Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Tenderness on the Block
Unless I'm hanging with my sometime man-date, Scott, or with my oldest and dearest friends, my intake of booze is quite limited. In those aforementioned times, I can swing right back into my peak consumption times. It's quite a thing to see - though it is not always pretty.
Or even at a block party in the hood.
Perhaps 5-6 glasses of wine isn't a bad thing......assuming one partakes of the layout of food that was also provided.
Blobby didn't do that.
To be fair, there is only so much quinoa salad one can tolerate...and I think three different people brought one.
Usually there is a treasure trove of desserts, which made me halt my thought-process of bringing cupcakes......and almost no one brought dessert this time.
Oh fate, you are a cruel, cruel wench.
I had a few chips full of guacamole....and......well....that might have been it. Oh - no, I had one of the things we had brought (more on that tomorrow). Hardly enough to absorb any booze going into my system, let alone all of it.
I chatted with some long time neighbors. I got to meet one-half of the newest neighbors....though I saw the male half chatting with others (grrrrrrrrr!).
Still it was a nice time and we do have some really nice folk who live by us.
My favourite part of the day were the kids. I know.....I know.....I don't like kids. But some of them have clearly seen too many police / crime dramas. They were going around doing chalk outlines of each other.
It was funny the weird positions they were getting into. Very random. Very post-violent scenes.
Or maybe I was more amused at this because I was drunk.
Song by: Shawn Colvin