I'm sure if you live in the Midwest you have no idea what snow looks like this Winter, so I thought I'd show you. this is exactly what I see on my walk to work every single fucking day. It's kind of pretty, isn't it?
Soooooo, what should we talk about tonight? I had some Valentine's Day posts I was thinking about writing, but one I have to wait to talk to Erik about, so I think I'll just write about the weekend instead.
I already covered Sunday, so I think I'll just go with Friday and Saturday night. On Friday, I found myself in a weird predicament. Both the girls were at the basketball game by six and Stinky was going to sleep over at a friend's house and Coadster was going to "drive around" (that scary thing that high school kids do that encompasses so many frightening scenarios in my head) after the game got out. I had a Friday night all to myself. Since it was unplanned, I figured I'd just go down to the Dublin and see who was there. The answer to that, was all kinds of fun and generous people. I went down with $10 expecting to have a beer or two and head home. I only bought one beer and everything else, including a slice from Pizza on Dubuque, a few more pints and a total girlie shot were bought by all the cool kids down at the bar. If you ever get a chance to come to Iowa City, you should totally go downstairs and have a pint.
Coadster called me around 11'ish to tell me she wasn't going to drive around and was just going to go home instead. About a half hour later, Erik called me from Chicago and after dropping off his friend, "walked me home" on our cell phones.
Saturday was a bit on the hectic side. I had to get up early to take Coadster to show choir. I came back home and went to bed for a little bit until Stinky called me to come get her around 11. I ran a ton of errands. Took Stinky to her friend's house and finally headed to the Quad Cities.
the party itself was just fine. I didn't know anyone there but Erik, but there was a couple from Iowa City who I really liked and we all made fun of the band together. The band played 80's covers so badly, that even I had a hard time making them out. Yeah. Erik and I headed back to Iowa City around 9:30 and had a few drinks at where else? That's right. The Dublin. It was a pretty mellow night there, but the important people, like our friends D. and J. were there. J. was nice enough to give us a ride home, so we didn't even have to take a cab.
This, as you know preceded the wonderful Sunday morning where Erik and I slept in and ate all that food and didn't have anything to do until 12:30 when the girls came back from their dad's house. The end.