First can it just stop raining already. I'm so over precipitation it is unreal. All plans of being outdoors this weekend were halted. Due to rain. Boo.
We still made the most of going out. D-town style.
My friend V and I made plans to check out a new hotel bar. We dressed to our best and headed over. I rarely see the girl so it was nice to just sit, people watch, and catch up on girl talk. There's a new man in her life - so it was so exciting to hear all the new-ness of that. While sitting there, a member from the club she works at stopped by our table.
He was pure Dallas. Seriously. Older. Pink and grey suit. Frat boy hair. BMW. And an in to Ghostbar.
After speaking to him for over an hour he suggested that we accompany him to Ghostbar. First off, it is just the three of us. Two hot girls and one older man. Do the math peeps. All I could think about is how to keep my drink in my hand and under control so the night doesn't end in some crazy threesome. Not that I wanted one and not that there is anything wrong with that. But look at the picture - from the outside I am sure that's what other people were seeing or thinking.
As I don't care what others think (?!?) I went along for the adventure to Ghostbar. Plus I never been.
The pre-party was in his car. He had the best mixed CD. EVER. Kriss Kross. Old school Jessica Simpson. Kelis. Justin Timberlake. and Enrique Iglesias. I was dancing in the back seat before we hit the club.
I'm not kidding with y'all when I say this: the forever long line to Ghostbar parted like the red freaking sea when they saw this fool roll up with us. (I still don't know who he knew, but did I care?)
And inside - holey moley - inside. We got a table. A bottle service table. I was high rolling and still dancing like a fool.
V pointed my attention to the left of us - WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!
Is that who I think it is? Yep.
It was my motorscooting birthday. We didn't get to meet him, thanks to his twenty odd numbered entourage. Just the fact that I was sitting at VIP table, feet away from Vince was enough for my night.
The next day, I brushed off my hangover and went to the movies.
Have you heard of Waitress? Yes - go see it, it is way much better than what you're thinking. No, you haven't heard of it - climb from under the rock and go see it - you will be pleasantly surprised.
I hadn't laughed out loud at a movie in a theater in a really long time.
And Cheryl Hines? OMGosh, can we bottle her up and give her her own show?
I'm looking forward to seeing it again real soon because I think I missed some good lines from all the laughing.
It was for sure a feel good movie that made me laugh and cry. So GO, GO, Go now and watch it. You will not be disappointed. I guarantee it. Unless you don't like to laugh.