I have to tell you, I wish I was hunkered down with Kizz and Chrome in NYC this weekend. It looks like they’re going to be a-ok, but with a rain induced lazy weekend. What I wouldn’t give to have a weekend in my house with some steady rain outside. I would love. love. love that.
I played bartender last night for the first time in about 5 weeks. The wedding was big, and the kids were all just out of college. You could tell this was one of the first couples to get married. Young 20’s, looking for jobs, very little money to spend, frat boy packs, cute girls looking at the festivities longingly. We worked hard for the little money that we made, but you know what? It’s Sunday, and I have a little more money in my pocket than I did yesterday morning. I’m ok with that.
I’ve got reading to do today. I have to take some champagne over to a friends jewelry party then I’m coming back home to do my own version of hunkering down and finish Johnny Tremain and begin some Virginia Woolf. I’ve started searching for a book to do my 20 page paper over in my research class…I really think I can do my Zora Neal Hurston. I think there’s enough information out there…and I’m passionate about the story and the author so that will help.
I haven’t been on a bike ride all week. I feel gross about that but am trying to be easy on myself mentally. This week’s downtime was spent gorging on the entire season of Friday Night Lights. I am one hundred percent in love with this show. I have nothing bad to say about any of it. I am in love with the characters and the lessons and the family and community. It strikes a chord in my own heart regarding growing up in a small town, being a teenager, learning the lessons, having the experiences. I feel like I owe each person involved a letter of apology for not watching it when it was on the air. If you have the kind of life that involves great tv? I beg of you, put it on the list. I cannot imagine anyone being disappointed by what you see.
Kizz and I are in love with #33. I also have a great place in my heart for Landry Clark. Ohhhhh Landry. I want to have a marriage like Eric and Tammy Taylor. And I’d like to talk to whoever cast little GracieBelle Taylor because that was…well. That child needs bangs.