Get out of me pre-FACE.

Saturday night I forced myself to get in my VAN and drive to Skits’ 40th birthday party. I say “force myself” because, well, I’ve not been feeling so hot, and when I feel this way, I like to hide from the world. However, I am growing (ha! ha!) and learning how to push those feelings aside and not them control me and not let them keep from from enjoying life. Also? There was no way I was going to let my weight issues keep me from seeing Skits one last time before she moves.
So, I bought some new earrings to make myself feel better and headed on out to El Torito.
I’m so glad I didn’t listen to “my feelings.”
I had a fabulous time with my friends. I mean, does it get any more fabulous then ME singing “As Long as You Love Me” by Backstreet boys? Seriously, pointing whilst singing The Backstreet Boys is TOTALLY fabulous, right? And, so totally, completely “cool”, no? And so is owning their “greatest” “HITS” CD, YES?!
Speaking of “Fabulous”, I have to tell you about my friend Joelle. (I hope she does not kill me) She’s an incredibly beautiful woman. I’ve always thought that, always. But, saturday night, when she walked in the room, she was so stunning, it actually took my breath away. She had a really hot new haircut (10 inches… GONE) and was wearing a hot pair of jeans and MAN, I was in awe. I felt very ugly for about 2 minutes while standing next to her, but the thing is this, not only is she beautiful? She’s got a great personality to match. She’s not “stuck up” what so ever. Infact? She’s loving, warm and she’s all classy n’shit. That’s rare, to find someone that gorgeous with such a good, pure spirit. I feel lucky to know her, I really do.
(Dear Joelle,
Are you mad at me for writing this? Circle YES or NO
Love U 4 Evah,
-Y)
The night ended on a sad note. Having to hug Skits “goodbye”. I know we’ll see each other again, BUT I HATE CHANGE. I hate that she’s not going to be a couple freeways and just an hour away anymore. HATE it. I hate that should I accidently get pregnant again, she won’t be able to throw me another baby shower and make beans and weenies for me at her house here in california. I hate that I won’t be able to email her and be all “Todd Glass is going to be at The Improv next week, wanna go?” I guess that’s life. Things happen, people move, life changes. You have to accept it and make the best of it. But, that doesn’t mean I can’t HATE IT.
I wish PigHunter had come with me, but, he’s a homebody and was all “Go! By yourself! Have fun! Don’t let dumb people get you down! Enjoy life! SING BACKSTREET BOYZ WHILST POINTING YOUR FINGER IN THE AIR! Because that’s cool!” (He might not have actually “said” the thing about backstreet boys, but he totally said it with his eyes)
So, alone I went.
And I’m happy I did. I needed to be around friends and let loose a little.
Ok. A lot. Because saying “I have to PEE!” very loudly in a restaurant is “letting loose A LOT.”