Small Hands...

This week has been CRAZY - work, house, bleck... won't even go there.
Things that are cool however - my lovely friend Ann is going to be in my neck of the woods in a mere 8 days which means I get to see her. Love it.
Things that are cool but my selfish side is pouting about - Beth got into grad school in New Orleans which is really great. But really sad. SHE IS MY BUD. We talk almost everyday and see each other every week. I am not sure what I am going to do with out her. I know to some people that may sound very selfish and well... a little codependent but she is MY BUD.

She is the girl w/whom I can have this night:
Dinner at an Irish pub downtown w/drinks that grow hair on one's chest. ATTRACTIVE. Oh and did I mention they sat us in the corner. Apparently my I love Geeks shirt w/Millhouse on it offended them. Whatever.
Then off to the Paradise for a Spotted Cow. Where we decided that bar is much more fun when it is late. Too many scary old drunk people that time of day. They thought we were there because of the art fair. To which Beth commented come here at night bitch... :)
Then a walk to the capital and around the square. We saw this woman with Flock of Seagulls hair and of course Beth sang I ran to me. To which we got an old gay man very upset and repeatedly said we were obnoxious. Hey I got an idea don't walk so close behind me you can hear my every word I am whispering to my friend.
We sobered up and headed to the carnival in the mall parking lot. Beth's grandparents were carnies so she loves them. She knows all sorts of interesting carnie facts and knows what to do at a carnival. Even though I hate heights we rode the Ferris wheel. Of course more singing - "Once, twice, three, twenty times a lady. " When we got on I asked Beth how many rides she thought we would get - she said two - then it was three and then the guy forgot about us til finally someone else wanted a ride. THANK GOD.
We talked to this very nice lady who ran the balloon dart game and she gave me a deal - 2 darts for $2 it is supposed to be $2 for one. I of course popped both my balloons and one a bobblehead dog. The lady was really nice and congratulated me. What I felt bad about - my brother's favorite thing to do as a kid was take me to the local fair and make me win him prizes. Because I rule at the dart balloon game. As long as the tips are metal - it is all good. It got to the point where the fair we went to wouldn't let me play anymore. Now ask me to play darts in a bar w/a plastic tip - I suck.
Then Beth introduced me to a funnel cake. That is right I have never had a funnel cake.
Oh my so good.
Thank you for that intro. My hips curse you but my tummy thanks you.
We had so much fun and we always do.
I can sing and laugh, cry, and dance with Beth. I can be the most true and honest me I can be with her and I am going to miss that.
BUT - I am so happy for her. She deserves this so much and Chris is such an excellent chef that somewhere like New Orleans will equal nothing but good things for them.
Besides New Orleans and Beth - oh my the trouble I can get into and the songs we can sing.