Man, oh man... tonight begins FUN FUN FUN!!! My beloved Keb' Mo' is in town and I got floor seats for me and Mr. Wonderful Stefano! First we'll go across the street from the House of Blues for a yummy Italian dinner, mmmm... And I am so damn excited about this show I can't even imagine my damn reaction when Keb takes the stage tonight!!!!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
Tomorrow unfortunately is a long day for me. I have to be up and out of Stefano's house earlier than usual so I can make my eyebrow appt., then I have to clean my gun (been putting it off long enough now) and go work a patrol shift. I guess I'll do 3p-11p, then rush to Stefano's house asap. On Sunday I'm guessing is when we can go shopping for his running shoes that I'm getting him for his b-day, then I do have to work at Job #1 from 1p-6p, but after that begins a long fun night w/Stefano! We'll go to the Sunday night blues jam where I haven't been in YEARS. There's a high chance an ex-boyfriend will be there since he is in the blues jam house band, so that'll be interesting to see him. Stefano and I will jam and drink and enjoy much merriment!
Monday I'll sleep in w/him and work a short day, then hopefully take him to dinner that night and hopefully Tuesday (his actual b-day) too, but it's all up to him, whatever he wants to do! He has Mon-Tues. off from work, following my policy of NEVER working on your Bday!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Roky Erickson
So wow, last night's concert was a trip, dude! I had never seen Roky before and wasn't really sure I wanted to go last night, it being a school night and all and me being tired/sleep-deprived as usual. But then P. said he wanted to go and my dad (whose #1 hero is Roky Erickson) said he was going w/his girlfriend and also lots of folks on Facebook were telling me to go, so I decided I'd better do it. And I was glad b/c this guy is a true living legend and he's been through hell and shit, it's just important for me to be able to say I've been in the same damn room with him, much less seen his live show.
The opening band was boring as hell so after greeting my dad I went to the back bar to watch the Olympics/read the Houston Press. I ran into an old hippie guy I knew and he was back there to try and grab Roky as he came into the club to have him sign some stuff. My dad also needed one of his Roky Erickson lyrics books signed and had asked me for my help in doing so. As much as my dad drives me crazy and says mean-spirited, insensitive things to me all the time (including earlier this week), I couldn't help but want to sort of help him after he handed to me a gift of a burned CD of some of his (and my) all-time favorite songs, a CD he'd made for his drive to Ft. Worth last fall.
But when Roky arrived at the club he was immediately ushered backstage past all of us fawning admirers. I had the book in my hand but couldn't really take any action at that time. My hippie friend and I looked at each other and figured we'd try after the show. But my dad (who was definitely drunk by that time) said he wanted to try and get it done now b/c he probably wasn't going to stay 'til the bitter end, and I know I wasn't, it being so damn cold outside and me having a long day today of my 2 jobs followed by rehearsal tonight.
By then P. had arrived and the 3 of us went to the backstage hallway to try and figure out what to do. I had already asked the club proprietor (who I know) in a sweet voice if Roky was going to sign anything before the show and was told "No. Maybe after." But back there in the hallway there was no one guarding the door to the dressing room. My dad said he might just go in there and get his book signed and before I could change my mind I just said fuck it, "I'll do it." And just knocked on the door and quickly went on in there. Roky was sitting on the couch, chilling w/his wife, and the drummer was just sitting nearby drumming w/his drumsticks on the floor and I asked very sweetly, "Mr. Erickson, will you sign my book please?" (Imagine honey dripping from that sentence.) And he asked me how many I had (!!!) to which I just said the one, to which he said ok. I thrust it in his hand along w/the Sharpie and said hi to his wife and told him he was my dad's hero and I'd bought the book for my dad for his b-day (which may actually be true, I can't remember if I got it for him or if my brother did) and he signed it and I thanked him and told him to "Rock out" and I was outta there! I actually left a puff of smoke where I'd been standing.
Outside my dad was guarding the door and BS-ing this hot blonde who good-naturedly was accusing him of going into the dressing room to get something signed and my dad was denying it, so I hid the book and Sharpie and stood in the shadows--I certainly didn't want to encourage a trend of people barging in on Roky and disturbing him. My dad finally admitted he had sent his "beautiful daughter" in there to try and get something signed, then he saw me and asked what had happened and I shrugged and headed down the hallway. I found P. and the hippie guy and showed them my success! My dad showed up several minutes later and I gave him the book, to which he announced he could now sell it on Ebay for $500.
I cannot believe how PACKED the club was, on a school night and at 10:30pm! But the band was totally killer and Roky was clearly enjoying himself and although the music is harder than I usually listen to, it was damn good music and I completely appreciated it. I snapped a few pic's for my own personal archive. Finally, around 11:15pm I decided I needed to get home and get some rest, so P. walked me out and then he went back in to see the rest of the show. Before I left my even-now-drunker dad kissed my hand and gave the book to me, telling me to hold on to it as a family heirloom and also b/c if it was left w/him he might sell it for crack. When I got home I put it in my special glass bookcase.
The opening band was boring as hell so after greeting my dad I went to the back bar to watch the Olympics/read the Houston Press. I ran into an old hippie guy I knew and he was back there to try and grab Roky as he came into the club to have him sign some stuff. My dad also needed one of his Roky Erickson lyrics books signed and had asked me for my help in doing so. As much as my dad drives me crazy and says mean-spirited, insensitive things to me all the time (including earlier this week), I couldn't help but want to sort of help him after he handed to me a gift of a burned CD of some of his (and my) all-time favorite songs, a CD he'd made for his drive to Ft. Worth last fall.
But when Roky arrived at the club he was immediately ushered backstage past all of us fawning admirers. I had the book in my hand but couldn't really take any action at that time. My hippie friend and I looked at each other and figured we'd try after the show. But my dad (who was definitely drunk by that time) said he wanted to try and get it done now b/c he probably wasn't going to stay 'til the bitter end, and I know I wasn't, it being so damn cold outside and me having a long day today of my 2 jobs followed by rehearsal tonight.
By then P. had arrived and the 3 of us went to the backstage hallway to try and figure out what to do. I had already asked the club proprietor (who I know) in a sweet voice if Roky was going to sign anything before the show and was told "No. Maybe after." But back there in the hallway there was no one guarding the door to the dressing room. My dad said he might just go in there and get his book signed and before I could change my mind I just said fuck it, "I'll do it." And just knocked on the door and quickly went on in there. Roky was sitting on the couch, chilling w/his wife, and the drummer was just sitting nearby drumming w/his drumsticks on the floor and I asked very sweetly, "Mr. Erickson, will you sign my book please?" (Imagine honey dripping from that sentence.) And he asked me how many I had (!!!) to which I just said the one, to which he said ok. I thrust it in his hand along w/the Sharpie and said hi to his wife and told him he was my dad's hero and I'd bought the book for my dad for his b-day (which may actually be true, I can't remember if I got it for him or if my brother did) and he signed it and I thanked him and told him to "Rock out" and I was outta there! I actually left a puff of smoke where I'd been standing.
Outside my dad was guarding the door and BS-ing this hot blonde who good-naturedly was accusing him of going into the dressing room to get something signed and my dad was denying it, so I hid the book and Sharpie and stood in the shadows--I certainly didn't want to encourage a trend of people barging in on Roky and disturbing him. My dad finally admitted he had sent his "beautiful daughter" in there to try and get something signed, then he saw me and asked what had happened and I shrugged and headed down the hallway. I found P. and the hippie guy and showed them my success! My dad showed up several minutes later and I gave him the book, to which he announced he could now sell it on Ebay for $500.
I cannot believe how PACKED the club was, on a school night and at 10:30pm! But the band was totally killer and Roky was clearly enjoying himself and although the music is harder than I usually listen to, it was damn good music and I completely appreciated it. I snapped a few pic's for my own personal archive. Finally, around 11:15pm I decided I needed to get home and get some rest, so P. walked me out and then he went back in to see the rest of the show. Before I left my even-now-drunker dad kissed my hand and gave the book to me, telling me to hold on to it as a family heirloom and also b/c if it was left w/him he might sell it for crack. When I got home I put it in my special glass bookcase.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Continuation of Last Post...
So when Stefano was on his way home from dropping off his 'rents he called me to ask what I wanted from the grocery store since we had planned to go to our mutual musician friend/neighbor's birthday party jam later that day and all I wanted was cupcakes! He also got dogs/buns (Kosher dogs! Ha!) and beer for him. He is sooo not a dessert person b/c he got the 6-cupcake package and if it had been me I woulda bought the big 18-cupcake platter w/tiny cake in the middle! Anyway, we debated on going for a run b/c I knew it would be a decadent day but we decided to lounge around his house instead. Soon it was time to get ready to go to the party--we'd decided we'd be a fashionable hour late--and we ran by my house so I could quickly shower/change and also fill up several flasks, including Stefano's 16-oz. boot flask, so I could get my liquor on.
At the party there was a band playing already outside in the back yard. It was a completely sunny, mild beautiful day! I hadn't been to this friend's house in over 10 yrs and that was back when he was still with his wife. I immediately hit the guacamole/chips and Stefano went to hang w/the guys for a few minutes. There were so many musicians there but I didn't know many of them since I've been out of the loop for so many years until recently. We immediately began drinking and I could not get off the Jim Beam/Cherry Coke Zero combo I'd brought. Later I had a hot dog and soon was feeling pretty damn good, so good that I ended up eating 4 of the damn cupcakes! Then I did see a few of my old musician friends, guys I'd partied with years ago and even one drummer I played in a band with! Stefano and I had a good old time though apparently I did get completely trashed. There's some pic's on my digital camera that are pretty damn interesting so that's how I know for sure.
After awhile he began hinting that it was time for us (me) to leave, heh heh. I don't remember much except that I was being kind of a loud obnoxious drunk like I do sometimes. He got me to my house and I lay on the couch and refused to move. Poor Stefano kept trying to cajole me to get upstairs to bed but I refused and passed out. I woke up a couple hours later and there was no Stefano in sight, but I heard him snoring upstairs so I got a big bottle of Smart Water, headed upstairs, brushed my teeth, got undressed and into bed w/him. I berated him for leaving me alone downstairs to "choke on my own vomit or perhaps someone else's"--I was still drunk obviously!
Since he goes to work so damn early he woke up around 5:30am and I had to let him out and I felt the need to keep apologizing for being such an insufferable drunk crazy bitch. But it's ok b/c Stefano still loves me! After he left I got back in bed and slept a couple more hours and woke up with if not the worst hangover ever, a bad enough one that made me convinced I need to learn once and for all when to say when. For real. I am definitely going to work on that one! A February New-Year's Resolution if there ever was one!
So today Stefano told me what he wants for his birthday which is next Tuesday. I have been asking him to give me a possible list of stuff that I can choose from. What he wants is actually something I suggested myself: a new pair of running shoes! When we went running on V-day he later said his heel hurt and he was wondering if he needed new shoes. I checked his tread and it didn't look worn to me, but I'm no expert. So I am so happy to get them for him! And he'll come running w/me some more. Speaking of which, I am going to run tonight even though it's going to be freezing rain tonight but I have to go b/c I ate those damn 4 cupcakes on Sunday and drank too much besides. Plus running w/the Ipod makes the run go by soooo fast and easy! It even has a pedometer on it! I love it!
At the party there was a band playing already outside in the back yard. It was a completely sunny, mild beautiful day! I hadn't been to this friend's house in over 10 yrs and that was back when he was still with his wife. I immediately hit the guacamole/chips and Stefano went to hang w/the guys for a few minutes. There were so many musicians there but I didn't know many of them since I've been out of the loop for so many years until recently. We immediately began drinking and I could not get off the Jim Beam/Cherry Coke Zero combo I'd brought. Later I had a hot dog and soon was feeling pretty damn good, so good that I ended up eating 4 of the damn cupcakes! Then I did see a few of my old musician friends, guys I'd partied with years ago and even one drummer I played in a band with! Stefano and I had a good old time though apparently I did get completely trashed. There's some pic's on my digital camera that are pretty damn interesting so that's how I know for sure.
After awhile he began hinting that it was time for us (me) to leave, heh heh. I don't remember much except that I was being kind of a loud obnoxious drunk like I do sometimes. He got me to my house and I lay on the couch and refused to move. Poor Stefano kept trying to cajole me to get upstairs to bed but I refused and passed out. I woke up a couple hours later and there was no Stefano in sight, but I heard him snoring upstairs so I got a big bottle of Smart Water, headed upstairs, brushed my teeth, got undressed and into bed w/him. I berated him for leaving me alone downstairs to "choke on my own vomit or perhaps someone else's"--I was still drunk obviously!
Since he goes to work so damn early he woke up around 5:30am and I had to let him out and I felt the need to keep apologizing for being such an insufferable drunk crazy bitch. But it's ok b/c Stefano still loves me! After he left I got back in bed and slept a couple more hours and woke up with if not the worst hangover ever, a bad enough one that made me convinced I need to learn once and for all when to say when. For real. I am definitely going to work on that one! A February New-Year's Resolution if there ever was one!
So today Stefano told me what he wants for his birthday which is next Tuesday. I have been asking him to give me a possible list of stuff that I can choose from. What he wants is actually something I suggested myself: a new pair of running shoes! When we went running on V-day he later said his heel hurt and he was wondering if he needed new shoes. I checked his tread and it didn't look worn to me, but I'm no expert. So I am so happy to get them for him! And he'll come running w/me some more. Speaking of which, I am going to run tonight even though it's going to be freezing rain tonight but I have to go b/c I ate those damn 4 cupcakes on Sunday and drank too much besides. Plus running w/the Ipod makes the run go by soooo fast and easy! It even has a pedometer on it! I love it!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Good Thing Stefano Loves Me
because I may have gotten a little out of control last night! Fortunately I did not lose my booze though I thought I was going to there for a few minutes.
Anyway, it was an absolutely awesomely good weekend! So much ridiculous fun took place. And Stefano and I are now officially saying "I love you" to each other so lotsa love is definitely in the air all the time, too! We kicked off the weekend with my gig on Friday night. My boy P. came over to my house while I was finishing getting ready and we started drinking there before going to pick up Stefano. I wore the thigh-high leather/suede boots and Leo did show up in his leather pants and George wore all black and his fedora. The gig went well and by the end of our set Leo was only wearing his wifebeater on top and I was only wearing my black tube top on top since we were both hot and sweaty. Some more good friends showed up to see me play and I even danced w/B.B. when the Hellcats took the stage. But Stefano and I didn't stay long as we wanted to get home and into each others' arms.
Saturday was sleep in day, of course. But after we got up I wanted to take Stefano to breakfast as a thank you for being my roadie/groupie the night before and I'd been craving pancakes for months now so we went to the wonderful New York bagel shop near our house. That way Stefano could have his bagels and lox etc. and I could have some blueberry pancakes which were sooooooo fuckin' delicious!!! Oh man! Then we went to go buy plants for my patio and under Stefano's advisement, I got 2 pretty pink geranium hanging flowerbaskets, 1 aloe vera, 1 cactus w/pink flower and 1 cactus w/yellow flower, plus a big bag of potting soil. We went to my house and since I already had a bunch of pots back there left by the previous homeowner all Stefano had to do was plant everything and place them in strategic locations and now my patio does look so much better! In fact, I should take some pic's but maybe I'll wait 'til the cactus are bigger b/c they are so small now.
We had a few hours before dinnertime w/his 'rents so he went home and I totally vegged at my place which was so great. I took the gig pic's off the camera (Stefano had taken most of them) and caught up on some DVR watching, tidied up, etc. Then showered and put on a white sweater/jeans/white cowboy boots for dinner. Stefano picked me up and we went to get his 'rents from their very swank high-rise condo and went to eat a nearby Chinese restaurant which was so yummy. Stefano's 'rents were leaving the next day for a South American cruise which sounds so luxurious and exciting! We had a very nice dinner and I gave them both big hugs when we dropped them off.
Sunday a.m. Stefano let me sleep in pretty late but then as I was waking up he snapped me out of it pretty fast w/the news that VAN MORRISON is coming to town in May!!! Holy sheep shit! We decided we HAD to go, and Stefano had an "in" with his American Express Gold card pre-sale so we got on top of that immediately and got the $65 seats b/c I thought $95 was just too much. Then it turned out that Stefano was able to use some of his credit card points and the tickets ended up costing us $0.00!!!!!!!!!!!!! O happy day! With that, Stefano left to go take his 'rents to the airport and I stayed at his place, lounging around, reading the papers, watching cable, relaxing... aaaahhhh...
Obviously there's more to this day but my head still hurts from last night's festivities so I need to take a break and will continue later. Damn I wish I'd brought the 600 mg. ibuprofin w/me today.
Anyway, it was an absolutely awesomely good weekend! So much ridiculous fun took place. And Stefano and I are now officially saying "I love you" to each other so lotsa love is definitely in the air all the time, too! We kicked off the weekend with my gig on Friday night. My boy P. came over to my house while I was finishing getting ready and we started drinking there before going to pick up Stefano. I wore the thigh-high leather/suede boots and Leo did show up in his leather pants and George wore all black and his fedora. The gig went well and by the end of our set Leo was only wearing his wifebeater on top and I was only wearing my black tube top on top since we were both hot and sweaty. Some more good friends showed up to see me play and I even danced w/B.B. when the Hellcats took the stage. But Stefano and I didn't stay long as we wanted to get home and into each others' arms.
Saturday was sleep in day, of course. But after we got up I wanted to take Stefano to breakfast as a thank you for being my roadie/groupie the night before and I'd been craving pancakes for months now so we went to the wonderful New York bagel shop near our house. That way Stefano could have his bagels and lox etc. and I could have some blueberry pancakes which were sooooooo fuckin' delicious!!! Oh man! Then we went to go buy plants for my patio and under Stefano's advisement, I got 2 pretty pink geranium hanging flowerbaskets, 1 aloe vera, 1 cactus w/pink flower and 1 cactus w/yellow flower, plus a big bag of potting soil. We went to my house and since I already had a bunch of pots back there left by the previous homeowner all Stefano had to do was plant everything and place them in strategic locations and now my patio does look so much better! In fact, I should take some pic's but maybe I'll wait 'til the cactus are bigger b/c they are so small now.
We had a few hours before dinnertime w/his 'rents so he went home and I totally vegged at my place which was so great. I took the gig pic's off the camera (Stefano had taken most of them) and caught up on some DVR watching, tidied up, etc. Then showered and put on a white sweater/jeans/white cowboy boots for dinner. Stefano picked me up and we went to get his 'rents from their very swank high-rise condo and went to eat a nearby Chinese restaurant which was so yummy. Stefano's 'rents were leaving the next day for a South American cruise which sounds so luxurious and exciting! We had a very nice dinner and I gave them both big hugs when we dropped them off.
Sunday a.m. Stefano let me sleep in pretty late but then as I was waking up he snapped me out of it pretty fast w/the news that VAN MORRISON is coming to town in May!!! Holy sheep shit! We decided we HAD to go, and Stefano had an "in" with his American Express Gold card pre-sale so we got on top of that immediately and got the $65 seats b/c I thought $95 was just too much. Then it turned out that Stefano was able to use some of his credit card points and the tickets ended up costing us $0.00!!!!!!!!!!!!! O happy day! With that, Stefano left to go take his 'rents to the airport and I stayed at his place, lounging around, reading the papers, watching cable, relaxing... aaaahhhh...
Obviously there's more to this day but my head still hurts from last night's festivities so I need to take a break and will continue later. Damn I wish I'd brought the 600 mg. ibuprofin w/me today.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Fun Looms on the Horizon
Ahhh, Fridays, my most favorite day. I was sooo damn tired yesterday and looked it too and although the guys forced me to go to the icehouse w/them last night after rehearsal and poured 3 beers down my gullet, I got a bit of rest since I passed out on my bed when I got home. Tonight I shall attempt to sell some DVD's after Job #2, then I'll get home, shower/change into my stage get-up (thigh-high leather/suede boots by Leo's request and he has also promised to wear his leather pants), get w/Stefano and we shall get to the gig say, 9:45ish. Li'l bro is also coming w/his gal pal so that'll be way fun.
Tomorrow I am SLEEEPING IN baby! And Stefano and I will go shopping for plants. Tomorrow night is dinner w/his 'rents. Followed by quality time together at his place. Sunday he takes them to the airport while I SLEEP IN, and that afternoon we have plans to go to a mutual friend/neighbor's birthday party which will also be mucho fun.
Tomorrow I am SLEEEPING IN baby! And Stefano and I will go shopping for plants. Tomorrow night is dinner w/his 'rents. Followed by quality time together at his place. Sunday he takes them to the airport while I SLEEP IN, and that afternoon we have plans to go to a mutual friend/neighbor's birthday party which will also be mucho fun.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Killer Mardi Gras!
Wow, yesterday was the best Mardi Gras ever! 1st I had 2 slices of king's cake for breakfast here at Job #1's annual party. Then I went to Target and bought me one of them there IPOD's! Yes, I am officially the last person in North America to own a damn IPOD! But I got one and brought it back to work and immediately started playing with it and downloading stuff and even got a couple of books on there. You can download books free from your local public library, ya know! Anyway... then I ate a big cranberry/raisin cookie at a meeting. Finally I ate a delicious slice of chocolate ganache tart made by one of my coworkers. Yummmmm...
After work I rushed home to get dolled up for the Big Concert! I met JFu at the Hard Rock for a drink beforehand--I had Disaronno. And what a show! 1st Kris came out and did a song solo, then he introduced Merle Haggard and band. Merle even did one song on fiddle and I just melted inside. What's funny is all the geezers that were in the audience! Plenny of old timers, folks my parents' age and older! I worried that me and JFu looked old. Well, we probably did to the smattering of 20-somethings in there! Anyway, the whole set list was played with sloppy beginnings and endings and they forgot lyrics and Kris dropped his harmonica but none of us cared. I was just so awed to be in the same damn room with them!!! And lord, it made me want to pick up the fiddle again... but I better learn how to play bass first, heh heh!
So after the show we went back next door for another drink--Johnny Walker black for me (they didn't have red). I checked in w/sweet Stefano who reported his gig went well and they got lots of tips besides! Then I decided to head to the Continental since it was Tues. night and LDB's awesome band was doing their weekly gig. I had another scotch and the place was pretty dead so I sat up front and just had an awesome time. I only stayed for about 6 songs, being sure to tip the band before I left, then went home and finished the 3 chocolate-covered strawberries technically after midnight but oh well.
Leo says we've got a gig this Fri. night and the price is right so I agreed. Stefano has offered to come and be my roadie and it should be a fun time! Tonight I shall go for a run after Job #2 since these past few days have been so incredibly decadent, then I want to chill out at home and just lounge, catch up on my DVR-ing and reading if possible b/c I have no more free time left this week, but worth it!
After work I rushed home to get dolled up for the Big Concert! I met JFu at the Hard Rock for a drink beforehand--I had Disaronno. And what a show! 1st Kris came out and did a song solo, then he introduced Merle Haggard and band. Merle even did one song on fiddle and I just melted inside. What's funny is all the geezers that were in the audience! Plenny of old timers, folks my parents' age and older! I worried that me and JFu looked old. Well, we probably did to the smattering of 20-somethings in there! Anyway, the whole set list was played with sloppy beginnings and endings and they forgot lyrics and Kris dropped his harmonica but none of us cared. I was just so awed to be in the same damn room with them!!! And lord, it made me want to pick up the fiddle again... but I better learn how to play bass first, heh heh!
So after the show we went back next door for another drink--Johnny Walker black for me (they didn't have red). I checked in w/sweet Stefano who reported his gig went well and they got lots of tips besides! Then I decided to head to the Continental since it was Tues. night and LDB's awesome band was doing their weekly gig. I had another scotch and the place was pretty dead so I sat up front and just had an awesome time. I only stayed for about 6 songs, being sure to tip the band before I left, then went home and finished the 3 chocolate-covered strawberries technically after midnight but oh well.
Leo says we've got a gig this Fri. night and the price is right so I agreed. Stefano has offered to come and be my roadie and it should be a fun time! Tonight I shall go for a run after Job #2 since these past few days have been so incredibly decadent, then I want to chill out at home and just lounge, catch up on my DVR-ing and reading if possible b/c I have no more free time left this week, but worth it!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
So I Didn't Eat the 3-lb Lobster on V-Day...
I ate the 4-lb lobster! Man oh man, what an awesome Valentina Day weekend. Stefano had red roses delivered to me. I've NEVER had roses delivered to me, anywhere, ever!!! They came on Sat. afternoon, sometime after my HOA meeting. Can I just say for the 110th time, how absolutely wonderful it is to FINALLY be dating a REAL man?!?!?!
So the weekend started out pretty damn fun and just went up from there! Me and li'l bro had a great time on Fri. night. I brought him a little 4-pack of chocolate-covered strawberries since he is newly single (I got the 8-pack for Stefano) and the little gift made him happy. We shared some nachos at the Tacos a Go Go before the concert and one of his ex-GF's who we are still friendly with showed up to hang w/us and it was good times all around. LDB's band opened up and they were killer, as always and I got a big hug from the very cute LDB. Lots of cool guys I knew were there and this one old musician friend of mine, V., bought me at least a couple of coco rums. I danced with him, my friend J., my friend F., and of course my cameraman friend BB. I danced a lot, so much that I had to go outside a couple of times in the freezing cold sans jacket just to cool off.
A couple of those guy/musician friends that I hadn't seen in awhile, upon learning that I'm going through a divorce, suggested we get together soon; however these guys are generally undesirable even without the musician dealbreaker hanging over their heads. In fact, I gave my # to V., thinking that he was just making an innocent suggestion and the next day got several text messages ("I couldn't sleep thinking of you") and phone calls, which I rejected!!! Jeez. So as soon as the headliner band finished up I split without saying goodbye to anyone (li'l bro and his gal pal had left already) and raced over to Stefano's and into his warm adoring arms.
Saturday a.m. we slept in of course and he made breakfast for us. I also got my V-day gift, a sexy fishnet bodystocking which I may or may not want to incorporate into some stagewear! But then I had to get to the HOA meeting and he had to get to the studio later as well. At the HOA meeting we had a quorum of homeowners incredibly and so we were able to vote a new board in. But we ran soooo late (like we always do) that instead of waiting around to get the tally I went home to relax and just lounge around a little before having to get ready for the night's patrol/street racing initiative. Mudflap took his Dodge charger as an undercover car so I just followed him over there since most likely one of us would be leaving earlier than the planned 0400 finish time. We ate for free at the "Chik" and then mustered up with everyone at the substation. S was there as I knew he would be, and our eyes met a couple of times. I don't know why he was even bothering to look my way and it upset me, frankly. I was also upset to see the Crown Vic in the parking lot and if I'd had my key with me I woulda totally gone in there to see if he still had my duffle bags he took with him!!!
The media was there interviewing the sheriff and putting our whole plan on the news so the initiative turned out to be kind of a bust. All me and my Sgt. friend/partner did was do a bunch of traffic stops and write a whole mess of tickets. The good thing was that we called it a night at 0100 and I raced home to shower and change and get to Stefano's nice warm bed.
Sunday we slept late and then Stefano made us eggs w/cheese and spinach, then we decided to go for our run; I had come over already dressed in my running clothes so there'd be no delay and no excuse! We went to the neighborhood park and did several laps, though we walked a little and talked/held hands for some of it. But I think we did enough to earn our decadent dinner, then we went to look at this nearby watering hole that I had heard about, then we ran by the Home Depot to look at plants since he will be getting his annual vegetable garden up and running next week and he is going to help me pretty-up my patio. While we were there my phone rang with yet another damn phone call from V. and I gave the phone to Stefano to answer it. He told V. I was not available, heh heh.
Then I went home to shower and relax and take more pain pills (I'd had a headache on and off since Sat. morning and nothing was helping it, unbelievably) and the 600 mg. of prescription Ibuprofin left over from my 2008 gum surgery finally did the damn trick! I got all prettied up, curled my hair, and Stefano came to pick me up and get his V-day gifts which I had put into a beautiful gift bag (recycled of course). The Palm was divine. It was dark, romantic, and the service was the best I've ever seen. The longtime manager came right over to Stefano and said hi (Stefano's been eating there for years w/his parents) which yes, totally impressed me. We had dirty martinis, oysters casino, heart of palm salads, I had the 4-lb lobster which I shared w/Stefano, he had the veal parmigiana, and then we shared the Key Lime pie for dessert. Oh. My. God!
We headed back to his place and he opened his gifts and then even though it was early evening we got into bed and after awhile fell into comas. I slept for 11 hours!!! I am now thinking of writing the "Lobster Coma Blues." Since yesterday was a holiday for me (not Stefano) I did sleep in a little until he had to go. He actually took the morning off from work so he could go to a funeral, one of his friend's parents who died from cancer. So I went home and relaxed.... ahhhh... it was so heavenly blissful! I did go to Job #2 in the afternoon to get a couple hours in since I won't be going tonight as JFu and I will be going to see the legendary MERLE HAGGARD and KRIS KRISTOFFERSON in concert tonight!!! Stefano has a Mardi Gras gig, otherwise he'd be there too.
After Job #2 yesterday I ran by Stefano's house to get my leftover lobster and also some of the chocolate-covered strawberries since I am giving up chocolate for Lent tomorrow. I hung out w/him for awhile then ran home to get my guns/ammo/targets and met my uncle at the gun range to fire off a few. Always a good time at the gun range and I shot pretty well, I must say! Then I went home to change the water in my tulips and roses and got to bed at a somewhat decent hour for me. Stefano said his 'rents wanted to go to dinner w/us before they leave next Sunday for their South American cruise, so we'll be going out with them on Sat. night, yay!
So the weekend started out pretty damn fun and just went up from there! Me and li'l bro had a great time on Fri. night. I brought him a little 4-pack of chocolate-covered strawberries since he is newly single (I got the 8-pack for Stefano) and the little gift made him happy. We shared some nachos at the Tacos a Go Go before the concert and one of his ex-GF's who we are still friendly with showed up to hang w/us and it was good times all around. LDB's band opened up and they were killer, as always and I got a big hug from the very cute LDB. Lots of cool guys I knew were there and this one old musician friend of mine, V., bought me at least a couple of coco rums. I danced with him, my friend J., my friend F., and of course my cameraman friend BB. I danced a lot, so much that I had to go outside a couple of times in the freezing cold sans jacket just to cool off.
A couple of those guy/musician friends that I hadn't seen in awhile, upon learning that I'm going through a divorce, suggested we get together soon; however these guys are generally undesirable even without the musician dealbreaker hanging over their heads. In fact, I gave my # to V., thinking that he was just making an innocent suggestion and the next day got several text messages ("I couldn't sleep thinking of you") and phone calls, which I rejected!!! Jeez. So as soon as the headliner band finished up I split without saying goodbye to anyone (li'l bro and his gal pal had left already) and raced over to Stefano's and into his warm adoring arms.
Saturday a.m. we slept in of course and he made breakfast for us. I also got my V-day gift, a sexy fishnet bodystocking which I may or may not want to incorporate into some stagewear! But then I had to get to the HOA meeting and he had to get to the studio later as well. At the HOA meeting we had a quorum of homeowners incredibly and so we were able to vote a new board in. But we ran soooo late (like we always do) that instead of waiting around to get the tally I went home to relax and just lounge around a little before having to get ready for the night's patrol/street racing initiative. Mudflap took his Dodge charger as an undercover car so I just followed him over there since most likely one of us would be leaving earlier than the planned 0400 finish time. We ate for free at the "Chik" and then mustered up with everyone at the substation. S was there as I knew he would be, and our eyes met a couple of times. I don't know why he was even bothering to look my way and it upset me, frankly. I was also upset to see the Crown Vic in the parking lot and if I'd had my key with me I woulda totally gone in there to see if he still had my duffle bags he took with him!!!
The media was there interviewing the sheriff and putting our whole plan on the news so the initiative turned out to be kind of a bust. All me and my Sgt. friend/partner did was do a bunch of traffic stops and write a whole mess of tickets. The good thing was that we called it a night at 0100 and I raced home to shower and change and get to Stefano's nice warm bed.
Sunday we slept late and then Stefano made us eggs w/cheese and spinach, then we decided to go for our run; I had come over already dressed in my running clothes so there'd be no delay and no excuse! We went to the neighborhood park and did several laps, though we walked a little and talked/held hands for some of it. But I think we did enough to earn our decadent dinner, then we went to look at this nearby watering hole that I had heard about, then we ran by the Home Depot to look at plants since he will be getting his annual vegetable garden up and running next week and he is going to help me pretty-up my patio. While we were there my phone rang with yet another damn phone call from V. and I gave the phone to Stefano to answer it. He told V. I was not available, heh heh.
Then I went home to shower and relax and take more pain pills (I'd had a headache on and off since Sat. morning and nothing was helping it, unbelievably) and the 600 mg. of prescription Ibuprofin left over from my 2008 gum surgery finally did the damn trick! I got all prettied up, curled my hair, and Stefano came to pick me up and get his V-day gifts which I had put into a beautiful gift bag (recycled of course). The Palm was divine. It was dark, romantic, and the service was the best I've ever seen. The longtime manager came right over to Stefano and said hi (Stefano's been eating there for years w/his parents) which yes, totally impressed me. We had dirty martinis, oysters casino, heart of palm salads, I had the 4-lb lobster which I shared w/Stefano, he had the veal parmigiana, and then we shared the Key Lime pie for dessert. Oh. My. God!
We headed back to his place and he opened his gifts and then even though it was early evening we got into bed and after awhile fell into comas. I slept for 11 hours!!! I am now thinking of writing the "Lobster Coma Blues." Since yesterday was a holiday for me (not Stefano) I did sleep in a little until he had to go. He actually took the morning off from work so he could go to a funeral, one of his friend's parents who died from cancer. So I went home and relaxed.... ahhhh... it was so heavenly blissful! I did go to Job #2 in the afternoon to get a couple hours in since I won't be going tonight as JFu and I will be going to see the legendary MERLE HAGGARD and KRIS KRISTOFFERSON in concert tonight!!! Stefano has a Mardi Gras gig, otherwise he'd be there too.
After Job #2 yesterday I ran by Stefano's house to get my leftover lobster and also some of the chocolate-covered strawberries since I am giving up chocolate for Lent tomorrow. I hung out w/him for awhile then ran home to get my guns/ammo/targets and met my uncle at the gun range to fire off a few. Always a good time at the gun range and I shot pretty well, I must say! Then I went home to change the water in my tulips and roses and got to bed at a somewhat decent hour for me. Stefano said his 'rents wanted to go to dinner w/us before they leave next Sunday for their South American cruise, so we'll be going out with them on Sat. night, yay!
Friday, February 12, 2010
It's Party Time!
Tonight begins BIG weekend fun! 1st of all I will leave Job #2 and actually have a couple hours to relax at home... ahhh! Then gonna go pick up li'l bro whereupon we will head to the Continental Club and Tacos a Gogo before Los Fabulocos tonight!!! Opening up will be LDB's band so it'll be nice to see him and my other friends in that band. I see on his FB page he is single again which is a shame for him b/c he needs love! But I would like to give him a big hug b/c he is sooooo damn cute. Me and li'l bro will dance and drink all night long and my friend F. should be in attendance as well. Around about 1am I will head home to the neighborhood to hook up w/Stefano, whose band is playing a gig and he should be done around then as well.
Tomorrow Stefano has promised to cook me breakfast (after letting me sleep in as he always does! BLISS) and then I gotta get to my annual HOA meeting/gay bitch screamfest which should be highly entertaining as it always is. We are gonna try to elect a new board and good luck to us with that! Then tomorrow evening I am going to meet up w/Mudflap so we can go to the special assignment together, 1st eating at ChikFilA, yum. Hopefully that assignment won't really last 'til 4am b/c I want to get to Mr. Wonderful Amazing Stefano asap!
Sunday I will be SLEEPING IN and I love Sunday mornings at Stefano's b/c we read the paper together and the New York Times. He drinks coffee and always makes me hot tea, the sweetheart. I have suggested that we go for a run together on Sunday so we can earn our delicious decadent delectable dinner that night at the Palm. I do want one of them 3-lb. lobsters and plenty of wine and of course dessert of some kind!
Last night I went to the "romance store" and got him some sexy underwear as that's what he said he wanted, and I got a couple other things like flavored body oil, etc. While I was shopping DA called me but didn't leave a message. I wish he would leave me alone b/c I do miss him sometimes before I remember how mean he was to me, but seeing him try to contact me tugs at my damn heart strings. Damn him!
Anyway, I think what I might also do before I go home is run by the store and also get Stefano some chocolate-covered strawberries or some such thing since fruit is at least healthy! And he will share them with me of course!
Tomorrow Stefano has promised to cook me breakfast (after letting me sleep in as he always does! BLISS) and then I gotta get to my annual HOA meeting/gay bitch screamfest which should be highly entertaining as it always is. We are gonna try to elect a new board and good luck to us with that! Then tomorrow evening I am going to meet up w/Mudflap so we can go to the special assignment together, 1st eating at ChikFilA, yum. Hopefully that assignment won't really last 'til 4am b/c I want to get to Mr. Wonderful Amazing Stefano asap!
Sunday I will be SLEEPING IN and I love Sunday mornings at Stefano's b/c we read the paper together and the New York Times. He drinks coffee and always makes me hot tea, the sweetheart. I have suggested that we go for a run together on Sunday so we can earn our delicious decadent delectable dinner that night at the Palm. I do want one of them 3-lb. lobsters and plenty of wine and of course dessert of some kind!
Last night I went to the "romance store" and got him some sexy underwear as that's what he said he wanted, and I got a couple other things like flavored body oil, etc. While I was shopping DA called me but didn't leave a message. I wish he would leave me alone b/c I do miss him sometimes before I remember how mean he was to me, but seeing him try to contact me tugs at my damn heart strings. Damn him!
Anyway, I think what I might also do before I go home is run by the store and also get Stefano some chocolate-covered strawberries or some such thing since fruit is at least healthy! And he will share them with me of course!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Tulips and Chocolate
...are the gifts Stefano showed up at my house last night bearing! He is absolutely Mr. Wonderful! The tulips are orange/red/yellow; the chocolate had raisins and nuts in it. There was also a dark chocolate bar. This all in preparation for Lent to begin next week. Stefano adores me! I shared my peanut candy with him and he ate almost all of a large square! ("Told you it was good stuff!" I proclaimed.) We got drinks and watched The Hangover in bed and I got to sleep at a very decent hour, prob. around 10:30. Unfortunately Stefano's internal alarm got him up at 5am and he headed home to get ready for work, but I slept 'til 8:30... bliss!
Job #2's early shift today where I taught the Vet Med instructors PubMed went fine and now I get to take tonight off. I just wish I didn't have to go to rehearsal in the cold and rain, but that damn Leo better pay me or else. I am gonna have to have a large, stiff drink in order to get through rehearsal. I did go for a short run last night (20 min.) but hey, at least I was out there. Stefano claims he gained 4 lbs. from our decadent weekend, which I find hard to believe but am now worried metabolism hits the brakes again around age 40 as it did when I hit 30. Crap! So yes, I am determined to keep up my current diet of attempting to eat like a bird. My days of big two square a day meals are gone if I want to stay slim. I am also getting into the habit of laying off the bread, which is my #1 vice. Well--maybe not "laying off" completely, but "not finishing" which is at least something and does save calories!
Job #2's early shift today where I taught the Vet Med instructors PubMed went fine and now I get to take tonight off. I just wish I didn't have to go to rehearsal in the cold and rain, but that damn Leo better pay me or else. I am gonna have to have a large, stiff drink in order to get through rehearsal. I did go for a short run last night (20 min.) but hey, at least I was out there. Stefano claims he gained 4 lbs. from our decadent weekend, which I find hard to believe but am now worried metabolism hits the brakes again around age 40 as it did when I hit 30. Crap! So yes, I am determined to keep up my current diet of attempting to eat like a bird. My days of big two square a day meals are gone if I want to stay slim. I am also getting into the habit of laying off the bread, which is my #1 vice. Well--maybe not "laying off" completely, but "not finishing" which is at least something and does save calories!
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
It's Date Night!
Stefano's gonna come over tonight and we're gonna cuddle in bed and watch The Hangover! Wheeee! I even cut short my scheduled shift at Job #2 so I can finish my run earlier and meet him at my house earlier. And it's finally time for some box wine tonight as well! I didn't get to go on my run again last night. The park was too dark, like very few lights lit and the bayou was completely deserted--WTF? I didn't feel like running w/my gun on me. No wonder Houston's one of the fattest cities ever, we have so few decent outdoor places to run and folks freak out just b/c it's 30 degrees. It's time like this that yes, I do wish I belonged to a gym but I get sooooo bored so quickly with exercising indoors! Tonight I WILL go to Memorial Park directly from Job #2 so there is no excuse and I'll prob. only run a mile and a half so I can get to my hot date!
Last night wasn't too bad, I got a lot of tidying up done around my house and I fell asleep early for me, sometime after 11pm. I'm so glad Stefano's coming over b/c it looks like I might not get to spend Sat. night w/him since I volunteered to work our next street racing patrol initiative which begins at 2200 and goes 'til 0400 though last time we shut it down around 0130. Unfortunately S is scheduled to work it too but the Major knows to keep the 2 of us apart so I'm sure it won't be an issue. Mudflap will also work it and I'll be patrolling w/my Sgt. friend so should be good times out there.
Last night wasn't too bad, I got a lot of tidying up done around my house and I fell asleep early for me, sometime after 11pm. I'm so glad Stefano's coming over b/c it looks like I might not get to spend Sat. night w/him since I volunteered to work our next street racing patrol initiative which begins at 2200 and goes 'til 0400 though last time we shut it down around 0130. Unfortunately S is scheduled to work it too but the Major knows to keep the 2 of us apart so I'm sure it won't be an issue. Mudflap will also work it and I'll be patrolling w/my Sgt. friend so should be good times out there.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
No Me Gusta El Frio
My feet are cold, dude. I have my heater blowing on them here in my office. It's 50 degrees outside. I had planned on going for a run last night before the cold front hit today but I wasn't able to b/c after Job #2 I had to run back by Job #1 to meet li'l bro for a minute and by then it was raining and dark and I knew there would be no one in the park near my house and for safety's sake (OTHER people's safety!) I figured it would be better to just swing by the grocery store for fruit and my peanut candy, go home, rest, eat Superbowl leftover steak that Stefano had sent home w/me, and tidy up my house (dishes, laundry, etc). It's gonna be this cold through the weekend, too. Boooooo! I want to try to go for a run tonight b/c I am still feeling like I'd like to detox a little from this weekend, all that boozing and eating good food w/Stefano.
In good news, I did find lots of my beloved peanut candy at the store last night, yay! I stocked up since Lent begins next week and I am giving up "chocolate" since giving up "sweets" last year was a colossal failure--too many birthday parties and such! "Chocolate" should be manageable even though it will still kill me. In fabulous news, Stefano is taking me to this restaurant on Sunday for V-day! He threw 3 restaurant ideas at me and I picked this one b/c it sounded like the most fun, also the 6-lb. lobsters sold me completely! Today he said he told his dad he was taking me there and his dad said, "Wow, you must REALLY like her!" Which he does of course! In fact, Stefano told me in a roundabout way this past weekend that he loves me, which totally touched me to the core of my heart. I wish I could say it back b/c he deserves it, but he also knows that I am still very vulnerable and wounded and trying to heal. I know he's patient and incredibly wonderful and if he keeps doing everything he's doing eventually he WILL get it said back to him!
I was puttering around my house last night, doing a bunch of stuff and I suddenly felt that wave of sadness/regret/loneliness that hits me when I am home alone more often than makes sense to hit me, frankly. I wanted to call Stefano but I never want to call him say, after 8pm b/c I suspect he's already getting ready for bed. And I couldn't drink any wine b/c I didn't go for my run and didn't want to waste the calories and also was still detoxing a little from the weekend anyway. I wish I would go ahead and complete the healing process but I don't know what to do more than I'm already doing. I guess I just need for this fucking divorce to be OVER already so I can feel at peace b/c I don't. I'm pissed every month when I have to pay that goddamn credit card bill of HIS fucking custody battle. I'm angry when I see all his shit still leftover in my house. I want to not be scared to tell Stefano--or anyone--I love them. SHIT SHIT SHIT.
So I have tonight and tomorrow night to get through still. I do want to go for a run tonight so that'll take up a bulk of the evening. Wednesday hopefully will be ok. Thursday is rehearsal even though I want to take this week off but I still need to get paid from Leo and I need that money. Friday I am going out w/li'l bro and then I hit the ground totally running all weekend long and nights will be spent in Stefano's adorable arms. Just gotta get through this week...
In good news, I did find lots of my beloved peanut candy at the store last night, yay! I stocked up since Lent begins next week and I am giving up "chocolate" since giving up "sweets" last year was a colossal failure--too many birthday parties and such! "Chocolate" should be manageable even though it will still kill me. In fabulous news, Stefano is taking me to this restaurant on Sunday for V-day! He threw 3 restaurant ideas at me and I picked this one b/c it sounded like the most fun, also the 6-lb. lobsters sold me completely! Today he said he told his dad he was taking me there and his dad said, "Wow, you must REALLY like her!" Which he does of course! In fact, Stefano told me in a roundabout way this past weekend that he loves me, which totally touched me to the core of my heart. I wish I could say it back b/c he deserves it, but he also knows that I am still very vulnerable and wounded and trying to heal. I know he's patient and incredibly wonderful and if he keeps doing everything he's doing eventually he WILL get it said back to him!
I was puttering around my house last night, doing a bunch of stuff and I suddenly felt that wave of sadness/regret/loneliness that hits me when I am home alone more often than makes sense to hit me, frankly. I wanted to call Stefano but I never want to call him say, after 8pm b/c I suspect he's already getting ready for bed. And I couldn't drink any wine b/c I didn't go for my run and didn't want to waste the calories and also was still detoxing a little from the weekend anyway. I wish I would go ahead and complete the healing process but I don't know what to do more than I'm already doing. I guess I just need for this fucking divorce to be OVER already so I can feel at peace b/c I don't. I'm pissed every month when I have to pay that goddamn credit card bill of HIS fucking custody battle. I'm angry when I see all his shit still leftover in my house. I want to not be scared to tell Stefano--or anyone--I love them. SHIT SHIT SHIT.
So I have tonight and tomorrow night to get through still. I do want to go for a run tonight so that'll take up a bulk of the evening. Wednesday hopefully will be ok. Thursday is rehearsal even though I want to take this week off but I still need to get paid from Leo and I need that money. Friday I am going out w/li'l bro and then I hit the ground totally running all weekend long and nights will be spent in Stefano's adorable arms. Just gotta get through this week...
Monday, February 08, 2010
Well Didn't I Have Superbowl Fever!
Excellent awesome good times yesterday at Stefano's Superbowl party, of which the only other attendee was ME! Killer fun times on Saturday at my gig and then that night w/Stefano. And wonderful tasty times on Friday night at Stefano's house for dinner.
Beginning w/Thursday night: George was in a depressed mood due to the death of his uncle the day before so we surely did go out after rehearsal to the icehouse. The boys had little patience to hear of my troubles w/DA, which got progressively worse as Thursday went on and he had now sent me some nasty emails and text messages, even going so low as to call me names like "psycho" b/c I de-friended his mean ass from my Facebook friends. Leo asked why was I even worried about this shit and he's got a point. But it still hurts me that DA could turn right around and be so mean and hateful towards me just so he can lash out b/c HE'S hurt. Thin line between love and hate, isn't there??? Anyway, so we as a band talked about the future and drank and philosophized. Leo got drunk (at least, I hope he was drunk) and was acting very naughty the whole night long. He and I made some private personal plans of our own and all I can say is, I'm looking forward to seeing how those pan out!
Friday was a nice sedate work from home day. After a quick run by Job #2 in the evening I got myself to Stefano's toot suite and he made stir fry shrimp and noodles for us. I brought a heart-shaped cheesecake topped w/strawberries that I got at La Mad. We drank Reisling and settled in for a long warm cuddly night w/each other. Sat. morning he made us a breakfast of scrambled egg whites and then we had to bid adeui to each other so I could get ready for my gig and he could get to the studio to begin mixing some of his band's CD. Although Leo was against my plan to get my haircut before the gig, I indeed made an appt. to do so and she styled me right up with sexy "performance hair." I just knew that after an afternoon of playing and drinking a lot there's no way in hell I'd want to leave the festivities and go get my hair cut!
The gig was fun and the mood was celebratory. The sun was actually FINALLY shining and it was just a great day to be outside, even if poor George was extremely hungover and drinking water. Li'l bro showed up w/his friend; my cousin showed up w/her husband; and the mutual friend I now have w/J2 showed up w/his wife and we finally got to meet live and in person! I was drinking vodka and Sprite and kissing hands and shaking babies before playing so by the time we finally got up I was in great spirits. Later a former librarian colleague/friend showed up as well. Lots of pic's were taken the whole day long!
Someone got the bright idea to ask me to serve as a judge in the Irish Stew cookoff contest so I was somehow able to do that; then I took off for home before I got drunker and once home I proceeded to pass out on my couch for a couple hours. In fact, since my phone was inadvertently left on vibrate it vibrated off the couch onto the floor while I was sleeping it off and people were trying to call me, including sweet Stefano! But it all worked out b/c when I finally woke up it was perfect timing for me and Stefano to go to the Last Concert for Rozzy's b-day party gig. We had sangria and nachos there and saw a lot of friends and musical peeps.
Sunday was going to be our Superbowl party together! We went shopping for dinner and snack items. We decided on boiled shrimp, brie, olive tampanade, steak, twice baked potatoes, portabello mushrooms, beer, Texas whisky, and pints of local famous ice cream from Hank's for dessert. Shit, I just realized I must be happy these days b/c I am actually writing about FOOD. Holy sheep shit. Anyway... so I commenced w/drinking the Texas whisky by early afternoon and relaxing and reading the papers and "sort of" watching the pregame shit while Stefano, or as I call him, Mr. Wonderful, cooked and grilled and took care of everything! What can I say but... we had a truly awesome fun day w/each other and of course our favored team the Saints won and then I stayed the night b/c we just wanted to extend the weekend as long as we possibly could!
Couple of by the ways... I got to hear the 5 finished songs off Stefano's band's CD and they sound very good and clean and polished. Makes me feel like I can't wait to hear our CD. Also, DA kept texting me during the pregame shows to ask if I would please reconsider coming over to his dad's superbowl party and how sorry he was and how much they all miss me and how lonely it is for him to not talk to me anymore, etc. etc. But all I responded was how sorry I am that he was so mean to me. DA will learn that this is why blues songs are written, how people regret treating their loved ones like shit and so the loved ones ending up LEAVING!!! It sucks but it's a fact of life!
Beginning w/Thursday night: George was in a depressed mood due to the death of his uncle the day before so we surely did go out after rehearsal to the icehouse. The boys had little patience to hear of my troubles w/DA, which got progressively worse as Thursday went on and he had now sent me some nasty emails and text messages, even going so low as to call me names like "psycho" b/c I de-friended his mean ass from my Facebook friends. Leo asked why was I even worried about this shit and he's got a point. But it still hurts me that DA could turn right around and be so mean and hateful towards me just so he can lash out b/c HE'S hurt. Thin line between love and hate, isn't there??? Anyway, so we as a band talked about the future and drank and philosophized. Leo got drunk (at least, I hope he was drunk) and was acting very naughty the whole night long. He and I made some private personal plans of our own and all I can say is, I'm looking forward to seeing how those pan out!
Friday was a nice sedate work from home day. After a quick run by Job #2 in the evening I got myself to Stefano's toot suite and he made stir fry shrimp and noodles for us. I brought a heart-shaped cheesecake topped w/strawberries that I got at La Mad. We drank Reisling and settled in for a long warm cuddly night w/each other. Sat. morning he made us a breakfast of scrambled egg whites and then we had to bid adeui to each other so I could get ready for my gig and he could get to the studio to begin mixing some of his band's CD. Although Leo was against my plan to get my haircut before the gig, I indeed made an appt. to do so and she styled me right up with sexy "performance hair." I just knew that after an afternoon of playing and drinking a lot there's no way in hell I'd want to leave the festivities and go get my hair cut!
The gig was fun and the mood was celebratory. The sun was actually FINALLY shining and it was just a great day to be outside, even if poor George was extremely hungover and drinking water. Li'l bro showed up w/his friend; my cousin showed up w/her husband; and the mutual friend I now have w/J2 showed up w/his wife and we finally got to meet live and in person! I was drinking vodka and Sprite and kissing hands and shaking babies before playing so by the time we finally got up I was in great spirits. Later a former librarian colleague/friend showed up as well. Lots of pic's were taken the whole day long!
Someone got the bright idea to ask me to serve as a judge in the Irish Stew cookoff contest so I was somehow able to do that; then I took off for home before I got drunker and once home I proceeded to pass out on my couch for a couple hours. In fact, since my phone was inadvertently left on vibrate it vibrated off the couch onto the floor while I was sleeping it off and people were trying to call me, including sweet Stefano! But it all worked out b/c when I finally woke up it was perfect timing for me and Stefano to go to the Last Concert for Rozzy's b-day party gig. We had sangria and nachos there and saw a lot of friends and musical peeps.
Sunday was going to be our Superbowl party together! We went shopping for dinner and snack items. We decided on boiled shrimp, brie, olive tampanade, steak, twice baked potatoes, portabello mushrooms, beer, Texas whisky, and pints of local famous ice cream from Hank's for dessert. Shit, I just realized I must be happy these days b/c I am actually writing about FOOD. Holy sheep shit. Anyway... so I commenced w/drinking the Texas whisky by early afternoon and relaxing and reading the papers and "sort of" watching the pregame shit while Stefano, or as I call him, Mr. Wonderful, cooked and grilled and took care of everything! What can I say but... we had a truly awesome fun day w/each other and of course our favored team the Saints won and then I stayed the night b/c we just wanted to extend the weekend as long as we possibly could!
Couple of by the ways... I got to hear the 5 finished songs off Stefano's band's CD and they sound very good and clean and polished. Makes me feel like I can't wait to hear our CD. Also, DA kept texting me during the pregame shows to ask if I would please reconsider coming over to his dad's superbowl party and how sorry he was and how much they all miss me and how lonely it is for him to not talk to me anymore, etc. etc. But all I responded was how sorry I am that he was so mean to me. DA will learn that this is why blues songs are written, how people regret treating their loved ones like shit and so the loved ones ending up LEAVING!!! It sucks but it's a fact of life!
Thursday, February 04, 2010
The Talk
Well hell, I am a little sad today. DA tried to call me several times yesterday and I didn't want to talk to him, also I was trying to think of how to word what I needed to say to him. Finally I answered as I was entering the park for my cold evening run in the rain. 1st off the bat he said that he talked to his grandma (the Mexican one that likes me) and she said she was looking forward to seeing me on Sunday at the superbowl party. Shit. Anyway, I told DA that I thought it would be best for both of us to take some time off of seeing each other so we can both reflect on our relationship and how or if we want things to progress--the usual textbook verbiage in this situation. He became a little argumentative, saying he didn't believe in "taking time off" and that I was "overreacting" and that I probably just didn't care about him. Oh my God--but I was too tired and exasperated to yell and scream in my defense so I just calmly stated my position and got off the phone w/him asap so I could go for my run. I only ran about a mile b/c I wasn't dressed nearly warm enough for the cold rainy weather but it was a good mile, very therapeutic. I felt very blueswoman, running in the rain like that.
When I got home I had already been formulating an angry song in my head about our conversation and it pretty much wrote itself. It's called "Quit Arguing With Me" (might change it to "Don't Argue With Me"). Later that evening I saw that he had sent me an email message. It was a long one and he finally came to his senses and agreed about taking some time off and also that he admits he's always been jealous that I have someone else in my life and that's why he hasn't been the best boyfriend he could be. It was a sweet, mature email and I'm glad he redeemed himself. I sent a nice one back, apologizing for hurting him and that I was sorry I'm going through a tough life transition right now where I have to focus on myself, possibly to the detriment and pain of others. I also said I don't know what's going to happen to us but that it's really not fair for me to expect anything from him anymore. I will definitely miss him and I'm totally regretful things turned out this way. But I honestly didn't expect for either him or Stefano to turn into boyfriend material. I didn't have any plans for either of them except for me to enjoy them and have a good time with them.
For some reason DA called me this afternoon but I did not answer and he didn't leave a message. I don't know what's up with that, but time off means time off. I already took his picture down in my office. Sniffle!
Stefano meanwhile continues to be the sweetest, most romantic adorable thing! He suggested us hooking up last night b/c he wanted to bring me flowers and also keep me warm, but I had to go on my run and although we briefly discussed him staying over I'd have had to get up at 4am with him in order to click him out. I hate how our schedules are so disparate, how he's such an early bird and I'm such a night owl. But whatever. I will definitely be on the lookout for another boytoy/manfriend/fuckbuddy asap b/c as much as I adore Stefano I need more attention/affection in terms of quantity than he can give me. Bad timing/scheduling, man, and there's nothing that can ever be done about that!
Rehearsal tonight and I just want it to be short and sweet. We're just gonna go over the CD songs as we're just doing an hour set on Saturday. Maybe the guys will want to go to the icehouse for beers afterwards; I'd love to run these men problems past them. Tomorrow I am SO glad to be working from home!!! My face is finally starting to clear up--Jesus!
When I got home I had already been formulating an angry song in my head about our conversation and it pretty much wrote itself. It's called "Quit Arguing With Me" (might change it to "Don't Argue With Me"). Later that evening I saw that he had sent me an email message. It was a long one and he finally came to his senses and agreed about taking some time off and also that he admits he's always been jealous that I have someone else in my life and that's why he hasn't been the best boyfriend he could be. It was a sweet, mature email and I'm glad he redeemed himself. I sent a nice one back, apologizing for hurting him and that I was sorry I'm going through a tough life transition right now where I have to focus on myself, possibly to the detriment and pain of others. I also said I don't know what's going to happen to us but that it's really not fair for me to expect anything from him anymore. I will definitely miss him and I'm totally regretful things turned out this way. But I honestly didn't expect for either him or Stefano to turn into boyfriend material. I didn't have any plans for either of them except for me to enjoy them and have a good time with them.
For some reason DA called me this afternoon but I did not answer and he didn't leave a message. I don't know what's up with that, but time off means time off. I already took his picture down in my office. Sniffle!
Stefano meanwhile continues to be the sweetest, most romantic adorable thing! He suggested us hooking up last night b/c he wanted to bring me flowers and also keep me warm, but I had to go on my run and although we briefly discussed him staying over I'd have had to get up at 4am with him in order to click him out. I hate how our schedules are so disparate, how he's such an early bird and I'm such a night owl. But whatever. I will definitely be on the lookout for another boytoy/manfriend/fuckbuddy asap b/c as much as I adore Stefano I need more attention/affection in terms of quantity than he can give me. Bad timing/scheduling, man, and there's nothing that can ever be done about that!
Rehearsal tonight and I just want it to be short and sweet. We're just gonna go over the CD songs as we're just doing an hour set on Saturday. Maybe the guys will want to go to the icehouse for beers afterwards; I'd love to run these men problems past them. Tomorrow I am SO glad to be working from home!!! My face is finally starting to clear up--Jesus!
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
It's Complicated
So I am considering breaking up w/DA or at least telling him to leave me alone for awhile. I am ultra-sensitive these days and I have every right to tell people that treat me less-than-lovingly to take a walk off a short pier and hug an octopus. It's my world after all, and frankly you gotta be pretty fucking special to be allowed into it!!!
Meanwhile Stefano texts me every morning telling me how beautiful/hot/talented/smart/etc etc I am and how much he misses/craves/adores etc etc me. This a.m. he called to go over our Chicago itinerary before he booked the plane tix and hotel. God, he is so awesome!!! I texted him asking him if he's "heaven-sent" and he texted back that *I* was. He's so incredible and wonderful!!! And he just called me a minute ago to gush about me some more. We'll be hanging out on Fri. night and he'll be making stir-fry for me and I got to pick what I wanted on it and he constantly says how much he loves to pamper me. He makes me so happy, all the time, everytime!
So why am I so upset about DA? Like J2 asked, what does he have to offer me besides weekday cuddling and 3 Stooges? Well, I love having sex w/him. And he really is funny when he's not being a moody little 24-year old. And I enjoy spending time w/him and his family, who all seem to like me a lot; I mean, they're always inviting me over to do stuff with them. And we really do have fun together. And I love having him as my weekday/Sunday night boyfriend since Stefano is limited to Friday/Saturdays. But yeah, his behavior has been less than desirable lately and it's making me feel a little over him. He needs to learn there are consequences to snapping at me in front of his brother and saying that I'm "annoying" just b/c I asked if he was going to finish his wine a couple of times. Later he said he had a headache and I said that explained why he was acting kind of grouchy all evening. He apologized 3 times for snapping at me but when I left I did so w/out giving him a hug or kiss. This a.m. he texted me and apologized again but I don't want to talk to him. He knows he's in trouble.
I don't know. I think at the very least I may want to take some time off from him. He needs to show better appreciation for having me in his life, me driving down to his house and spending my valuable time with him. And if he doesn't straighten up then that's fine too. I can always find another boyfriend to replace him.
Meanwhile Stefano texts me every morning telling me how beautiful/hot/talented/smart/etc etc I am and how much he misses/craves/adores etc etc me. This a.m. he called to go over our Chicago itinerary before he booked the plane tix and hotel. God, he is so awesome!!! I texted him asking him if he's "heaven-sent" and he texted back that *I* was. He's so incredible and wonderful!!! And he just called me a minute ago to gush about me some more. We'll be hanging out on Fri. night and he'll be making stir-fry for me and I got to pick what I wanted on it and he constantly says how much he loves to pamper me. He makes me so happy, all the time, everytime!
So why am I so upset about DA? Like J2 asked, what does he have to offer me besides weekday cuddling and 3 Stooges? Well, I love having sex w/him. And he really is funny when he's not being a moody little 24-year old. And I enjoy spending time w/him and his family, who all seem to like me a lot; I mean, they're always inviting me over to do stuff with them. And we really do have fun together. And I love having him as my weekday/Sunday night boyfriend since Stefano is limited to Friday/Saturdays. But yeah, his behavior has been less than desirable lately and it's making me feel a little over him. He needs to learn there are consequences to snapping at me in front of his brother and saying that I'm "annoying" just b/c I asked if he was going to finish his wine a couple of times. Later he said he had a headache and I said that explained why he was acting kind of grouchy all evening. He apologized 3 times for snapping at me but when I left I did so w/out giving him a hug or kiss. This a.m. he texted me and apologized again but I don't want to talk to him. He knows he's in trouble.
I don't know. I think at the very least I may want to take some time off from him. He needs to show better appreciation for having me in his life, me driving down to his house and spending my valuable time with him. And if he doesn't straighten up then that's fine too. I can always find another boyfriend to replace him.
Monday, February 01, 2010
Dese Past 4 Days Have Been the Bomb
Friday I called in again to work. I have this damn acne infection on my face and I was hoping another day of REAL R&R would help, but it didn't very much. Oh well. I did spend most of the day in bed and watched this amazing documentary, Lake of Fire. Also I read a little bit and got a good amount of relaxing in. Anyway, Friday evening Stefano came to pick me up so we could go to his parents' synagogue to see their 53rd wedding anniversary announced. The service was in a small classroom-sized room and all it was really was, was singing. The cantor was awesome though! I have always recognized what a musical people the Jews are, for real! I sang along when I could which was not very much, heh. Unfortunately someone missed the boat on the announcement b/c Stefano's 'rents were completely overlooked, which upset all of us! But then we went to eat at one of their fave sushi restaurants so that made up for a lot. Stefano and I drank sake and his 'rents had a couple of beers. His 'rents were so cute and fun and interesting and Stefano told me today that his mother said I was "charming"! After dinner I gave both his 'rents hugs and then Stefano and I went to my house to settle in for the night.
Saturday a.m. Stefano had to leave early b/c his harmonica player was totally nervous about the 2 days of recording their CD and insisted on meeting him for an early breakfast. I guess I have recorded enough that it doesn't faze me really. Stefano was also not nervous. Damn amatuer harp players! I went on patrol by 1500 hrs. and worked w/my FTO pal again. It was soooo cold outside that I didn't have high hopes for anything exciting and I was pretty right. We had one pursuit but we got there after the turds crashed out and were already cuffed and thrown in the patrol car. I found a blue bandanna on the ground and made sure to stand on it and kick it and stomp on it to show exactly what I think of those worthless fuckin' Crips.
I left patrol early so I could go pick up DA and get to my house, change, shower, and get to the Big Easy for the Alan Haynes show. It was SOOOOO packed, I couldn't believe it! I was a little concerned about any of my Big Easy musician peeps seeing me w/another guy that was not Stefano (B/c they're his peeps too), but it was so crowded hopefully nobody got too good a look at me. DA and I had a good time drinking and watching from the dance floor and cuddling/dancing a little. We got back to my house not too late, driving through Jack in the Box on the way home. I got some fried mozzarella and some breakfast biscuits for the next morning. Earlier that day I had bought a tablecloth for the dining room table and DA wanted to eat in there, so we did before we hit the sheets. It was kinda fun and quaint eating in the dining room! It does look kinda nice now, since J. had put out the pretty placemats and napkins.
Sunday we slept in sooooo late, it was so wonderful. We had a busy day ahead of us: finish watching the Mike Tyson documentary; exchanging it for Forgetting Sarah Marshall (DA had never seen); going to eat Mexican food near his house; going to Half Price Books; watching Sarah Marshall, and I wanted to see the Grammy's that night. We got most of it done except for 1/2 Price, but that place ain't going nowhere. We hung out at his house after eating and just lounged around. I got some texts from Stefano saying how well the recording had gone, which was awesome to hear. DA's dad invited me over next Sunday for a SuperBowl party, to which I accepted, and my policy is to accept the 1st invitation from either of my menfolk that comes through, so Stefano has now missed out if he wanted to invite me over. But this is the only fair way to handle my men's.
Stefano also told me that they will be mixing the CD next weekend, so he will have to miss my Saturday afternoon gig at the Continental; therefore I immediately invited DA and his parents, who I hadn't told about the gig b/c Stefano said he would be there. However today when Stefano called me he said he might be done early enough to still swing by my gig, but I am going to have to think of a nice way to say that I would prefer he didn't do that since DA will be there. Sigh. I also feel bad b/c Stefano asked me for my address today so he could send something to my house and pretty much hinted very strongly that it would be for Valentine's Day!!! Double sigh! Suggestions/comments will be accepted from anyone reading this, please! Hmm, perhaps I can get a song out of this too.
Of course... Leo is working on the music for my song I just wrote, "Constant Reminder" that is very much influenced by Stefano, and Stefano knows I wrote a song about/inspired by him. Today we made plans to hang out on Friday night, too. I started my next song, "Chocolate and Liquor" and the rhyming dictionary really helps me crank out these songs. Maybe tonight I'll work on it some more. Tomorrow night is Stooges night at DA's house again.
Saturday a.m. Stefano had to leave early b/c his harmonica player was totally nervous about the 2 days of recording their CD and insisted on meeting him for an early breakfast. I guess I have recorded enough that it doesn't faze me really. Stefano was also not nervous. Damn amatuer harp players! I went on patrol by 1500 hrs. and worked w/my FTO pal again. It was soooo cold outside that I didn't have high hopes for anything exciting and I was pretty right. We had one pursuit but we got there after the turds crashed out and were already cuffed and thrown in the patrol car. I found a blue bandanna on the ground and made sure to stand on it and kick it and stomp on it to show exactly what I think of those worthless fuckin' Crips.
I left patrol early so I could go pick up DA and get to my house, change, shower, and get to the Big Easy for the Alan Haynes show. It was SOOOOO packed, I couldn't believe it! I was a little concerned about any of my Big Easy musician peeps seeing me w/another guy that was not Stefano (B/c they're his peeps too), but it was so crowded hopefully nobody got too good a look at me. DA and I had a good time drinking and watching from the dance floor and cuddling/dancing a little. We got back to my house not too late, driving through Jack in the Box on the way home. I got some fried mozzarella and some breakfast biscuits for the next morning. Earlier that day I had bought a tablecloth for the dining room table and DA wanted to eat in there, so we did before we hit the sheets. It was kinda fun and quaint eating in the dining room! It does look kinda nice now, since J. had put out the pretty placemats and napkins.
Sunday we slept in sooooo late, it was so wonderful. We had a busy day ahead of us: finish watching the Mike Tyson documentary; exchanging it for Forgetting Sarah Marshall (DA had never seen); going to eat Mexican food near his house; going to Half Price Books; watching Sarah Marshall, and I wanted to see the Grammy's that night. We got most of it done except for 1/2 Price, but that place ain't going nowhere. We hung out at his house after eating and just lounged around. I got some texts from Stefano saying how well the recording had gone, which was awesome to hear. DA's dad invited me over next Sunday for a SuperBowl party, to which I accepted, and my policy is to accept the 1st invitation from either of my menfolk that comes through, so Stefano has now missed out if he wanted to invite me over. But this is the only fair way to handle my men's.
Stefano also told me that they will be mixing the CD next weekend, so he will have to miss my Saturday afternoon gig at the Continental; therefore I immediately invited DA and his parents, who I hadn't told about the gig b/c Stefano said he would be there. However today when Stefano called me he said he might be done early enough to still swing by my gig, but I am going to have to think of a nice way to say that I would prefer he didn't do that since DA will be there. Sigh. I also feel bad b/c Stefano asked me for my address today so he could send something to my house and pretty much hinted very strongly that it would be for Valentine's Day!!! Double sigh! Suggestions/comments will be accepted from anyone reading this, please! Hmm, perhaps I can get a song out of this too.
Of course... Leo is working on the music for my song I just wrote, "Constant Reminder" that is very much influenced by Stefano, and Stefano knows I wrote a song about/inspired by him. Today we made plans to hang out on Friday night, too. I started my next song, "Chocolate and Liquor" and the rhyming dictionary really helps me crank out these songs. Maybe tonight I'll work on it some more. Tomorrow night is Stooges night at DA's house again.
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