a) cooked
b) cleaned
c) watched a few episodes of Arrested Development
d) got into a fight with Joe via text message
To explain the last point, last weekend went something like this:
Joe: There's a wine tasting in the park, want to go?
Me: Oh, when/where/how?
Joe: (fills in details) It's expensive but it might be fun to do another picnic in the park. Or we could just do another movie night and cuddle?
Me: Um, actually, I'm going to Wisconsin this weekend. Catch you later?
Next, I will preface by saying I went out all week and really did have my heart set on cooking/cleaning Fri night. So this weekend went something like this:
Joe: There's a really great jazz pianist in town from France at Green Mill Fri/Sat night, interested in going?
Me: Hey, I know this is going to sound really lame, but I was planning on cleaning and stuff tonight, and I have plans on Sat/Sun..
Hmm. Does it sound like I'm blowing him off for a 2nd weekend in a row? Maybe because I am blowing him off for a second weekend in a row?? I'm just so damn lazy, I don't feel like making the effort to hang out every weekend. How do you tell someone they've been downgraded to an acquaintance? At any rate, the response was:
Joe: Who said anything about Sunday??
My reading of this was that he was pissed. Although Matt suggested that maybe he was implying that I was implying a Sat night hangout would extend into an awkward Sun morning breakfast. Uh no. I thought about not responding to this, then Warren convinced me that would be awkward and I shouldn't leave things like that. So, I debated texting "Well, want to do something Mon night?" or better yet, to answer the question:
Me: I did haha.
No response so far!
Well, I hadn't quite expected things to end like that, but it's resolution to something that's been weighing on my mind, so I'm happy even if Kelly insists "you can't text message brake up" (sic).
Anyway, the rest of the weekend was full of similarly awesome firsts, including my first game of flipcup (apparently it's all in bouncing the knees) and my first mani/pedi. Basically, the Fed females decided to get nails done as an ensemble, so we trekked to a nail place and spent an hour inhaling chemical fumes and watching dead skin get sloughed off our feet. Hot! I don't think I'd ever pay to get a mani/pedi on my own (actually, I made Katherine pay yesterday because she owes me money), but it was a fun group experience. Color-wise, I thought about some shade of siren red then decided that me being in a nail salon was enough effort on my part, and settled with light blue fingernails and seafoam green toenails. Also, we've determined that I have unusually large pinky toes (my "jew-toe," if you will). (Everyone else's toes sort of shrink dramatically in size while mine are reasonable and stay sort of the same length.) Check it out:
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Why was Joe downgraded to an acquaintance? From the sounds of the text message conversation, maybe not even that anymore...? Clearly, though, he wanted to cuddle!
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