Blogworthy
So much has happened in the last weeks and when I have thought to blog about it I just didn't have the energy. Here are some highlights:
Last Friday in November
My night out with Holly at Casanova turned into a punk rock bar tour ending in front of my house in Holly's truck with Alice in Chains blasting on the stereo and us scream singing the lyrics at 2am. When I protested leaving to go in my house, because the music was so good, Holly whisked me away to Oakland and the next thing I knew I was eating a cheeseburger and fries at her house at 3am. Rock! The next day? Ouch.
My night out with Holly at Casanova turned into a punk rock bar tour ending in front of my house in Holly's truck with Alice in Chains blasting on the stereo and us scream singing the lyrics at 2am. When I protested leaving to go in my house, because the music was so good, Holly whisked me away to Oakland and the next thing I knew I was eating a cheeseburger and fries at her house at 3am. Rock! The next day? Ouch.
First week of December
I gots a new phone, yo! So now I can obssessively check my email on the run...because I so need that feature? Whatevs, the thing has wi-fi. Hi, pretty!
First week of December
I totally got that flu virus thing and had to miss Goblin Cock. Damn them! I paid for the ticket already too. It seems that I will never see this band. I also had to forfeit a 5k.
Second week of December
Ben died on the 13th. He had started to decline and Anita and I thought it was best. I left work early to make our 4pm appointment and got home with 30 minutes to spare to spend some time with him. We left for the vet shortly before 4pm. They set us up in a room with him and we spent Ben's last moments talking to him, about him, crying and laughing. The vet came in and administered a sleeping aid and we watched Ben quickly slip into undisturbable slumber. Then the final shot. We wrapped him in a sheet, and then an egyptian burial blanket and stuffed him into a Landsend tote bag (literally) and brought him back home. Earlier in the week Anita had dug a grave at an undisclosed location. We took him there, layed him in, added his collar, sprinkled him with catnip and pretty leaves and alternated taking shots of burbon and sprinkling him with it. We then covered his grave with night Jasmine and a marker. We stood there laughing and crying for a moment and then went home. All of this felt like 5 hours of emotion and we were surprised to see that only one hour had elapsed. I miss you Ben!
Ben in Bed
Third weekend in December
Great night out with Holly with dinner at Blue Plate (I love you pan roasted chicken!) and thento the Argus to see DJ Cadillac. An Oregonian friends' husband, Steven, was in town and after a sewing machine fiasco (long story) I met his friend who was...hi? Doable.
Went to Mai's fabulous holiday party. Tho, was a little freaked out at getting to the place where it was held. Hey, who knew that PH 3 didn't mean Phone 3, but rather Penthouse #3. Dude, why am I on the roof!?! Was backing my way out of the party when LuLu showed up and we talked about eating and making food all.night.long. I always forget how much I like LuLu because I think the last time I (actively) hung out with her was like 3 years ago.
