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Monday, May 16, 2005

This place reeks!

I got a cold over the weekend. I was mingling at the LeAnn Rimes concert with Ed's bosses and some other randoms in the wine line. After the concert we went to my local bar where they were having karaoke. (Here's an aside)

My local bar is all old people that drink the same thing every time, listen to country music and are diehard Ravens/Orioles fans. Saturday is Karaoke night, so you get regulars there all the time. There might be a few new faces here and there, but it's basically the same. I haven't been there in a long time, so we stopped in. Yup, same faces. Now Ed and I were all dressed up for the concert. I wore my pink and gold dress with my gold stripper Barbie shoes. I got complimented several times (which was surprising), so I guess I can say I looked hot. hee hee. Anyway, I was telling Ed that one man sitting at the bar looked like a nice, friendly, older guy. Well, Ed left to go call his brothers, and guess who asked me to dance to "Redneck Woman"? That nice friendly older guy. Sometimes I think I'm psychic. So, I danced with him, and I am surprised I didn't break my ankles with my heels on, but I didn't. Yippee skippy!

(back to the story). So, after mingling with the people in the wine line, and mingling with Ed's bosses, I made some friends sitting next to me at the bar. Maybe they were sick. Then we went to the test ride the next day and I talked to some people at the Harley shop, so any of them could've gotten me sick. My throat was really tickling when I got home. I'm telling you guys, the key to a happy life is not leaving your house. There are no germs in my house and the only germs are ones I get from others. Blech! The one good thing is that I might be too sick to come in tomorrow. Does anyone know the forecast? 80 and sunny? Definitely a sick day. :) We'll see how I feel in the morning.

Oh..good thing I looked at the title. I almost forgot the point. hee hee. The point is that I can hardly breathe and someone just cooked some popcorn. The smell of popcorn when you can't breathe isn't a good one. If I can breathe, I would like fresh air, not popcorn air. I'll be happy for my ride home.

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