F*** It!!!

What do you do with a dream when it gets stuck?

Saturday I spent with my middle brother for the most part. Had some drinks, good laughs. I took him to the museum so he could see dads exhibit. He thought the whole place was pretty cool. Chomper was happy to see us. went. He was extremely hungover so off to lunch we went. For reason that make no sense, the place we wanted to eat decided to push opening back till 2 so we had to find somewhere else. We tried a fairly new place and it was enjoyable. Not exactly what we wanted, but enjoyable.

After a portion of the day alone and happy with it, I went to meet for drinks. After that it was burger time and booze at mi casa. The burger was basic and pretty perfect. A movie called “Don’t Breathe” was on and my brother hadn’t seen it so we watch. We wondered how the hell they made a sequel? Not that the first is bad, but the main character in the sequel is being proposed as a hero and he has no redeemable traits if you watched him in the first film. Villain 100%. Turkey Bastet full of semen…..

Early Sunday I was awoken to the glorious sounds of a thunderstorm rolling through like a freight train. She was an angry b**** of a storm. She cried 2.4 inches before she left us. It was so nice and gloomy and cool outside. The perfect morning for lunch outside with friends.

Unfortunately that didn’t f***ing happen. Last minute change of plans left it only being Jamie and I so we both decided it should just be moved to a later date. Real bummer because it was 70 degrees outside and that patio would have been perfect. When plans fail they fail good. I tried to get my brother to have lunch with me but it seems the drink got him good and he wasn’t ready for that. I didn’t want to cook and I needed out of the house so Chili’s it ended up being. It’s been over a year and 4 months since I’ve dined indoor at this establishment on a Sunday. It was a tradition of Bekah’s & I. Oddly it was a little emotional.

After knocking out some HEB shopping, the rest of the day was spent mostly with my brother watching bad tv. It was fine and dandy. Just what I needed. I also exposed myself one too many times during the day. Revealed secrets. Damn tricksters. Got me telling on myself. I guess for a day that didn’t start out as planned it was pretty good.

Monday was a total b****. As they can often be. I made it through and decided upon a last drink with my brother after such a sluggish awful day. We had a good time. Ran into my spouse, the vampire. She had the day off. We had a couple drinks and laughs at the days of old. It was a pleasure to have my brother in town. I needed him & will miss him.

Tuesday it was so nice and gloomy. I really need to remove the weather radio from my room. That thing started barking at me like a mad dog. It was flooding in town. More rain!!!! A LOT of it. 3.2 at my house. Let me just say that I needed it as much as the land. I soaked it up into my soul. I went to work and did very little before deciding “f*** it” and taking a half day. It was 70, gloomy & raining in August. I could also use a drink. What a day for it. It turned out to be quite productive and needed.

Wednesday it was still nice and gloomy. I didn’t get much sleep but I still went into work. Move-in day. Big day on campus. The kids arrival. What a time to exist. It’s a chaotic mess.

I am a staff senator. Stepping out of my comfort zone. I told people not to nominate me but someone did anyways so maybe it was a sign. I found out right before the campus assembly. Which was sooooooo looooooong. I was standing for 2 whole hours. Long winded folk, these academic type. Mini bios for everyone. I also had my name called as a newly member of staff senate. I was not expecting that. I was expecting the last name to be butchered but it didn’t happen. Oh well. I was out of the office for 2 hours. That evening I almost went for the free drinks and food at the campus assembly. I went as far as pulling into the parking lot. I sat for a while and decided to just go home. It was crowded and I didn’t feel like walking into that mess and not knowing who to talk to. Besides, I had better booze at home.

It was my burrito day come Friday. Weird day. Hung out a lot. It couldn’t end. At least I saw friends a few times. Next week school starts. Let’s see how that goes. May the weekend prepare us all. Happy Friday!!!

Jalapeño

Just some basic burgers with my middle brother.

An early breakfast since I was skipping brunch for lunch with friends. (Didn’t happen).

Asparagus ham Gouda stuffed chicken with a sauce I make that is to die for. One of Bekah’s favorites.

Steakhouse Patty over mashed potatoes.

I know it’s not exactly soup weather but a cloudy, rainy 70 degree day in August, I’ll do soup. I made some chicken tortilla. It was pretty damn good. Couldn’t pass up the opportunity.