Ok. So I haven’t been around for a while. I know I’ve been busy with work and my play and gaining back ten pounds. That stuff takes time, you know what I mean? Procrastination and apathy are an artform that needs to be slowly and carefully crafted. Very slowly…
Anyway, I was doing so well with my blog, faithfully posting around 20 posts per month. It was a lot of fun and I also enjoyed gaining a following and reading all the diffent blogs I’d stumble upon. So what went wrong? What happened?
Life happened. I got caught up in the crap and mess that sometimes life feeds us. It snuck upon me out of nowhere and the next thing I knew it was “Wham! Bam! Thank you M’am” and my blog was getting ignored. And I mean that figuratively because there’s been no whamming or bamming in my life for quite some time. So I can’t even blame my lack of blogging on that.
Oh yes, I did have my play. That ate up time all weekend and during the week I needed to study my lines. We’ve done shows for two weekends and now we have a little break. No show this weekend and then two more shows the following Saturday and Sunday. But rehearsals are over so I’ve got more time on my hands.
So what have I been doing? Well, not a whole lot. Not cleaning the house. (It’s the worst it’s looked since my depression) Not dating. Not rehearsing anymore. Certainly not blogging. That’s a lot of “not doing something” going on here. In fact, way too much of that if you ask me.
One thing I have been doing is going to Merryfield’s where Heather works. The food is cheap and good and the drinks are cheap and strong. I sit at the bar and drink beer and eat wings and watch hockey or basketball or racing on the tv with a bunch of middle-aged breeders and occaisionally their middle-aged wives/girlfriends. (Breeder is a gay term for a straight person, just in case any of you aren’t up on gay lingo.)
Monday is $6.95 dinner night; Tuesday is $12.95 steak night; Wednesday is $8.95 pasta night; and Thursday is seafood night. Now where else can you get an 8 0z filet mignon dinner for $12.95 and Blue Moon drafts for $3.25? It’s hard to resist that. I’ve gone with Linda and sat at the bar chowing down wings and listening to a live band. (The band was awesome) I’ve had dinner several times with Amy AND actually sat at the bar by myself several times.
But enough is enough. As cheap as it is, it still costs money and I can’t afford to do that every night. Plus I’m gaining back my weight at an alarming rate and I am afraid that I am just going to give up and give in. So I’ve decided to stop running around and beg for forgiveness. I’m sorry my precious little blog for running around behind your back. I’m home and I’m here to stay.