Monday, September 09, 2002


Friday

I met my sister, brother-in-law, their roommate and my father at the Bayricher Hoff for 7:00 reservations. We were surprised to learn they had a party tent in the parking lot with a music and lots of brew. We had dinner being serenaded by the accordion player. Many toasts later we were outside at the tent - I was dancing around by myself but soon enough I had some older gentlemen taking me out on the dance floor. Polka's and waltz.......ROCK ON! Had a groovy time until my sister came grabbing for me telling me that they were leaving. ..... Ugghhhh!!! Already?!?!

I wanna go back.....

Got home and headed to Marks for a movie - Dazed and Confused. YEAH!! Good flick. Fell asleep.....still buzzed from my German Beer.

Saturday

Woke up to a screeching alarm clock in dire distress and a massive head ache. My eye lids were like blinking cardboard and my mouth was dry. Did I drink last night? What?? I'm working fest again? Ugghhhh......

Off to fest we go......as we melted away in the heat I met John the Balloon guy. We met a few years back from chatting online we met and lost touch. After talking with him again recently I found out that he worked 500 yards from me!

"It's a small world after all.... It's a small world after all....."

Anyway, it was great to see him again. I was invited to be initiated into the world of festies by Dave, Dave and Earl. (first thing I thought of was that Newhart show where that dude Larry says. "Hi! I'm Larry and this is my brother Darrell and this is my other brother Darrell.") I so graciously declined due to my date with Duane but told them I was very flattered. I finished working fest - left Mark there for after hours fun and headed home to get ready for my date with Duane. I hit the bed and I'm beat but I trudge on - give Duane a call. Find out he hasn't planned anything. Hmmmmm, well? We met eventually. What did I think? I think I'm not to worried about making plans with Duane again....

Sunday

I wake up - TIRED AS HELL. Shower. Dress in costume. Head for the door.... still sleeping. I get there to a freshly shower Mark, a glaring Angie and posse and an always chipper LaJeanne. I'm wonder - why does Mark look so good? I thought he slept in the straw?

Mark found a 'home' to sleep in or should say stay at. Why would I think any different? Lead a horse to water and he will drink. So I met Karen, the incense girl. Seemed nice enough but my, my, my......Mark, Mark, Mark. When will you ever learn?

Mark and I met up with John on our break and watch some great shows. John graciously gave me a great should massage and I was butter. I don't think I've had such a great massage before. My back was in pain but later it was worth it. Apparently I have some knots..... Stress I suppose. Wonder what I'd be stressed about? *grin*

THE HEAT! When will the heat ever stop?!?! I sweat and sweat.... burnt my boobs again. Watched Mark melt ice cubes on every unsuspecting women with a spec of skin showing. That is always a joy to watch women scream in horror, shock and glee. NOT!? Where are my men?! Dave, Dave and Earl made no stop today! I must have missed them due to the odd shift I was working. DAMN! Met a whole lot of cool people. Talked to some even cooler people. The day was done and I was heading home.

Mark tells me all his stories on the way home..... it was for sure a TMI situation.! (to much information) I dropped him off and headed home.
HOME!! My Bed! My SHoWER! MY BED!!!
Wired as hell I yap online and play some solitaire trying to forget I haven't slept all weekend or had 5 minutes to myself.

Monday
I woke up an hour late. My body aches. My head hurts. My eyes are bloodshot. My ankle is throbbing. My back is bruised. OMG I have to work! I have to work?! I'll just call in sick.... I'll just explain that I'm dying from the west Nile mosquito illness and everyone will understand.....

Ok, maybe not.

So off to work I go. The day goes ok and went even better are Ty and I setup getting together on Sunday for the game and some Walleye. Woo hooo! Should be fun. Came home and swore to clean and take a nap. I started cleaning but then Terry stopped by to drop off some Northern for me and tell me about his baby. Opps, then i had to write this. Ugghhhh I wanna lay down.

I'm going to go bed.....

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