High School Graduation & Memorial Day Weekend: A Weekend Blog

Graduation began at 9. I got there just around 8:45. So many people. I’m not even sure the last concert I attended was that big. A little overwhelming for this introvert but I was in for the long haul. Should have taken a Xanax. Haha.

It was a touching moment seeing Yvette’s daughter walk to her seat in the cap and gown. She had some bright boots. Bling. The pre stage walking was a drawn out hour long snooze but that’s always the case. I just wanted to see her walk the stage. When she got up from her chair and finally made it across the stage with her diploma in had I actually got a little misty eyed. I told Yvette it was my allergies and contacts from mowing the lawn the day before. All in all it was a 3 hour adventure. Speeches, stage walk and after pictures. We didn’t think to coordinate how to find each other before. I was so happy I didn’t have to sneak in.

We did dodge a bullet. The “devil” was in the building. Not sure where he sat but he never found us. I couldn’t have cared if he had. By all accounts the guy is a piece of shit and can fuck himself but I wasn’t going to waste my time worrying about meeting him. Some people can just eat a dick and are not worth the time thinking about. So that’s a nice little cherry on top of a great graduation,aside from long. The girl looked beautiful and happy and that’s what it’s all about. It was her day.

The rest of that day I went home a cleaned more for the party. It motivates me to clean more than I had in a while. I took a break and went for a beer and a burger.

I went to Walmart after lunch just to get party snacks and ended up with a weeks shopping. I now had meals. Made it back home and started some more yard work. Yvette showed up and I took a brief break before getting back at it. I needed a quick drink stronger than a beer. I came back home and made stir fry. Orange chicken peppers stir fry. Fantastic.

That evening my blood sugar went on a rollercoaster ride. It was a complete bitch to deal with. I finally gave up and went to bed. I was excited about getting some sleep before the lake house party.

I slept in till 10:30, got up and showered and drove off to Corner Stop, a fantastic burrito place. I thought I would go ahead and grab some breakfast so everyone that stays the night has something to eat Monday morning. 3 papa’s con chorizo w/ beans, 3 sausage & eggs, 3 spicy machacato. I also grabbed some spicy sauce. It was legit. I’m going to need to figure out how to cook with it over the week.

I took my dogs with me when I went to pick up my mother for the party. I figured it would be one less thing to deal with if they stayed with her and she was okay with that. Thought it a pretty good idea. The party started at 1 but we were a little late on lift off. It was a beautiful cool day in May for a lake party.

The campus lake house and lot was actually very nice. How have I never been. I guess I dodge out of all our silly team building retreats. The party was a lot of fun. I guess I don’t even notice being the only white boy around anymore. My mom had a good time talking and meeting all the family. The food, particularly the brisket, was amazing. He really should have opened a BBQ joint. I had to skip on the cake and cookies due to my ongoing blood sugar issues. By all accounts they were good. The day couldn’t have been better.

So the after party. It wasn’t as many as was expected. We had some unexpected guest. It was fun. Everyone had a great time. I had lights set and I think it was all done well. Pizza and Queso. My lights looked good. I laughed a lot. It was a fun night. They sort of made me miss being young. It was fun with Yvette and her children.

Memorial Day was my fathers birthday. He would have been 73. He would have liked the weather. Yvette and I slept in, as did her graduate. We all had a burrito. It was a lazy day. I took all to eat. Twin Peaks of all places. It was good food and a shit waitress. She didn’t seem to like us. Honestly the worst service I’ve ever had. Details are not needed. Yvette said her boobs didn’t make up for the awful service.

My father.

It was a good and very tiring weekend. I hit the hay Sunday just planning on a nap and I was out. It wasn’t until 2am that I realized I had even gone to bed. Cheers!!

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