Last Monday I woke up in a good mood. I started my period but I felt awesome. I felt pretty and confident and skinny. I was in a good mood all day. I think something awesome happened, but I’ve lost track. The old memory’s not what it used to be, kids.
Tuesday I had my review at work. I wasn’t nervous and it turns out I had no reason to be even if I had been. I got a kick ass review and was reminded that, when I put my mind to it, I can be awesome. And other people notice. That felt really good. I exceed expectations, ya’ll. And I’m now a manager. I am going to be responsible for another person. Yikes!
Wednesday was my last day of work of the week. I was giddy at this point. I left work and ran to get my hair done before meeting up with my rockstar boyfriend, Mr Cory Branan. It wasn’t his best show. He didn’t play my song, but he did play Miss Ferguson. The crowd was awful, this city is awful. I was waiting for him at the merch table and we chatted and he convinced me to stay for…are you ready for this…Dashboard Confessional.
So here’s my dashboard confession, when I was 18/19 I discovered Dashboard via Napster. I’m aging myself again. These were the days before YouTube and Google and iTunes. Yes, an era without those things existed. So we had Napster and it was awesome. Especially in the dorms. You could browse everyone else’s libraries…oh man. Those were the days. Sidetrack: I watched The Social Network this weekend and Sean Parker is a huge dick. Anyway, so I was 18/19 in college and in a long distance relationship and Dashboard spoke to my soul. What little of it had developed at that point…and I was a huge fan. This was before anything but Swiss Army Romance existed. I was there first. But I never managed to see him live. Mostly because the ex hated him and he always sold out like whoa.
Well, I was feeling like a boss because I was ON THE LIST, so I figured I’d stick around for a bit. That motherfucker sang straight through Swiss Army Romance (it’s the 10 year anniversary…OLD) in its entirety and I sang along with every word. It felt good. I can’t lie. I tried to talk Cory into coming back for a better show with Jon and Chad of DTR…BNB texted me at 1:30 this morning to tell me that he just watched Jon sing Thin Lizzy. Jerk. Jon Snodgrass, Cinci loves you…and by Cinci I mean me…COME HERE.
After the show I went to Manfred’s to prepare for the whole reason I took half the week off…
OPENING DAY!
It was FREEZING, and the game did NOT get off to a good start. But we sat through all nine innings and we were rewarded for our suffering with a walkoff homer and our first win. The day was great. We had breakfast across the river, a few beers and then caught the trolley back across the river and watched the parade before I begged for hot chocolate. We walked through the city back to the stadium and snuggled close and cheered our boys to victory. We walked across the bridge back to Kentucky, and I didn’t hyperventilate. Progress! It was an exhausting but awesome day.
Friday brought some mild laziness peppered with furniture shopping. We found the couch I want, now to convince the Manfred it’s the right choice. The matching recliner is the most amazing thing I’ve ever put my ass on. I want it. Now.
Saturday I ran errands in the early afternoon before hooking up with A&J and convincing them to join us for the game that night. Manfred and A decided to eat a meat lovers hotdog…something new at GABP this year…it nearly made me vom. Vegan/veg friends, skip to the next paragraph. Ok, so it’s a jumbo hot dog, wrapped in bacon and deep fried, then topped with chili, cheese and fried salami. BARF.
The buffalo fries were totally delicious though, as was my Moerlein OTR. Although for $8.50 I could buy a whole six pack. Robbery! (old)
The Reds pulled off another win and we went home happy again. Sunday brought a trip down to the market for some lunch and grocery shopping. We drove through the city, listening to the game and soaking up the 76 degree weather. Oh sunshine, I missed you. My daffodils are starting to bloom, FINALLY and we’re talking about planting a real garden. Tomatoes and cucumbers and zucchini, oh my! Ya’ll, I cannot WAIT for summer. If this past week was any indication of how great this summer is going to be, color me excited. Hell, even today has been filled with pleasant surprises. Let’s keep it up, 2011.
