Don't you wish you had a weekend as exciting as mine?
Well, to tell you the truth it wasn't that exciting so the coupled up people can rejoice that they won this weekend from the single gals. From the Sex and the City 2 movie being underwhelming to the crummy weather being a deterrent to my exploration to losing power at home thanks to the stormy weather. It was just bad. For a wee moment I wish I had planned to leave town with a group of friends, gone to some cabin somewhere and had a good time. It was one of those weekends that seemed better enjoyed with a partner(s), or group of people, just sit at the pool or beach with your friends and wait out the rain, or go to the Atlanta Jazz Festival with your friends and sit on the lawn chairs and listen to some crummy (or good) jazz. All around me I could see the coupled up people having fun and I was not. This is one of the few times you'll hear me praise partying with a group.
I also experienced it for myself sometime on Saturday so I am somewhat speaking from experience. On Saturday I woke up somewhat early to make the matinee showing of the new Sex and the City movie. Matinees, are not only cheaper but less crowded. I didn't want to have to deal with the millions of "girlfriends" grouped together to go watch the movie. In between the movie, which was god-awfully predictable by the way, I felt like a good old fashioned cocktail. Not because of the movie just because I had had to sit through that drivel so early on a Saturday, I needed a reward per se. I did what I had to do in the city which was packed by the way with people everywhere (holiday weekend what do you expect) and left the city to the more quiet section of the city to have dinner.
The first restaurant was dull and expensive. Made me spend money that I really had no business spending. It was another round of drivel courtesy of the good folks from Sex and the City 2. I must have brought that drivel with me. I needed to shake that off, that plus it had started to pour again. So I went into the adjourning restaurant which offered the same item that I had just had at the other place but for $5 less. How does that happen? Why didn't anyone tell me this earlier? I even had a 10% coupon thingy I could have used too to make it even less expensive. How stupid was I?
From there I met this 2 ladies who drove all the way from Destin, Florida to come celebrate her birthday in Atlanta. They were so excited to meet me. We talked for a good while, drank, tested the multiple shots that they received courtesy of it being her birthday. It was hilarious. At this point I knew that drivel Saturday was over. They ate (the same meal I ate at the other place and tons cheaper no less) and then we moved over to ...The W.
If you are reading closely you would remember how much I hate the W, for being expensive and having no parking. But this time I parked at the mall and drove with them to the W. They were staying at the W so it was a no-brainer. They were staying there but were too intimidated to go to Whiskey Blue. They thought they'd be run out because they weren't trendy enough, etc. They forgot that this is a recession, everyone wants anyone's business no matter how you're dressed and Whiskey Blue was no exception.
It was an unpredictable evening. The lounge was packed with loads of people. Loads. We joined several groups. Once again, the group effect being the theme here and danced, talked, drank and laughed the night away. One of the groups was a gay guy celebrating his birthday, his group was hilarious. We had an awesome time with them. He even tried to help me meet some guys but everyone that I liked was taken. The other group was this British expatriate couple. Conversation with them will forever remain anonymous. Me, being the only single wheel started to wear off at some point so I had to say my adieu.
The point of this is that, I experienced the day earlier on my own and it was filled with drivel. I experienced it with a group of strangers and it was fantastic. It was just that kind of weekend, with people being in town for the holidays, it was not a good time to be solo. It was a good time to be solo and open to joining any group at all, but to initiate solo activities, not so much. I am just glad I bumped into the perfect fun-loving groups who invited me to join their group activities.
Face it, it could have been worse.
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