Here is a picture looking down Iowa Avenue in downtown Iowa City.
Damn, but it's been one long week. Lucky for me, I scheduled myself a half day of vacation tomorrow. Originally, it was just going to be a little time treat for myself, but now it might just be recovery and resting. Stinky really wants to go to school tomorrow. If nothing else, she's pushing to at least go in the afternoon. We'll see. Coadster came home sick today from school complaining of nausea. She was really pale and weak, so I doubt she was faking it. I think all this illness is more from all of us needing to slow it down...Hopefully, we can do that in the next month or two.
Okay, but back to this weekend. Tomorrow I get off work at noon and then I plan on running. After I shower and clean the house a little, I'll start getting ready for the evening. I traded nights with my ex for my friend G's however many years straight 29th birthday party. My girl crush is coming to town for it, and loads of people we know will show up on and off all night.
A smaller group of us are starting off at G.'s house for pizza. Then at some point we'll head to the Coyote Ugly type bar where the bartenders wear bikinis and dance on the bar and there are reports of a stripper pole too. It should be hilarious, with the kind of bawdy dames I'll be traveling with. Then, when that finally wears thin, we'll head on down to the Dublin, where I'm sure we'll push all the tables to the side and have a crazy dance party there too. It sounds perfect for the frame of mind I'm in right now.
Saturday night I'll have the girls and they have been planning on having a mellow night with some of the other neighborhood girls to watch movies and maybe sleepover at one of their houses. I told them they were welcome to hang at my place, but one of the other girls just moved into a new, bigger house, so they might just go there, which would give me another night to myself. I'd be happy either way. My only real goal for Saturday is to watch 3:10 to Yuma at some point. I guess every girl needs a goal, right?
As usual, I'd love to hear your weekend plans. Will you be dancing at a Coyote Ugly type bar with other salty broads, or will you be watching gritty Westerns at home?