Once Again

Sorry, sorry sorry! I came down tonsillitis on the 26th. That was supposed to be the day of my birthday party. So let's do some mad recapping about the more interesting events that have taken place.

Went to the casino last Saturday with RG for the running of the Kentucky Derby. No sex, no talk of sex, just the two of us hanging out knowing that there would be no sex. Did nothing Saturday night.

Sunday...Hold on to your pants! I went to watch a friend of Harley's who plays in a band. PHENOMENAL!!!! The only thing Harley didn't tell me was that all of her other friends were going to be there too and they were all coming off a ride. I was the only one not in leather and boots. Needless to say I stuck out like a sore thumb. That actually worked in my favor since I didn't have an empty drink the whole time I was there. I left around around 7 and by the time I got home was totally out of my element. I puked and puked and puked and then I lost 2 hours. I remember my daughter asking me to open some candy for her and then realized that it was 9:30. WTF!?

The next day (Monday) I felt like shit. I went to work and then went tanning. Same amount of time I always go, no new bulbs, nothing. I come out FRIED! WTF!? Then it dawns on me. The antibiotic I was on for tonsillitis is one I have never been on before and it totally tore me apart. I did not have that much to drink on Sunday to have had that reaction and same with the tanning reaction.

I sent some texts to RG and all I got in response was his usual glim, unfeeling "don't care" attitude. Granted I should not have been sending the drunken texts I was but I was heavily under the influence of my meds. He still wants to be my date on the 10th for my sisters wedding.

I was a HUGE hit with Harley's friends and even found myself a little hottie. He lives in Milwaukee which is ok and are getting together the next time he is in town.

Tomorrow is Thursday and I have a date. Another blind internet date, but what the heck, the last one was decent.

I will try to update again sooner because I still have to recap about my conversation with Home Wrecker. She sent me a text message so I called her worthless, home-wrecking ass. Maybe after my date tomorrow I can report on both of those.