Stellar, Legendary, Joyfilled Weekend!

Because it was spent with my two menfolks, both of whom make me happy in their own unique ways! In fact, obviously I am having too good of a time b/c I had to shlep myself to the E.R. on Friday evening in desperate need of a prescrip for a bladder infection! Also knows as "honeymoon cystitis" as my mom always used to warn me about. (Although that was primarily from my time spent w/Stefano since DA and I hadn't been intimate since 12/30.)

So Thursday night's rehearsal went well, we have to add a few more songs for our upcoming gigs and we are adding some good ones. Then I raced home so I could shower/change and get to Stefano's house at the last quarter of the big football game that apparently the whole entire world was watching! Stefano had already given up though and indeed his team ended up losing, and he'd already put all his party food away but I made him get out the caviar and feed me. Then I cheered him up in my own unique way and we headed to bed pretty late.

He had taken Fri. off from work and it was my work from home day so we had a nice lazy morning. He made us bagels w/yummy whitefish instead of salmon this time. I couldn't believe it when I checked my phone but I had gotten 2 unbelievable, nervy text msg.'s that morning: 1 from JR and 1 from that rude state trooper from Thanksgiving night!!! JR said Happy New Year and that he'd been thinking of me lately. I did not respond. And the state trooper wanted to know what I was doing on Saturday night! Again, I was pleased as punch to NOT respond to him either! Especially after spending so much time with Stefano, a wonderful, affectionate, cultured, adorable REAL gentleman!!!

I headed home and tried to get some work done but it was rough going. My mom had also called that a.m. to tell me that my li'l bro was crying and suicidal and would I do something about it? [Li'l bro's best friend killed herself right before Christmas and we've been trying to help him through it.] But when I called li'l bro he voicemailed me and then my mom called me back and I got frustrated and snapped at her (while at Stefano's, unfortunately) but she always pulls shit like that on me--makes it seem like the whole world is depending on me when in reality there's nothing I can do sometimes--and I just get so sick of it. Well, li'l bro called later that a.m. to say that he made an appt. with a therapist and since the wind chill was in the teens I offered to take him so he wouldn't have to walk. I did in fact do so, and decided that since my week of drinking cranberry juice wasn't helping, I did need to get my ass to a Dr. to get that prescrip so I wouldn't be in for a long, miserable, uncomfortable weekend. Fortunately I found an ER that had NO ONE in the waiting room so I took care of that while li'l bro was at his appt.

After I was done I picked up li'l bro and asked him to please tell me what he needed or where he would like to go, that whatever he wanted to do, we would do it! (Hell of a deal, huh? I wish someone would make that offer to me sometime! Oh, who'm I kidding? I live my life like that!) He said he wanted to go to the grocery store so we did and I wandered around looking at the beautiful pastries, cake slices, and cookies while he bought some soothing tea he needed. I ended up buying some gourmet soup, 2 kinds. Then he wanted to get a "Lucky Burger" and just go home, so we did that and I got some fried cheese and li'l bro got a fuckin' Oreo shake! I knew he was in bad straits b/c he never eats shit like that!

BTW... this is why I still resolve to spend more time w/li'l bro. He cracks me UP!!! I was telling him about how Stefano says he doesn't want kids, yet has never gotten a vasectomy b/c he says he doesn't want any blades/knives anywhere near down there. Yet li'l bro badly wants one, my ex RB got one, and J1 supposedly is looking to find someplace in Botswana where he can get one. Li'l bro laughed and said, "Botswana Vasectomy" at which point I exclaimed, "Good band name!!!" Also related to our conversation about my ER visit, li'l bro said he can't believe there hasn't been a cow-punk band yet to call themselves "Reverse Cowgirl"! and said it would have to be an all-girl band. He also said his all-time favorite band name he's come up with has been "Cul De Sac Kids." The concert poster would have any still pulled from the documentary Scared Straight! Then he said "Botswana Vasectomy" would be the perfect name for the "Cul De Sac Kids" 1st album!!! We were dying laughing!

After dropping him off I raced home to shower/change and get ready for my date w/Stefano. I wanted to wear my new leather thigh-high boots from Victoria's Secretions! I put that with a tiny black skirt, black tube top, black sweater, and my furry leopard coat and hoped I didn't look too much like a streetwalker! I put my hair up in a clip. Stefano loved the outfit! He drove us to the blues club and I drank coconut rum and we saw lots of folks we both knew. Fortunately there was cake there for the 80-year old birthday boy and I of course had to have some. Stefano and I danced and danced and then we SPLIT so we could have lots of quality time together at his place.

Sat. a.m. we had to be up at a somewhat decent hour for the 10:30am bar mitzvah. I drove the 90 seconds home and showered/changed into my pinstripe "Italian funeral suit" as I call it b/c it was too damn cold for a dress. Stefano picked me up and we went to the humongous synagogue as it actually turned out to be a bnai mitzvah (2 boys). Lots of Stefano's crazy friends were there and it really tickled me to see these normal looking grown up citizens actually cutting up a little and joking around in temple! I had met a lot of them at the NYE party. Stefano looked adorable in his yarmukle and I really tried to pay attention and "get" the whole experience! I even referred to the Torah when necessary. Stefano was very attentive to me during the 2-hour ceremony, holding my hand, rubbing my back, etc. Then there was a nice luncheon and I got to meet more of Stefano's friends. I was, however, feeling a little shy but everyone was very friendly to me. I even ran into the legendary violin teacher that is Stefano's friend's aunt! I got to say hi and tell her what an influence she'd been on me and generations of us young string players!

After Stefano got me "one of each" from the dessert tray we left and went back to his place for a snort of Dalwhinnie scotch and also thought we might try to take a nap but that didn't happen. After spending some fun quality time together he had a gig he needed to get ready for that night and DA was trying to call me and so I knew I needed to get w/him on what time to pick him up. I went home, showered/changed and called DA who said his dad had made a bunch of chili and they were having friends over so I should plan on hanging out at his place for awhile, which was fine w/me. (Sadly, Stefano called me while I was about to go to DA's to tell me that his gig had been cancelled due to the heat going out at the club! Awwww--but I had made these other plans and frankly, when you're a musician you certainly shouldn't plan on your man/woman always sitting at home waiting on you! Especially when your woman is ME!)

I went to the store and picked up the fixings for sausage balls to make later and some beer and headed to DA's house. We ate chili, drank beer, and watched some football with his folks and their friends--though I soon begged DA for us to go to his room and watch...anything else!. We watched the end of the Dark Knight in his room and then Working Girl came on and I got inspired by the tequila-drinking scene and told DA we should go get some! DA's dad gave me a container of chili to take before we left and his mom gave me a hug. We headed to Spec's, got 1800 Reposado, and then I said we needed to go to the grocery store b/c I had been craving cake since taking li'l bro to the store on Fri. night! At the store we got brie, wine port almond cheese, crackers, cake slices (white and chocolate), white chocolate peppermint bark, and those wonderfully delicious cookies w/the chocolate drops on top! (I told DA, "We look like stoners!") Back at my house DA set up the drinks and a snack plate and we drank and ate and drank and ate and watched Swingers, which I had never seen before and which cracked both of us up. DA and I decided I would start calling him "Daddy" and he would call me "Gorgeous"!

Sunday a.m. we slept in, ahhhh... I woke up 1st though when li'l bro called to tell me everything was good with him for the time being. I figured DA would sleep in some more so I went downstairs and made the 2 batches of sausage balls he (and his parents!) had requested. It was a really nice morning and it was great to not have to rush off anywhere, which is how it seems I constantly live my life. DA woke up when the 1st batch was ready and then he made eggs for us. We ate and lazed around. And had fun with each other. But then it was time to do some more work on the upstairs bedroom and we got 2 more garbage bags of things/trash to get rid of. The room is actually finally starting to empty out, thank God. Then we went to the video store to get Zack and Miri Make A Porno since neither of us had seen it. While we were watching it Stefano called me and left a message saying he missed me and for me to call him. I texted back asking how late could I call him and he said anytime, he'd keep the phone by the bed. Awww! So the movie was a riot and had us cracking up and it ended just as it was time to go to the Improv, as I'd gotten free tickets and DA had never been there.

The 2 opening comedians were funny and I had this deliciously tropical fruity drink that had coco rum in it. We also ordered the Date Plate, which I always get. But the headliner, Ian Bagg, was disappointing--he did about 10 min. of his set and then just messed w/the audience for the next 40 minutes! Lame! Unfortunately after the Improv I had to take DA home. He wanted to spend the night again but as I said, I was not about to get up at the dawn of crack on Monday and fight traffic to drive anywhere I didn't have to. DA wanted me to come inside and hang out but I had to get home and get some sleep! On the way home I called Stefano who again told me how much he missed me. Then I called DA when I got home to say good night. And thus ended a stellar, fun, fabulous Adela weekend!