Well, ya’ll know I’m on a bit of a budget. And now that I’m moving into my own place (which means higher rent), I’ve been put back on the schedule for Marie’s. Whoop! (I really am excited. Marie is my best friend’s aunt, aka the crew is practically my second family.)
So I gave myself a pep talk to step back into the waitressing ring.
Kevin sure can fix a mean drink.
And to top the night off, I got to sit on the other side of the bar, and catch up with the wonderful Christine.
Most of the time (when I’m not in the woods or on the water), I wonder why I live in Minnesota.
I need more sunshine.
Well today, to celebrate the warmth and the sensation of actually wanting to move (and not lay curled up in bed all day), I took a walk with my friend Spencer.
We walked around a lake, dodging the mad sidewalk rivers from all the melting snow. We chatted, and returned to the apartment with smiles on our faces.
And a pathetic burn in our leg muscles.
I’m so lucky–I got to be an extra (and thanks to my years of waitressing, I knew how to properly fill up a coffee mug for the role).
I also had a line, and later had to “quick, call the police!”
*Film directed by Patrick Coyle
My friend is having a baby.
For day 18, I went to her Gender Reveal Party. Today I went to her baby shower.
I saw my family, I saw my friends, and I ate a lot of sweets.
It was wonderful, except for the champagne flute explosion in my eye. (Insert dramatic “in agony” noises here.)
I have a baby shower to go to tomorrow. Unfortunately presents just aren’t in the budget–blech!, so I figured I would try to create something meaningful with the supplies I already have.
So for this Friday night, I bought myself a giant Corona, and painted my friend a picture.