(this took some encouragement to get posted)
this entry has two stories…if you want fun first, skip to the 2nd one first….
i do stupid things sometimes. saturday night was definitely one of them, and i will make every effort that it will be my last such instance. i thought about how writing about this would make me look, but as a fan of derek webb, we should be so bold as to share our sins on the 10 o’clock news. anyway, saturday was obviously laurin’s wedding. it was great, although it started off with us getting lost going to the church because google maps was wrong. imagine that? so we get to the reception. and in typical louisiana summer weather, its humid AND hot. i have a weakness. i drink whatever it is i have in my hand way to fast. it doesn’t matter what it is. i can’t really chill with a cup of coffee, cause i drink it too fast. so here we have hot and humid weather, me in a suit burning up, and free alcohol. i’m sure by now you can see where this is going. nothing bad happened, i didn’t puke all over my own car (which my friend len drove home) or anything, but i definitely drank way more than i’m used to, way more than i should have, and way more than i ever will again. add in the fact that i tried to be cool and order some vodka drink that i’m not used to drinking, but i’m not going to blame anyone or anything but myself. i never want to do that again. i tried rationalizing it and saying people have crazy nights in college, but i never had those. i rarely get drunk, i usually just like to go out and have a couple of beers with friends and hang out. however, none of that made me feel any better today. fortunately i had gone to the wedding with good friends who took care of me. nothing major, but i never like having to be a burden to anyone for anything. not that i’m too proud, but i don’t like to put anyone out if i don’t have to. anyway, i don’t plan on ever doing that again. it was really a moment of clarity type thing yesterday. so i wanted to blog about it since i like to look back on things in my life, and i definitely do not want to forget about this moment anytime soon. its a learning experience, and instead of trying to hide anything, i’m just putting it out there. so there’s me being open.
however, while i’m being open and honest, here’s a story i’ve been remiss to share the past couple of weeks. you may remember the drama created by a past blog post causing a friend of LGID to come forth with anonymous comments. but i felt that its high time to tell this story since i’ve had friends sort of request it. so LGID and i go to the keane show at the saenger. we get there early, grab a swank parking spot for cheap, and have time to waste. she suggests we go down canal to the starbucks in one of the hotels. so i figure “okay, i can do that.” we exit the parking garage and begin walking, i have the parking ticket in my hand, and i reach to grab my wallet so i can keep track of the parking ticket and BAM!, she grabs my hand to hold it. for those that know me, they know i don’t do PDA at all. i don’t kiss in public and i sure get uncomfortable holding hands in public. but instead of explaining all of this to LGID, i just roll with it. “it can’t be so bad, can it?” i think after the initial “uh oh! i just wanted my wallet!” thought. we walk maybe 5 or 6 city blocks with this hand holding, and its just really bothering me, to the point where i actually said “you know, i’m not really the hand holding kind of guy”, to which LGID replies “oh, well, we don’t have to if you don’t want to”. fellas, you know that doesn’t mean “we can stop”, so in the spirit of giving the lady what she wants, i say “no, its okay, i’m fine.” we hold hands until we end up having to cross the street to starbucks and thus ends the hand holding odyssey. and all of it caused because i wanted to put a parking ticket stub in my wallet.