Man, this last week has been such a blur! The east coast trip last weekend went unexpectedly well! We had a super tight itinerary visiting with my parents, my grandparents, his parents, his three siblings, plus a gabillion nieces and nephews… My 90+ y/o grandparents even taught John and me how to play Mahjong. Super fun: my own set just arrived today from Amazon. Hehe. 😉 Overall, I think my mental skills tactics helped keep my sanity. That or the secret is 48 hours in and out.
Funny thing: I realized that my parents buy bedding the same way they used to buy me clothes: a king duvet cover for a queen comforter over a full mattress. No concept of fit and size.
So of course as soon as I got home on Monday morning, there was no rest for the weary. Our friends who were house sitting said Remy puked twice on Sunday and then wouldn’t eat. When I got home, she still refused food, and she just looked really off and walked all wobbly. I took her to the vet, who suspected a stomach bug, but then her blood work showed crazy high liver stats. Ugh!!! So now she’s on a bland diet for the stomach thing AND she’s on antibiotics for possible liver infection (could also be liver cancer) AND he thinks she has mild spinal disease. Then the next day, Martin’s tummy started gurgling like crazy, and he stopped eating. They are both doing better, but I now have a fucking pet pharmacy on my kitchen counter. These dogs are taking years off my life. That said, I dunno what I will do when the time inevitably comes. 🙁
Speaking of the inevitable, I had my date with destiny on Wednesday. Seats sucked, but well, that’s what I get for vacillating on the buy. Otherwise, my buddy G and I had a blast. I am embarrassed to say that I went through a gabillion outfit changes before finally settling on something. I’m such a dork. The crowd was a weird mix of cougars, teenie bops, mid-aged couples, and families. Very mainstream. Like I said, the venue sucked. Acoustics were shite. The jumbotron screens were sometimes cheesy and overdone (although I did like the laser show). Ah well, those were all secondary factors anyhow. 😉 AL was smokin’!! (I have got to move that sleeve tat up on my bucket list.) Thankfully, G brought her camera. We got some nice shots. At one point, Adam and I were separated by a mere 50 feet. Yeah, G and I left our seats and stormed the aisle. 🙂 Sadly, no backstage QT or Freebie Five action. But lots of fond memories permanently ingrained.
When we got home, G went into the house first (I hid outside), and she told the hubster I was coming home later, because I was hanging with the band. He didn’t even flinch: just said, “Yeah, right” and then just started asking her about the concert. Fifteen minutes later, I emerge from my hiding place outside… Hello? Thanks for coming out to get me, guys. WTF.