Now that the world has stopped spinning on its whisky-fueled axis, it's possible to reflect on the past year, like I always try to do. 2006 definitely had its overabundance of drama, but I like to focus on the "firsts" and the new stuff."FIRSTS" FROM 2006:
A brother-in-law
And a fellow American Studies nerd at that! Now have a ranting buddy.
Pierced ears, a tattoo, and fishnet stockings
This may or may not be psychologically related to the event that got me the item above. Prediction for 2007: more leather. Yeeehawww, biker chick look!
A strip club
Also unrelated to the item above, but definitely happened because of the first-mentioned item. I learned that all items of clothing do not come off. And I learned by being TAKEN, not WORKING!
Driving in LA
This is not something I would wish on anyone else. On my '05 trip, I managed to stick to local freeways. This time, I managed on the huge web of interstates. I hate driving on freeways period, so I'm kind of proud that I managed the LAX-to-everywhere-else daily shuttles. Even if I hyperventilated every time.
A laptop
No more looking like a Luddite or a crossword dork in coffee shops.
A friend dying
Have dealt with the passing of a parent and grandparents, but never anyone close to my age.
Utah
With its highs and lows. First moose sighting also occurred on this trip.
Here's to 2007 and the new stuff (for better or worse) that it'll bring!
17 comments:
Wait, hang on. A strip club? Where was that post? Did I miss something?
Oh oops, guess the original post was only one sentence.
We went with an off-duty cop! But since it was a male strip club in West Hollywood, it was therefore gay bar. We were the only women in there.
It wasn't that exciting. I tore up the dance floor while my sister's to-be relatives dragged her around to all the go-go cages. Her future sis-in-law (the cop) recited all the laws governing strip clubs in California. It was actually pretty tame. Except for all the gay porn on the TV screens. That was all very enlightening.
I've been sworn to secrecy. The bride has not told our mother, our other very religious sister, or her mother-in-law. Then again, I doubt she's learned how to say "gay male strip club" in Spanish. Yet.
Yeah, see, that post didn't indicate it happened. I wouldn't have envisioned the answer to the question being "yes."
My brother-in-law in NM over Xmas offered to take me to one to make up for my 'bachelor's party.' He also offered to take me to a shooting range or for a hike in the mountains. I went for the hike.
I don't think strip clubs are meant for the socially awkward.
Ahem! Your bachelor's party was ... very unique. We had limited resources! That's funny, though. I'd forgotten one of the bro-in-laws was there to witness everything.
Actually, my sister's in-laws decided to take her to the strip club to make up for the "bachelorette party" I threw for her in Seattle. Mine was cooler, though. It involved clues and a scavenger hunt and going around to different places from her childhood, then boozing. Except it was raining really hard, and people slowly bailed. Halfway through the evening, there were only 3 of us.
So you've thrown two bacholer/ette parties where people slowly bailed? (If you remember, both of my brothers-in-law bailed somewhere in the middle of Maine.)
I don't think that's a good sign.
That's hilarious. I'd forgotten *both* of them were there!
Yeah, I'm better at helping to plan summertime barbecues, wine and cheese parties, and political events.
tuning in late here. which brother in law was this?
i was just working up the courage to defend the bachelor party (at least you had a good outfit! and that part where you refused to go into dunkin donuts and order a pink frosted donut was pretty funny) but i really can't defend it. it would have been great if we hadn't had that harebrained beach frisbee plan (i.e. just truckers and mini golf)
if the three of us are all in the same place again, we should do something to make up for that debacle. but nothing with nakedness or shooting.
I forgot about Truckers! Good times.
remember how we had to eat in like 10 minutes? REALLY good times.
And the random sculpture in whatever town that was! I also vividly remember getting bad cappuccinos in several locations.
We had to eat in 10 minutes because I had to get to my WEDDING. Because my 'bachelor party' was the day of my wedding. Because you got me lost in rural Maine on the day of my wedding.
I'm not bitter. A good hike would have sufficed.
Hahahahaha, I'd forgotten about that too! I mean, not about getting lost. I definitely remember that.
Xtina and I also got locked out of her car the evening of the rehearsal dinner. It was running and we had to call AAA. In rural Maine. We almost missed the reception. Actually, we almost missed the wedding, cuz when I got to Boston and called her to see when we were driving up, she said "Oh, it's THIS WEEKEND?" And she had a sunburn. Funny. I'm cracking up remembering it all now...
Wow. In retrospect, it's a miracle everything went smoothly. The ceremony and reception were rockin'. It's one of the funnest weddings I've ever been to.
i take full responsibility for having to shovel down our truckers lunch. as i recall, we got back a little later than intended.
i remember telling will how i messed up the dates for the wedding and him going "that's a story that will be funny to tell torgo LATER"
so what's it now, 3 and a half years later? is that right? anyway, still not that funny.
but it was a great wedding. will's was fun, too. i haven't been to any others in the last 5 years because ... well, none of my friends are getting married. or are even engaged.
c'mon people, give me a reason to go somewhere.
Yours and my sister's were the coolest ones I've been to so far.
And I've now caught the bouquet at the weddings of two different friends of my Mom. It's some kind of jinx.
Xtina, it's all you!
oh, GEEZ.
But you know, no pressure... =)
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