To celebrate my favorite holiday of the year today, I have a peach pie baking in the oven and I'm sipping a glass of communion-church-time-tasting wine; Benton Lane Pinot Gris. It's from Oregon and very similar to a Pinot Grigio. I am trying to incorporate whites into my wine drinking. I just got back home from buying myself a new pair of work shoes, Dr. Scholls to be exact. Nice, expensive, black leather sneakers, with comfy gel insoles. Earlier on in the day, I had a total blast (literally) raking/leaf blowing leaves on my acre of property. Before that, I took my car in for an oil change and to fix the messed up tire that had a screw in it!!! (I have NO idea how THAT got there!) I'm all about spending more money that I don't have! Hell Yeah!!!
My Halloween weekend full of surprises and bullshit started on Friday. I went to the Grog Shop to see this really hip local band called The Mod Quad and Lotus. I've seen Lotus before, when they opened for Ozric Tentacles. All of the local silly trippy dreaddy hippies came out of the woodwork for that show. My Lord! It was part rave, part Ekoostik Hookah show. I went there with someone who's very close to me, to play chaperon, much to my surprise. I am embarrassed to say who it is, as I found out she is "cheating" on her husband and she was meeting her boyfriend there, who was in one of the bands. She claims that her and her husband have an open marriage and that they live an alternative lifestyle. Maybe so. I'm not shocked, just surprised. Just when you THINK you know someone...But, the boyfriend was very nice, even bought me a shot of tequila and did a toast. I'm still not sure what to think about all of it, other than it's not my problem, but I care WAY too much about HER!
Saturday night Adam & I went to "Gory at the Quarry". Ekoostik Hookah played at the Quarry Park and it was the final hoorah festival of the year. Lots of freaky people dressed up and it all seemed cool on the outside. Except it was so cold and we were tripping our asses off, we just decided to stay holed up in the warm camper. We arrived around 7pm and finally emerged around 3am, when everyone good was passed out. We added to the already built fire and then the bullshit started.
Some spun out asshole started knocking down trees in our campsite, for firewood. Luckily none of them landed on our camper! So, we yelled at him the first time and you think he'd take a hint. No, the asshole comes back and does it again. So, I had to get up in his face and start screaming, which is no fun when you, yourself, are all tore up, also! He went away and we went back to our campfire and then about 2 minutes later, a beer bottle is whizzed at us, not directly, but in out general direction. From that point on, it turned into a big man hunt, tracking down this asshole who threw it, waking up passed out, pissed off security staff members, being double-talked to by this asshole's friend who was back at the campsite where the bottle came from...it was just a big, ugly, buzz killing, bullshit drama! We eventually went back to the campfire after many choice words and then the asshole who did it finally came out of the woods to apologize about the whole thing!!! Lucky that Adam didn't slaughter him, at that point. At that point, we said fuck it and went back to sleep. Except the power kept going out and we had no heat for awhile. It was probably one of the worst time I've had camping at my "second home" this year!
When we came home from camping yesterday, we started drinking all of the confiscated beer we scored (glass is not allowed in the park). Well, I had the Bacardi coolers, as I'm allergic to beer...I passed out and so did Adam and we woke up just in time for Trick or Treating to start. I put on my dark blue, page-girl wig w/bangs and my big butterfly-glittery-sequin-feather mask. Adam put on his Insane Clown Posse clown mask and I grabbed a fat pillow case and off we went into the night. He goes out with me every Halloween to go trick or treating. No one ever questions me or gives me hard time. If anything, they are so taken off guard by my cool costumes every year. It was a lot of fun. We came home and sorted through all of the cool candy I scored. Then I made some popcorn and we watched The People Under the Stairs.
Now I am just waiting for that dang pie to get done!
My Halloween weekend full of surprises and bullshit started on Friday. I went to the Grog Shop to see this really hip local band called The Mod Quad and Lotus. I've seen Lotus before, when they opened for Ozric Tentacles. All of the local silly trippy dreaddy hippies came out of the woodwork for that show. My Lord! It was part rave, part Ekoostik Hookah show. I went there with someone who's very close to me, to play chaperon, much to my surprise. I am embarrassed to say who it is, as I found out she is "cheating" on her husband and she was meeting her boyfriend there, who was in one of the bands. She claims that her and her husband have an open marriage and that they live an alternative lifestyle. Maybe so. I'm not shocked, just surprised. Just when you THINK you know someone...But, the boyfriend was very nice, even bought me a shot of tequila and did a toast. I'm still not sure what to think about all of it, other than it's not my problem, but I care WAY too much about HER!
Saturday night Adam & I went to "Gory at the Quarry". Ekoostik Hookah played at the Quarry Park and it was the final hoorah festival of the year. Lots of freaky people dressed up and it all seemed cool on the outside. Except it was so cold and we were tripping our asses off, we just decided to stay holed up in the warm camper. We arrived around 7pm and finally emerged around 3am, when everyone good was passed out. We added to the already built fire and then the bullshit started.
Some spun out asshole started knocking down trees in our campsite, for firewood. Luckily none of them landed on our camper! So, we yelled at him the first time and you think he'd take a hint. No, the asshole comes back and does it again. So, I had to get up in his face and start screaming, which is no fun when you, yourself, are all tore up, also! He went away and we went back to our campfire and then about 2 minutes later, a beer bottle is whizzed at us, not directly, but in out general direction. From that point on, it turned into a big man hunt, tracking down this asshole who threw it, waking up passed out, pissed off security staff members, being double-talked to by this asshole's friend who was back at the campsite where the bottle came from...it was just a big, ugly, buzz killing, bullshit drama! We eventually went back to the campfire after many choice words and then the asshole who did it finally came out of the woods to apologize about the whole thing!!! Lucky that Adam didn't slaughter him, at that point. At that point, we said fuck it and went back to sleep. Except the power kept going out and we had no heat for awhile. It was probably one of the worst time I've had camping at my "second home" this year!
When we came home from camping yesterday, we started drinking all of the confiscated beer we scored (glass is not allowed in the park). Well, I had the Bacardi coolers, as I'm allergic to beer...I passed out and so did Adam and we woke up just in time for Trick or Treating to start. I put on my dark blue, page-girl wig w/bangs and my big butterfly-glittery-sequin-feather mask. Adam put on his Insane Clown Posse clown mask and I grabbed a fat pillow case and off we went into the night. He goes out with me every Halloween to go trick or treating. No one ever questions me or gives me hard time. If anything, they are so taken off guard by my cool costumes every year. It was a lot of fun. We came home and sorted through all of the cool candy I scored. Then I made some popcorn and we watched The People Under the Stairs.
Now I am just waiting for that dang pie to get done!