Another Saturday evening spent being un-Heather like

[plunkybug]

Yesterday got off to a slow start. We were supposed to got to the mechanic so Chas could get his wheels aligned before his trip to Atlanta. He is going to see a concert...Joe Jackson, and then to North Carolina to visit a friend of ours. Anyhow, the mechanic called and told him they were too busy and rescheduled for Monday. So I decided to meet with Kris and Maggie at the nearby Starbucks, but was unprepared for what they were actually doing there. I thought they were just going to gab, but it was more business related, and if Kris knew more about how long it was going to be she wouldn't have invited me in the first place. And I wouldn't have brought Chas along either, but we went out together cuz we were going to have a late lunch. Anyhow, no hard feelings to anyone. We kept ourselves amused for a while, while they talked, and then we went to a local Mexican restaurant to eat, and Kris met us there afterward. And she brought my Pampered Chef order from the party she held recently. Hoorah! I can't wait to try out my small stoneware bar pan. Anyhow, losing focus.

After we had lunch, Chas took my car home to do some work so I went home with Kris to hang out with her and the kiddles for a while. they were all surprised to see me there. Steve's daughter, Siren, came up to me and said, "I missed you," which was really sweet, since I haven't had much time to get to know her. It was fun to watch the kids running and yelling outside...and being kids. : ) It was wonderful to see them eating fruit for a snack! I thought that kids were too cool to eat fruit these days, with all the other snacks available to them from the store. What a refreshing site. Of course, between watermelon and grapes, there were runaway grapes on the patio ground, and watermelon juice everywhere.

She had to bring me home not too long after though, as I had to get ready for my sister-in-law's birthday dinner celebration. We went to Joe's Crab Shack for Karen's birthday. God that place is so annoying! I mean the food isn't bad; it is just average, but periodically, all the waitstaff have to get up and dance to really loud and obnoxious songs and look like total asses. Everyone else enjoyed it though, so maybe I am the real loser here, and not the waitstaff. And I admit is was was fun when they did their embarrassing birthday thing for Karen...they put wings on her back, and gave her a magic wand. Every time they said "stop" while singing "Happy Birthday" to her, she had to go to a table and say, "I'm a Fairy Princess, and today is my Birthday," which luckily for her was only a few tables.

We got home about 10:30 or so, and as a last minute decision, I called Kris to see if she still wanted to go downtown to Independent Bar. I told her I don't dance, but I will go with her and listen to the music...it is always retro 80's with a spike of goth and industrial. She got me onto the floor after a while, though I felt like a dork. I just don't get compelled to dance when I hear music. Tap my feet or fingers occasionally, yeah, but move my body and dance? Nope, I just don't feel a thing, and I don't think "learning" is the right way either. There is nothing natural, compelling, or instinctive to me; no urge to want to dance, even if I love the music. And let me tell you that I knew just about every song they played for the first hour or so, and I was singing my fool head off! I should want to dance and feel it inside me, rather than "acting out" steps or movements, but I don't. We ran into a some lj friends including a friend from work, who I knew was going...one of the reasons I volunteered to go to the club and make a fool of myself on that dance floor in the first place. He was drunk, but very loving and friendly to me. I got some seriously good hugs out of him. : ) The friend contingent all believed that all I needed was a few drinks to loosen me up, as I can be "so bloody Prussian" at times, and that would help me dance more comfortably. I dunno though. I mean, I don't think I should have to rely on alcohol to be able to dance. There are plenty of people that can dance without drinking. Secondly, I don't really drink much, but when I do, I just don't hold alcohol well. One full drink makes me uncomfortably warm and drowsy. A second, and I'm not much fun, as my only goal becomes, "where is the closest bed," and it is a struggle to do anything else.

Anyhow, I did have a nice time out, despite the lack of dance thing on my part. Kris and I are making plans to hang out more while Chas is gone next weekend. Making Happiness Soup and garage sale hunting. Anyone else in town I can whore myself out to and spend time with? ; ) Well, headache is subsiding and cramps are kicking in to replace the lack of head pain. I just can't win. :)