Always an Adventure. …

I think ‘Love Me Back to Life’ is my favorite song so far on the new Bon Jovi album, “Bounce.” That’s what we all need right now, someone or something to awaken the sleeping hearts within so many of us. At any rate, Bon Jovi is on “Letterman” tonight, and that’s the only reason I’m even awake … that, and to do my Friday Five!!!

Before I get all philosophical, I just have to rant. IKEA Boy and I attended Photoshop classes in D.C. for the past two days, and we’re just lucky to have not gotten shot by the area sniper who claimed his seventh victim last night. And the dumb bitch in the class, Mimi, who couldn’t follow simple directions, was lucky we didn’t jump on her and beat the shit out of her … although I think the instructor might have wanted to at least have the honor of throwing the first punch. 🙂

But we will remember what happened OUTSIDE of classes more than we will remember the tips and tricks we learned in our sweltering little classroom.

Last night, we dragged our asses out of class and to the parking garage, only to find that he had locked his keys in his car, which the attendant couldn’t park (obviously), so it sat on the ramp all day. Hee hee. Mikey saved the day — he graciously fought rush hour traffic to bring IKEA Boy’s spare car key, and then we all went to the new Starbucks in Dupont Circle to kill time until the rush hour mess lifted a bit. All told, we left the seminar at 5 p.m. and got home close to 8 p.m. Oy vey.

But his little black cloud took a rest this morning so that mine could inflict some drama in our days. After he picked me up at 7:50 this morning, we crawled along I-395 at the warp speed of 10 mph. Finally, we jumped off the highway to grab some fuel and for him to grab a sandwich and a Frap. Well, he asked me to open the Frap for him, and what I did not realize was that he had managed to unscrew the lid beneath the plastic on the bottle, so when I yanked off the plastic, I thought I’d be nice and shake up the drink before opening the cap. BIG MISTAKE!!!!!! The milky brown liquid went flying EVERYWHERE!!! Long story short, we went back to his place so that we could tidy up the messes (my shirt, jeans and cute little frog socks were saturated, and we’re just happy that the car has a leather interior). At that point, it was 8:30 a.m. and the seminar began at 9. We got there at 10.

The drive there was hysterical. He whipped out his trusty crack pipe and smoked himself a fattie. Of course, I got the contact high, and we just laughed and laughed throughout the hour-plus commute. And because we figured things just couldn’t possibly get any worse for us, we hopped into the HOV lane illegally … I figured our defense would be something like, “But officer, we were so high that we truly THOUGHT there were three people in the car!!!” hee hee. Always an adventure. Always. 🙂 I know I’m NEVER going to hear the end of this, but I don’t care … if nothing else, my life is amusing!!!

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