Yep, yep I am on vacation and am about to start a 4-day weekend. Cannot. Wait.
Tomorrow I embark, yet again to San Antonio, Texas. Yeehaw! For a 4 day fun packed weekend. Full of Willie Nelson, a birthday dinner, a birthday lunch (two different celebrations for two different people), a wedding and great times with friends.
It'll be the first time that anyone in San Antonio has met Cowboy...
He must be nervous. He knows he is going to meet my closest friends - the ones whose opinions matter the most, the ones that I talk him up to, the ones that he thinks I'll be venting to, if he ever did any wrong. (still perf, even when he makes a mistake he is perfect!)
And then there is the wedding date. Doom. How do guys take that? Being the wedding date? Is there pressure there? You know to act all formal in a room of people you barely know. To act like you care about any of the people in the room? To be with your date fully knowing that you are at a very romantic event and the thoughts that may be going through her mind may scare you a little bit. Because she has no choice but to fantasize what a wedding day will look like for herself with you in it?
I've never been a wedding date, myself. I have no idea what I am putting him through. I can only imagine, it's rough. He'll only know me.
To tell the truth, I'm really not worried so much about him. I think his fabulousness will translate.
And on another note...I'm looking for a job. No word, yet on NYC. No job offers have been made to anyone on my career level. So, we still sit and wait for word. I'm sick and tired of it. I had to start looking out for myself. It's back to cover letters, resumes, interviews and possible disappointment.
I'm going to enjoy this time off, while I can :)