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!