people do it in Europe all the time so maybe we should be a little more trusting. After friending, she reached out to us and we messaged back and forth and came up with a plan. Meet us at the house at 6:30 and we’ll go on down to the restaurant, maybe grab a bite to eat and then hang and see if it’s fun.

I no more got home from work and changed when we got a message that she was close by. WTF, it was only 5:30 but ok. She pulled up and I went out to greet her and she seemed ok. We went inside and I asked if I could make her a drink since we had planned on Ubering it that night. Her reply was that she only drank Margaritas or Rum and cokes. She was out of luck because although we had tequila we had not made up any simple syrup nor did we have near enough limes to make up some homemade Margs nor did we have any rum or regular coke.

So, we showed her around – usually when we open up the she-shed it’s a WOW, that’s incredible, how did you do that? Type of reaction. This was, Oh, that’s nice. Really? That’s nice? Okay. She talked a lot about her adopted children who were now in their teens. She talked a lot about how she’s in-between girlfriends. She talked a lot about how there’s no culture in Gainesville. (Really? Then why did you move there?) She talked a lot about herself – almost like we were interviewing her.

I was kind of relieved when it came time to call the Uber and go. Maybe being in a crowded bar would relieve some of the pressure of keeping up the conversation about herself. Granted, she was nice but not really engaging. I couldn’t imagine calling her up and talking to her for any amount of time nor could I imagine a situation of, Hey, let’s invite Karol. She’s a blast! Nope.

When we got there, we were able to score two seats at the bar while one of us stood, hoping to score another chair later when someone left. The two women on the other side of Karol were getting the check and I thought they were ready to leave but when I asked for the spare chair the woman told me rudely that her friend went to the restroom and that they weren’t leaving yet. So, we laid in wait for them to leave only when they did two other women moved into them before we could grab one. We ended up grabbing a stool and moving it in between us. The bar was filling up fast with a ton of [straight] people dressed up in 80’s garb. I saw a Frankie goes to Hollywood t-shirt go by and this one woman in neon yellow and pink leg warmers. We were definitely out of our element, but we didn’t care. Charlie and I can hang with anyone it was Karol who was probably like, Damn there’s no lesbians here.

It got packed and the two bartenders couldn’t keep up to the mosh pit of neon demanding drinks. One of the women working behind the bar was starting to get surly and the party hadn’t even started yet. We put in a food order and barely got the three drinks we ordered before finally shouting over the din of RELAX DON’T DO IT……to Jake our bartender for the check. The women on the end of the bar were ordering 4 Cosmos at once because they knew. They shoved one of the pink concoctions down the bar to Charlie. Charlie was joking with them – they looked to be late 30’s which we were right, and Karol said, nodding to the one on the end Charlie was joking with, I could go for that. Which reminded me of a few other friends we have with unrealistic girlfriend expectations. I wanted to say, In your DREAMS, Karol.

When we were walking out, there were about 100 more people walking up the road to go inside. I couldn’t imagine trying to get a drink after they got inside. We told our Uber driver to take us to Decatur and we went to see our favorite bartender, Wendy. This was more our speed. I could still tell Karol was looking around for eligible lesbians. We had a drink, talked to Wendy and left Ubering it home. Earlier Karol had mentioned that she could stay around until 1 the next day and we were like – No, we’re both leaving very early in the morning because Lanie is going paddling and I have things to do.

I mean, really? Did she think we were going to give her a full tour of ATL and Decatur and point out lesbian hot spots? The next day I was literally almost to the lake before Karol had gotten up. Both Charlie and I had had coffee together, and I had loaded up my gear and was down the road. I think Charlie was worried that she’d have to go into the spare room and drag her out by the toe. When she got up Charlie offered to make her an egg and toast a bagel for her and she relented. I think this was mainly to say, Eat, have your coffee and GO we’ve got shit to do.

We were both like, She was nice but we hope this doesn’t become a thing that she is expecting to come down here to a bed and breakfast and us to be tour guides. Later, we got a text thanking us and asking us if we wanted to go to this single’s social the next weekend. I was like, Let me think about it – UH NO! I mean, we’ve got shit to do, lady. School starts so I’m sure I’m going to be doing some homework. I have a Saturday class that will cut into my paddling time which will only be on Sundays now. So no – here’s the address to My Sisters Room knock yourself out. I mean, if she wants to meet other single people in Atlanta or Decatur then she’s just going to have to friggin’ move here. Plus, we’re not going to be able to introduce her to single people because we don’t know any. We don’t go to lesbian bars only because we don’t want to stay up until 11:00 and go out to a bar when that’s the only time it has any people in it.

So, that was how our weekend started. After that, we didn’t feel like entertaining at all the rest of the weekend. I only managed to paddle Saturday because when we got up on Sunday it looking rainy. As it was I probably could have gone because it didn’t rain the rest of the day. Here’s a few from Saturday: (Notice I put in with the geese that day)




Last Saturday, Charlie and I booked a boat to go cruising around on Lake Allatoona for the afternoon. We got to the marina in plenty of time for check-in although, it was unbelievable how quickly they checked us in because there were about a million people there waiting to do the same. It was slightly overcast the entire day we were out so it was really nice! We cruised to the other end of the lake and then dropped anchor in a few areas to swim and float. At one point, I thought we were going to have to buy another anchor as we got stuck and had to manipulate the boat and drag the dropped anchor until it dislodged. We were almost to cutting the rope and buying another once we docked, although, I can’t imagine how much they charged for one. I’m glad we went and we’ll probably book another trip in the future but just invite the kids if they’re in town.

Sunday, I went paddling at the lake. Charlie got me an Apple watch for my birthday so I could control my music and aps while I’m on the board so I don’t have to keep digging my phone out of my dry bag. I also downloaded an app called watersports tracker that tracks how far I paddle.  Since I had it telling me how far I paddled I decided to try to get in 4 miles which I did. My arms and lats were burning by the time I got back. I also ran into the dragon boat team while I was there. (I have a pic of them in an earlier post) They told me that they were training for a race in September but to hit them up at the beginning of the season next year (March) when they have openings. Food for thought, I may just do that. I liked their page and put their race in September on my calendar that I may go to and check out.

(Ok, it says 0 miles but that’s actually 4.16 miles)

In other news, we’re just laying low this week until Friday we’re going out for my birthday. I’ve had a really great birthday so far thanks to my wonderful wife! School starts August 12th and I’m trying to live it up until then. After that, it will be a grind.









The Weekend chex mix

I know I promised y’all I would write a post on this past weekend and all the fun we had. Friday night we met up with Becky and Shelia to try out a new brewery in the ‘hood. It was pretty cool save for they only had one beer we liked. I get they just opened but let’s hope they add additional lighter beers to the menu. Everything was either a hazy IPA or a stout. When its’ 1000 degrees outside I just don’t want a heavy beer. We ended up with a beer named Aromatic Hive which is a honey basil ale. It was nice. We’ll probably go back there again because the atmosphere was really nice and they have a full kitchen with a food menu. Later, Bernitta got in from Florida and we visited a little and then all hit the sack.

Saturday, I got up and went paddling while Charlie and B went to breakfast. I got out to the lake a little later than my usual 7:30 but it was still quiet and smooth. I could tell it was going to be a hot one, though. I got home and ate a sandwich and the three of us went antiquing and ended up down at Krog market. We had drinks at Hop City and then wandered into Superica. This was Superica #1 for the night as we planned on going to the other one in Buckhead that evening so we would be close to Johnny’s Hideaway.

So, fast forward – we grabbed an Uber and headed to B’head to that Superica. (Yeah, the one at Krog is WAY better) We sat at the bar and ate and had drinks and then walked on down to JH. When we got there and slid into a table is was great. There was hardly anyone there and we felt we had the dance floor to ourselves. But later, it was a mob scene and cougartown central. One time I was in the restroom and some woman came in and screamed another woman’s name asking if she was still in there and she screamed back from the stall next to me that she was. Then, another time there was a woman retching in the stall next to me. I felt like I was in college again. We decided to head out after B got groped and Charlie got asked to dance by a man her father’s age. Yeah, no. It was a good thing I didn’t get groped bc there would have been some broken bones in the mix. Maybe I just have that scary insane look that keeps people away when needed.

I’m glad we went but there’s no way we’ll hump our cookies all the way up to straightsville-cougartown to dance again. I think next time we’ll check out The Basement in East Atlanta Village.

Sunday, we tore ourselves out of bed for the soccer watch party. Seriously, I could have slept until at least 10 I was so tired. But, once I had some coffee it felt doable. (But, next time – no hosting after being out all night. No way) So, the food and company were great, we won and were very happy about that and now get out so we can get some sleep and relax. We were so fried by that evening that all we could muster was sitting on the couch and watching Breaking Bad with B since she hasn’t seen it all.

Monday, B left and both Charlie and I dragged ourselves to work. I felt rough around the edges from the weekend. I took every vitamin I could find in my drawer that morning and even mixed that skanky vitamin C powder into water to drink.Then, my boss verbally hits me upside the head about this project I’m working on. When she gets like this I should just shut up and nod my head because there is no talking to her because she’ll cut you off and keep talking. It was seriously not the day to hit me up like that but I dealt with it. I have to because I’m still in my probationary period. October cannot get here sooner. That way I can start using some of my vacation time. Just the word vacation sounds heavenly right now. I gave blood a few weeks back because every time they have a blood drive at work and you give they give you 4 hours. 4 hours, ya’ll! I could be on the lake! I can give again the end of August so that would make it a full 8 hours and an extra day off.

Anyway, that’s my weekend. It’s already hump day Wednesday so this week is almost over. We don’t have any plans this weekend except to work on our drainage project in the back yard which I’m hoping will not be as big as a nightmare as we both fear.


Forget it

Ok, that’s it. I’m so done with trying to get people together and make plans. Fuck it. Two weekends ago we were hanging at the pool and asked Benji what she was doing. She texted back that she was really hung over from the previous night because she was out at the bar up the street playing darts.


Where was our invitation to play darts? We’d seen her the previous day when we met up at the Irish pub to watch USA play France and there was no mention of making plans to play darts on Saturday, nothing. So, Benji comes over and brings her dog, Squid, and some beers of her own. (Because she drinks those disgusting sours and we never keep in the fridge) She’s sitting out by the pool and she mentioned the previous night. I think Charlie said something like, We like to play darts, why didn’t you call us?

Then, Benji says, Because, I was on a date. (Articulating the date word when she said it. Like it was private, y’all. Like, I don’t want you people around when I’m with my girl. Even though she was in a crowded bar with people all around.)

Oh, ok. Well excuse us.

THEN, we all had plans to go on this pontoon boat for my birthday this month. These are solid plans that we made with her and Stiletto way back in April or May. I went ahead and reserved the boat and everything and it’s completely paid for. Charlie and I even took our boating license tests so we could drive the boat. It was only going to be the four of us. So, this past weekend when Stiletto comes over to watch the game she tells me that she won’t be able to go because of this thing she has to go to. To be honest, I was disappointed, sure. She chose to do this thing over all of us hanging out for my birthday. The only reason I didn’t give her a hard time about it was because I thought she was going to cry when she told me. She said, Promise you won’t be mad. So, what the hell am I supposed to say to that? Yeah, you’d rather drive your ass to Indiana for this organization that you do volunteer work for than hang out with all of us on the boat. Fine. But, what can I do? I didn’t make a big deal over it. I blew it off. After that, I texted Benji and told her Stiletto wasn’t going on the trip and that if she wanted to invite her new gf, Yogi, then bring her.
So, instead of a Hey, thanks I’ll ask her, I get this:

I’m pretty annoyed by this because Yogi and I postponed flying out for our trip bc of the boating we planned.

I’m thinking, OH so now that Stiletto canceled you don’t want to go. Forget hanging out with Charlie and I. I texted: I’m sorry, Stiletto had something come up that she can’t get out of. Nothing I can do about it.

Yeah well I could have flown out earlier but I didn’t cancel our plans we made bc I didn’t want to be inconsiderate. UGH!

I’m thinking: Ok you’re being inconsiderate now. I texted: Well, you can still go or don’t go. I can’t help that Stiletto canceled.

I understand that. I’m just annoyed. And not at you.

Seems like you are, dude. Well, I’m sorry if you’ve already made plans to go on your trip then go on the boat. Charlie and I are going regardless of you lame-ass people.

No, I made plans to postphone my trip BC we had made boat plans (OH thank you so much for giving me your time and not bailing too even though it’s APPARENT that you want to) I was still planning on going bc I said I would. I committed to y’all for that. It’s just annoying when other people commit to something then fall through.

I’m not going to type the rest of this but I ended up just saying, It doesn’t sound like you really want to go so do your plans, take your trip. We’ve got it covered.

And, she still comes back with: Our flight is booked already. That’s what I’m saying. I worked around our plans.

I didn’t text back. I’m so done with her right now. Take your fucking trip, dude. It’s apparent she doesn’t want to just hang out with us. Stiletto bailed so she wants to bail too. Fuck her. I don’t want her to go now anyway. I’m pissed off about it. She can get someone else to sit her dog while she’s gone, too. I’m done inviting and offering to do favors for someone who only wants to hang with us when plans with her new gf fall through. Don’t come crying to us when this one falls through, too. I’ve got nothing else to say.

I’ll write more about the fabulous weekend we had after I chill out a bit. I just had to get this off my chest.

4th weekend chex mix

I started a post the other day but I got busy and trashed it so now I’m starting over. This holiday weekend is going to be jam packed with activities.

Yesterday, after running around shopping we decided to just put on our swimming shorts and head out to the pool. It was so hot. Later, Benji texted asking what we were doing and we said hanging and she came over. Then, she ended up inviting new girl, yogi, over to play darts. She ended up being really cool and we played three games. Right as it was getting to be dusk and time to let off fireworks at the lake it opened up and poured for a good 15 minutes. I was kind of happy about that because there had been several vicious posts on our neighborhood forum about staking out – literally, spots at the lake 12 hours in advance for fireworks. I was thinking, Yeah, so much for staking out spots and killing the grass for this. I was so glad we didn’t go down there and stayed put playing darts with Benji and Yogi. We had a great time!

Tonight, we have Bernitta coming in from Florida as well as meeting up with Becky and Shelia for drinks and dinner. We don’t think Bernitta will be here in time to meet with us for dinner and drinks but will be here after. They are all good friends and we’re going to surprise them on Sunday when they come over for the watch party and Bernitta is there.

Saturday, I do intend to paddle. I’ve been dying to get out on the lake. I could have yesterday but I knew with all the 4th stuff going on it would be busy and crowded and I just decided to forgo it until Saturday. Here’s some photos of the last visit:

That night we’re hoping to take Bernitta out to Johnny’s Hideaway and dance. Sunday, we’re having people over for the world cup watch party/brunch. We’re also going to dye our hair pink in support of women and Meagan Rapinoe.


date night, paddling & other misc stuff

So, the weekend started out with date night at a new restaurant in East Atlanta Village named Banshee. (Ironically, it used to be the location of a lesbian bar – My sister’s room who relocated to midtown.) This place had a recent write up in Atlanta magazine and I decided that we needed to check it out. It was a very great atmosphere (once the screaming baby from the dining room left). I recommend sitting at the bar. One of the managers, Faielle, served us awesome drinks (I never would have remembered her name if I didn’t have the magazine to refer to). We got a few appetizers see below:

I got an early birthday present this past week from Charlie. A carbon fiber SUP paddle. So you know I was anxious to try it out on Saturday. I was up early and out the door sipping my coffee as I rode out to the lake. I like to get there early before it gets too hot and crowded. Always as I’m taking out there are tons of people going in. I like the really early mornings when the water is calm and the bugs are fluttering on the surface and the fish jumping.

Yesterday, there was a big group of SUP’s putting on as I pulled off. They were demoing race SUPs. My friend, Drew was supposed to be there and I initially looked for him but didn’t see him. I was tired anyway. I had paddled a lot further than I did the previous weekend because the paddle was so damn light. Amazingly light. We had shit to do anyway as we were having Emil and Kandice and another couple who are relatively new friends of ours, Becky and Shelia over for dinner that night.

We had a fabulous time and dinner was great! Mostly, our peach cobbler (that I had to go all over town to find moderately ripe peaches) turned out great! I have a couple of more weeks of school left and I’m done for summer semester. I need to take a breather before fall semester starts because I’m taking 3 classes and I know it’s going to be cra-cra. This is the only way if I want to graduate next Spring. I’ve just got to put my head down and do it.



Paddle Boarding

Both Saturday and Sunday mornings I got up early and went out to Stone Mountain lake to do some paddle boarding. This is a new thing for me as I just got the board last week, got new crossbars to go on the truck and got everything all set up. At first, it was a mutha getting it on top of the truck BUT I watched a couple of videos on loading a board by yourself and I drove straight up to the put-in on Sunday, pulled it off the roof and laid it right by the water. The same went for loading. I drove down to the bank where I left it and loaded it there. Both mornings, there were a few people putting in when I was there but mostly as I was coming out there were even more people going in. I’ve been trying to get out there when it’s cooler in the mornings and be done no later than 10:00 because it’s been really hot down here. Here are a few pics of my board and other people putting in.

And, I must say that my wonderful wife made a board hanger for me so I have a place to put it when it’s not on top of the truck. (Notice the cute sign she made that indicates where the handle is)

Things have been rather low-key these past few weeks. We did go out to see Atlanta United play on Saturday. Really, other than that we’ve just had a few friends over for dinner, have gone out to dinner and just laid by our pool out back. It’s getting to be the lazy days of summer where it’s just too damn hot to be outside between the hours of 11-4. Outside festival? Hell no. Outside concert? Hell no. But, I do have to go listen to an outdoor symphony on the 12th for a school assignment. School is super annoying this summer. Simply because I’m taking two online classes and it’s a f*ck-ton of work. In my security policy class she’s having us read two chapters a week and watch these stupid, outdated Ted Talks and write about how it relates to the chapters we just read in the book. Most of the time it’s a stretch to get the two to relate to each other because the book chapters are strictly on policy whereas the videos are a wide range of topics such as ethics, technology challenges and politics. Then, my music class we have to read an average of 5 book chapters a week plus 5 online quizzes and do discussion threads on topics the professor chooses. Anyway, I know I’m going to be in over my head come fall when I’m going to try and take three classes. I’d really like to graduate in the Spring but I’m going to have to be diligent.


the holiday weekend chex mix

I’ve been looking forward to having a day off for awhile now even though I had a week off prior to starting my new job. Six months seems an endless amount of time to wait for a vacation despite there having been times in the past where I hadn’t taken a vacation in a year.

Friday, I had to go to the dentist for a cleaning. I dreaded it, as I always do. I absolutely loath going to the dentist. Ever since I was a child and my parents dragged me to their quack dentist I’ve hated it. This guy was name Dr. Comer – should have been Dr. Coma for how bad he was. He once filled the wrong tooth in my mouth. He had hands to size of a mammoth cave man and was always telling me to open my mouth wider. I’ve been through several other terrible dentists since then and fortunately now have a very gentle and kind dentist that I fight traffic to Marietta for because I refuse to see anyone else.

Prior to my leaving the hell hole (my last job) I was eating an almond and felt a give on one of my back molars. I thought at the time, Great. My dental insurance ends in 4 days. I resigned myself to waiting until I had insurance at the new place and dealing with it when I went in for my bi-yearly cleaning. So, I’m in the chair on Friday and it was a Yep. You cracked it in two. (Fuck those damn almonds! This is what I get for eating a healthy snack!) The only thing holding it together was an old mercury filling. So, a temporary crown later I’m driving back to my office with half of my face melted off – it felt like it anyway.

So, this was how I started out my holiday weekend. Yesterday, I got up feeling rough. My jaw ached and I’ve relegated to only chewing on one side of my mouth because I’m not going to lose the temporary over a holiday weekend for sure! It may be a liquid diet of mich ultra the rest of the weekend which doesn’t sound that bad to be honest. I had signed up for a paddle board class that day. I wasn’t looking forward to it as I didn’t feel well. But, it turned out to be fun even though it was hot as balls out. I came home, grabbed an ultra and went into the pool. We were supposed to have Jess over for dinner but she flaked on us so there were more margaritas for us and we just vegged by the pool.

This morning, I told Charlie to make me a whole pot of coffee because I had a mountain of homework and labs for school to finish before I could do anything. I’m so not in to school this summer. I’m like BLAH.

Tonight, we’re having Shutter and Rooster over for dinner. Tomorrow we don’t really have any plans but I’m ok with that. Since I’m writing this post that means I’ve finished all my homework and am ready to enjoy the rest of my day! Everyone have a fun and safe rest of your holiday weekend!