V-Day

I’ve already started to read posts about “Valentine’s Day, bah humbug” or the “my love gave me a heart -shaped Domino’s pizza for Valentine’s Day”

I breathe a sigh of relief that Charlie will never do that. Whew! (First of all – not Domino’s – she would have better taste to get me a Jack’s pizza) not to mention Domino’s is a radical right-wing company, I digress. This is not about political right-winged sh*t but VALENTINES DAY!

So, Charlie already gave me my gift which was an acrylic photograph of the beach taken by our wonderfully talented friend, Shutter (aptly named). I’m thrilled with it and I think she’s hanging it on the wall as I write this.

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Next, we decided to cancel restaurant reservations to this Italian place in Decatur for the second time because the Saturday after V-Day we’re going to Athens, GA to hear Drive-By Truckers at the 40 Watt club. Charlie’s bro got us tickets and a hotel stay there for Christmas and we just decided to celebrate a belated V-Day there. Plus, friends of ours who live there are hosting a party at a bar around the corner and told us to head on over after the show. It’s always a party when we go to Athens. Benji is going to dog sit for us so it worked out perfectly.

So, that’s our V-Day in a nutshell. Maybe we’ll find a heart-shaped pizza while we’re there or maybe a burger and a glass of Creature Comforts since their brewery is also around the corner.

What’s your V-Day plans?

 

kickin’ it

Last week went by in a whirl. Thursday, I had a really bad day at work. Well, bad in such a way that I was hit with some stuff that I didn’t expect. The upside was that I’m going to take on more responsibility and downside was I was told that I could progress a little faster. Part of me was like, I’ve been in this job less than a year, feel isolated in my current work environment and really have no one around to ask questions – so this feedback seems very unfair. The other part was ok, I’ll work harder, ask more questions but only after studying up on the stuff I’m doing.

It was almost the mentality of my old job – we want you to do this but we don’t want to answer any questions or train anyone. It just all kind of get thrown on you and you have to roll with the punches. So, after an evening of crying to Charlie and getting drunk with her and Benji I went into my boss’s office the next day and asked if we could follow up on a few things. We had a good conversation. I wanted him to know that there had been a breakdown in communication and the strides I was going to take to ensure that didn’t happen again. That I was going to work hard for a higher rating this year. In short, I’m going to make sure I have more facetime with him and him hear stuff from me directly and not just from our middle manager that sits out in the satellite office who I only see once a week. [Yeah, basically -phuck you middle manager who sabotaged my review with your opinions]

Friday, Charlie was really hung over feeling under the weather and I ended up going out and meeting Benji and her new squeeze, Kate, to see our friend Hannah Thomas play at Eddie’s.  Charlie and I were coming back from eating some wonderful Pho (which, I think revived her a little) and I had her drop me off at the box office so I could go ahead and get a ticket to the show. I was planning to get my ticket and hit a coffee shop and study a little before the show but as I was standing in line for my ticket this woman bought the remaining 21 tickets left for the early show who was Madison Parks.

They were like, Thanks for waiting.

Oh, that’s ok, I’m just getting a ticket for the late show so I have time to kill.

The woman who bought the tickets asked me if I wanted a ticket to the early show and I said, Sure. So I got in for free. (Which, was a good thing because I doubt I’d ever pay $$ to see that woman again) I went in and took a seat in the bleachers they have in the back. Since I was coming in late all the seats were already full. It’s a tiny place so if you’re seeing a show there you want to get there very early so you can get a good seat. Then, a family of 4 came up and I ended up sitting next to a 7 year old in a tu-tu, who squirmed the whole time and at one point I could have sworn she had her elbow in my ear.

Would you like a child with your Guinness?

Madison rocked it out for the first three songs with her band who looked like all high school kids. But, when she pulled up a stool and started talking about hanging with her girlfriends in Nashville talking about boyz and this was a song she wrote about it blah, blah, blah I decided to hit the back patio to watch the rest of the hockey game until Benji and Kate got there. On the way out I hugged Hannah’s neck and wished her a Happy Birthday and said Charlie was sorry she missed her that night. Once Benji and Kate got there I scored us some great seats at the bar inside and we rocked out to Hannah and her new girl band. So much of a contrast from the early show (– maybe that’s why she was the early show).

Saturday, we ran around getting stuff for the party Super Bowl party and Bernice came into town. Minutes after she pulled in we were all in our car going to dinner in Little 5 and hitting Shutter & Roosters gig at the Star Bar. We had a blast that night!

Sunday morning, Bernice was hung over feeling under the weather and Charlie and I went out and grabbed a bagel and ran some errands before the party. By the time we got back she was up making empanadas for the party. We talked and ate and prepped food. We ended up having a great turnout and aside from our team losing we had a great time!  Link was our only Patriots fan in the crowd and she and Charlie were at it all night goofing off as you can see in this pic:

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The next morning I was hung over not feeling well until I ate a piece of sourdough toast with some butter and honey on it. I had been on this Paleo diet for a few weeks and the weekend was the first real carbs I’d eaten in a while and I think it just hit me really hard. Or I drank too much beer. Charlie and I went to have noodles for lunch and hit our favorite joint on the way back to the house. I had gone ahead and took the day off as I knew I wouldn’t want to work along with 6 million Americans that call in sick the day after Super Bowl. When we got back we hung out and played darts in the bar shed so all in all it was a very full weekend and glad it was a good end to a shaky start.

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social media and blogging

Social media, it’s a contest on who’s having the best time or the worst. I myself am just about done with it. And, here’s a Carrie Bradshaw question:

  1. Is Facebook for those who will not, cannot find the time to write a blog? I only say this because there seems to be a lot of people who are on their soapboxes have a lot to say and are trying to cram in all in on Facebook with 100 posts per day. If you have that much to say to the world then why not start a blog? And, next question:
  2. Does it take the place of real communication?

 

Part one Lanie answer/opinion: I think Facebook and blogs are two different animals. I think most people who post on Facebook frequently could not wrap their minds around starting a blog, topics to write about, etc. (Even though some are posting their opinions enough to start a blog) Some people use Facebook to promote their blog. I don’t. There are only a select few friends who know my blog address because I like to use it a lot as a sounding board and not all my friends would appreciate the candor of my blog.

When I first started blogging none of my friends knew my address. This was many blogs ago, too. Blogging has taken a turn historically. I think Facebook has destroyed a lot of the blogging community. Facebook is like McDonalds fast food (to me) whereas a well written blog post is like a filet mignon cooked perfectly on your grill at home. After some time blogging I eventually met other bloggers who commented on my posts and me theirs. We all became friends and traveled to Chicago to meet up. Only before we got there did we share pictures of one another just so we were able to recognize each other when we met up. Those were the fun days of blogging. Now, only I and one other blogger out of that group still blog. Everyone else has moved on and I don’t think they have even followed me to this blog. Nowadays, people just lurk and they rarely comment. I’m guilty of that myself. I’m always looking for other blogs to read and a fresh outlook. When I try to do searches with key words on blogs by typing in “gay” I get a lot of “my coming out story” or men’s dicks. I like to identify with LGBT bloggers (as well as bloggers of other walks of life), however, I don’t always want to read about coming out stories nor look at men’s penises. I like to read stuff that’s more real, every day stuff. There’s been a few bloggers I’ve dropped because I don’t think they really write about authentic stuff [anymore] -about what’s really going on – which, I find a lot more interesting than their sugar coated look at me, everything’s great posts. It’s almost like Facebook all over again and that brings us to the next answer:

Part two Lanie answer/opinion: I DO think Facebook takes the place of real communication in 85% of the people who use it frequently. Oh, I don’t have time to bother responding to your text but I can like your FB post and even comment on it instead. And, what’s even more mystifying is when they HAVE your number and could call or text but they choose to use FB messenger. Is there a reason for this that I’m missing?

I get that social media is important for marketing purposes. Especially, after reading this article. There are some staggering statistics in that article. People use it for different things, sure. Myself, if I even post it’s to share information about a party we’re having or to share pictures in the past – mostly, dog pictures. I’ve read a lot of people just enjoy the posts of funny videos, pictures or articles. I get that. There are a million ways to use Facebook what is disturbing is when it becomes a place for people to get up on their soapbox and preach – mostly to the choir. Or as a primary means of communication. And, finally I saw this article: In the time you spend on social media each year, you could read 200 books. Now that’s something to wrap your head around and it doesn’t have to be books, either. You could learn a new skill, get a certification to get a better job, spend the time working out, getting to know a new friend, or blog.

I can hear it now: I just don’t have anything to say in a blog.

Sure you do. All you have to do is start writing.

Let’s get more real, if you have a lot to say start a blog. We need more voices out there in the blogging community. Let’s not let blogging die. And, if any of you have some authentic blogs to share please send me a comment. This blogger would appreciate it!

 

 

 

 

update and it was a day

Well, it turns out that being two up in the group was a nasty rumor and I could choke that guy who started it. I found this out because yesterday Shampa had her review with Baxter and she asked him about it.

“So, is the rumor true  – that we’re two up and need to let some people go?”

“No, where did you hear that?”

“From RT, he was talking about it.” 

“Well, tell RT if that were true he’d be the first to go. In fact, we have room for another person.”

Soon as Shampa got out of her review she messaged me. I in turn messaged Charlie who has been in Florida taking care of her Dad. So a huge collective ‘Whew’ went up.

Like I said previously, the rumor came up right before we were to get our reviews and on Wednesday. I came home from work fit to be tied and then I noticed the city truck that is supposed to pick up brush on the street picked up everyone’s except ours. I grabbed my keys and ran  out to the truck and drove down the street and parked behind them. I got out and immediately was in their faces asking why they picked up everyone else’s brush except ours. They gave some lame excuse they were picking up the old stuff first – right. I told them that pile was old stuff it had been sitting there for two weeks.

This all came about because our d*ckhead neighbor, Richard, called in a complaint one time because we were dumping debris at the street. He told them that it was coming from our landscape clients outside of the neighborhood. He is just jealous that we actually have a thriving business while he sits at home all day and looks at porn and drinks. Basically, he has nothing better to do than stick his nose in other peoples – ours – business. So, because of his complaint we had to meet with the city code enforcement officer and go over all the cleanup we’ve done in our backyard, show them the cuts, where the branches came from, etc. Such b.s. because we pay a lot of taxes to live here and this pickup is included in that. Which, is maddening because d*ckhead and his wife are RENTERS who don’t even pay taxes.

Since he complained every time we do any cleanup in our backyard and put it at the street they just pass us by – even after meeting with the city to explain where it came from that it did not come from clients outside of the city. So, you can see why I was in their faces. The guys sweeping up told me to talk to the driver and I told him the same thing and he said they would swing around and get it. I told them that they had better. If they didn’t come back I was going to go find them again and write down every one of their names and take it to the mayor of the city. As it was I drove home and got on the phone with city hall and gave the woman who picked up an ear load of it. She said she’d email the code enforcement officer and I said, Fine, go ahead but he’s not going to call me back or do anything about it and that I was sick of it. They did come back but I bet you $100 that if I hadn’t have been home they would have left it for another two weeks.

So, after that I needed a strong drink. It was a day.

 

TWT – part II

Wonder Twin Power ACTIVATE from this–

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into this –

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Yeah, they got told to move into the bosses office.

Now, Patricia is moving in there all by herself and I have the big room. So, we practically have our own office together but separated by walls. It’s so much quieter in here now that we don’t have them in here and the contractors slamming in and out of here and Carmine has figured out where Larry is and isn’t coming in here anymore.

So, Monday I came in and was working and noticed Sherry moving lamps out of their office. I thought at first she was dusting them? But, when another duck lamp came out I asked, “What’s the deal? You moving?”

“Yes, I’m moving into Baxter’s (our manager/boss) office.”

“When did this come about?”

“Oh, the other day, like, Thursday.”

“So, why are you moving in there? Did you and Larry have a spat?”

I actually asked that, y’all. Transparency is one of my New Year’s resolutions.

“Oh, no he’s moving in there with me. Baxter just thought it made sense for us to move in there since I do a lot of his admin work and Larry is handling field work for him.”

I gleefully thought, HA, separation. No more Wonder Twin Powers.

I got up and followed her out the door and down the hall to Baxter’s office and lo and behold both she and Larry had desks set up in the big room and Baxter had moved into a smaller office that looked out into their large room. He actually looked up as I came in and I just smiled, waved and left. I don’t know how the twins are going to handle it – no more feeding each other sushi at lunch. No more ‘Are you ready for your smoothie, Larry?’ (gag, gag, gag) I’m so glad I don’t have to listen to it anymore – let Baxter worry about them.

I think this came about because of going to the satellite office last week and having lunch with one of the guys out there. He already knew the dynamic between the twins. I told him the situation of the twins just disappearing all day and when they were in the office how disrupting it was to have all the contractors in and out all day long and I was already wanting to move. He’s tight with the guy that’s just under the manager, Kevin, so I think he told Kevin the situation and Kevin mentioned it to Baxter – hence, Baxter having them more under his thumb now.

Despite it being quieter it feels very weird – like the other shoe is going to drop soon. We’re all awaiting our reviews and there’s been a rumor going around that two of us on the team are going to get cut. There’s all kinds of speculation about it but the vibe is still calm before the storm. I really HATE to think that after all this I’m going to be laid off or let go. By no means do I think I’m one of the two but who knows with all the rash reasoning management can have. I won’t know anything until I get my individual review and even then I’m going to ask Baxter if my job is in jeopardy – I mean, I have to know so I can plan to start searching again. I just hate the feeling of having this pendulum hanging over my head waiting to drop.

So, I guess keep your fingers crossed that I don’t lose my job. Happy New Year to me!

 

The Wonder Twins

This time last year I was really miserable at my old job. I had a really toxic manager, a workload of 25 projects and there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t fantasize about quitting. Around February, I started seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. I had a few interviews with a large corporation. Finally, in April I was hired at that large corporation. This was the first time I’d been in the private sector for 6 years. My two previous jobs were state government and after spending 6 years there I was ready to leave it behind. As far as I was concerned it was filled with lazy people who sat around all day figuring out how to throw other people under the bus for their lack of work ethic.

So, working for a large corporation is not unlike the government in some ways – it still takes FOREVER to start doing what you’re supposed to be doing. You’re waiting for certification classes to take place before they’ll let you do anything. You may be waiting for computer equipment to be ordered so you’ll actually have something to email on and use. You may even be waiting for uniforms to be ordered. (Ironically, I have a uniform but I only wear it on days I have no idea what I’ll wear – “Oh, here we are – blue janitor pants and a grey burger king shirt and “may I take your order” or “Ma-am, you want to show me where the leak is coming from?”

What I managed to leave behind is a toxic manager – my current one is amazingly laid back – if not a little too so -but no complaints here. Right after I started I was part of a team the manager was assembling. At the time, he still had three more positions to hire for. In came my favorite co-worker – I’ll name her Shampa (this is the nickname Charlie gave her and it stuck). Next was Larry and Sherry (not their real names, of course) – the wonder twins.

Remember The Wonder Twins? I watched them on TV when I was a kid.

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Wonder Twin Powers ACTIVATE into -an eagle or a bear or in Larry and Sherry’s case a COMPLETE FIBER NETWORK. (if that gives you any indication of where I work and no – it’s not the one who’s been SAYING that they’re coming and never do – it’s the one that’s always been here.)

So, Larry and Sherry came as a TEAM. I would bet $$ that when negotiating Larry probably told our manager that he wouldn’t come over unless Sherry came with because the two of them were a TEAM in their previous tech position. At this point everyone was at one work center except for them. They were at the construction office they always worked. Our work center was closing down and all us were going to separate to different offices – some out of town – including Shampa. Some down by the airport and then myself, our manager and Patricia (who I’ve written about before) moved to the construction office with Larry and Sherry.

At the time we first moved over here both the Twins were off at Engineer training together and just Patricia and I had the office. But, once the twins have gotten back and time has passed it’s come to my attention that their ongoing work affair has gotten the HELL on my nerves. We all do different jobs –despite all of us having the same title as engineer. But, even so both the twins do their work TOGETHER. If Larry has to go meet on a site and talk to someone, Sherry has to go with so they can do lunch together. Most times they don’t ask anyone to go but I’ve been on lunches with them and they always split meals. Larry will eat whatever Sherry wants to eat and lets her order. (The last few times I’ve felt a bit ill so have decided never to do lunch with them again unless it’s the whole team for our bosses bday or something).

Individually, they’re both nice people – don’t get me wrong. On the odd chance one of them isn’t in the same room you can almost have a conversation. But, once they’re together each one of them has to take part in the conversation, finish each other’s sentences or only have a conversation with each other despite two other people in the room. It’s kind of maddening, to be honest. It’s not any better when all of us are here together, either, because Patricia will aggressively try to take part in the conversation – so much, that her and Sherry will talk about makeup or some girlie thing that neither Larry or I can’t compete in. But, I don’t compete for conversation, honestly. When I come in I politely say “Good morning” and leave it at that. I don’t usually even try to participate unless I need to break in with a work related question.

Then, since we’re in a construction office and the twins used to work in a crew we get a lot of construction people coming in and out all day long looking for them. All.day.long. Most of them I don’t mind except for this one woman who is a scheduler- let’s call her Carmine- who comes in, like, 12 times a day and asks where Larry is. “Like I’m his personal secretary, bi-otch” I mean, she obviously has a thing for Larry, too, and I almost wish that she and Sherry would have some big fight over him and just get over it – hell, I’d even set up the jello pudding wrestling ring and sell tickets.

Carmine isn’t one of those women who like other women, either. As much as I’ve answered the best I can where the hell Larry was she still looks at me like I’m a gnome. So, from now on I’m going to answer her questions with I don’t know. As much as I’d like to follow that with a why you don’t call him he has two phones I don’t want to stir the pot around here. One day everyone was out so I decided to actually lock the office door – to no avail – Carmine who has a key let herself in and said, “Oh, I didn’t realize anyone was in here – where’s Larry?” So, there’s no keeping that bi-otch out of here so I try to ignore her.

I asked Patricia one day after she had been in here asking. “Do you ever think it’s weird that she comes in here all the time looking for Larry?”

She just smiled and shrugged and said, “I try to stay out of it.”

“I hear ya.”

I did mention it to Larry the other day. I mock-slapped my forehead and said, “I forgot to tell you that Carmine was in here looking for you…….like about 12 times!”

“Oh, I don’t know what her problem is she knows she can call me”.

“I think she has a thing for you.”

Larry just laughed nervously and cut his eyes to the side in fear that Sherry would hear and said, “Oh, I don’t think that.”

I know there’s worse things at work but sometimes I just feel like I’m working with a bunch of high school kids. Yesterday, I got to go out to Shampa’s office and work with them. I think it’s come to the attention of the team manager that I need some additional training and that I’m not getting it where I am. They are all designers and run centers out there so no one has time for high school shit most of the team’s expertise is in that office. I get frustrated where I work – for the reasons above and that no one knows shit around here. If I’m designing a job (which, along with that and running a center is what I want to do) and have a question there’s no one here to ask. I have to get on our message system and talk to Shampa or one of them out there. I have no one to look over my shoulder. Even though Patricia runs 4 centers and I’m slated to get one of them she doesn’t know how to design stuff – which, is what I’ve been doing. There are some of us that want to design and some not and the ones not are all in my office except for me. It was nice being out there – people were working – quietly or every once in a while having a conversation but it wasn’t intrusive like it is where I work. So, after yesterday I mentioned to my boss that I could go out there a few times per week and work and he said that sounded good. I’m stoked because that means I’m only here twice a week and that fat bitch Carmine can stick it!

 

 

it’s a wrap

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and New Year. We didn’t do much except hang out with friends, watch TV and study. I even got so much into a routine that it was really strange going back to work today.

Looking back on the year Charlie and I did have a decent one despite a lot of people we know having quite the opposite. I got a new job [thankfully] and spent the year learning a new trade. Charlie started our landscaping business and we have several clients now. We had the shed built and Charlie built a porch on it.  We made some new friends and hung out more with the ones who were open to hanging.

The motorcycle spent the hotter months in pieces in the carport getting a new look. Charlie’s underwent some modifications as well – a few over the holidays, too, that had it not been for Drewberry’s help we probably would have killed each other specifically, putting in her new headlight. (Headlights are a BEEEOTCH to install – just know)

We saw a lot of concerts in 2016 – The Fray, Train, Doobie Brothers, Journey, Government Mule, Keith Urban, Charlie Mars – twice, Angie Aparo, Roxie Watson, our friends, Kitty Snyder and Kitty Rose. This year we already have our calendar marked for concerts we want to see. On tap so far is our friend, Hannah Thomas for her birthday bash at Edie’s, next we want to check out some groups we hadn’t heard before, Dawes, Mothers Finest. So our concert calendar is filling up.

We didn’t take many trips in 2016 – only to Nashville for Charlie’s b-day. This year we’re planning two. Link invited us up to her FAT cabin in Maine so we were thinking of renting an SUV and taking the dogs up for a week in July then in the fall we’re going to Ireland. I’ve already made up a draft itinerary. Charlie’s family originates somewhere around Kilkenny so we plan on touring there and the east and west coast south of Dublin. If anyone reading has been there I’d love some feedback on some places or things to not miss while we are there. Yes, we plan on drinking plenty of Guinness.

So, that’s pretty much it for our 2016 run-down. I hope that 2017 is just as rewarding and smooth as 2016 was for us!

happy holidaze

I just wanted to pop in and wish everyone happy holidays and New Years – this is my last post for 2016 as I’m going to be very busy throughout the holidays either studying, working or playing. It’s been a great year and thanks for following!

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good & bad, broth & blow

“Are you going to crack the egg in there or just hard boil it?”

“What? I don’t know.”

“Well, if you crack yours in I’ll do mine.”

“You go first.”

CRACK – “Ok, done.”

Follows suit.

Charlie and I were at this mini hot pot restaurant. This was the first time we had tried anything like this and since our GROUPON was running out in two days we needed to use it. We followed directions to the place off Buford Hwy which is a melting pot [so to speak] of ethnic restaurants. (In fact, one could go to a new restaurant on this road weekly and still not experience all the dining  available.)

We found the place tucked in the corner of an Asian themed shopping center. My mouth was already watering for some sort of noodle bowl. Once inside we were shown to a table by who I will refer to as the owner “J”. Another server came out and asked us if we wanted something to drink and we pointed to iced tea on the menu and she left. Then, the questions began.

“What do we do? Do we choose a broth and does the combo mean for two people or two meats?”

“I don’t know, honey let’s ask the server when she gets back.”

“Ok, I want chicken broth definitely and maybe chicken and shrimp. Do they mix the chicken and shrimp in together or are they separate? What-are-you-going-to-get?”

“I don’t know. I’m waiting on confirmation of the combo thing.”

She came back and several questions were asked. She field them perfectly [which contributed to her large tip at the end.]

So, basically you choose your broth & protein(s) and they bring these out with a bowl filled with a ton of veggies, noodles and some seafood stuff. First, we got the broth in cast-iron pots and the bowl of veggies. They sat eggs in these cute little holders down [which, I suspected blew Charlie’s mind a little bit]. Then, they brought out our proteins on a plate. We each had a dial and a cooking element to control the heat of our pots. So, we got our broth boiling and put in the veggies. I kind of messed up and put everything in at once so my noodles were practically invisible when J came over and fished them out for me. I know she probably thought I was a newbie at all this.

db(What do I do with this cabbage thing sticking out of the bowl?, I was thinking.)

Charlie’s shrimp came out on skewers -head and all and I de-headed them for her (then, stuck the heads on the ends of my fingers and had them sing to each other.) I ordered ribeye and sirloin for mine. It was all very good but next time I’ve already decided that I will get mussels and shrimp (and, pay the $2 for them to peel them) in a spicy tom-yum broth.

It was nice getting out and eating somewhere new and adventurous. As we passed many pho and Vietnamese places we vowed to come back and try to experience more in the future. So, unlike our glass blows experience this Groupon experience was superb. I really hope they continue to have this offer on there because I will definitely buy more. Oh, and an update on our balls – I know I promised to follow up on a photo once I picked them up so here they are:

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As you can see, Charlie’s on the left is MUCH larger than my pert little one on the right. I blew too hard when we were forming it [getting yelled at by Corey “STOP BLOWING SO HARD”] and she blew just riiiiight when we were doing mine. So, it is what it is – I left negative feedback on my groupon review and plan on leaving the same on Yelp.

Sometimes when you think you’re getting a deal – it comes with good food and broth and other times – well, it’s blown.

 

 

 

the week

What a week –in a good way! It started out Monday with the [ball] class, Tuesday hanging out with friends for Charlie’s bday and then Friday seeing Charlie Mars with our friend Benji.

Christmas will be upon us before we know it. I don’t even care if we’re ready or not we’ve just been having a lot of fun through the Thanksgiving holiday and Charlie’s birthday.

So, Tuesday night I invited some ho’s friends over to the bar to celebrate Charlie’s birthday. Charlie didn’t know anyone was coming until I mentioned we may have a stray or two. I had actually invited the whole group. Link & Stiletto, Rooster & Shutter, Martha & Dino & Benji. I think Charlie was surprised when everyone showed and I was happy they did. Stiletto had even canceled plans to be there that night and I was really touched by that.

We noshed on appetizers and drank [really strong craft] beer then Link had to go and order Tequila shots. She asked Jamie the bartender to serve the shots with orange slices and next thing you know we’re chasing it with glasses of orange juice. Everyone was getting a little tipsy I saw and just then Dino went over to ask Benji to dance. I laughed so hard to myself thinking, Glad it’s not me. Although, I doubt if Dino would have chosen me to dance – we’re cut from the same chain wallet cloth. Benji very reluctantly danced with her. Poor Benji – we hadn’t warned her about Dino when she’s buzzed. Dino just kind of takes over and later her and Link were talking politics so loudly that Charlie had to hush them a few times. I’m sure Jamie the bartender was happy when we all left although he did a superb job of handling all of our drink and appetizer demands.

All this on a school night but we had a fabulous time!

Last night, we met up with Benji to go see the long awaited Charlie Mars. Benji hadn’t seen him before but has been subjected to us singing lyrics to some of his songs for the last six months. We first went to the burrito place to have a drink and wait until it was time for Benji and I to run up to Edie’s to get a seating number. We sat down and our new favorite bartender, Katelin served us. Benji and I ran up to Edies for a seating number while Charlie waited.

“Let’s tell Charlie when we get back we couldn’t get a number. No, let’s say we got #13”, I said to Benji walking back.

So, we did and Charlie was like, “I CANT BELIEVE THIS. THIRTEEN?!!”  Benji was looking away smiling trying not to give it away and I dug the paper out of my pocket and opened it up to show her #1. Once we got back we left to hopefully go eat dinner at Twains. Once we got there it was packed – we couldn’t get a table so we went back to the burrito place. We had given Katelyn some apple pie moonshine that Charlie had made and she was sharing it with another bartender and a server. The server approached us and said, “This stuff is the bomb! You made this?”

I pointed to Charlie and said, “She did.”

He took us in the back and gave us all these hoodies advertising the restaurant. He was so nice. We’re going to have to bring him a jar the next time we go back – in fact, we may just bring the restaurant a six pack of the stuff as a gift.

So, we had a prime spot at the show plus when we got there Charlie Mars was warming up and we got to see him play a bit before the show. Then, afterwards we went out to wait for him to sign autographs and Benji got pics of us with him. It was great!

Today, we’re heading up to Dahlonega to meet our friends Todd & Kristie for drinks and a late lunch at Shenanigans. We met them a while back when Charlie and I decided to take a drive up there for the day then afterwards we shared a rainy Melissa Etheridge concert together.

Tomorrow, it’s supposed to rain and Charlie mentioned wanting to made a warm chili in the crock pot and possibly do some tree decorating – guess we should pick one up after we get back from the mountains today as I can’t see us putting a tree on top of Sia-Kia.