Homecoming is the title of the game under the FNL's tonight. How it would suck to be the team rated worst in the league and the best team to play for a sure win for Homecoming festivities. As I sat at work waiting for the clock to hit the 3pm mark, a medium sized spider dropped from the sky with a loud plop to land directly in front of me. Yes, I screamed it was the second one this week. I can handle snakes; even a cotton-mouth chasing me, mouth open wide from across a pond with less heebie jeebies than a spider. Spanish Princess says it must be a sign, a sure sign to lock up the building methinks and head to the mountains for the game.
It is a beautiful Fall day in the Upper County. Today, favorite sassy red head is at favorite liquor store. This liquor store 'The Spirit Mine' is the Starbucks of liquor. She has an even sassier, snappy new 'do' and cool highlights to debunk the grays. Need me some of that!
She has just returned from abroad with hubby and found me a man while there. She has never 'found' me a man, not once in all the years I have known her has she done this, she has always watched from the sidelines with some dismay. So I'm intrigued, he will visit in July as he currently resides in London. We chat and catch up, round up some mini's for the game then on a lark decide to head to The Brick for a beer. Roslyn is having it's first ever 'Pubcrawl' (30 bands, 3 bars in two days) and we talk ourselves beyond the bouncer, (the owner) without paying cover, because we only want solo beer together and not membership for the next two days and figure home ownership should include cover charges for any local just looking for a single beer.
Bartender is surly and cards us, must be looking under thirty today and not over forty, will forgive her surliness this time. But if bouncer is providing this service for bartender why must we provide docs again? Bouncer kindly waves surly bartender off as she knows us for the age we are and she just knows us, bartender is knew and once again not very nice, and I'm being nice about her not being very nice for the record.
Over beers we discuss our favorite holiday, Halloween. The design and plan of our costumes involves much discussion and preparation. She is thinking Madonna or woad warrior, I'm hoping she goes for woad warrior as I will be the one to paint her tats with blue permanent marker on planned areas for authentic look and design. I'm still up in the air on this years costume. Waiting for divine intervention of creative idea. Guido girl was top of list, but fake and bake terrifies me. Hell those Jersey girls terrify me. Locals start streaming into the bar and it is time to head to the game before we are sucked into the crawl festivities.
Meet father of children at the game and we have a nice evening together. It is funny how football season is like going to a therapist or counselor together. #61 was worried about not being able to play in game due to sore throat and absence due to doctor visit, but apparently half the team is sick and also absent so they all play. Once again #61's sheer magnetism propels our team to a win 34-9. Don't have much time with him after the game he has to make the dance bus, enough time for a hug and dispensing of cash.
#61 and girlfriend ring this morning to say they had a great time, he rode the mechanical bull twice but they forgot to get pictures. WTS!
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