Great Weekend

Do you ever have those weekends that are perfect, even though nothing super big or exciting happened? But that’s almost what makes them so perfect? I think I just had one of those. It started Friday, as most weekends start. I went to my parent’s house after class got out. Three horrible, boring hours of introductory bar prep. How to write essays. Shoot me in the face, please! Luckily, It Girl and I switched out of the Friday morning class and into a Thursday evening one. When planning our schedules, she didn’t seem to think it would matter if we had that class Friday morning. And ever being the “go with the flow” kind of person, I agreed. Then when it came time for the class, she realized that that class was going to suck. Luckily, the professors agreed to the switch, so no more Friday morning classes for me. Score!! (And, as a personal aside to It Girl: I told you so!!) So my mom and I had plans on Friday night. I haven’t had date night with my mom in a while, so this was fun. For Christmas my sister got me tickets to the Pee Wee Herman Show. Yeah, he brought his show to the stage. It was so cool!! Just like the actual show! It had all the same characters, and the same gags. Pee Wee came out to a standing ovation. The crowd was super hip. Lots of young hipsters. I don’t get what happened to Pee Wee. I mean, he was in an adult theater and touched himself. Maybe I don’t understand, but isn’t that pretty par for the course when it comes to men in adult theaters? Don’t they go there so they can touch themselves in the privacy of an adult theater? It’s not like he was at a Disney movie touching himself. Roman Polanski had sex with a 13 year old, and people still consider him a great director. That seems way worse. Who did Pee Wee hurt? No one! They hurt me when they took his show off the air. I used to LOVE Pee Wee. In fact, when I first got Netflix, the first thing I ordered was a season of Pee Wee’s Playhouse. So, you get the picture. I love Pee Wee. I had so much fun at the show! My mom did too, which made me glad she came with me. ATC really wanted to come with me, but I had to take my mama. I told ATC I’d go with him a different time. The show’s around for a couple more weeks I think. So Friday was fun. Saturday I was stuck in Bar Prep for like a million hours. Constitutional Law. I wanted to kill myself. I wonder if it’s too late to change professions. I think farming has its perks. I’d be an amazing farmer I think. Well, aside from the fact that I hate getting up early. Other than that, I’d be an amazing farmer. It’s in my blood. Saturday night I hung out with It Girl and her sister. We went to Ikea to find furniture. Then after figuring it out, and getting the boxes we needed, we realized there wouldn’t be room in the car for any of it. Well, at least it was a good scouting mission. And, I do love Ikea. It’s hard to not want to buy so much stuff when I’m there! I swear that I could go broke on candles alone there! I’m going to be homeless, but at least I have pretty candles!! After Ikea we went to BJs for pizza and beer. It was just an “I NEED BEER NOW!!!!” kind of night. We only had a few, but I still got a little tipsy. I yelled at the Drywaller for getting back together with his lame girlfriend. Normally I don’t tell him when I think the girls he dates are bad. But this girl is young and immature and treats him like trash! He doesn’t deserve that! He needs a girl who loves him, despite his surliness. Our friend, New Best Friend (NBF), met us for dinner too. He’s a guy who we go to school with, who all of a sudden has become really good friends with us. He’s the nicest guy in the entire world, and It Girl and I feel completely protective of him. He lives right where we were, so he came to meet us. We had so much fun! And, It Girl took the best picture of me. No, literally, I think it’s the best picture that’s ever been taken of me. I’m not super photogenic, so I was stoked. I guess saying it’s the best picture when one doesn’t take good pictures isn’t really saying a lot. NBF said “Why don’t you look like this in real life?!” What a jerk! Ok, not really. That was actually pretty hilarious. After dinner, NBF left, and the 3 of us girls went to watch Fame. I love cheesy dance and singing movies. I’m a sucker for them. Step Up? Love it! You Got Served? I own it. Drum Line? Yes please. I was super excited for Fame. But, it didn’t live up to my expectations. Sure, there were some good entertaining parts. But, overall, so not impressed! And then I was bummed that a cheesy movie let me down. How dare Hollywood treat me that way! The upside to that night is that we were at Little Sister’s fiancé’s house (he’s LAPD) and he has the cutest little bulldog!! I think it’s just over a year old. Something like that. He is so cute and slobbery and snorty and adorable (the dog, not the fiancé.) And he likes to lick your ears. (Again the dog, not the fiancé.) Sunday I met up with my sister for coffee. She had 1 of her dogs with her: my little puppy. Ok, she’s not really a puppy anymore, she’s 4 and a half. But, she will always be my puppy. We chatted for a while at a coffee shop before she had to head back to LA. Then I met up with It Girl and we just hung out and watched tv. I was going to make her dinner, but I ended up cutting my stupid finger. I guess that’s the universe trying to tell me that I shouldn’t be cooking. Or, maybe that I should not use knives. Like, I should stick to pre-cut foods. I wonder if I could hire someone just to cut food for me? Perhaps I should just invest in Band-aids. It Girl had to finish dinner for me. What a good friend! Monday my sister came back down to hang out. We studied down at the beach house waiting for a tsunami to come get us. The storm was insane! The ocean was so rough with bigger swells than I’ve ever seen! It made me wonder how sea animals and fish live in such turbulent waters. I picture the little fishes just being thrown around. Poor little Nemo getting taken from his papa by an angry Poseidon. Ok, I’m sure the storm doesn’t actually affect the creatures deeper down. But, it’s still sad to think about. The waves were so intense that they were shaking the whole house. My puppy was so afraid. She finally curled up on my lap for a long time and tried to sleep, but couldn’t fall asleep for very long before waking up with a start. It might be the saddest thing to see a scared 80 pound pit bull curled up on one’s lap. She really is the sweetest thing in the ENTIRE world!! After a few hours of studying, my sister and I met up with It Girl and we saw Leap Year. Oh. My. Gosh. The best romantic comedy in such a long time! I don’t care that people are saying it’s obvious. It’s so good! It makes me want to move to Ireland! Maybe all the good guys are in Ireland. Ok, that’s not true. I love American boys. Plus, the guy reminded me of the Marine. My Marine. Everything about him: from his surly, sarcastic attitude, to his stand-off attitude which hides his sweet side, to his eyebrows. Yes, his eyebrows reminded me of the Marine. It’s not weird to say that. It’s something about the way he used them to emphasize points. The way he furrowed them. I don’t know. It was the eyebrows. So, even when I’m trying to just have a girl’s weekend and have fun, I’m thinking about my Marine. This is going to be a long 5 months! Again, not that I’m waiting for him. But…if it quacks like a duck and walks like a duck…