Its the little things

Boat Party had come in town over the weekend to hang out and (shocker) go to a boat party with Shoulders, Venus, me, some of my coworkers, other various Urban Family Dinner girls, and about 85 other Dallas Texas Exes. There were two two story party barges tied together with slides on both of them. The boats were stocked with Miller Lite tall boys, sangria, and this premixed Bacardi Mojito stuff. The party was a lot of fun, and amazingly we ended up being able to go out after we got back. And I think what is even more amazing than that is that I was sober enough to drive home. I guess I didn't drink that much because there were really no men attractive enough on the party barge for me to drink with.

I did engage in a conversation and cigarette up on the top deck with the lifeguard who was supposed to be keeping a watch over the people jumping off and floating around the barge. But if he didn't mind, I didn't either. I was in no need of rescue. Shoulders had already talked to the lifeguard about the rules regarding his drinking on the boat. He said he couldn't start drinking until we pulled anchor. She proceeds to promise him a shot gun as soon as we were on our way back to dock. And we do.

So we get back and shower and change. Like the champ Venus is, she fell asleep on our couch in her towel. Shoulders was nice enough to give her some pjs and put Venus in her bed.

We all are starving by this point because the food on the boat had no refrigeration really, so it kind of weirded us all out. Our Next Door Neighbor had come on the barge as well and had been talking the whole time about getting a steak dinner when we got back. So that's what we did. Seven of us head out to eat and go out.

The best part about dinner was our dinnertainment, ONDN. He got super drunk on the boat, but he wanted that steak dinner. And he really enjoyed it too. At one point I look over at him and he makes a face that makes me swear there is some one under the table giving him a blowjob. It was truly an orgasmic face. Shoulders catches my gaze and looks over too. We both laugh uncontrollably and ONDN realizes we just witnessed the face he made and joins in our laughter. His laughter is from a mix of embarrassment and still being drunk, ours is from sheer dinnertainment.

I had been texting Mr. Wonderful (previously Joel McHale fan, renammed by Shoulders) the entire meal trying to figure out if he was going to be able to come out with us that night. He had been at a baseball game, but assured me he would come out. And he did.

We first start at the strong drinks bar, which I love, but Boat Party can not hang. She takes a few sips and goes back up to the bar to ask the bartender to put more soda in her drink. He looks at her like she is insane, but obliges. I step quickly away from her, because I do not want anyone to see me associate myself with someone who would disrespect the strong drinks bar in that way. But in Boat Party's defense she had thrown up from Friday night. It takes a lot to be able to hang out with our group.

We hop over to another bar, but everyone is pretty much wiped. A few go back to our apartments around 1, but Shoulders and I stick it out a little longer with Mr. Wonderful and his friends. When we all do decided to go home Mr. Wonderful offers to drive my car back to my apartment from dinner where I had left it. Such a gentleman.

When we all get back there is a little resurgance for an after party, but it dissipates quickly when ONDN stalls in his apartment with some people doing God knows what. When they do come over, we are so over the after party. They quickly realize this after 10 minutes of akwardly standing around, and leave.

Mr. Wonderful and I had been playing with some truth or dare cards that Shoulders had gotten from an old social chair in her sorority. We were asking eachother random questions and not really paying much attention to anything around us.

Boat Party realizes that Mr. Wonderful is staying over and goes and gets ready for bed in my room and comes back out to sleep on the couch. She totally redeems herself from the performace at the strong drinks bar. So Mr. Wonderful and I head to bed.

The next morning Boat Party is trying to arrange a drop off with her ride back to Austin from friends of ours. We all decide to go to brunch, and Mr. Wonderful comes along too. He was great at brunch. He has great stories and he kept us all entertained. Especially with the story about his friend who is still on probation because in a black out drunken stupor he traveled 6 miles without a car to break into a steak house and make himself food. When the cops came in he was drinking wine and had the stove heating up. That is a man who knows how to party. But I think maybe that if you are getting that drunk a lot, probation can be a good thing.

I was supposed to go into work yesterday (Sunday) after brunch, which totally sucks, but its my job so I make due. I drop Mr. Wonderful off and he says for me to call him when I'm done so we can hang out.

I go home, shower, and get ready for work. Even though its a weekend, we still have to be business casual. Annoying. I am in the car on the way to work and I see I have a message. Its from my boss.

"Hey, GP, its boss. I got your message that you were going to be in at 2. I am going to have you put a hold on that for a minute. I am not planning on coming in until later this evening, and I won't be able to give you adequate instructions over the phone. I tried getting a hold of [manager] to see if she was going in so she could give you the assignment, but she didn't answer. So let's put you in a holding pattern, and go ahead and enjoy your Sunday. You may get a call from [manager] or me if we need you to come in. This is a really big project, so I am definitely going to need your assistance next weekend, and well all of the weekends until this report goes out just to give you aheads up on the expectations for this thing. Okay, you may be hearing from me or [manager] but if not we will get rolling early on Monday."

Really? I just showered and got ready, when all I wanted to do was go work out. But I still couldn't go work out in case they called me, beacuse I needed to be ready. So I call Mr. Wonderful and commplain to him. He listens, consoles and tells me to take a nap and call him later. Thats just what I do. Boss never calls, so at least my nap didn't get ruined.

I call Mr. Wonderful and head to his house to hang out. Neither of us had eaten since brunch, so we get food from a place a minute walk from where he lives. Everyone else has eaten here but me, and Venus had reccommended this salad that I really wanted to try. We pull up the menu online and all I know is that Venus said its got tons of guacamole. There is only one thing under the salad section of the menu that mentions guacamole, so I have Mr. Wonderful order that for me. He hadn't been in a while, but remembered liking another salad on the menu. When we get back and go through the food. I realize that what I ordered was straight guacamole. Two huge heaps of guacamole. Mr. Wonderful's salad actually turns out to be what I was trying to order. He suggests we split the salad and the guacamole. But the salad is mostly guacamole as well. So needless to say there were quite a few avacadoes harmed in the making of this blog.

We watch some 30 Rock, and Lucky Number Slevin. We went through a bunch of movies to figure out which one to watch. He is trying to figure out what I haven't seen and make sure I get to see the good ones. As we flip past Lucky Number Slevin, I tell him I haven't seen it. He says its really good, and should see it, so we throw it in. 15 minutes in I realize I have seen it, but didn't have the heart to tell him. Luckily I think I was pretty drunk when I saw it because all of the surpirses still surprised me. So he was none the wiser. Sometimes is pays to have an affinity for alcohol.

We then finish the movie and go to bed. I am getting used to sharing a bed with him. One of us has slept over at the other's 6 of the 9 nights since the first time we hung out. Its almost weird when he's not there.

He is taking Shoulders, ONDN and I out to a Ranger's game tonight with his Dad's tickets. I think it is incredibly nice of him to let me bring two friends when he has plenty of people I know would love to come. But he has gotten to know Shoulders really well, and him and ONDN get along really well, so I think he thinks of them as his friends sort of now too.

So all in all it was a good weekend. I was glad to see Boat Party, the boat party was a lot of fun, and Mr. Wonderful is still..well..wonderful.