My ma took Jackie this weekend. She picked her up Thursday since Jackie had no school Friday.
But first, I treated them to Crusoe�s. I learned something about that place. If you get there anytime before 5, and even if you are the first to order, you will still wait 25 minutes to eat. I noticed that at 5 o�clock, all of their waitresses come in at the same time.
Strange.
But the food was great! I ordered a salmon sandwich, my mom ordered steak, which I couldn�t have afforded without the assistance of my military friend Lisa, who generously gifted me some money. Bless that girl. Jackie had toasted ravioli and spaghetti.
When we got back home, I gave Ma some Mary Kay stuff for her trip to Boston so she wouldn�t have to pack so many toiletries.
I showed her the Mary Kay MicroDermabrasion Kit that I just got from Dorothy, and I told her I intended on using it that very evening after Survivor. Microdermabrasion is the bomb!
Ma and Jackie left around 7:05. I sat down to watch my show. Nothing comes between Survivor and me.
Except Mylie. Who promptly knocked on my door ONE MINUTE after my Ma left. Wtf?
It was beginning to storm, but I stepped outside to have a quick cigarette with her. Or else, I thought it was a quick cigarette�but it started to get really nasty out with the rain and lightning and all, so I told her she could come inside�
Where she proceeded to yap about herself for the next 25 minutes. During this time, I�m watching Survivor�s reward challenges and all, and I�m nodding uh-huh when Mylie�s talking and SHE IS NOT GETTING THE HINT!
I�m not trying to be mean, but whatever you�re doing is really none of my business. If you want to run around on your man, it�s not my concern. I did tell her that I�d tried to be a friend to Billie and in that I realized that he was lonely. I told her I�d declined his invitation to go out Friday night to eat. She got huffy about it.
Well.
To make a long story short, it was all about her. Maybe that�s something to do with her age. She�s 20. There was no how are you doing Missy? What�s going on in your life, Missy? How�s Jackie? None of that. And an apology for that Saturday when she dumped her kid off on me and Tawny never materialized either.
Soon, she was gone and I could watch my show. I got up during a commercial break to use the bathroom and my phone rings. It was Billie, but I didn�t answer it. Only, he called back two minutes later when my show was BACK ON!
I answer.
�What did she say?� He asked.
�Nothing I didn�t know already. Look, I gotta go, Survivor�s on.�
�Is that why you didn�t answer the phone?� He asked.
�Yeah�� I said. Meanwhile, the immunity challenge has drawn to a close. Janu lost.
�Well, what did she talk about?� What is the deal? Did he not get the hint?
�I gotta go,� I insisted. And I hang up just in time to see Janu sacrifice herself to the God�s of Borneo, or Palau, or wherever the hell they are this time.
Do NOT call me during Survivor unless you are bleeding or dying.
So anyway, Friday I worked. Then I came home and did some housework.
Saturday, my rat Chedda died. I was sad about that. She was my girl.
I got up and took a shower.
I did laundry first thing. Got that out of the way. Then, thanks to my pal taken-by-you, I was able to get my nails done, a pedicure and my eyebrows waxed. All of this without Jackie driving me completely insane because she is BORED!
When I got home I called Lisa.
We made plans to meet up early, but stuff kept pushing us back. I sat down and did my makeup. Then, I put some of those Richard Caruso rollers in my hair. I was definitely having a good hair day.
Lisa came over around 5. We took off to Marshall�s so that she could find a top. We picked out some cute ones. She�s wearing the pink and black one�s in the photos that you�ll see shortly.
We had Steak n�Stank for dinner. We ate at the kitchen table and we chatted. Then, I did her makeup for her, which you�ll also see.
We started getting ready:
Lisa so kindly picked me up a bottle of Mudslide mix. This is me before a few mudslides:
This is me after a few mudslides:
Foxy Cleopatra, aka Cousin Jackie Smacky arrived on the scene:
We went to Woody�s to party. We were going to try the Phoenix but heard it was kinda boring�.
At Woody�s:
Lisa getting ready to shake her groove thang:
Our moms would love this picture, Jackie said: Before Goldschlager:
Me after Goldschlager:
Lisa and Jackie (I mean Foxy):
At this point, as Jackie would say, things start to get furry for me.
I amused myself by taking the following pictures with Lisa�s camera:
Chris, who has a thing for my cousin:
Is she mortified or excited? Who can tell?
The bouncer guards the Lemay Woody�s VIP area, and shows me his butt:
My waitress, who is awesome. Her name is Jackie:
Two girls sitting next to me at the table: Angela and DJ:
At the end of the night, after 5 mudslides, a purple hooter and a shot of Goldshlager:
Thank god for my best friend and my cousin.
I love them both.
Sunday, I was tired as hell. The day dragged.
Picked Jackie up from Mom�s around 1. Uneventful.
The end.
9:54 am - April 25, 2005
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