Anyhow, Saturday started like all the other days, up at three to be in by four after tossing and turning for five hours. It didn't help that I didn't start working on my skirt for the grape stomp until about six the night before. (I do my best work on a tight schedule) And so I was up until about ten or so. More on the skirt and the grape stomp with picture goodness later.
Taking a step back a few days to Monday, Chrsity, one of my buddies, and I were sketching out a plan to go to the Pirate Fest. Last year we had out pick of days, this year not so much. The event is Saturdays and Sundays for the last three weeks of September, so there had to be a day that it would work out. Well Saturday was out, I had grapes to stomp. Sunday was looking like an option, but I would have to miss a Catholic picnic. (No, I'm not a Catholic, hell, I'm not even a Christian, but who can resist quilt bingo and beer.) Now that she's married, there is this other person that I have to clear things with before plans can be finalized. So after eliminating every other day, we decided that today would be the best option to go the Pirate Fest.
And then Lisa told us she had tickets to a concert Saturday night up in St Louis. Cheap Trick, Heart, and journey (without Steve Perry, they're not Journey) would hit the stage at Riverport/UMB Bank Pavilion/Verizon Wireless Amphitheater Saturday night. So the wheels in our minds started turning and we came up with a genius plan. I'd go to work, go stomp some grapes, then high tail it up to St Louis for the concert, after the concert we'd get a room and go play pirate on Sunday. And it was a good plan.
Until that bastard Ike blew into town. Of course we have the standard panic pricing on gas and the warnings that they could go over $5.00 before the end of the weekend. Yeah ,Exxon. So then the weather started to play a role. If we had the predicted torrential rains, the grape stomp would go on, under a large tent, but it would go on. The concert, no so much and the pirate party might have to be no gos.
As the weekend approached, the weather loomed large, but we had a plan dammit. Until Kathy decided she need to go to Nashville. She had a good reason and needed someone to go with her to drive a second vehicle back to Missouri.
So we needed a new plan. Then it all fell shit and we decided to play it by ear.
The skirt got made, work went almost like it should, grapes got stomped, and we all managed to meet up for dinner before the concert which was going to hold off for a bit.
We decided (wrong) that the rains would come and the pirate fest would be a no, so we actually only took one vehicle (which was a mistake as well) the concert. The concert rocked, what we say of it. Cheap Trick was adequate. Heart absolutely fuckin' rocked (probably more on that later) and the journey took the stage. The new singer was good, but for some reason Lisa decided to leave. I thought she was tried and wanted to get the Nashville road trip part of her weekend started.
I was wrong, she wanted to go to the boat. Being that I was broke and don't really enjoy throwing away good drinking money into a machine, I wasn't exactly sure that it was a good idea. But, since we only took one car I was stuck. We finally dragged her off the Double Dolphin machine a touch after twelve thirty. This was a slight problem since Christy told her husband we would meet up with him at one thirty in Farmington.
I am so tired right now, I finally got home about three this morning. I really really had to pee, but didn't want to stop, because I really, really, really wanted to go to bed. I take out the contacts, bush the fangs and crawl into bed. And couldn't sleep. My sinus are a little stopped up and my throat was scratchy from yelling and cigarette smoke in the casino. So I decided to take a shower to wash the smoke smell out of my hair and try to clear out the snot. Once my hair was mostly dry, I crawled back into bed about five thirty. At seven, the alarm clock goes off to wake the kid for work.
So I put my contacts back in and grab a Diet Pepsi and started working on my fantasy football teams (more on that later to) and the day goes on and on and on and on
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