This past weekend was a bit crazy. Lots going on. So, let’s get to it.

Saturday, I went to the River Arts District Artists Studio Stroll. I hadn’t been in a couple of years as this was something that Franke and I did every Fall until we had our falling out. I ended up going by myself and it was kind of depressing. I didn’t have anyone to talk about the art with, so I don’t think I will do it again (at least not by myself).

The Stroll also depresses me because all the cool art just reminds me how long it has been since I have done any real art because I am terrified of failure. Recently, two paintings of mine that I have hanging in the house were met with some skepticism (i.e. “Oh, YOU painted those?”). That didn’t help my fear of failure issues where making art is concerned.

Anyhoo … I did see this cool painting that I wanted to buy. It was only $700 which seemed pretty reasonable as this was a large piece.

Saturday evening, I put in an appearance at my nieces birthday party and then we attended a wedding. I didn’t know anyone there and it freaked me out quite a bit. The wedding got started 45 minutes late (annoying) but the service was really sweet (I almost cried) and the reception was “breakfast for dinner” foodables. Yummy! I think I ate my weight in bacon.

Sunday, we went to the dedication for the new public art piece here in town. Afterward it was off to John’s 60th Birthday Party wherein the free wine flowed a little TOO freely. The “photo booth” thing seems to be all the rage at parties now. David, Judy, Jeff, and Lloyd joined in on the fun.

Somehow we made it home … after a Walmart detour (why the fuck did we go there?) and a stop at Taco Bell for cheap and sleazy eats to soak up the wine.

And then … MONDAY. It was a suck-ass day (and not in the good homo way). I was tired (and, thankfully, not too hung over) from all the wine consumed the day before. I hadn’t slept well and got out of bed with a feeling that something bad was going to happen. This feeling lasted most of the day. Work was annoying as I couldn’t seem to do anything right. After work, we met Wanda for dinner which was a nice distraction from the general awfulness of the day.

And now, the boyfriend is off to a conference in San Diego … so I am footloose and fancy free for the rest of the week. I am going to listen to my records too loud and watch movies that I know he would hate.