I'll start with this...I'm just days away from moving out, the house is full of boxes and everything is in disarray. So, John asks me to dog sit while he's off traveling the world. Seeing that I have never had a dog before, I was hesitant. But somehow I managed to get myself involved with this precious tard of a dog who sits before me now.
My first day with Mason could've been my last. As I let Mason outside for his routine potty break, I decided to fix myself some cereal and kick back in the recliner. I accidentally fell asleep with Mason outside. I awoke to the sound of water. As I looked back through the back door, I noticed there were ripples in the pool but no sign of Mason. As I sat up in the recliner, I see Mason struggling in the deep end. I immediately panicked and bolted out the door with my blanket still wrapped around me. Without second thought, I was diving head first, clothes and all. As I got to the cold and scared Mason, I ushered him to the side and out of the pool. He just looked at me as if he was ready to play. Then I experienced a reality check. I asked myself, did that just happen? I went from a peaceful, resting moment to an adrenaline rush filled with fast-paced fear. My first concern was how long had he been in there? Did he swallow water? I think I was in more shock than he was. And with all the pollen falling off the trees, the pool is covered in pollen seeds. So, on top of having to dry Mason off, I had to pick pollen seeds out of his coat and out of my hair. Joy.
This along with the stress of moving and moving on, I was about ready for a vodka martini. A couple of us got together and headed out to Jack's Backyard. I have to admit, I was concerned about the location but the place is actually a lot of fun with a very cool vibe. Outdoor concerts and big garage doors that open to the bar. First martini in, I recognize a familiar face. It was my Client, Oytun. Small world. It was good to see him out and about.
Two martinis in, we start meeting people. One in particular, Chase. Oh Chase, you are so not straight. But yet, you bought my non-lesbian friend drinks thinking you were gonna get some play. Although you were a greek adonis, you brought your ex-girlfriend's BF to the bar. Not smart. But the shot you bought us was horrible but you were eye candy, so we're even. :)
Three martinis in, things start getting funnier and Fuel City Tacos sound like a necessity. The band closed, the crowd cleared and all five of us were heading to "Fuel City....CITY OF FUEL!!!!" We destroyed about 12 tacos and half of them ended up on the hood of my car, thanks Megan.
After our attack on Fuel City, we went dancing. Goo. Not smart. Overall, my experience last night was so much fun. I have such great friends and we all get along so great. I can't wait for our camping trip in two weeks. I'm sure there will be a lot of great times and great stories awaiting us. God and family knows I could use more of that.
Now, let me tell you what happened today...I wasn't feeling well due to the dancing, martinis and tacos. So, I slept in a bit. :) I got dressed (ok when I say I got dressed, I mean, I threw on my underwear from the night before and put on a shirt. Decided to walk Mason. As I was closing the front door, I thought to myself, "oh crap, I just locked myself out." There I was with an unruly animal on a old fashion leash, not the retractable kind. No way in the house so my mind started racing. Rang a few doors, no one home. Do I have to walk to a pay phone? Oh Lord. Finally, I see a family down the street, so I ask them if I can borrow their phone. I call my folks because I no longer have Jesse's number and besides he was too busy being a douche anyway. I had to wait for my parents to drive from Grand Prairie to let me in. So, Mason and I popped a squat in the front yard. We got a lot accomplished. He mastered lay down, stay and squirrel chasing. I'm starting to love that dog.
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