I’m going to give this weekend an A. Or…no. Better than an A. I think I’ll give it an A to the 3rd power. An A cubed, if you will.
I know you will.
After a week filled with car problems (and, when I say “problems” I actually mean “total and complete frickin’ failure”), malfunctioning electronics, and broken dishes (I could go on), CK and I were down for some fun. But, you know what? You don’t realize how much you depend on a gigantic, plasma boob tube hanging smack-dab in the middle of your living area until it craps out on you.
You’re then forced to improvise.
After we got back from a delicious Macaroni Grill dinner (complete with an opera singer who was wandering around, singing from table to table? Really? Never noticed that phenomenon before…), we cracked open a bottle of wine and had some ridiculous fun taking turns playing old-school cds, trying to make each other crack up. There was some Firehouse, some Presidents of the United States of America (”peaches come from a can…they were put there by a man”), some Mighty Mighty Bosstones, and of course, some Snoop. It was awesome.
Top-notch non-tv time.
Then, Saturday night we headed downtown to the State Theater to see Chris McCarty. Awesome!!! This is the second time I’ve seen Chris play, and he’s fantastic. I’ve had his cd for awhile, and it’s very good. But, nothing compares to his live shows. I don’t really know how to describe him, but he plays with such obvious joy that his energy is completely contagious. We had a blast.
I wish I could tell you that I was going for “ambiance” with this picture, but the truth is my camera - as great as it is in most situations - kind of sucks in dark places. Here’s the best I could do.
See that smile??
Maybe this one’s a little better?
And, in true St. Petersburg fashion, we ran into some strange rangers right after the show. See, we promised our friend Kimmie that we’d stop at the Emerald on our way out since it was so close to the theater (she’s a bartender there). When we got there, though, there was no sign of Kimmie. HOWEVER. There did seem to be a group of people golfing inside the bar.
No, seriously.
I can’t make this stuff up. Let’s just say I HOPE there was a bar crawl of some sort involved here…
You know, it’s not just anywhere in the country where you can come out of dinner and randomly happen upon the tail end of a gorgeous sunset… But that’s just what CK and I did, coming out of a rock-solid dinner at the Pepper. And, it was the tail, tail end for sure, as you can see in the pics.
My first picture was of a little corner of the sun, still in the sky. See it there all tiny-like in the middle??
And, my second picture - literally a second or two later - was of no sun at all.
The end of another gorgeous day!!
Posted on 15 May '09 by colorcodedc, under Uncategorized. 2 Comments.
CK’s brother and sister-in-law had their baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Woo-hoo!!!! Well, technically, I guess SHE really did all the baby having, but still. He’s here!!! Yay!!!
I can’t wait to meet him! We’ll be up in the ‘Burgh for my cousin’s wedding in a couple weeks, so I’m sure we’ll get some baby time in then.
This is the first grandchild in CK’s family, so they all are Super Psyched. This also means that CK is a first-time uncle, so he’s totally ready to be the cool guy who takes the kid to Steeler games (when he’s an approporiate age, of course. There are no Steeler ticket wasters in this family, mister!), lets him stay up past his bedtime on sleepover nights, facilitates his first viewing of The Big Lebowski, and takes him to the bar when he is 18 turns 21. Good times.
His name’s Nathan, and even though I SO want to call him Nate-Dogg, I’ll wait and see what they’re planning on calling him. Nathan? Nate? N-Tastic 2009? He he. Just kidding.
I’m totally calling him Nate-Dogg regardless. 
Posted on 13 May '09 by colorcodedc, under Uncategorized. No Comments.
It’s that time of year of year again! The time when winter gives way to spring and love is in the air. The time when young and old come together to celebrate passion, destiny, bad dancing, and booze.
That’s right, friends. It’s wedding season.
CK and I have four weddings where our presence will be expected this year, and last weekend kicked it off for us in style. We flew up to Richmond, VA (actually Powhatan, VA… yeah, I never heard of it either) to take part in the marital festivites of my oldest childhood friend. K is the girl who I grew up with…who lived four houses down from me for pretty much the first 18 years of my life. What a great time. It was awesome to be able to hang out with the people who made up an entire second family for me when I was young. Her fiance’s family was wicked cool, too. PLUS, my parents and sister were invited, so it was just like a big ole family reunion.
K was SO happy. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her happier. See what I mean?
That is one happy bride, fresh out of the makeup chair!
Sure, it was somewhat of a nightmare getting there. As it turns out, there’s no direct easy way to fly from Tampa to Richmond, so we had to connect…through Philly (naturally). Philly is so ON THE WAY to Richmond. Of course, delays followed, and we screeched into the rehearsal about 10 minutes behind schedule…in shorts and flip flops when everyone else was dressed for a cocktail party. I tell you, we are nothin’ but class. All was forgiven, though, and we went on to have a great time.
To top it all off, CK and I built in an extra day to visit one of my roommates from college and her husband, who have lived in Richmond for a number of years now. We drank a lot of beer, had a lot of laughs, and even had time for a quick vineyard tour of Charlottesville (I recommend the Verdejo). The four of us can sure pack a wallop of fun into one tight timeline.
One down, three to go!
