Pick Up Artist?

L. said that I should research how to be a pick up artist for tips on juggling several men at once. I did google the term and everything seems to relate to men's perspectives! My only other real influence is Samantha on SATC. But I'll keep looking. So far things are working out. Spent time w/DA on Sunday, Monday, and last nite and Stefano will be tomorrow night when DA is working at his waiter job. DA keeps telling me he loves me and everytime he does my heart melts, though I am still not willing to say it back yet. Cuz truthfully while I am very fond of him I don't love him currently. We had a good time last night tho'; he came over after I got home from Job#2 and he wanted to take me out to eat before we went to see the Mighty Orq play but I of course was having none of that since I am still working on being as thin as possible and all these holiday parties with all this food is wreaking havoc with my "slimagineering" to quote Tito J. So he made mac and cheese at my house and I settled in with a glass of coconut rum in my new tumblers I won at Job #1's White Elephant gift party yesterday. We then headed out to the Orq and Stefano had told me about these frozen drinks they have at this particular venue, but I couldn't remember which drink he recommended so I had a frozen Cuba Libre! DA paid for it which was a good thing b/c I kept joking around that although he's low on funds these days (and is looking for a better-paying waiter job) that if I had to pay for my own drinks he would not be getting laid later!

Speaking of which, I guess I'm being a little reckless in that regard. DA didn't use a condom last nite and Stefano has never used one with me (then again, I'm not sure they make condoms that big). My friends are scolding me about this crazy behavior and Tito J. even gave me a bunch of condoms and lube (but the condoms he gave me are too small for both my guys!). Then again JR and I never used them, and I didn't use them with anyone else I've brought home recently either. CRAZY!!! I know.

Rehearsal tonite, the last one before we record the CD on Sunday. Jesus, I really wish I had time to practice some cool bass lines on my own but I simply do NOT. Not with all this dating and rehearsing w/the band and work and then I'm headed to DFW on Saturday for Boof's 40th birthday party celebration. It's gonna suck having to get up early on Sunday in order to get back to Houston by 1pm to meet the guys at the studio. DA says he wants to come over on Sunday night which I said was fine. I invited him to come to this anarchist bookstore thing with me on Monday night, which is one of the things I love about him, that he's into books/reading. Hell, he's an English major at UH, which is awesome! Also that he's available to come to these things w/me during the week so I don't have to go alone! Tuesday night will be a holiday cousin tea, with my li'l bro and our 2 cousins. Wednesday night DA has said he'll come over and cook for me and he'll bring some boxes and we can tackle the 2nd bedroom so that J. can continue work asap. This was actually his idea even though it's something I've been meaning to do, and I told him I will totally appreciate the help but more importantly, the emotional support. S's baby mama actually called me on Tues. morning to ask for an update on my divorce situation, but I told her I had none. She asked me to please not throw any of her daughter's stuff out and I said I would never, ever do that. I asked about her daughter, how she was doing in school and everything, and she said that she's still not paying attention in class and is still in counseling. SIGH. I still care... obviously, huh? Shit.

Honestly though, I have been the happiest lately that I've been in years. My 2 men are constantly after me to spend time with them and are both constantly telling/texting me how "hot" and "gorgeous" and "amazing" I look/am and this is music to my ears since S never told me that--literally. They both say they're great cooks and both want to cook for me, again something I haven't had in years! Stefano will be first on Saturday morning before I leave town, and DA of course will be next Wednesday! I am having so much fun with the attention and the cherishing, and they are both sooo awesome to sleep (slumber) with, as they both are into holding me all night long, kissing my face, hair, shoulders, etc. And of course all of this incredible sex is some of the best exercise I could ask for, as well as being the only exercise that fits into my schedule! There is nothing stressful about dating either of them, we're all just having fun and letting the good times roll. I am also totally enjoying playing in the band and it's so much fun being a rock star again, having people fawn over you and want to meet you, etc. I am enjoying not thinking about the future and taking a break from being Super Extreme Planner Adela. That was a concept Brandone suggested to me, to not make ANY PLANS until an arbitrary date, say, March 1, and though it was a mind-blowing concept I decided it was just what I needed to try and he was so right.

One Guy+Another Guy=Happy Adela

Not at the same time, however! Anyway, so last nite I took DA to the holiday party w/me and we had a nice time. However I had to drink 3 whiskey/Diet Cokes in order to loosen up a little. It was kinda embarrassing since we are both sporting hiccy's too. I took a couple of cute pic's of us, including one of us kissing. I guess I'll put them both up on Facebook although it's a gamble since Stefano might see it and he probably doesn't know yet that I'm seeing someone else. He hasn't asked me outright and I haven't brought it up, so I'll just cross that bridge when it comes a'askin'.

After the party DA and I went back to my place and drank some more and smoked a little and decided to get in bed and watch Fargo since the lad had never seen it. But so far we cannot get through any movies we attempt to watch. After a couple of hours DA told me that he loves me. I was so touched, although he said he wanted to tell me last week when I met him for lunch and also he was afraid telling me would make me mad! (Where do people get this shit?) Anyway, I told him that while I cannot say it back yet, I do really really like him and I care for him and there's things I love about him. He was fine with all that. And although he has been saying he's not the jealous type he did say last night that he's starting to get a little jealous of Stefano. He says the worst part is thinking of someone else kissing on me.

Speaking of Stefano, I was really hoping he'd ask me to hang out on Friday night and today he did Facebook chat me to ask, yay!!! He invited me over for wine, chocolate, and all the hugs and kisses I can stand and also promised to cook breakfast for me on Saturday before I leave for DFW. See--Stefano really pampers me and takes care of me, whereas DA is not in the position to do so. In fact, I shared my "8 Dateable Items" list with Stefano on Sunday morning and Stefano has all but ONE of them! (He's a musician, of course.) Of those items DA has all but TWO of them. But combined they've got all EIGHT, heh heh! Which is why I keep both of them around!!! And combined they are both making me really happy and I am totally having an awesome time with both of them.

Blooz, Booze, and Sexy Time

Lotta that going on in Adela land! So here was my weekend, in a nutshell: 1 Brave Combo concert, 2 gigs, 3 hot and heavy dates with 2 men, and 1 patrol shift. Adds up to lotsa good God almighty times!

I guess I have officially become a player. At the gig on Friday was my 48yo boyfriend, S.G., or as I call him "Stefano". He got to meet lots of my friends and my li'l bro, as li'l bro and I arrived at the gig fresh from The Dosey Doe in The Woodlands where we went to spend a little time with Brave Combo and our mother since it was her birthday weekend. Earlier that day my little boyfriend, the 24yo, D.A., had driven all the way near my Job #1 to meet me for lunch as he was dying to see me, the poor lad! So I had him meet me at La Mad and while there I bought my mom a small tart as she loves that shit. D.A. has grown a cute little goatee per my request as I think it makes him look a little older and it makes him look like the writer that he is. I do think he's adorable, and told me on Friday that he is starting to fall for me--his words.

I wasn't sure how to act around Stefano at my gig but he was very attentive and clearly wanted me to be aware he was there for me, so that helped gauge my attention and interest. To be honest I was nervous due to 2 of my most incredible bass playing friends there, including Rozzy and my other dear friend, Q. And Stefano sat right up front to watch us play which also made me nervous. I played mostly ok except I did make a couple obvious mistakes. But I think everyone knew I was nervous, and afterwards got lots of compliments, as always, but men are never 100% honest with me so that's to be expected. Even my ex, M. was there and I actually DID call him on the way home from the gig b/c I was confident he would be mostly truthful with me since he has no agenda with me and never will again! He did in fact tell me lots of nice things about my playing. I had so many people there to see me, it was awesome! L. came and brought her new man, also R. and T. However my dad didn't show and I had even put him on the door... damn him.

I met Stefano at my place so he could help me unload my amp and we had a drink of the scotch that D.A. had brought over, but I didn't want to hang out at my place b/c the bed was unmade, the house was a little untidy, and there were D.A.'s condoms all over the place! So we went to Stefano's house which is literally a 90-second drive away, and commenced with getting to know one another much better. He really is very sexy and cute and gentlemanly and apparently really really really likes me.

Of course he had to drive me back home at a somewhat decent hour the next morning b/c I had to go on patrol by 1400 hrs. Patrol was mostly uneventful except the Sgt. paired me with an FTO who I'd never ridden with before and he was very funny and we had a good time yukking it up all day. But it was drizzly and cold which meant the turds stayed indoors to smoke their crack. I got off around 2130 and went home to change and go to Stefano's house. We listened to music, drank wine, I smoked a cigar, and then yadda yadda yadda. The next morning he got up early to listen to our local blues radio programs and read the NY Times--what a nice change of pace to be dating a cultured, informed, intelligent man for once! I stayed in bed to sleep some more, but he came and very affectionately woke me later. He took me to breakfast at a very cool, very delicious local bagel shop and I am starting to feel more relaxed around him though to be honest I am still pretty shy around both my guys, not sure why. Back at his place he even gave me the Times and his Esquire magazine to take home with me--love it!!!

When I got home I told D.A. to meet me at my place so we could go to my 4pm gig at some biker place together. He came over and I immediately put him to work as my roadie, heh heh. The biker gig was outside in the cold which I was afraid of, but Leo had given me no specifics. There were several musician friends I saw there. This was D.A.'s 1st time to see me play, and he said we did great. I kinda wanted to hang out after we played to see my other friends' bands play but it was cold, I was tired, and I wanted to go home and cuddle, which is what we did. Also I'd had 2 beers at the gig b/c that's all there was to drink there and back home we shared some nachos and I drank some passion fruit rum, delish! D.A. later made himself a whiskey and coke before yadda yadda yadda. (Which I have only done one time before--sexy time with 2 guys in the same day!). The subject of Stefano came up and I told D.A. that Stefano has nothing to do with D.A. or how I feel about him, which is so true. D.A. told me he's been telling his dad how much he cares about me and that his dad said we should all do dinner someday, and I am totally fine with that!

So tonight is the annual holiday party for the High-spanic Health Coalition and I invited D.A. to come with me. We'll hang out tonight and then on Weds. we'll go see our friend play a gig. I'll have Tues. and Thurs. to myself since those are rehearsal nights, and Thurs. my band mates want to go out drinking again, which we did last Thurs. and I got so incredibly wasted but it was way fun. Friday and Saturday is when D.A. has his waiter job so I am hoping Stefano wants to hang out again on Friday (I'll be in Dallas on Saturday). Stefano gets up very early during the week so he can go to the gym and work early so workweek hanging with him is probably not realistic due to my crazy ass schedule. Thus, so far it seems this scheduling time with my menfolk thing will work out since they both have different schedules and hopefully there won't be too many conflicts where I'll have to choose between them!

Good Times, Mane

Last night was a hoot. DA came over and brought me the bottle of Johnny Walker Red he'd promised me, since he'd gone to the casino in Lake Charles w/his dad on Sunday and won $200. We had time for one drink and to relax a little before meeting Tito J at Karoake. It was later than planned b/c Tito J was delayed getting out of San Antonio; consequently our other boring librarian girlfriends did not show--big fuckin' surprise. But later Janel came and that was awesome since I hadn't seen her in forever. Tito J and I sang a couple and so did DA! Yay for him. It was a late night and after DA and I got back to my place and drank a little more it was an even later night for us. Ya know, he's only 24 but he's got some skills, I tell ya! (Including #5 on my infamous list!)

This morning he was saying he couldn't believe he won't be able to see me until Monday and sent me a text today saying he misses me. Awwww. I like the kid; I'm not gaga though. He's cute and even Tito J said so a couple of times. I love that he's an English major and reads. It's been soooo long since I dated someone who actually reads!!! He says he loves my honesty, that it's refreshing. Yeah, I bet! B/c I was telling him how I have a date this weekend w/SG and DA said that's fine b/c he knows I am going through a transitional phase right now and deserve to have as much fun as I want; also he's not the jealous kind. He says he just enjoys hanging out w/me, that he admires me and I inspire him and motivate him to do better in life. I told him I like hanging out w/him too and we can continue to do so. He's so sweet; he kisses me while I'm sleeping, holds me all the time, caresses, all that wonderful stuff.

Rehearsal tonight and I apparently have so many friends/music peeps coming to the gig tomorrow I am kinda nervous. Esp. having to play in front of Rozz and SG, who keeps saying he knows what a rockin' bass player I am and not to worry so much. He Facebook chatted today to tell me he can't wait to see me tomorrow and I can't wait to see him either. We have date plans on Sat. night after I get done w/my patrol shift but I'm hoping he wants to hang after the gig tomorrow too! I really want to get some SG action if you know what I mean. I didn't get any this past weekend when he was over b/c Aunt Flo was visiting but SG has some incredible qualities, or at least one BIG ONE in particular that I can't wait to familiarize myself with! Thank God my mother is no longer reading this blog!!!

It's Raining Men

At least, it feels like that a little bit! D.A. stayed over last night and we had a rockin' good time. We watched the old horror movie "The Fog", ate popcorn, drank a bunch of booze, and then... Today we're both covered in hiccy's. He wanted to come over again tonight but I have rehearsal this evening and after that I kinda want to enjoy some Adela time with myself. Besides he'll be over again tomorrow, as we'll join Tito J for some Karoake good times. Tito J is interviewing at my library on Thursday for a job! I need Tito J back home and yes, I am being totally selfish about that.

So then I heard from S.G. today and he asked me to hang out on Saturday night. He's also coming to the gig on Friday night and D.A. told me last night he could not get off work for my gig, to my actual relief! B/c I really want to get some S.G. action this weekend! I just hope the hiccy's wear off by Friday b/c I don't want S.G. to think I'm some kind of fast girl. Which I am! But he doesn't need to know that. I still would like to be treated like a lady by these gentlemen callers. Which is a tough balancing act, b/c D.A. said he hoped he has a future with me and that he hopes I don't have sex with anyone else ("I can't promise that," I told him--100% honesty!) and Jesus, I hope he doesn't fall for me but I kinda think he is already. But if I tell him look, I just want to be fuck-buddies and pals then will he act differently, treat me not so tenderly, not care about me anymore? Should I even not worry/care about this?

JR texted me yesterday "Hey!:)" and I immediately texted back "I thought you told me to quit texting you so how is it I keep hearing from you?" and he responded "I just wanted to see how you were doing Adela, that's all!:)" and I did not respond at all to that. Sounds suspiciously manipulative and I don't trust him. If only he knew how many new dudes I've hung out with after him!

I am beginning to think my eating habits are perhaps altered forever. I actually ate a damn SALAD today--from McDonald's. I rarely eat salads and never salads from McDonald's. But I still don't have any real consistent interest in eating, I just knew I had to eat something so I'd have energy for Job #2 and rehearsal this evening. Yesterday I ate a frozen bagel at work and then on the way to Job #2 I got a $1 double cheeseburger from Burger King and ate it with only 1/2 the bun. Then last night I ate just a tiny bit of popcorn and drank a bunch of box wine. And that is a typical day of eating for me--seriously. I was actually pretty hungry this morning so I got an Egg McMuffin from McD's and then ate the salad this afternoon, and that's all I'll eat today! The other typical thing I'll do is get the 3-strip meal from KFC that comes w/potato wedges and a biscuit--and it'll take me the entire day to eat it and that's all I'll eat that day. This has been going on since August. My only concern, since I am enjoying the weight staying off, is that I do need to eat more fruits/vegetables. Just not sure when/where I can sneak them in.

I do want to start running again and have decided to do Memorial Park as soon as I have the time, which I don't anytime soon. But that means at least I will be forced to eat bananas on days I run. I just have no patience for eating anymore. I'd rather be doing other stuff--hanging out w/gentlemen callers, listening to and playing music, planning my next road trips, going out and drinking, etc.

Well Obviously the Good Times Is Rollin'

I have been way busy these past few days w/my gentlemen callers! Thurs. night is when D.A. came over and we got seriously drunk and he spent the night. He came back over Friday night so he could accompany me to the Continental Club for Big Sam's Funky Nation which was KILLER as always! He left on Saturday early afternoon to go watch football w/his dad and I got ready for my "date" that evening with my guitarist friend/neighbor, S.G. (Which D.A. knew about, since I am all about 100% honesty and everyone knows it!) S.G. took me to a local neighborhood dive bar and we drank several Crown and Cokes, after which time I invited him to come with me to Dan's to see Tommy Castro. The place was packed and M.B. was there, back reunited w/his girlfriend, and A. was there of course. Rozzy's band was opening up too--bonus! S.G. and I watched the show from right in front of the stage and he brought me a couple glasses of wine and soon he went in for the kiss and we were making out on the dance floor. The band was incredible, and S.C. texted me while I was there telling me I would totally dig the bass player which I totally did!

So when the show was over we headed back to our neighborhood and S.G. lives maybe 1/2 mile from me so he wanted to show me his house, which was really nice and clean and decorated nice and everything! We made out awhile there and then I said I wanted to show him my place so we hopped over here and made out a lot more and then passed out. He stayed the night and this morning he took me out for breakfast. I've known S.G. for years and always thought he was cute although he is a guitarist so is probably a bit of a player, but at least I'm aware of that! What's funny is that I never thought the evening would end like that b/c I never gave him much thought before, but he really is cute and sweet and fun and seems to enjoy taking care of me, so who knows?

So D.A. went out of town overnight w/his dad and keeps texting/calling me. He wants to come over tomorrow night, wants to come make me dinner later on in the week, wants me to come see his house in Sugar Land, wants to come to my gig on Friday night! And S.G. said he'd come to my gig on Friday night as well!!! Holy sheep shit, I am not sure how to handle this!!! I think I won't worry about it for the time being b/c I just can't deal with it. I'm trying to have a sense of humor about it though.

Tonight B.B. invited me to the Bach society concert which was a wonderful thing to go to and it was beautiful and classy and just such a nice change of pace from all the crazy things I usually do. Afterwards he had a gift card to Pappadeux so we went there and had a very nice meal, including wine and dessert. I hadn't been eating hardly anything all weekend (b/c I've been lounging around in bed with menfolk and drinking a lot) and dropped another couple pounds but tonight I ate a whole lot. I have to admit, I'm having fun and that's what I need to be doing. Although I ran into my neighbor this evening in the courtyard and he told me that J.R. had called him last week to ask if I was dating anyone new!!! Oh good lord!

Crazy Holiday Times Cont.

Whoo, before I get back into my tales of the weekend I should give a shout out to last night which was indeed crazy large! I didn't even get home until almost 5am today and subsequently am running on fumes with just over 2 hrs. sleep. I still have Job #2 this evening and rehearsal after that. I am out of my damn mind, but I think we established that a long time ago. But after rehearsal I think I will have no choice but to get my crazy ass home and seriously collapse and will try to force myself to go to sleep waaaaay earlier than usual tonight. I just hope I'm able.

But anyway, so last night I'd made previous plans w/my little drummer cop friend M.B. (the one I played with in a band c. 10 yrs. ago when he was 15 years old) to go see our friend's killer band at the Big Easy. Actually this is the same band that I just opened up for at my gig a couple weeks ago. Monday is "Tequila Mondays" at the Big E and M.B. was all depressed b/c his girlfriend just moved out yesterday! I thought I was going to be depressed b/c I had the monthly sheriff meeting last night and was in no mood to be in the same room as S, however S did not show and Mudflap said he didn't know where he was. So after we all went to eat dinner (I just had chips/queso but then our secretary forced me to eat one of her tacos) I ran out to meet M.B. and he was bummed b/c the scene was dead. Well duh, it was a Monday night after all! I wasn't surprised but he was hoping to find some women, heh heh.

We started drinking tequila immediately and M.B. had a friend there with him, another 24-year old friend of his that he's known since high school, D.A. He was kinda quiet but kinda cute and the 3 of us just hung together all night long. I tried to coax them to come with me to see LDB's other band play at the Continental but M.B. really wanted to see our friend's band play, so we just stayed there. I danced with both the boys. Nice slow dance w/D.A.! He said he wanted to hang out with me more which I thought was sweet! M.B. kept flirting with me and then D.A. started doing the same and I told them both they were drunk. I had 4 tequila shots which I barely felt b/c they were spread out over 3 hours and I'd eaten a good amount that evening and my alcohol tolerance is admittedly kinda high these days! I had a small amount of beer later but I was fine. M.B. had like 8 tequila shots and D.A. had one but stuck w/the beer all night.

We decided to go to the House of Guys and M.B. called his fellow officer friend, the one we had gone to eat with the last time M.B. and I went out. D.A. started laying it on a little thick, asking if I'd remember him today, putting his arm around my back, trying to share his hamburger with me, asking if he could call me today, etc. It was really quite funny and when D.A. left to smoke a cig the other guys were cracking up over it. M.B. forced me to share my "8 Dateable Qualities" list with him and he was pointing out all the items he had on the list and insisting that I should date him. Wise ass! Anyway, I am actually hoping D.A. calls/texts me today. He says he plays a little guitar and I told him he MUST see The Last Waltz! Meaning, he needs to come to my house to see it!

Ok so picking up on the holiday weekend where I left off. So I left town on Friday evening around 6:30 for the drive to Burnet, TX. (BTW, JR texted me 3 times that morning! Aaargh! Now under the guise of looking for a pair of his jeans, also to offer to give me my sheriff belt buckle back! OMG. Aggravated sigh.) I took my time on the drive, blasted my tunes, enjoyed the Texas countryside and my freedom--it was awesome. G. and B. met me down the country road from G.'s house and guided me in since it was late by then and dark. G. lives in a nice house on the lake w/his mom and aunt and it was really pretty great, with their big wooden deck out back that overlooks the lake. We drank--a lot--out there and smoked (them cigs, me cigars) and stayed up late and G. and I got so giddy his mom had to come out and ask us to keep it down! There was also a humongous Rottweiler in the house named Duke that was scaring me until he was finally let out of his cage and forced to become friends with me. Later on Duke and I danced to Los Lobos out on the deck. For real!

I slept in G.'s room on his fabulous comfy bed. I tried to get him to sleep w/me (we've shared many a bed together on many a road trip over the years) but I passed out drunk and he split soon after I'm sure. I slept until almost noon on Sat. morning and really, really needed to! B. had made a delicious breakfast and soon after we got ready to head to Austin for the day. We went in B.'s big comfy pickup truck and the drive took about an hour but we were in no hurry. B. had promised me nothing but R&R that weekend and that is what I got! In Austin I had to find a Spec's so I could buy some sweet-tea flavored vodka and we finally found one on the damn freeway. We also drove a little bit around the city which was a great feeling, as I have always adored Austin except for the traffic and the yuppies. G. had never visited the Stevie Ray Vaughan statue on the lake so we did that and took pic's. Then we went to the Continental Club to have a drink before going next door to the tattoo parlor for G.

I had decided to tattoo 2 blue eighth-notes on the inside of my right ring finger. I thought that would be unobtrusive enough to not get noticed very often, esp. while on duty by any Sgt. or higher-up! G. wanted a spider web on his elbow (at first I had joked that I would get the spider on my elbow!) There was an awesome band playing at the CC and I had Southern Comfort on the rocks for a change of pace. Finally we went next door. But they said my idea wouldn't work!!! Apparently you have to use a thick-ass needle for the palm of the hand area due to the skin type and tiny delicate eighth-notes would not be possible on a finger. Damn! I tried to think of alternate areas to place them while G. was getting worked on and even discussed the situation long-distance w/Tito J. I came very close to the behind the ear area but B. made me go to the Continental to drink with him and then I was just over it. Glad now!!!

After G. was done we headed back to the house and G. had to drive b/c B. was drunk by then. I sat in the back of the truck and began drinking my sweet tea vodka and was feeling pretty groovy by the time we got home! SC even texted me at one point and said he was drinking "devil rum" wherever the hell he was. G.'s mom had made ribs for us so we ate and drank some more and then settled in to watch movies. I made G. lie on the big chair next to me but passed out pretty soon, at which point B. and G. made me go to bed!

Sunday I slept late again... bliss... and their mom made us a killer country breakfast! I ate a lot, which was probably a good thing for me to do, but B. ended up tossing his up outside near our cars! Crazy bitch can't hold his liquor! We watched a little football but then I had to head out around 2 in order to make it to the Horn to see the Houston Funk Factory play that night at 7:30. We made plans to visit again for New Year's, perhaps do the Marfa trip at that time too. I miss G. so much sometimes!!!

The drive home was a little frustrating, with lots of traffic and rain and bleh. I blasted my tunes though and enjoyed myself regardless. Got home barely in time to throw on a cute outfit, do my face/makeup and meet my girlfriend K. at the Horn! (Rozz had flaked, damn him.) The joint was really really nice and it was great to see it renovated, as I used to play the jams there and also a gig or 2. While I was waiting for K. to show up I UNBELIEVABLY got a text from the state trooper that said "So when do I see you again"!!! Is he FOR REAL??? After his manners??? When K. showed up I caught her up to speed on that and she was like, "Uh-UH!" I began drinking my Rieslings on an empty stomach and after an hour I actually did text back, "I am out all the time! I'm out right now!" and he texted back, "Cool. Well u have my number if u need anything." I can't think of anything I could possibly need from him. He blew it, man.

The band was KILLER!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy shit! My friend from high school on trombone killed it--actually he used to play and tour with many jazz legends so no surprise there. K. and I noticed how cute the sax player is, and I had heard his name before and I also decided I had to meet him. Another musician I know showed up to watch the show and it was nice to see him. K. left during the 2nd set and I stayed to finish it out. Then I introduced myself to the bass player who I have been seeing play since I was a teenager (he's also an alum of my high school) and then the cute sax player and they were both so incredibly nice! I told K. we MUST return next week and I texted Rozz that he also MUST join me next week. Last night I told M.B. about it too and he agreed to accompany me as well!

Crazy Holiday Times!

I have been drunk every day since last Wednesday! Now that's what I call a fun holiday week! Last night was a little more sedate though, seeing as how it was a school night. I only had 2 glasses of Riesling on an empty stomach. So wasn't really drunk, just slightly buzzed. Yay me and my restraint!

So last Wednesday night was So. Much. Fun!!! Rozzy took me to this awesome place he knows that has a Frozen Mojito machine!!! I never even heard of such! We knocked back a few--DELICIOUS--and I wanted to take him to see LDB's band (the one that had the CD release party on Tues. night) at the place where my cousin spins traxx which is also next door to this place where B.B. had told me has a killer honkytonk band on Weds. nights. LDB had called and texted me earlier in the evening to remind me. Rozz and I finally made our way over there but when we arrived the band was already in the parking lot, finished already. Boo! LDB and I quickly finalized our Sneak Away Thanksgiving Day Drink plans and he headed out and Rozz and I went next door. The place was packed! The band was killer! It was a fun scene for sure! I had been wanting to try this sweet tea flavored vodka so I ordered it up on the rocks and it was soooo yummy! Even smelled like sweet tea! I had 2 and Rozz had beer. The band did all klassic kuntry and I loved every damn bit of it. B.B. was there dancing, as always. SC texted me while I was there. What a sweetheart.

Soon I wanted to go to the Big Easy for the last part of the jam, since I'd had a personal invite from the guitar player and everything. My ex, Mike, had not contacted me to meet him there after all but I was not heartbroken over it! I was outside finishing my cigar and this cute guitar player that I had a brief fling with years ago (I used to call him "Scooter" b/c he looked so young) all of a sudden popped up out of the crowd and grabbed me and gave me a huge hug. He got married right before I did, and he is in fact, still married so good for him! Back inside, the blues music was quite enjoyable and Rozz and I continued drinking. When it was all over Rozz said he would take me to an underground speakeasy but I was pretty drunk and decided I needed a taco first, so we went to my favorite local taqueria where we ended up getting kicked out at 3:30 am. I didn't even know the place closed at 3:30! By then I was too drunk to do a speakeasy so I gave Rozz a hug and went home.

Thursday morning was a little rough, and I was moving pretty slow. I had to make 2 batches of sausage balls and normally I eat a few of them as they are made but I had no appetite whatsoever. LDB texted me saying to let him know when I was ready for the drink, that he needed one already. For breakfast I had finished some coconut rum that was left out the night before, just b/c I didn't want to waste it. My aunt had said to be at her house at 1pm but I couldn't make it out the door until almost 1:30 and my uncle even called me to check on me! But I got there in time to start eating w/everyone, including il pater familias and girlfriend. I still wasn't hungry but tried to eat a little bit of everything. Frankly I couldn't wait to meet LDB for that drink. My aunt said that my cousin would be arriving around 3pm and my uncle left to go buy limes for his Crown Royal, so I secretly called LDB (the fun of the whole thing was how secretive he and I were being, sneaking out like teenagers!) and said I could get away before my cousin showed up.

He was pretty much down the street from me and so we decided to meet on the major street that we were both located off of. He headed towards me and I investigated a few parking lots and decided on the side of an Auto Zone which was nice and shaded and private, right near my aunt's house. I told him to block my car w/his in case my uncle drove by and spotted me! I got in LDB's Nissan Xterra with my bag o' liquor: Johnny Walker Red and in case he didn't like scotch, Malibu Passion Fruit Rum. As I explained to LDB I wanted to get something to drink that I never had before (the Malibu) or that I hadn't had in years (the scotch) just to enhance the memory of the Sneakaway Thanksgiving Day Drink! LDB had the scotch and I had a bit of the Malibu before I switched to the scotch, which was very soothing I must say. We listened to a bunch of music and drank and chatted and next thing I knew it was almost 4pm so I said I had to get back before I got grounded and lost my phone privileges. We had both been commiserating on how this was the 1st Thanksgiving in years that we had to do solo since we're both going through divorces. But for me the music and companionship and booze made up for it, at least a little bit!

Fortunately when I got back to my aunt's house my cousin had just arrived and my uncle handed me a Crown and Sprite w/lime! I visited for a bit, took pictures, texted LDB some wise cracks, and then loaded up to-go plates for my brother and myself and took off to meet li'l bro. I picked him and we went to his girlfriend's house where her family was visiting. Finally it was time to meet Tito J. at my house, as we'd planned to crash R.'s Tgiving festivities and then go out all night long afterwards! Tito J. came over and he looked fabulous as always so I threw on my leather pants so I could look almost as sexy as he! We went to R.'s place and ended up playing a couple rounds of Taboo with the group. Tito J. had met a guy online the night before that he was to meet at 10:30 so we still had an hour to kill so I decided we'd run by the blues jam for a bit. My friend A. (SC's and my mutual friend) was there and he told me to put an upcoming show on my calendar, so I did. Then Tito J and I went to meet his new friend at the gay club.

I talked Tito J into having a sweet tea flavored vodka on the rocks w/me but Tito J had to have them water it down! The guy he met was very sweet and they seemed to be hitting it off. There were cute gay guys dancing on tables in their underwear but my main entertainment was drinking. Then I remembered my cousin was going to be spinning traxx that night, and I told Tito J I was gonna run over there for a bit. The place was literally a 2-minute drive away anyway, and as I walked in my cousin was doing his thing. Then my cousin's friend starting buying me drinks. I had one, danced a little bit, and as I came off the dance floor I was immediately handed another drink! My cousin and I got to visit a little bit but I was getting drunker and decided to sneak out with my drink in hand and tell Tito J it was time for karoake! I texted Tito J and he agreed so I met him and his friend at the Spotlight.

The Spotlight was not too crowded, of course by this time it was around 12:30am. We got a table and started signing up for songs. At the table next to us were 3 Hispanic guys and I decided I would go say hi to them. It was 2 brothers and their friend and I was trying to find out if they were going to get up and sing or not! Then I went back to our table and one of the guys came over to me after a few minutes. Turns out he is a state trooper! Ooh sexy. I got called up and sang R. Kelly's "Bump and Grind". Joel sang too and then he and I did our famous "Seasons of Love" from Rent. I chatted w/the state trooper some more and next thing I knew I was slow dancing w/him, ha ha! After that it didn't take much to invite him back to my place for some Johnny Walker Red! Also Tito J was really hitting it off w/his friend and also he kept telling me how cute the state trooper was.

So the state trooper had to drop off his brother and turns out they don't even live that far from me. Tito J and I went back to my place so he could get his car and go meet his friend. I was really, really, really pretty drunk but figured I could get my act together enough in order to hang out with the trooper. So he came over and he had some scotch though I was pretty much just sipping/finishing my stolen drink from earlier. Then he decided it was time to make out and things progressed from there. Finally around 6am I passed out and he also said he was going to sleep for an hour or so.

Around 9:30am he said he had to go and my head was spinning. We went downstairs and I sat on the chair while he put his clothes on. I got the gate clicker to click him out and he went out the door and said "Bye, see ya" and left!!! No hug, no kiss, nada! I was surprised AND put out! I don't think that's ever happened to me before, one night stand or not!!! Okaaaaay, fine! Whatever!

I was supposed to do a patrol shift that afternoon but realized that would be even too crazy for me, considering my delicate state. I decided what I needed to do was be on time for my eyebrow appointment, come back home and take a good nap, then drive to the Hill country that night! Which is what I did. Surprisingly, state trooper texted me at around 4:30pm to ask how my day was going?!?!? I waited 15 min. and sent back, "Good after I took a nap! How about you?" and he responded "Still tired. :)" and I was done.

Next post: weekend fun in the hill country and Austin w/G. and B., and Sunday night back in Houston!

Healing with the Help of...

Blues and soul music and coconut rum. I had a good time last night and the band had a huge crowd for their CD release party. I saw LDB on the way in and he was wearing a black suit; the whole band was. He looked really cute and I gave him a big hug. Unfortunately my wallet fell out on the floor of my car so when I bellied up to the bar and ordered my tall coconut rum on the rocks, I had to explain to the bartender that I didn't know where my wallet was. I ran out to the car to look but didn't find it, so I ran back in the club, found my good friend F. and borrowed some $ from him. I went back to the bar and told the bartender (this cute blond guy) that I couldn't find my wallet but that my friend had lent me $ and the bartender said not to worry, the drink was on him! Nice!!! My girlfriend B. said she'd buy me my next drink and F. said he would too. You better believe I took them up on that!

I danced with B. (made her lead, heh heh--I suck at leading) and then this really cute sexy local singer who I've known for years, and my other friend, the cameraman B.B. It was a great time, truly. I went out back to smoke a couple cigars after the show and the opening band came out there and did an acoustic hootenanny right there on the patio. Awesome. I watched a few songs and the bartender came out back and I went up to him and gave him a big thank-you hug. Then I went inside and ran into LDB and we sat and chatted for a bit. Since he's also from my hometown (Pasa-git-down-dena) I found out he'd be down the street from me tomorrow doing family stuff near my aunt's house and I suggested we break away and meet for a quick drink! He agreed, so what the hell, we'll see if that'll work out.

I'm feeling kinda upset about the JR thing b/c I'm a little pissed off about it, and also my lawyer told me yesterday that S filed a general denial to my divorce petition and that S seems to be representing himself??? But today Mudflap told me that S told him his mommy had gotten him a lawyer. Whatever, but this upsets me b/c now this will have to be dragged out while we argue about... whatever?!?? Shit.

Hopefully I'll be going out tonight too and am waiting to finalize those plans. I think I may cheer myself up by making another run to the liquor store to find something I can drink with LDB if we get to meet up tomorrow. The warrants thing on Fri. will not be happening for me after all b/c my Lt. didn't get my email about it in time. I just picked up my new bulletproof vest today too! So I'll just do a regular patrol shift I guess. I can't WAIT to go to the hill country. I even think I might leave real early on Sat., like 8am. Well--maybe 9!

BreakUp Day #2

Is going well. I am still sad and last night was a little rough, coming home to an empty house once again. Fortunately he did seem to take all of his belongings w/him; the last breakup he didn't and I would come across something of his and it was like a knife in my heart. I stayed busy last night working at Job #2, to the record store, to the library, then the liquor store, then to get gas, and finally to the grocery store to get my sausage ball supplies. I stayed on the phone almost nonstop with R., then Brandone, and then to close out the night I called SC since he said I could call him whenever I wanted.

I finally heard from JR this a.m., just a noncommittal hello text message. But my brother warned me and advised me against ever having communications w/JR again! Which I think is so harsh, but honestly probably the best advice for me right now. It makes me sad to not respond but if I do it'll just lead to more trouble. Currently appetite is back to almost non-existent but I keep consoling myself that any additional weight loss just makes me look better when naked! And I might need to look good naked this week, who knows???

Tonight begins the almost nonstop partying. CD release party at the Continental Club (LDB's band). Tomorrow night hopefully my ex from a LONG time ago, Mike, will meet me at the Big Easy since he's in town for the holiday. Thursday is family day and then going out at night with Joel to some clubs I never go to. Friday is the special assignment running a bunch of warrants with the Warrants Team, whoooo! And last night G.'s brother called me to say he was going to visit G. and his mom, and so I decided I would too. I'll drive to the Hill Country (Burnet, TX) on Sat. morning armed with a big bottle of coconut rum and will not do a damn thing except hang out with G. and his family. Sunday I will come back in time to meet Rozz at the Horn, a club where my friends' funk/jazz horn band will be playing and I know that will be a killer show!

Well It Happened Again!

This reminds me of "The Continental", the character played on SNL by the brilliant Christopher Walken. He says, "Throw fine champagne in my face once, shame on you. Throw fine champagne in my face twice... shame on me!"

I guess it's a good thing I can have any sense of humor today. Because I broke up w/JR again last night. We basically spent most of the weekend fighting and I just Got Fucking Tired Of It. I am also tired of having to work on a damn relationship. I simply don't have it in me at this time of my life. I love JR, I really do. But I love myself more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There will be no sobbing in my office today. I feel relief about this breakup and as we say in law enforcement, that there is what we call a "clue." My heart hurts, sure. But he slept in my bed last night and I slept on my couch against his wishes b/c I was JUST DONE. I don't know what'll happen next, if he'll contact me later like he did the last time, or not. I can't think about it though, I just have to forge ahead. I have big huge large crazy fun plans this week, musical and with friends. Right now I just feel like a Big Fucking Sigh. Oh well... crap.

Now would be a good time to post the 8 Things I Will Demand of Anyone Who Wants to Date Me, or whatever a good title for the list would be. Lately I could only remember 7 but I remembered the 8th item last night! So here they is:

1. Financially solvent/secure w/401K, etc!
2. No kids
3. Social drinker
4. Accompanies me to my events, concerts, etc.
5. Knows Col. Angus and invites him to the party frequently (also see C. Walken, SNL skit)
6. Not a damn musician
7. Doesn't work weekends
8. My intellectual equal!
   

Anyway... the gig on Fri. went really well! I would say I played about 97% of the material correctly! I mean, we've only been rehearsing for a few weeks and there were just a couple of songs that had some tricky shit I hadn't nailed yet, but I did nail some of them at the gig and it was great! JR was a very sweet roadie/groupie for me and I will miss that. After the gig we raced outta there to the Iguanas show and I danced with my crazy friend Johnny until JR insisted I dance with him, which I was more than happy to do. But JR got pretty drunk and emotional and drama queen-ish later b/c I said "I don't know" when he asked if I would marry him someday! He had also requested that I not wear lipstick to my gig b/c he said I looked pretty enough without it. I already didn't wear my leather pants due to his demands. My guitarist and his girlfriend said JR must be very insecure. Hmm. But yes, I'll miss JR a hell of a lot. I sure won't miss my house smelling like cigarettes though along with a few other things I won't miss.

P.S. Also on Friday night I got text msg's from both LDB and SC! SC said he wished I were with him in Philly at the Chuck Prophet show. Later LDB texted that he was at the Iguanas show; when I texted back I was too (though JR and I were getting in my car to leave) he texted back "Wait!" but I was already driving off. I texted back that I'd see LDB Tues. (tomorrow) at his CD-release party at the Continental Club. But this also made me think, Hmm, the 2 guys I took home in October are both still contacting me and made me wonder if I'd taken any more guys home would I be getting all kinds of texts??? Also made me wonder if I might still enjoy playing the field a little more right now.

People of Judgment

So I had to give J. my interior designer 2 weeks off of the Pimp My Townhouse project. She opened her big mouth (after Joel told her NOT to when she called him on Monday!) and said a bunch of fucked up shit to me on Weds. about JR which was just her opinion and wrong to boot. I know she just cares about me but I don't need to hear her opinions. This is my life to live and as long as I don't ask my friends to help me with my stupid decisions (loan me money, give me a place to live, etc.) then I don't want or need to hear what they think about anything that I do. Sorry but that's the way it is!!!!!!

Even my ex, M., chimed in yesterday. He called me to talk and I was telling him that I had a new boyfriend and he said, "Well that's not very smart" and then started in on me with the adultery thing. Oh my God!!! So I got off the phone w/him and later on he called me back, to which I did NOT answer, to invite me to the blues jam last night since he'd be playing the opening set. You see, here's the lesson to learn: if you're gonna open your big pie hole and tell me your shitty opinion on me and my actions, I'm probably NOT gonna wanna be around you!

Looking forward to tonight and this weekend. Last night's rehearsal went well and we (I) should do mostly ok tonight. I don't think I'm gonna waste a hot outfit on the gig though since I haven't played at this venue in years and am not sure what to expect in terms of crowd. Of course after we play our opening set, JR and I are racing home, dropping off my gear, and getting our butts to the Continental for the Iguanas!!! Tomorrow we are SLEEPING IN although I do have to go work a special Sheriff assignment at 1p where they will be giving away H1N1 vaccines and we are doing crowd control, I guess. Tomorrow night one of my ex's from college will be in town with our other college friend's Colombian jazz band and we'll go to that too. Sunday will be for R&R which I need desperately, of course!

Love!

Oh My God, do I love Tab Benoit. For real, seriously, ugggghhhhhhh... he is sooo hot... Damn him, he doesn't come to Houston enough!

So I was also thinking about why I love JR so much. He makes me feel young. He's fuckin' funny! His South Carolina accent is hard to understand but is sexy as hell. He's (almost) always up for some crazy scheme (this concert, that event, sex in the car, etc.) (I say "almost" b/c even he doesn't have the energy to keep up w/me but then again, nobody does). He drinks with me. He loves me with all his heart. He wants us to have a baby! Sure, we drive each other crazy sometimes and we both are frustrated with each other on certain things but what couple isn't? I was telling J2 that I have that infamous list of "8 Things I Will Demand of Anyone I Date" and, although I can only remember 7 currently, JR has 5 of the 7. Well, really I could be lenient on one item and say he really has 6 of the 7. Crazy.

I have a long ass day today. Job #2 was this a.m. Now I'm at Job #1 waiting to go teach a class from 6-8p. Then I must rush off to rehearsal and although I did manage to change my bass strings this past weekend, I didn't spend any time working on my bass lines like I should've. Jeez, I was just so preoccupied with hanging out with JR and sleeping late and fuckin' having fun.

12-Hour Breakup!

So that whole breakup between me and JR lasted 12 hours. He texted me and I called him and we decided to give it another shot! He came over Friday night and stayed all weekend w/me and in fact I asked him to just start staying w/me every night. He is still my BFFF!!! And I really, really love and adore his crazy ass.

We had a fun Saturday and relaxing Sunday. Sat. night is when he met li'l bro and pater familias. Pater familias was drunk and rowdy but we still had a lot of fun at the Station Museum where the legendary Steve Jordan played a free concert and there were free margaritas and food and it was a total blast. Later the art cars came by and I saw my ex, the guitar player LSK and his band.

Busy ass week for me: tonight JR and I are gonna go see 2012 (we tried to go last night but the theater was too full so we left), tomorrow night teaching an evening class followed by rehearsal, reheasal Thurs. night, and Friday night gig followed by the Iguanas at the Continental Club! Whewwwwww.........

HEARTBROKEN

So JR and I had 3 wonderful weeks together and 1 shitty day yesterday and now it's all over. I have been crying all day today and cannot seem to stop. Told my boss at Job #1 that I'd be in my office w/the door closed and I have. Also asked if I could leave early b/c I am a basket case. I feel like such a drama queen but this is really rough. I loved JR so much and we even said yesterday that we both feel like we're falling in love w/each other. What it basically comes down to, and I had told him a couple of weeks ago that I was concerned this might happen, is BAD TIMING. We both love each other so much and we both make each other so happy... but there are too many fucked up situations that both of us are currently dealing with. Me and my divorce and my need to put myself first for awhile. Him and his NUMEROUS issues that I haven't even begun to discuss here on my blog b/c they are too numerous and too heavy duty.

This Fast Livin'

is ugggghhhh... I'm, like, nodding off here at Job #2 and there is no rest in sight as I have to leave here, meet JR at my house (instead of going shopping for bass strings and Stevie Ray Vaughan's Texas Flood since I have to learn it for the gig next week--I guess I'll have to run these errands tomorrow), change clothes and go meet Rozz for the Subdudes concert at 9:30. I think I've gotten 10 hours of sleep in the past 2 days and I have to admit, I'm tiiiiiirrred... normally it wouldn't be this bad except we are interviewing candidates for a job at Job #1 and the 1st one was this morning at the unGodly hour of 8am, so I did in fact have to be up way earlier than usual.

Last night was very nice though. I met JR and his family--dad, stepmom, stepbrother, stepbrother's girlfriend, and 3 little stepdaughters--at the restaurant for his birthday dinner and it was soooooo yummy. Also we all drank hurricanes or equally fun drinks! The 3 little stepdaughters were all over me again and all fought to sit next to me, which was cute. They kept wanting to get my attention which was tiring of course, and JR/his stepmom/his dad kept telling them to give me some rest! But they are all adorable and as I told everyone, I am kind of used to the active/hyper/excited little girl thing, thanks to S's daughter.

After dinner JR wanted to get a tattoo so we went to the tattoo parlor and I had to cover about 1/2 the cost but I didn't mind. After all I got G. a tattoo once, so what the hell. My car's battery died though on the way there which was totally annoying. JR got the 23rd Psalm on his chest (in tiny letters!!!) and his recently deceased grandmother's name below it. After that we went home and stayed up for awhile continuing to celebrate his b-day, which is another reason why I didn't get much sleep.

Crazy Madcap Insanely Large Times with SDP!

SDP=Sweet Dick Pete (aka Bean)! I can't even get into what we did these past 5 days so I'll just have to settle for making a damn list.

Thursday: picked him up from airport, drove to Dallas. Checked into our hotel (Warwick Melrose), took quick nap, went to dinner with chums. Ended the night at Karoake in the private room! (I came down with the cold I'd been fighting all week. Refused to let it stop me and I partied hardy!!!)

Friday: Slept in as much as possible, had lunch with B. and T. I downed Dayquil capsules, SDP drove us to Denton. We drove around Denton, taking turns. Pitcher of Blue Moon for $6 (!!!) at sunset at the old Sunset Grill--nice. 6pm reception/hors doerve's/concert w/the One O'Clock Lab Band (angry white jazz according to SDP!) at UNT.

Friday night/Sat. morning: SDP began the drive to Houston, got pulled over for both my damn rear lights being out! Upon not being able to figure out the problem, I drove us home since I'm a daredevil like that. Got home 3am-ish, crawled into bed with JR (who I missed soooooo bad!!!).

Saturday: Woke up way too fuckin' early, went to the High-spanic Health Coalition family fitness event where we got put to work! JR met Ma, Ma kidnapped SDP, JR and I hung all over each other all day. Afterwards we all went together have tea/pie. Then SDP, JR and me back to my house for showers/naptime/etc.!

Saturday night: free concert at Miller Outdoor Theater w/the Gourds and Fabulous Thunderbirds. The Gourds kicked ass, we drank beer, JR nodded off on my shoulder, back home for more drinking and sleep!

Sunday: Lunch w/Tito J. (do I have to stop calling him that???), other friends. SDP, JR and me to the Hard Rock cafe for a drink, then next door to see The Men Who Stare at Goats. As SDP said, staring at an actual goat would've been better.

Sunday night: Country music at the Continental, followed by zydeco music at the Big Easy. Home for more drinkin'.

Monday: Sleeping in!!!!!!!!! JR went to his house, SDP and I went to eat Mediterranean--huge meal! Finally got around to fixing my rear lights! Came to Job #2 for a spell, went home, changed and went for a run. JR met us at home, showers/change and took the boys to Sambuca for some live music and legendary lamb meatballs, mmmmmmm..... Ended the night at the Continental for my friends' rockabilly band (including little drummer boy). Home for more drinkin'!

Today: took SDP to the airport! :-( But another classic adventure under our belts!!!

I am exhausted and have rehearsal tonight with my new band, "The Leo Trio." Tomorrow is JR my honey love's 26th birthday! Thursday night is the Subdudes concert. Friday I have rehearsal and will be going out with JR and his best guy friend. Saturday a.m. is Krav Maga class and I should probably patrol that day too. I can sleep/rest on Sunday I guess! JR asked me today to slow down but I don't think I can. I wiped both him and SDP out these past few days!!!!!!!!!!!! Ain't nobody can hang with me at my speed, that is for sure.

It's Road Trip Time

Tomorrow will find me and Bean headed up north to Dallas/Denton for 2 days. Dinner with hopefully a lot of our old college buddies tomorrow night in Dallas including B. and T., and we'll stay in B.'s posh downtown Dallas hotel where she works on the family rate. Friday is Denton day and the 40th anniversary of KNTU with a reception and concert by the famed One O'Clock Lab Band. After that we drive like bats out of hell back home where JR will be waiting at home for me! Hopefully we'll get home around 3am-ish.

Saturday is family day, as Ma will join us at the High-spanic Health Coalition's annual family physical fitness event, and I have forced Bean and JR to come and help out, heh heh. Then we'll all go to lunch together afterwards and I had told Ma she needs to be respectful towards JR b/c I love him and he loves me, to which she agreed!!!

Sadly, tonight is a JR-free night since he is stuck at home caring for his drama-queen hypochondriac mentally fucked up aunt while his uncle is out of town on business, but I am currently at Job #2 anyway and will leave here soon for a rehearsal with the guys I played with 2 weeks ago. They need a new bass player and I have decided to try them on for size. Today I worked from home and J. was there finishing up the master bath, which looks sooooo gorgeous, like out of a damn magazine for real! I got the 2nd gate clicker from her so JR can have it for Friday. She'll get it back next week so she can continue her excellent work! God--she rocks!

Last night I met JR's stepmom, 4 of her kids (3 girls, 9, 7 and 6 and 21-yr old son) and met his dad for the 2nd time. I went to pick up JR at their apartment which is actually only about 8 minutes from my house. The girls were all over me, they were so cute and totally reminded me of S's daughter. JR and the mom kept apologizing but I kept saying it was ok, and let them drag me into their bedroom to show it off to me. It was so easy being with them and it really did take me back to time spent with S's daughter, which I told JR about later.

The visit to JR's aunt's and uncle's house on Monday night went well too. I took them a bag of biscotti and a thank you card that said thank you for sharing your wonderful nephew with me. We sat and visited for awhile and it was really pleasant. I had a glass of Southern Comfort on the rocks since my throat had been bothering me a little bit earlier. The aunt is totally batshit crazy but she was fine during our visit. We are all going out next Weds. night for JR's birthday dinner which I am looking forward to.

Love Love Love Love Crazy Love

Me and JR (aka LTK, aka my BFFF [best fucking friend forever]) had a pretty awesome weekend. Friday night I got free tix to the Improv--where he had never been before of course, having just moved here to Houston <3 months ago--and we had drinks and the "Date Plate" which I always order there. JR ordered it and said "Date PLATE, not Date Rape!" and the girl sitting next to us said, "That comes later!" which I thought was hilarious!!! We had a fun time and we were also in a great mood since when we met at my house before leaving J. had been there all day and had completely painted the master bedroom that light gray color she's been using and she put a beautiful blue accent wall in there which makes the bedroom look soooo pimp. The place is really, really coming along...

Saturday we stayed in bed forever until I had to finally get up and go do a short patrol shift. Patrol was uneventful, bleh! Afterwards I raced home, got dressed in my bullfighter's uniform from 5 yrs. ago, using S's samurai sword as my prop, JR came over and we went to the Halloween party that L. had invited us to. It was right down the street from me, like just a few miles which was nice and convenient, in Bellaire in a beautiful house. JR wasn't dressed as anything but that was ok. I told him he could have S's samurai sword as a gift after I was done with it b/c he thought it was so cool. The party was full of, as JR and I termed it, "douchebags" and "tools" and "goddamn yuppies" but the thing about yuppies is they always have the BEST drinks and plenty of 'em! Even L. said she didn't know how she got invited to a party like that without having rock hard abs and breast implants! We drank, danced a little, and only stayed a couple hours, leaving shortly after L. left. I got totally wasted however on coconut rum and JR had to drive us home.

Sunday we stayed in bed pretty much all day long (save a brief kolache run) except that I had decided I was going to buy JR some new jeans for his 26th birthday, which is next Wednesday, so late in the afternoon we finally dragged ourselves out of bed and raced to the mall with just an hour to spare. He likes that American Eagle shit which I totally think is overpriced and low-quality, but whatever, it's his birthday present! After that we stopped by Macy's to see if I could find a robe that I've needed for awhile now, and we found a nice black one--on sale!

Unfortunately his aunt and uncle told him he needed to be home last night which pissed both of us off tremendously, but actually his leaving enabled me to get some stuff done around the house--hang up clothes, do laundry, send off my patrol stat's for the month. B/c when he's around all I want to do is stay in bed! He's coming back over tonight and was desperately trying to be able to go to Dallas/Denton this Thurs.-Fri. w/me and Bean but couldn't get it worked out after all, boooo. We managed to watch most of Pineapple Express (funny as hell!) last night before he left but we kept getting interrupted b/c he tells me the craziest, funniest fucking stories from his crazy ass life, like all the time. We are so infatuated with each other and love each other so much! It's just like the damn song. Gives me sweet loving, brightens up my day, makes me feel righteous, makes me feel whole, and makes me mellow down to my soul!!!

Hickeys and Bananas

There's this Bloom County cartoon where Opus the Penguin is getting married and at the bachelor party Steve Dallas is giving him advice on what drives women wild. Opus says, "So that's it? Hickeys and bananas?" and Steve Dallas says, "No, I said she'll go bananas!" Haaa ha! Last night me and LTK had fun putting hickeys on each other. I have always liked hickeys b/c they look so trashy, but then again I like neck tattoos too. (BTW LTK has nautical stars behind his ears and I totally admire them!) I told him I want more hickeys so tonight he's gonna come over and we'll mark each other up some more. Well obviously things have gotten to be serious between us... so much so that last night he asked me to go steady! And for some reason I agreed. Ok, here's the reason: we are falling for each other. Well, I KNOW he's fallen for me already but I also have become so incredibly fond of him really fast! Yesterday was our 1-week anniversary and he just makes me so happy. Every other damn thing out of his mouth is fucking hilarious (even J. said so) and when I think of him I get the tickle stomach even while I feel so amazingly comfortable around him. I even let him watch me put my makeup on this morning and I would never let a guy I just met do that. He feels like my BFF and my boyfriend! It's awesome. I hope it lasts. We'll see but for now I guess I am off the market again and so far things are really fun and amazing!

We went to see an old guitar player friend of mine play last night and it was a great show. Weirdly, we ran into that tall, hot drummer there that I met at Rozz's show last month or whenever the hell that was. I don't give a shit if people think me and LTK look strange together, b/c he's so young and has the tattoos and ear plugs. Look at Shanna Moakler and her husband, the Blink 182 guy! Travis something. Anyway, I introduced LTK to the hot drummer guy and then promptly forgot all about hot drummer guy. Also I got an email from SC today that said he's becoming hung up on me. Uh-oh! Poor guy, hope he gets over it soon. I just want to go home to LTK and be with him and spend time making each other happy.

Fun With My New BFF

AKA LTK! He came over last night and stayed with me and says he will do the same tonight. We both got to my house about the same time last night and J. was there, finishing up some painting, so they got to meet. It has been nice to come home sometimes and have J. there, and I bring her food whenever I can, and last night it was really wonderful to have 2 great friends at my house with me. There have been several--ok, lots--of those long, lonely nights that country/blues musicians write songs about these past few weeks and only the box wine has made it bearable for me to be at home alone many times. And now it's made me so happy to have LTK there with me to sleep with too and he is constantly cracking me up and I feel so comfortable around him and we can tell each other anything and it's turned into such a great friendship.

I really needed him there last night to cheer me up b/c S had sent me this fucked up email on Tues. morning and I know he sent it b/c at the meeting on Monday night I had been called up by the Chief to get my SFST certificate. The first thing S said in his bullshit email is that he wants me to change my name back to my maiden name!!! Then he proceeded to say a lot of other fucked up shit/downright LIES/his usual drama queen crybaby bitching, etc. Oh my God... I can't even discuss this anymore b/c what is the fucking point?!?! Anyway, fortunately I do have LTK in my life b/c he is so much fun to be around and he is completely distracting. He brought me another bottle of coconut rum and we had a drink w/J. before she left and then we continued drinking and got in bed and stayed there! I can't wait to do more of the same tonight. He put his tongue ring back in for me b/c I said I wanted to kiss it. He totally dotes on me and won't let me lift a finger to do a damn thing and sends me so many text messages throughout the day ("I miss you baby", "You're beautiful", "You're my angel" etc. etc. etc.) I had to call and have additional texting added to my cell plan! He really has become my new BFF and I completely adore him.

Me & Little Tattoo Kid

Apparently he is now my new best friend! We had so much damn fun this weekend. He managed to get a ride to my house on Sat. and met me there when I got off Job #1. I had to get ready for my gig and the sheriff dinner. He was going to wait for me at a Starbucks or something while I was at the dinner (I felt bad about that but he didn't care)... and THEN my escort, Dep. R called to say he was having car trouble and was going to be totally late to the dinner. I said never mind, don't worry about it, I would take LTK with me. Then I began to freak out b/c I was in a nice black dress and was all done up pretty but LTK had no "formal" clothes with him. We had a drink while trying to decide what to do, and after a minute I decided that I didn't give a damn if LTK wasn't dressed up enough, although we did roll his sleeves down and button up his shirt to hide at least some of his tattoos, heh heh!

So off we went to the dinner and we walked right in and came face to face with the Sheriff--so LTK got to meet the Sheriff which I found completely amusing! And since there had been a LOT of no-shows we were at a table all by ourselves, which kind of annoyed me at first but then I decided it would be more fun for LTK and me to have our own server and could sit there and yuk it up together and be silly. Mudflap and my other pals were at a table nearby and we said hi to them but their table was full. It was better for me and LTK to be by ourselves anyway b/c he kept talking a lot of shit in my ear like he always does (how beautiful I am, how I should date him, how great we'd be together, etc. etc. etc.). It wasn't even all that "formal" anyway, my Sgt.'s husband was just wearing a button down shirt and slacks, like LTK. The food was really, really good although I didn't eat very much of it. I have lost another couple lbs. recently and in fact, my dress actually felt a little loose. I was so glad to be sharing the experience with LTK though b/c he really does crack me up all the time!

I still hadn't heard from the musicians about where the gig was although I knew they wanted me there around 9. They finally called while we were at the dinner (!) but I wanted to see the big video that had been produced about us so I told them I'd be there at 9:30. We watched the video and then me and LTK blew that joint and went to the gig. I told LTK we would be in a very Hispanic neighborhood and he asked if he might get jumped, to which I told him that wasn't nothing gonna fucking happen to him while I was around!!!

Unfortunately yes, the drunk Mexicans at the party were giving LTK a bit of the stink eye all night b/c he was a white boy and he was with me, and he had also rolled up his sleeves and I made him unbutton his shirt so his chest tattoos would show (b/c I think they're HOT!) and there were a couple of kidding/not kidding comments that I heard which pissed me off, but I was trying to just ignore it all b/c I was there to play for one of my drummer friend's 40th birthday party and it was a happy occasion. I was just nervous as hell b/c it turned out to be a trio and we just started pulling out songs and I just tried to keep up best I could. We took a break and drank and did a couple tequila shots which helped my courage. I even let them talk me into singing "I Ain't Drunk, I'm Just Drinkin'!" One very funny thing happened though: LTK came up to me and told me the drummer's wife (also an old friend of mine) had told him that she wanted us to take a shower with her. I thought that was a strange request, but I said, "She wants to take a SHOWER with us??? Uh...OK!" and he said, "No, she said she wants us to take a SHOT with her!" We told her what I thought I had heard and she thought it was funny too.

Around 1am is when we finally stopped playing and I just wanted to go home and get in bed with LTK and cuddle. As we were leaving and my guitar player friend was carrying my amp for me LTK was ahead of us carrying my bass and there were a bunch of those damn Mexicans in the street yelling at each other, threatening to shoot someone. Oh my God, give me a break. So it was definitely time to leave. My guitar player friend asked me about LTK and how old was he??? Hee hee hee. And also said that I seem to like the rednecks (guitarist is from England though!--LTK has a thick South Carolina accent) and I said yeah, my ex-husband was a redneck too. And then, right after we left I got a text message from Marvin saying he'd just missed me and that everyone wanted me to come back! Like hell.

LTK and I slept 'til about noon yesterday at which time I decided it would be fun to just stay in bed all day long and do nothing but watch movies and be vegetables. Oh, and drink a little, too! And there were so many good movies on cable, too! 1st we watched Silence of the Lambs. Then we tried to watch Snakes on a Plane but we both fell asleep. Then it was The Shining. Then School of Rock came on! Finally Gladiator but by that time we'd decided I needed to take him home b/c he had to be up so early today (6am). I totally missed him after he left, but he left me his shirt which I'd been wearing all day and he had sprayed my pillow with his cologne. I had given him a break and let him kiss me goodnight when we were home in bed after the gig and let him kiss me some more all day on Sunday. I still haven't decided how much further I'll let him go. I feel like Linda Hogan and her little boy toy that helped her after her divorce. LTK is definitely NOT dating material b/c he has some serious personal life issues going on. But he is such a gentleman and acts completely respectful towards me and treats me so sweet, which I haven't had in such a long time, and he is very cute and he makes me laugh and laugh and he is open and honest and I also haven't had that in forever, either.

Tiring Week

So it was great having Bosco in town Weds-Thurs. We had a nice time Thurs. night, and it was great going to Sambuca and eating the lamb meatballs, etc. and listening to the live music, but then we went to the blues jam and it was just kinda lame. I am beginning to think that people really don't go out during the week anymore. Bosco's theory is that people stay in more with their big tv's, their cable channels, and their Internet. I guess that's true.

I'm currently at Job #1 very very briefly. The weekend guy had to cancel and so me and my coworker split the shift today. I was supposed to be here at 1 but didn't make it in 'til after 2, chuckle! Oh well. It's better than nothing. I've got a gig tonight and still haven't heard from these slackers WHERE exactly the gig is. Unfortunately this means I will have to duck out of the Reserve dinner at 8:30 to make the gig. The good news is that my escort, Dep. R, called earlier to say that he spoke to a female Sgt. and she will be wearing cocktail attire, NOT our Class A uniform so he said we should also follow suit! Hell yeah! I was not looking forward to having to wear all that crap and then figure out a way to change clothes for the gig.

Last night I met up with Little Tattoo Kid and he came to my house, dropped off by his dad! LTK has got some drama and heavy shit going on in his life but he is pretty cute and he is definitely funny and he is totally into me. We have like, nothing in common! But we had a couple drinks at my place, then went to see my friend's band play in the Heights at a pizza joint. The place was dead, on a Friday night. So we had 1 drink there and then came back to my place, drank some more, watched Aliens, and I told him he could sleep over, sleep being the operative word. We stayed in bed 'til almost 11 after which I dropped him off at his dad's place. Now as I type he is in bad sorts with his family (he lives w/his aunt and uncle) and cannot get a ride back to my house and I am swamped with work and then getting ready for the dinner AND gig so he is apparently walking from Missouri City to my house so he can meet me there when I'm done here. OMG. Like I said, he's hilarious. But it'll be fun to hang with him all night again. He's a talker, like me. Also a smoker, unfortunately. But he's fun so I'm happy to be friends with him.

Life in the Fast Lane

Fun times! I think I am on 3 hours of sleep. Bosco and I had mad fun last night, rushing to and fro. The concert was ok, it was big band for mass audience consumption. After they played 1st we went to the Big Easy to check out the blues jam, which I haven't been to there in years! I met this little tattooed kid (25-yo) who, after he left, proceeded to send me all these gushing text messages. But as I told Bosco, the verdict is still out on the kid, so we'll see.

After the Big Sleazy we headed to Karoake. I sang Sinatra and Bosco did his famous whistling to "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" which was hysterical. It wasn't very packed at Spotlight though so we headed to Blanco's for the country jam. We sped away when I saw there were only 2 cars in the parking lot though. WTF?!?! I guess I have been gone too long, and generally speaking the scenes are mellow if not outright dead during the week now. Or maybe I just have to find the happening scenes where there are NO tools. So we went to the Big Top for drinks and the 70's singalong.

We caught up a whole bunch! Also I was driving him back to his hotel when I spotted the 59 Diner and mentioned how good their hot chocolate is, so we decided to pop in and have breakfast. Several deputies came in and I saw one I knew so I went over and chatted a few minutes. I dropped Bosco off and got home around 3:30 am and sometime after 4am I got a text from another Deputy friend (one who will be in the documentary) saying he was available to go to the Reserve dinner with me on Saturday, yayyyy! That'll be fun.

I keep hearing from SC, the keyboard player. I think he is smitten. He wants me to come visit him in Baltimore and keeps sending several sweet emails and texts a day. But they don't affect me that much, just make me feel warm and fuzzy for a few minutes and then I move on. I'm sure I'll miss them when they eventually stop. I told little tattoo boy to join me and Bosco tonight for more revelry, but maybe I'll hold him off until tomorrow, when I will need someone with which to go see a friend's band play. Who knows, who knows...

I'd Rather Be Blind, Crippled and Crazy

This song is my newest obsession, after "Riley B. King" by Keb Mo, which is the ONLY thing I've been listening to in the car for several days now. "Crippled and Crazy" is being played repeatedly in my office at work though. It's my new anthem. It reminds me of the danger of weasels.

I went out last night to the Continental Club and had fun, mostly. It was awkward at the beginning though, seeing Little Drummer Boy, but I made him keep me company for a few minutes and it was friendly and casual. It's still a little tragic though b/c he is soooo cute. I had taught a class earlier in the evening at the Center for AIDS and they had Pappasitos (for the non-Texas blog readers, this is a local killer Mexican restaurant) there for dinner. I wanted NONE of it. I was SO not interested. Instead I had Orbit gum, and at the CC I had a rum cigar. Finally my cousin showed up, 45-min. late and he brought his friend who I had met last Thurs. We got drinks and I introduced them to LDB. I was so relieved everyone was in a good mood and things were groovy. Later F. showed up and a couple of his friends. I slow-danced with one of them (a cute Latina)!

Tonight one of my favorite and oldest friends ever, Bosco, will be in town playing trombone with the Army Jazz Ambassadors band. I will go see them play and afterwards take Bosco out on the town. We'll hit a few of my usual haunts and we totally need to catch up since I haven't seen him since 2004 when I was in Washington DC. Tomorrow night he is completely free so we'll do nothing but run around!

6 Out of 7 Days Are Packed

That seems to be my running social schedule lately! Tonight is free and I insist on keeping it free... b/c I need to REST UP for Tuesday night, Weds. night, Thursday night, and then the damn weekend is here already. I have been contemplating the psychology of this lately and I will totally concede that I am trying to run myself ragged so that when rare down time FINALLY comes, I can collapse, exhausted and spent and will not have the energy to think about deep, serious stuff. All this activity also distracts me from eating. I have lost even another couple pounds lately and am excited about the prospect of actually being able to fit nicely into my leather pants this fall!

Friday was interesting; Marvin called me up and invited me to lunch and I can't believe I agreed to meet him, but I did. I met him at the La Mad. near Job #1 and I have to admit it was cool to catch up with him. I made sure to tell him I was hungover b/c my drinking always did offend him and horrify him. Heh heh.

Friday evening I could only manage to work 1 hr. at Job #2 or else I was going to faint from exhaustion. J. was still at my house when I got home and she had painted the downstairs bath and it looks KICK ASS! She even gave it an accent wall and it is soooo pimp now. She got matching fixtures and everything. She's genius, I tell you, genius! We sat around for a bit and when she left I lay on the couch and passed out cold. SC was playing with A. but as I keep telling everyone, I refuse to travel outside the beltway for entertainment now so that was not really an option for me--plus I needed to Get Some Rest. SC woke me up anyway later that night w/a text asking me how I was. Then he sent me a picture of him with A.

Saturday I managed to sleep in a little (SC woke me with another text though) and then it was time to hustle to go on patrol. I rode with a cute young deputy I have worked with before and as usual, the turds knew I was out so they stayed in. The deputy bought me a salad and I managed to eat some of it, but I was kinda bummed b/c my Taser was unsatisfied and bloodthirsty. I got off early so I could rush home and get ready to go to the Big Easy with my little ex-drummer cop buddy, M., who I haven't seen in years. The place was packed and the drinks were flowing. I saw a couple other friends of ours and met M.'s girlfriend. We had fun! We took turns dancing with M. who was getting drunker and drunker. After we shut the place down we met one of his cop buddies at the taqueria and I was actually hungry. M. was so drunk he threw up a little at the table, hardy har har!

Sunday I tried to sleep in but 1. I'm not sleeping very well these days generally speaking and 2. I had hurt my big toe last week and it was absolutely throbbing in pain and would not let me sleep. Then SC sent another text around 9:30am which normally would've been a big no-no, but I was up anyway. He had left on Sat. afternoon to drop off his traveling buddy in Ohio and Sat. night they got as far as Little Rock. Now Sunday they planned to be in Ohio that night, and SC would make it home to Baltimore Monday (today). Cool road trip! Later SC called me so we could talk while he was road-trippin' it. I was doing my own version here, having forgotten to drop off the handheld radio after my patrol shift on Sat. and I had to drive ALLLLLLL the way back to the damn station to drop it off. Fortunately it was a beautiful, sunny, cool day for a long drive and a chat with a cute keyboard player!

When I got back to civilization J. was at my house hard at work painting the rest of the downstairs (save the kitchen and dining room) and I brought her lunch. Also I spoke briefly with Little Drummer Boy b/c I was trying to verify a rumor I'd heard at the Big Easy about a mutual friend of ours, a female bass player who they said is strung out on drugs these days. I couldn't believe LDB called me back b/c I thought he hated me, but he seemed civil enough. I still felt bad/guilty talking to him, and damn him, his voice is so sexy and he's so cute and there's nothing I can do about it. But perhaps the good karma I've been trying to send into the world lately was getting me some sent back since he was nice enough to call me back. And I really want to go see his band play tomorrow night too, so that's the plan. After that I tried to take a nap and unbelievably, succeeded in taking a short one.

I made evening plans to go see Where The Wild Things Are with Li'l bro and his friend but before I met them I ran by the Blockbuster to pick up a movie SC had told me about, Elizabethtown (since he'd been in Kentucky when we spoke earlier). WTWTA left us all a little stunned; we are still ruminating over it today and that's all I have to say on the subject. I watched Elizabethtown before bedtime and enjoyed it, especially thanks to Orlando Bloom! This morning SC sent me a text saying he was driving through the Pennsylvania mountains and wished I was there. Aww.

Now today I am fighting with S. who has managed to grow enough balls and nerve to try and come out of the woodwork today with a pissy email that he copied his Mommy on! Aaaaarrghhh, I feel actual HATRED for him! Is it bad karma to let someone piss you off and think horrible thoughts about them? Since I drank on Saturday I didn't drink at all yesterday, but tonight I'll be back on the box wine. And maybe even a cupcake.

Letting the Good Times Roll

Wooo! My head is pounding today! I perhaps lived life a little to excess last night. I was ticked off at SC, aka Mr. Keyboard Player b/c he couldn't make our date on Weds. night (though I suspected our friend A. had something to do with that) as they were STILL recording and were going to be doing so late into the night! See, this is the thing with musicians. They are so undependable, selfish, irresponsible, narcissistic, etc! I hate that I adore them so.

So I went to Happy Hour with P., his friends and L. P. and I got there early which was good b/c I needed to get him up to speed on my recent "dating" adventures and the philosophies involved. It's been so interesting to get the male perspectives on this shit. For example, P. thinks that "dating" and "bringing someone home" are the same things! Whereas Brandon apparently believes in all different levels of "dating", "playing the field", and "bringing someone home." And there might even be levels of those levels! It makes my head spin.

After happy hour (where I actually ate a decent amount![and drank more!]) P. and I had to bid our friends adieu so we could go to the blues jam. I sorta was hesitant to go b/c Marvin was going to be headlining and although we are on friendly enough terms, I just didn't want to be annoyed by the sight of him in any way. But actually, he didn't get on my nerves and we just chatted for a couple minutes, then P. and I went outside to hang on the patio. After a couple beers we decided we were not interested in getting up to play, and headed out.

However, I wasn't quite ready to go home, and I had checked Facebook right before we left when P. was in the bathroom and saw that my cousin was "spinning traxx" at a cool place that I hadn't been to in awhile. I called him and he said for me to come over and he'd get me a drink. Hello! That's all I need to hear! I raced over there to check out the scene. The scene was mellow and there were hardly any people there. I had an apple sangria and then Cuz and I hung at the bar when he was done with his "traxx" and just caught up. All of a sudden I got a text message from SC! Although he had totally pissed me off, I had drunk enough by then to call him back and be friendly and order him to meet me for a drink at my current location, to which he agreed. Then Cuz said he wanted to split and go to the next bar, which I was totally game for. We left and went to a nearby dance club so Cuz could see his traxx-spinning friend there. We had the well drinks that were on special, against our better judgment.

Then SC called to get directions but since I knew this club was not our scene AT ALL, I told him to meet me at my place. I got home a few minutes before he got there. BTW my living room is really looking cool with its new coats of paint and colors! J. is doing an incredible job at pimping my townhouse. Even R. wants to hire her next to spruce up their place. Anyway, so SC and I settled in with drinks and I played my new Keb Mo CD for him as well as the Curtis Mayfield tribute CD that I've been addicted to for a few weeks now. (BTW, the music of Curtis Mayfield is dangerous. It puts me in the most bad-girl moods. Especially the song "Let's Do It Again.") Somehow the subject of Townes Van Zandt came up and I had to school him on Townes' music. Sometimes even the coolest, hippest music people somehow escape Townes on occasion.

So in order to avoid this blog post becoming yet another SATC episode (starring Samantha) I'll stop there. SC is really a sweet, gentlehearted guy and he told me that A. and his other friend were giving him the business about me these past couple days. A. kept scolding SC that SC was in town for music stuff and that he needed to keep his mind on their recording project, and the other friend kept encouraging SC to go hang out with me but SC said he was scared he'd pissed me off (which he had!). Well lucky him I got over it. Before taking a nap at 6am I had to send a text to J. and tell her NOT to come early like she'd been planning to this morning! Tomorrow SC also leaves to go home to Baltimore and I hope we keep in touch.

Tonight will be rest night--no happy hour like I'd been tentatively planning. Tomorrow is full with a patrol shift and then to see a blues band tomorrow night. Sunday: more REST!!! J. will be in and out all weekend working her mad skills. The townhouse project is exciting! And makes me want to bring tons of boys over to see it!

Hey! Hey! The Blues is All Right!

Not that I heard that song last night at the blues jam, but I woke up with it in my head today anyway. Actually, my friend A. sang another groovy song, "The Blues is My Business, and Business is Good." They also did a bluesy, funky version of "Mercy Mercy Mercy" which thrilled me no end! Now I suddenly cannot seem to escape that song, which is fine with me! So this was a new blues jam I had never been to before, in downtown. I mainly went down there to get out of the house and away from the paint fumes and confront A. and give him the what-fer, since he had seen me but ignored me at the Tab Benoit/Cyrille Neville show a couple weeks ago. He had been with his girlfriend and I knew that's what that was all about, but I still didn't accept it as an excuse!!! However--lately I feel the need to earn some good karma points, so I didn't give him too hard a time last night. I even let him hug me.

A., whose band was hosting the jam, told me his keyboard player friend SC was in town visiting him and was there playing. There was like, barely anyone in the joint although the place was actually quite cool and reminded me of a David Lynch movie. They even had really nice bathrooms. So I began to drink! Then I saw the keyboard player and remembered him from years ago when he used to visit A. on and off and I would run into them at the old blues jams. I remembered that I had always thought he was so cute, but I always had boyfriends so never got to do anything about it! I decided he would be lucky enough to be invited over to my place for a drink!

When they took a break I let him approach me, which he did and he even remembered a lot about me, like I play the viola. We talked for awhile and later on I invited him over and also tried to talk him into leaving with me NOW since there were so few people in there--a few jammers aside--and he sidled up to A. to talk to him about it. I also marched right over to A. and tried to present my case, but A. wasn't having any of it. Damn him! SC had keyboards there to load up, another guy friend with him, and also no car, having ridden with A. So me and SC made a date to do something tonight, and he tried to walk me to my car until A. dragged him back for another set. When I got home I got a text from SC (good, that's what I like to see!) saying he'd call me today.

The reason I feel like I need to earn some good karma points is b/c I am terrified I may have hurt Little Drummer Boy, at least a little bit. F. and I went to see LDB's other band play on Monday night at the Continental club and that was a colossal disappointment b/c the joint was DEAD, man. Also, LDB had texted me earlier that evening saying "You gonna come see your drummer boy tonight" and that freaked me out b/c I felt like that text came out of NOWHERE, and I wasn't sure how to interpret it! What does it all mean, Mr. Natural??? And although I gave him a (side) hug when they stopped playing and he came to say hi to me, I was a little nervous about giving him the wrong idea. So after LDB walked away I asked F. to walk me to my car and I got in and I split! The next morning I was checking Facebook and LDB had posted at 3am on his wall some agonizing sounding stuff about how he's "fallen for a certain individual" and "things that make you go hmmmm" and there were a bunch of question marks and also that his head was spinning and more question marks. Of course--this could have NOTHING to do with me, but... come on. Later I posted on his wall how great the band had rocked and what a kickass drummer he is--just a friendly, cool post! After I did that, later on he removed his 3am agonizing post.

This all reminds me of the Seinfeld episode where Jerry says, "I think I may have sent her the wrong message by sleeping with her!" Ha ha. Anyway--like my close friends are saying, LDB is a big boy and if he wants to talk to me about any of this, he needs to man up and do it. However, my perspective is that he is also a recent divorcee like me and I know he is pretty vulnerable and sensitive right now and I cannot blame him and I really feel for him. He's also sooooo sweet and only 30, so is a kid in my eyes. Oh well. Two tears in a bucket, motherfuckit, as The Lady Chablis would say! So I am trying to earn good karma points JUST IN CASE. More good karma can never hurt.

And THIS is why we sing the blues!

Ouch. It Hurts

My upper bod that is, especially my arms! I don't understand how a little sparring at Krav Maga class makes me sore the next day. It was a small class, just 5 of us including the 2 Sgt. instructors. The lesson was defensive tactics from knife attacks. FUN!!!

Now I'm at Job #1 where I volunteered to work the short Sunday shift 1-6 b/c our p/t guy got sick. The weather is wet and dreary and it's quiet here on weekends and the comp time is sweet, so whatever. My weekend has flown by again and I still have a lot of shit to do. As usual, my social life got in the way.

Friday night my documentary at Discovery Green park got rained out so I met J. at a coffee shop near her house where one of my Facebook musician friends was playing. We went over the things I definitely want done at my house in terms of home improvement. She can do pretty much everything I want done except for tiling and changing out the bathroom faucet fixture.

Saturday after Krav Maga me and li'l bro went to Cactus Records for an in-store performance. We drank free St. Arnold's beer and bought a few CD's. Then I went to the Duck and picked up tickets for the Subdudes, who will be here next month! I am taking Rozzy. Then it was home to rest until the next event and I didn't get much rest b/c I was a little too wired up, but this is nothing unusual. Back to pick up li'l bro--he'd had a fight with his girlfriend and was a free agent for the night--and we went to the Big Top where my crazy friend's band was playing. I thought it might be fun to try and meet some boys (and their drummer was so cute) but later on I realized that may not be possible with my brother as my escort! He's a little protective. Good to know!!!

Today J. came over and we went through the whole house and I made lists as we went. She had a lot of great ideas as I knew she would, and she will be over 1st thing in the morning to begin. I am actually excited! It sounds like she is gonna pimp my townhouse! She did caution however that the house is gonna be a wreck for awhile, and I will concede perhaps that's a good thing b/c my Sgt. friend advised me I shouldn't be hanging out with guys yet or bringing them over. Maybe!

Home Improvement!

I decided today that if I'm gonna be having boys over to the house, there's some home improvement projects need doin'! That way my home truly reflects the uptown, classy chick that I really am. I called J. who is an expert in this stuff and has done many projects at her various homes as well as for friends and she agreed to help me out. I know many of my neighbors have done cool things like install tile, hardwoods, granite countertops, etc. Before J. comes over I need to make a list of things I would like to do, that way she can advise me on budget. But I should be able to fit all the small stuff into my current finances and maybe 1-2 of the bigger items. Small items like: Redoing the banisters. Repainting a few places. Getting my patio in order and looking nice. Updating things in both bathrooms, like the cabinets? Fixing the cabinets in the kitchen. And I'm sure J. will have other valuable input. Big items: Tile in the upstairs bathroom!!! This would be priority as I despise that horrible linoleum in there now! Replacing the upstairs carpet, though that might have to wait depending on $. A new refrigerator so I can have the icemaker I've always dreamed of! But J.'s the expert and I will listen to what she has to say.

I was good and went straight home last night and took myself to bed and made myself stay there. I fell asleep for a little while but was woken up by a text coming in from little drummer boy. Just friendly stuff, nothing heavy and I responded in kind. Then I was up for a little while longer and fell asleep soon after and slept all night which I needed to. God knows I need my beauty rest and on top of that, my body was about to collapse, revolt, go on strike.

I still need a date/escort for the upcoming Reserve dinner and I am not sure how to proceed with that. I called G. today and left a message to see if I can talk him into coming into town for it; I guess he would be my 1st choice. There's a couple of other options if G. don't pan out but I am not sure of the best way to approach the other contenders. This dinner is a big deal and it'll take a certain type of individual to be able to handle the experience.