wonderful weekend

This weekend has been simply wonderful and the perfect way to wind down from last week's stress.

The school day on Friday ended with an inward scream of joy, followed by an unfortunate and very FREEZING trip to the barn. As we always do, MR. and I settled into our chilly work quite quickly, and soon all our tasks had been completed. After rushing home to change clothes, I was off again. Auditions for the NC Fashion Week went great; I can't wait to hear back. For once, I really felt as though I knew what I was doing and that I really had a chance! ;]

I began this entry several days ago, and somehow it's already Wednesday..!! Re-capping the whole weekend now seems tough; so much happened!! I slept in every morning, and relished in the comfort only a warm comforter on a cold morning can bring...

I've taken to re-playing my favorite bits of the weekend over and over like a giddy lovesick schoolgirl (guilty?) ;] ...

Saturday night was filled with much-needed quality time with A., which was amazing. We sat in Starbucks, sipping a frozen drink as the ground froze outside and chatted everything from petty gossip to true love. It was wonderful to finally have some quality us time, and I'm so happy to have had her as a friend for as long as I have. Ever since things got sticky for her and MW on Sunday, though, I haven't seen her...
Sunday afternoon was full of anticipation and giddy excitement. After a shady exchange, MP and I dropped by KG's house to chill with her and TS. Later while MR, MP and DA relaxed, KG, TS and I snuck upstairs for a little inhale-able fun. [:grin: I'm not cheesy at all or anything.] After we'd had out fill, we trooped downstairs and left with the gang to meet up at the Cradle. The R. girls seemed to enjoy the ride over as I developed and demonstrated what I then dubbed "thumb artistry," as Soulja Boy blasted from the Lincoln's speakers.
The whole show had a dream-like quality. The dark, sparse room of the Cat's Cradle is becoming increasingly familiar, and I remember walking in and allowing the familiarity wash over me wave by wave. I shyly approached the stage, watching him work. He's beautiful: in his element - dark complexion caressed with red light, long slender fingers moving deftly across the tables. I watched him, eyes wide (pupils wider?), for a few moments until he noticed me and slunk over with his Chesire cat grin for a quick kiss...
The rest of the dance passed quickly, as I accepted a few dance propositions and otherwise bidded my time in the secret lounge. I had never known that was a real window...
:grins inwardly:
Monday afternoon was nothing short of magical, especially for a Monday. It's been running through my head since, on some sort of instant reply - In Sepia, because everything is even more romantic in Sepia. I would doze forever on that chest with Seinfeld reruns playing softly in the background...if only, if only!
Monday night's adventure's were also severly quality. Who knew there's a little tavern in the back of the Super Suds..? Turns out there is, and MP, DA, and I had a grand time there shooting pool, making ridiculous sexual jokes, and being entirely too loud in front of the cranky old "bar keep." We lost at least one cue ball, discussed the difference in "hair's bredth" and hare's breath," and learned that I definitely have a career in professional pool playing.

Somehow it's already nearly midnight, and I must be off. I'll leave you a few noteworthy quotes to ponder.


Seinfeld -
"George: She invited me up. Coffee's not coffee, coffee is sex.
Elaine: Maybe coffee was coffee.
George: Coffee's coffee in the morning, it's not coffee at twelve o clock at night.
Elaine: Well some people drink coffee that late.
George: Yeah, people who work at NORAD, who're on twenty-four hour missile watch."

Daniel -
"You kill the runway, it was so cool to see everyone's expressions..."

him -
"I woke up thinking you were beside me.."

One day, baby.
In love and light,
S-