Wow, it has been a long time since I have had a chance to update anything about my life on here. I have been able to check in from time to time, but I just haven't been able to find the motivation to actually sit down and type out a post.
Gosh, I have to recap the whole month of March!
SO the first weekend of March, my best friend Jen and I drove down to Kansas City- any of you peeps live around there?! We wanted to hit up the Power and Lights District a bit. Gosh, we had a good time. IT was our first long roadtrip together (3 hours) and we've been best friends for 8-9 years.
We stayed at this nice loft downtown, and it was amazing. Made me want to move to a big city and get a loft. WE went out drinking and in the Power and Lights District at a bar called Howl at the Moon. IT was amazing. They had dueling pianos that were actually super good. And we basically joined this bachelor's party and had a grand ol' time.
There were parts of it that were a little weird, though. Like, how we got integrated into the group was Jen and I were sitting at this table on the dance floor, and one of the boys in the bachelor's party, John, got up and had this huge drink that I wanted, and I just blatantly started pointing at him while talking to Jen, and he came over to tell us what he was drinking so we could get the same thing, and then he never left our side. He was pretty nice. Very nerdy. Then he came and asked me if I'd sit on the groom-to-be's lap for a dance, and I thought he meant all I'd have to do is lean up against him, so I said yes. I was wrong. He full on pulled me on his lap on these tall ass chairs where I couldn't touch the ground, and he was bouncing me up and down and it was just weird. As soon as the song ended, I was gone so fast. So then I'm dancing with Jen and this other guy in the party comes over and is dancing with me and starts feeling up and under my dress, and I just remember having this horrified look on my face as I made eye contact with this girl up at the bar, and she looked like she wanted to come help me- but she never did. The guy was a creep because John told us later he's actually married but takes off his ring. Gross. When I drink, I get very kissy and touchy. Well, JEn left me alone to go to the bathroom, which is a huge mistake when I'm this drunk. I have a hard time saying no when I'm sober. IT's worse when I'm drunk. SO this guy not in the bachelor's party pulls me onto the dance floor and is spinning me around and then starts making out with me. And I remember thinking "This guy is exchanging saliva with me. I hate spit, and he's getting it in my mouth." When Jen came back from the bathroom, I gave her the signal to come get me away. (The signal is me waving my free arm and giving this wide eyed, horror expression.) IT happened a few times. Though I only remember making out with the one guy. We were there until the bar closed, and couldn't get Uber to work to call a cab, so we decided to just walk back to our hostel since it was only about 9 blocks away. Bad idea. Took us an hour to get back, and this guy kept circling the block and coming up and asking us if we were okay. Which sounds sweet, but it got creepy after we told him we were fine twice.
The next morning, I woke up fine, and Jen was a little hung over. I am so glad I never get hung over. I am one lucky duck.
Then the next week, I road tripped with my dad down to Oklahoma City to watch the Oklahoma City basketball team, Thunder, play the CLippers. JJ Redick, the love of my life, plays for the clippers, and this was the closest I'd ever get to him. WEll, the closest I'd get that was an actual fun game to watch. Going down there, I honestly did't think I'd ever actually get to be up close to the guy let alone actually meet him. But I did! I got to be down on the baseline and waited for him to come out of the tunnel, watch him shoot around, and then when he went to go back to the locker room, I caught his attention first, and he came over to me and signed my shirt and my dad's program. I said thank you, and he said you're welcome, and it was the best conversation I've ever had. I was seriously cheesing out. It was almost pathetic. MY dad and I kicked ourselves later: why didn't we talk to him more? Like, ask him a real question. Oh well, gives us an excuse to go watch another game.
The next day, we did a lot of sight seeing. We went and got to see the OVerholser Mansion, which was the neatest thing I've ever seen. Talk about walking back in time to 1903. Seriously, go check this place out if you like history. Then we went to the COwboy HEritage Museum, which wasn't as impressive as I thought it'd be. We walked through the botanical garden, but there weren't many flowers actually in bloom. Then we went golfing in the ghetto, but had a good time. I played pretty well for a change. Got a sunburn while I was at it. It's almost embarrassing how white and fair my skin is. WE also found this really cool BBQ place that had amazing food. That night, we went to Bricktown and listened to some dueling pianos, but they weren't even close to being as good as the ones in Kansas City were. So we got bored and went to Hooters before heading back to the hotel. We drove all the way back the next day, but stopped at my brother's college to say hi. It was the first time I've ever been to his college. It looks pretty sweet.
I was home last weekend, too, and we found this old key to my grandma's storage locker that we must have missed when we went through her stuff last year after she died. We found some cool stuff in there. Mostly Christmas stuff and an old typewriter and a 50 year old sewing machine that still somehow works.
Then last night, I went home again for my brother's Confirmation. I am his sponsor, and I'm really proud of the fact that I was both my brothers' sponsors. Better shape up my act and lead them down the path of righteousness.
I have been home every weekend but this weekend this month. Which is great to see my family, but sucks on the money aspect of it all. And then I have to go back home next weekend for Easter. Then I should be good for a while before I'll need to go back again. But we'll see.
I'm really wanting to get back into writing right now. But inspiration is running a little low. If you have any writing prompts to share, that'd be great!
How've you all been?!
