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Feel Good 5 Friday …

5 Feb

You have a list.

It could have just one name on it. But that name counts. It’s still a list, maybe the beginnings of one, or maybe it’s THE ONE.

Everyone writing down the places to visit or adventures to take when all this is over, when masks are no longer needed and we can walk around freely … that national park you swore you’d rent the RV for, the restaurant with the steak you never tried but always wanted, the rollercoaster you always wanted to conquer but never tried, the two tickets to see the game where you’d buy that $15 beer and not even care that it’s $15 because you got the foam finger too. You have these plans to see the little nooks and crannies of your city, you wanted to discover them, but always said you’d get around to it.

“I’m on top of that, Rose!”

Covid made you put it on a list … people have plans to recapture the simple and adventurous moments. The people moments when all this is behind us.

Me too.

I added a name to my list last week.

You see I had heard of the place but never made it out there. It’s a place best to be had with friends, with your Laverne & Shirley’s. But I was able to get a sneak peek of the possibilities just recently when I attended a virtual fundraiser.

A Bingo Fundraiser.

Have you been involved in Bingo?

Dude.

It’s intense. I mean the competitive side in you comes out and you’re hoping they call B8 because it’s what you need, but it doesn’t happen. They call G43 and you hear the Lucille yell Bingo!!!

And at that moment right there, you don’t know Lucile, never met her, but you sooooooo hope she’s wrong. She’s not, though.

So you clap and move on in hopes for your lucky numbers next time.

That was my sneak peek. A Hamburger Mary’s Bingo Fundraiser for the arts and I can’t tell you what a great time I had on Zoom playing Bingo. One of the best Zoom Meetings I’d had.

The Place to be 🙂

I mean I’m no stranger to a bingo like atmosphere, come Christmas and New Year’s Eve, when all the aunts and cousins get together La Loteria is taken and it’s a full fledged battle for the pot! But this was Bingo … saucy Bingo and I enjoyed it. Great to see some buddies online, playing with me as well. I imagine the live and in person version is even better. But the hostess provided the laughs and energy to make a Zoom meeting fantastically fun.

I didn’t have the thrill of yelling BINGO! But I imagine I will one day, hopefully it’ll be with my Laverne & Shirley’s at Hamburger Mary’s, the fun environment, the having a great time vibe, the music and jokes to lift your spirits … The Noodle Salad Moments live and in person. But until then I’ll have the list and the Feel Good 5 Fridays to help me sustain and thrive the months to come.

Buen Camino my friends

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Elton John with Kiki Dee — Don’t Go Breaking My Heart

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Los 8 de Columbia — La Roncona

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Sanford and Son Theme Song

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Vintage Trouble — Strike Your Light

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Tears for Fears — Everybody Wants to Rule the World

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I Don’t Think We’ll Be Drinking Margaritas Anytime Soon

30 May

What happens when you get caught lying?

When you’re a kid it’s kind of a big deal. People are trying to mold you into a good person. So lying is something that is strongly discouraged. You may even get a you-need-to-care moment. But what about as an adult?

I don’t go out much. Most of the time I’m hanging out with my kids, but when I get the chance to go out, I do. I go out with friends, and sometimes I go out alone. Most people have issues hanging out by themselves, but I’m pretty comfortable with that. Table for one, no crying, no yelling, no baby food, no Thomas the Train engines on the table. It’s nice.

So when a friend of mine asked me to hang out a while ago. I said sure why not. It was a mutual agreement. She wasn’t my best friend, but I thought she was a close friend. I thought we both wanted to hang out. She suggested it, and I said yes. So we made plans. So you’d understand why I thought she wanted to hang out.

We set it up and were supposed to meet. But then I got the phone call. The sorry I couldn’t make it phone call. And that alone would have been all right. But then she went on … she elaborated. She gave me this big story on how she couldn’t make it because of work. She was overloaded, and this project she was working on extended itself, and she went on and on about the details. It sounded pretty serious. Regular Wall Street gone wild.

I said no problem that’s fine. Some other time.

But I still decided to got out. Nothing crazy, just a visit to Barnes & Nobles, just to get out of the house. But as I was leaving the store and headed to a restaurant, I saw her … she was across the street, getting out of her car and walking into another restaurant with a couple of chicks.  They didn’t look like they were Wall Street people.

Dude.

It’s not like a live in a small town. I live in a heavy populated metropolis  filled with anywhere from three to four million people. There’s no Piggly-Wigglys here. So running into her was not something I had expected, especially after she told me that big story. 

So I stood there, at the cross walk. It was weird. I’d been stood up by a friend. She pulled a boyfriend move: The I’m-going-to-lie-to-you-because-I-really want-to-hang-out-with-the-guys-but-not-hurt-your-feelings move, which I thought was weird considering she asked me.

So I stood there for a second, contemplating what to do. It was weird. I didn’t want to make a big thing about it, but then again, why didn’t she just tell me the truth. I really wouldn’t have cared. What up?

So I did it. I walked into the other restaurant and headed to the bar. As I turned around to survey the scene I saw her. It took her a few minutes, but then she saw me. She did the double take and then looked mortified. That was all I needed.

I shook my head and just walked to the car.

She followed me outside and tried to explain the situation.

I told her, she didn’t need to explain. It’s not like we were dating. I told her to go back inside. I walked back to the car.

It was weird.

Stuff like that has never happened to me before. I don’t know, maybe it has and I never caught the other person. It’s not something to break apart a friendship, but I can’t imagine it would bring you closer. It does make you look at the person differently, though. I mean, I don’t think we’ll be drinking margaritas any time soon. And that’s o.k I’ve never minded drinking alone.