Big-Girl Weekend
Tuesday, May 26th, 2009Well! I have had quite easily one of the best weekends that I have had in…quite a long time, actually. It’s a long story as to why, but I had Friday & Saturday off work, and decided to just relax at home in W-S and get things done/see people here rather than traveling. While I do wish I had seen some of my family, I think I made a good choice.
Friday I began the process of rearranging my living room. I wasn’t quite sure exactly *what* I was going to do to it, but I just started putting books everywhere. Until I got tired of it and decided to just chillax and make myself pretty until Jamie Lee came over. Once JL arrived, we chatted for a bit and I used my brand-new hair straightner for the first time. Around 9:30 we left for Philip’s residence (Philip is a friend of JL’s from college). At Philip’s, a small group of Wake Forest post-graduates gathered to engage in some behaviors distinctly reminiscent of our undergraduate careers; namely, Kings. Yes, we all asked the question “Are we too old for this?”. And while the answer was most likely yes, we were enjoying ourselves and so continued. Around midnight, Jamie headed home, but my co-worker, Natalie, came out and met the group at one of W-S’ classy establishments (I think we hit Rec Billiards & Burke Street Pub before ending up at Burke Street pizza). We had a really good time! More importantly, we had a normal Friday! We ate pizza at 3am! We danced! We drank! We laughed! We met sketchy folks and gained some awkward stories!
Saturday…I slept in
And when I woke up, I went out to lunch with Natalie (who miraculously was also able to take some time off work this weekend) at Mi Pueblo. Then we went over with Jamie Lee to sunbathe by the pool. I spent two hours on a Saturday laying in the sun, chatting with girlfriends, and reading a wonderful book. On a Saturday. It was amazing! But, my friends, the good times do not end there. After leaving the pool, Natalie and I headed to the mall. I cannot remember the last time I just went to the mall to browse. Um ok so I didn’t just browse. Shh. But now I have grown-up clothes that adults wear instead of looking like one of my teenage clients! It’s very exciting. Lerner’s New York is a dangerous place, and I now know why I had purposefully avoided the store throughout all of college: fear of shopping. But everything they have is so colorful! Anyway, I digress.
Saturday night, the amazing Cat Wilson came into town from Raleigh because she was feeling a little homesick. So I pulled out the air mattress (which I love and am always absurdly excited to use. It self-inflates, people!) and we quite literally bounced around my apt in excitment as we made plans for her weekend visit. Our conversation was probably difficult to follow on the outside, but only because we were quite literally ecstatic. We proceeded to get all dolled up while gossiping the entire time (with Sex and the City on in the background of course). We went out to dinner at Mellow Mushroom, which I hadn’t been to in *quite* a while (circa a completely different life in ’08). It was quite nice to sit out on the street downtown in our dresses & skirts. Afterwards I showed Cat NoMa, since it popped up during her absence. Following our time there, we met up with Natalie at Finnigan’s and were later joined by Mary, Cat’s best friend from like…forever…who lives in W-S. After playing some darts at Rec, we headed home.
Sunday Cat & I went to church at Green Street, my current church of choice in Winston. And while the service is always pretty spectacular, this particular Sunday was even more wonderful: they had a group, called Mizero (which means Hope) from Rwanda. It’s a drumming/performance group dedicated to providing hope for the future in post-genocide Rwanda. The group was just…incredible. I can’t even describe it. There was so much praise going on that morning, and it was really fun and engaging, and practically the entire congregation ended up dancing at one point. I loved it. And I love their message. Of course, seeing them made me want to a) go back to Africa b) learn French.
After church we had lunch with Cat’s friend Sara, her fiancee, and her mother. Next was a…second trip to the mall. But mostly because Cat wanted to check out the skin-care solutions at the Clinique counter. And we met the most wonderful, helpful, and damn-good at her job sales consultant ever. We might have to start a fan-club. Hell, I think we already did since after Cat’s amazing experience with Meg (that’s our new best friend’s name) we decided I had to return Monday morning to partake in Meg’s expertise, and Cat’s planning to take the aforementioned Sara to the counter to get looks for her wedding on Saturday. But back to Sunday night: Cat and I had another dinner date with each other at First Street Draught House – delicious. Pretty good beer too (I’ll have to remember to take Shaloot there the next time they’re in town). Cat and I continued our weekend-long conversation regarding the meaning of life and what the hell we were supposed to be doing with our own individual lives…a conversation peppered with ideas and plans of travel, and a promise to have our mid-life crisis in Paris together (since having our quarter-life crisis in North Carolina is proving to be not-so romantic).
Monday (after I visited the Clinique counter – which btw, Beth would be phenomenal at that job) I spent the day relaxing while Cat frolicked with some of her other native Winston Salem friends. And then it turned out that my good ol’ friend Jared was actually back in town for his summer break from law school to work at one of the firms in W-S! So we hung out for a little bit before meeting up with Cat, Mary, and Mary’s cousin Ashley at the Village Tavern. It was the perfect ending to Cat’s visit in W-S and we all had a wonderful time.
So now, it’s back to the real world. ASAP because I broke my bank this weekend. So no more eating out for quite awhile. But it’s ok, because it was totally worth it. However, my first time cooking since…a long time…I of course burned my hand like no other. Sigh. Oh well.
I will end this oh-so long post with 2 quotes from the fabulous book I’m reading:
“Those first few years, I felt like a bucket of ice-cold water was being thrown in my face on a daily basis. I’d known I would have to struggle, but I’d thought those lean years would still be fun, that one day I’d look back and laugh. They weren’t and I don’t. And it wasn’t a few years, it was more like a decade. I’m still recovering.” – Erica Kennedy, “The Real World”, It’s a Wonderful LiE
“You can’t plan for the truly significant moments in life. They’re moments. They happen. They creep up unexpectedly and defy reason. And that’s what I have to remember about life on a larger scale: Accumulating experience is nine tenths of living, so I should stop trying so hard to create myself and spend more time being myself. I should let myself make mistakes, date the wrong men, drink too much, have moments that I’m not proud of, learn as I go along instead of deciding ahead of time how life is supposed to be lived. I should reconfigue the rules – not only the ones I have for the men I’m dating, but more importantly, the rules I place on myself. I should start focusing more on the plot and less on the denouement. After all, when is the resolution of any story truly satisfying?” – Shannon O’Keefe, “Twenty-Eight is the New Eighteen”, It’s a Wonderful LiE