Since the week sucked, I lost my debit card. (update: Inredible found it sitting in my car) I had to call my buddy Daniel; so I could crash at his place.
Little did I know, it would turn into one big gay-spectacle. Thank goodness Bev showed up; I would have lost my mind. (Thanks, Bev!)
We introduced Bev to bloody mary's, not just for breakfast, and we sat by the pool getting drunk. After a few more drinks we went to a restaurant to meet Daniel's sugar daddy, a French hairdresser. Oui! I didn't understand half of what he was saying and said yes to everything. What I did understand is that he did Grace Kelly and Jackie O's hair...oh and Bridget Bardot.
Yes, he is that old, but so cute in that old French man way. I'd do him.
All this time, back at Daniel's casa while we were away, some boys were discovering same sex sex.
Since I had a 6am flight; I needed to cut the night short and get some wink eye. That never happened. Daniel came home and decided it was better to not sleep and watch the "Simple Life" DVD until it was time to take me to the airport.
This was my theory: How many people really are catching flights out of San Antonio at 6:30am?
A LOT. And you know since I was so sure of that theory we arrived at the airport at 6am for my 6:30 flight.
The TSA line spanned the length of half the airport. So not fun.
I made it into Phoenix no problems and crap it was hotter than Hades at 7 in the morning! Reason numero uno why I don't live here.
After much to do; we came to my mom's office and she was definetely surprised.
I spent half the day sleeping and then we went and saw Mission Impossible 3. Say what you will about Tom Cruise, but I still love him. He is just one hottie on the big screen and has always had a place in my heart as one of the true movie stars.
The movie had some great stunts (go watch it and be floored when you see him sliding down a building in Japan) and I cried at the lil ol' love story mixed into the film.
That's it. Not too exciting, huh...
Still burning my skin in the hot Arizona sun...