I had a pretty good weekend. I did a lot and I also did a lot of nothing, it makes for a pretty good combo. I was supposed to be going to a game night at Dustin’s Friday night, but he canceled. While I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do instead, M.Lo called. She invited me to go to dinner with her, J.Lo, J.Lo’s friend, and Jordan (this 7 year old J.Lo was supposed to be babysitting).
When we got to the skating place there were a ton of pre-teens and teens waiting outside to get in, because it was about to open. I just don’t understand how parents can drop their kids off and not even see them go in. It’s sad. How do they know that they are actually going to go in and not have older friends pick them up to go do dangerous things? Anyway, those kids were CRAZY obnoxious. I was doubting that I was going to be able to handle it. All that yelling and screaming was stressing me out.
M.Lo and I ended up being the ones to take care of Jordan all night because J.Lo was off being a little punk and trying to avoid even acknowledging the presence of her mother and I… as most pre-teens would do. I think she’s 12 or 11. Well, you know M.Lo and I are just plain evil, so we took every opportunity we could get to embarrass J.Lo. We’d skate by her dancing all goofy, we’d skate by screaming out her name. We’d stop in front of her and her friends and sign to her, “I love you.”
If J.Lo had just been nicer to us earlier we would have left her alone. Also, if she had been taking care of Jordan like she was supposed to, we wouldn’t have been as annoyed with her. That Jordan was too cute. At first I didn’t like her, cuz you know I don’t like anyone. But she sassed me a few times and I was like, “Oooh we’re going to get along real good.”
She was all sad because she didn’t have anyone to skate with so I said, “If you give me a minute to rest, I’ll go skate with you.” She said, “Ok, on one condition. You go get me a bottled water.” SNAP. I got her a bottled water, she took a few gulps and then said, “You’ve had a minute. Let’s go!” I was like, “Excuse me?” I leaned down and asked her to repeat herself, and she did, with just as much sass as the first time.
I tried to explain to her that the music was off and they were getting ready to do some kind of game. She said, “I don’t care. I’m still going to skate!” And there she went off to skate… the only one on the floor. They were about to do some game like dodge ball out there, but with a football instead of a big soft squishy ball. Oooh, I got all worried about Jordan getting knocked out. Luckily she got off and went to the side.
Ok so later on in the night we (M.Lo and I) were skating with her, one of us on each side, holding her hand. Actually, we did this pretty much all night. Anyway, we were going REALLY fast, pulling her around the circle, when this group of like 6 big teenage boys tripped in front of us and made a huge dog pile. It was too big to go over (usually we just stepped over casualties on the floor), and too wide to go around while still holding Jordan’s hands.
My first though… “OH CRAP! What are we going to do?” We were going too fast to stop and there wasn’t much choice. I looked over at M.Lo just as she let go of Jordan’s hand and started to go around the pile. “OH CRAP! NOW I’M REALLY SCREWED!” It was one of those times when you realize just how amazingly fast your mind processes information. All of these thoughts were running through my head in a matter of milliseconds. Once M.Lo ditched us I had the brief thought of letting go of Jordan too. She’s young… she would have just bounced off the pile and been ok. I’m older, higher off the ground, I could have been hurt.
I couldn’t do it though. I leaned down and scooped her up, lost my balance, and her skate hit some boy in the back (or head). I wobbled a bit and was able to put her back down safely. M.Lo skated over to us and I yelled “What happened?” She said, “Well, I didn’t know what to do so I just let go of her!” Glad to see she has that maternal instinct! NEVER DITCH THE CHILD! OMG!
It was pretty funny though.
Those kids skating were vicious. They were just whipping around in super speeds knocking people down and not even having a care in the world. I don’t know if I could have let my kids skate there. I’d be too worried. Some big teenager knocked into Jordan and almost pushed her down and I just about lost it. I screamed at him as he was skating off. I’m sure he unphased.
There was this little 4 or 5 year old skating around on in-line skates and he was amazing. He was doing laps around us, going incredibly fast. He had awesome balance and skill. We were in shock. First of all because he was so young and tiny, and secondly because there didn’t seem to be any adult around watching him. I think he was there with his older teenage brother.
We skated there from 7 until 10:30 when M.Lo finally had it with J’s bad attitude and we had to leave. My feet were sore but my legs were fine. I was exhausted from all the skating, doing the hokey-pokey, the limbo, the line dancing, and all that. It was crazy fun though. The only thing I didn’t like was that they never did a reverse skate. I’m not talking about skating backwards either, I mean when they change the direction of the skating. You know that when you go around the same direction over and over that one leg gets all tired from doing the same turns. You HAVE to call a reverse skate so that you can work out the other leg too. STUPID DJ!
Saturday I was on the couch all day watching movie in my boxers and a t-shirt. No point in getting dressed just to be on the couch by myself. I watched two DVDs, Silkwood (I KNOW! I’m the last Gay to have seen this) and Juste une question d’amour (Just A Question of Love). Silkwood was pretty good, sad but good. Everyone in that movie is UGLY UGLY except Kurt Russell. Well Meryl Streep isn’t so ugly, but that hair. OMG that hair. NO ma’am. Cher looks beat. Her face was all kinds of wrong.
Kurt Russell, on the other hand, wow. He used to be such a babe! I’ve never really found him attractive before, but he looks pretty darn good in this movie. Or maybe it was just that everyone else was just so UGLY that he looked good?
I expected to see more of Cher. I knew she got the Oscar for this role, so I assumed she would have had more lines in the movie. I kept waiting for her part to expand, but it never did. I can’t believe she got the Oscar for such a small part! Not that I didn’t think she was great, because she really was. I’m just surprised you can get an Oscar for such a tiny part. Did she had a prosthetic nose in this role?
Juste une question d’amour was an excellent movie. It kind of had the same premise as most gay movies. Boy pretends to be straight, uses his best female friend as his pretend girlfriend, gets found out by his parents, drama ensues, he falls in love. Same old schtick, but it was still really good. It didn’t feel like an old tired story-line at all.
Saturday night I went out. I had a great time out, like usual. Going dancing at RCC never gets old. I danced like crazy and amazingly my knee never gave out and my feet weren’t too sore. I was worried all that skating the night before would have interfered with my dancing. I drank a lot, but didn’t even get buzzed. I’m sure I just sweat it all out. GROSS. Also, I always drink a tall glass of water with every whiskey I order. Gotta balance the water and the alcohol!
I hung out in the DJ booth a lot. DJ TJ let me push some buttons to play music, which I find totally exciting. I always wanted to be a DJ, so as lame as pressing PLAY sounds, it was fun. Plus you get a really great view from up in the DJ booth.
Sunday I lounged around all day again. I didn’t go anywhere and I didn’t do anything. I will admit that I ate horribly all weekend. Seriously, I don’t know how my stomach hasn’t exploded yet. Friday night for dinner I had Sonic Size chili cheese fries with extra chili and cheese. Saturday morning I ate seriously about 25 vanilla (Oreo type) cookies (half the package to be exact), a bag of Funions, 4 Cherry Kit Kats, half an all meat pizza, and half a box of chocolate covered cherries. Sunday I had another bag of Funions, 6 Cherry Kit Kats, the other half of the pizza, two corn dogs, two mini Mr Goodbars, the other half of the package of cookies, and the other half of the box of chocolate covered cherries. I’m disgusting, I know.
Desperate Housewives was good last night. Not as much drama as usual, but still pretty darn good. Why is Bree’s daughter at home again? Isn’t she off at college? And where was her son, Andrew? OMG that was funny when the daughter had the boy hiding under the bed and Bree asked, “Danielle, is there a black man under your bed?”
I’m starting to not enjoy Grey’s Anatomy as much anymore. The characters are getting a little too whiny. The could possibly win me back if they’d give up on the storyline of George being in love with the EXTRA WHINY Meredith Grey, and have him turn Gay. He’d be much better as Gay.
