So, I did something the other day that I wouldn’t normally do. I posted on Facebook that I would be in my old hometown on Saturday morning, if anyone wanted to meet me for coffee. As it turned out, I got three responses. One of them showed up, a former classmate who heads up the reunion committee. It was so cool to have a chance to just hang out and talk.
My reason for putting the call out was because I was heading out to my dad’s and I knew I was on time constraints because of things I needed to get done. I figured if I arranged to meet someone earlier, it would force me to get an earlier start, thereby getting back home earlier as well. And it worked. I went to my dad’s, accomplished what I’d set out to do, visited with my stepmom’s family for a bit and headed back home.
While I was taking care of a few things around the house, The Boyfriend made plans for us to meet some friends at the Olive Garden. I wanted a chocolate martini, and yes, even though I said I wasn’t drinking until after the Super Bowl, I allowed myself an exception based on the fact that it was with dinner, which meant no smoking. And it was lovely. Both the martini(s) and the company were lovely.
We headed back to the house afterward and The Boyfriend watched a movie while I read a bit. Sunday morning, I woke up and prepared to meet my friend Peg for lunch. Haven’t seen her… since June? Wow. That’s sad. We had fun, though, and she vented because she needs to. Note to self: make more time for Peg.
Later, The Boyfriend and I had dinner with MDFW and her family. It’s been a very long time since I’ve sat at the dinner table with kids and it was an absolute riot!
In between all of this, I was on the highway a lot this weekend. And given that I discovered one of my favorite bands had released a new album last summer that I was unaware of (until the other night when I downloaded it off of iTunes), I was quite enjoying myself. Both days were icy cold, but the sun shone brightly. I was ridiculously happy.
I guess I was right about Blue.