…two people love each other with all their hearts, but are in a dwindling relationship. There’s no excuse for this. I don’t like pointing fingers, but I like taking the blame for something that’s not my fault even less.
We had a long, tear-filled conversation last night and I am hopeful that this will all be behind us in a very short time. There’s a point in every relationship where its survival becomes dependent on each person making an effort to not let things plateau. That effort has been one-sided for some time now and it’s becoming a weight I can no longer carry on my own.
For my heart’s sake, I hope he picks up his share of the load like he says he will.
Life has been pretty busy lately and, looking at my calendar, it’s not going to slow down until….oh….mid September! It seems like summer is always jam packed, but it’s always with fun things, so I certainly can’t complain!
This last weekend kicked off with a girls night out at one of the gay clubs near my house. When Mr. Rawkstar (who wasn’t invited) asked who was going, I listed all the girls’ names and then followed with those of the gay boys. He got a little huffy (and looked a little hurt) and said, “But I thought it was GIRLS night?? There are guys going!” To which I replied, “But darling, they’re just LIKE girls!” He couldn’t help but laugh at this and his feelings of being left out quickly dissipated while he called all of his boys to meet up at the corner bar. After getting ready and having a drink at my place, we set off and made our way to the club….
We got drinks and made our way to the dance floor to meet up with the boys, who were already there. Here’s me and My Other Lover:
For some reason, it slipped my mind that gay bars/clubs tend to make their drinks about twice as strong as other bars. I usually order Tokyo Teas when I go out, which are already strong drinks, but served in smaller glasses. But that night, being made at gay potency level, they were pretty much just a pint glass full of liquor with a straw. Yikes! Needless to say, the three I had caught up with me pretty quickly, which is apparent in the pictures. Our progressive inebriation is documented….LOL!
This is the last picture of the night and I actually don’t even know where we are….
It was a total blast (how could it NOT be?!?), but the next morning was a bit of a different story. I woke up with my head being drilled open, blisters all over my feet (apparently we walked all the 15 blocks home) and the realization that I had to be up, packed and ready to leave for San Francisco in an hour. Yikes!
Somehow, I managed to get ready in between all the toilet-hugging and we set off to the city with a couple that we’re friends with. We were going to see the Smashing Pumpkins (who is doing a series of concerts for the first time in SEVEN years!), but also to hang out and go shopping. We checked into our hotel and hit the stores in Union Square. We went to this shoe warehouse that I just HAVE to go to whenever we’re there. Last time, I got $100 Jessica Simpson sandals for $20. This time, I got some super hot black patent leather pumps with 5″ stiletto heels for $14 (originally $120). It took everything in me to not buy about 10 pairs of shoes – that place is any girl’s heaven!
We went to sit and relax for a bit on a bench in the middle of Union Square. I happened to look up and notice that the clouds were insane – they were flying through the sky! I got a video of it which doesn’t give you the full perspective, but if you look at the clouds in relation to the buildings, you’ll see what I mean:
We sat there for awhile in awe…it was such a surreal sight. Then we noticed that they had repainted the heart landmark we had posed before months prior. Here’s the original, love-filled shot:
And here’s the picture you take once you’ve been with someone for awhile:
After being goof-balls, we headed to the concert venue to get in line since it was a sold out show and bound to be a little crazy since the band hasn’t toured in so long. Even though we wound up close to the back of the line, we somehow made it pretty close to the stage, once inside. And so began our 7 hours of standing. Ouch! It was WELL worth it, though. The Smashing Pumpkins played such an amazing set – it was THREE hours! Bands just don’t seem to play very long these days. They played a great mix of old hits, stuff off their new album and even a couple new songs that haven’t been released. Billy Corgan is a freaking rock god and I’m so glad to be able to say that I’ve now seen him live. Here are a few of the shots I got:
I’m just now finally recovered and caught up on sleep from the events of last weekend, which is good because it’s starting all over again! Tomorrow my girlfriend and I are going to Projeckt Revolution to see Linkin Park, My Chemical Romance, Placebo, HIM, Taking Back Sunday and a bunch of other bands. It’s an all day concert which will be followed up by going to a private party with Linkin Park at a local club. Oy! Then on Saturday morning, I’m catching up with my mom who just got back from a 2 week trip to Israel. I’ll be leaving straight from my mom’s to go have a girls afternoon, which is sure to be fun filled. I’ll be leaving the afternoon with the girls to go to a party at a friend’s house that evening, which I’m sure will go into the early hours of the morning. Fortunately, I can [sort of] recover on Sunday, laying by the pool with a girlfriend and a few cocktails. It’s gonna be a long weekend, but definitely FUN!
Sorry if you’re coming here looking for a hilarious update on our weekend trip to the trailer park…it was actually pretty uneventful (the most exciting part was our trip to the local Wal-Mart).
The one thing that happened that caused the most commotion is definitely something I could have done without. Also staying with Mr. Rawkstar’s grandma was his 5 year old newphew. On Sunday, we were just hanging out in the living room and he was playing with his Legos. My main request the whole weekend was that he play with them up on the table, since we’d brought both dogs with us and, as dogs do, they like to pick shit up off the floor and chew on them.
Well, apparently Dolce found a wayward Lego. All of a sudden, she jumped up onto my lap on the couch, looking at me with a very strange face and kind of gagging. She’s really weird about her mouth being touched, so my attempts to look inside and find anything were rather unsucessful. Mr. Rawkstar and I kept trying to look (all the while she’s STILL gagging on something), and after about 5 minutes, I finally saw something green at the back of her throat. I reached in and pulled out a Lego. I tried to mask my anger and it began dissolving when I saw that Dolce was acting pretty normal.
Fast forward to yesterday - she hadn’t really been eating or drinking much all week. She ate a few scrambled eggs that I made her and drank minimal water. I went home at lunch to find her rather lethargic and yelping every time she swallowed. I called the vet and they told me I needed to get her there immediately. They seemed very concerned.
Of course this made me a bit hysterical and I rushed her to them. Six hours later, they had put her under anesthesia to take x-rays and run a scope (camera-type thing) down her throat to look for any damage. They found that her left tonsil had an abrasion on it and was swollen/inflamed from the injury and beginning to get infected. Her blood tests also revealed that she was severely dehydrated.
Because she’s so tiny and she needed fluids rather urgently, they didn’t want to administer them through the IV because it would take way too long. Instead, they pumped 100 ccs of fluid underneath the skin on her back. Apparently this is the fastest way to hydrate the dog. The thing is that it takes several hours for the liquid to be absorbed into their system. So, when I picked my lil baby up, she was like a fur-covered water balloon. It was the weirdest thing and I was afraid to even hold her because I didn’t want her to pop.
She’s back home right now and recovering from everything. She absolutely DETESTS being given her medicine, which is evident by the claw marks I’m already covered in. It should be an interesting 5 days…..
If this was linked to some live web-cam feed, you’d see me rolling my eyes as I typed the title to the post. Don’t get me wrong – I’m glad that we’re going to visit Mr. Rawkstar’s grandma this weekend…I’m all about family time, but let me explain why the reasons why our trip will leave several things to be desired.
First of all, his grandma recently moved into her new double wide at a senior trailer park. Yes, I just said double wide and trailer park. And SENIOR. While I probably would never choose a trailer park as a weekend destination spot, at least you could count on some great people watching with the crack whores and drug dealers and all. No such luck here. All of the residents of the community are required to be over the age of 55. The most exciting thing we’ll probably witness is neighbor Gertrude picking the first tomato of the season from her porch garden.
Oh, and speaking of tomatoes…the trailer park is located in Madera. Now, I know that California is a pretty popular state…and people always have these grandeur visions that we all live on the beach and surf the days away. Uh huh. That’s, like, totally wrong dude. There is this HUGE part of the state called Central California….and if you have even 1/32 of a brain, I’m sure you can gather that it’s located smack-dab in the middle of the state. It’s nothing to write home about – unless you get your jollies from hot, dry, barren land that is far away from both the mountains and the ocean.
So you’re probably wondering why the hell I used tomatoes as a segue into what I was going to talk about next, huh? Right. So, since I can’t imagine that there will be anything going on at the ole trailer park that will get my pulse soaring, I decided to search around online for local events going on in/around Madera this weekend. I was [foolishly] thinking that maybe something was happening that might lure us out of the sea of grey-tops. Um, no. Let me share with you the only 3 events that I could find listed anywhere for the city of Madera this weekend:
Tomato’s Night Out – An evening walk through a local tomato farm’s fields where you’ll assist in picking the ripening crops. Oh, and they throw in a little tomato tasting at the end.
Melissa Torres’ Quinceanera. I’m not even exactly sure what that is - hell, I had to copy & paste the word just to make sure that it was spelled properly. Something tells me that there probably won’t be alcohol, though.
The Davis wedding reception at the local FAIR GROUNDS. I can’t even imagine what that will entail. Wait. Yes I can. Bridal party cow milking competitions, games of horseshoes and a prize to the person who arrives with the largest llama. While there is likely to be alcohol at this event, something tells me that Mr. Rawkstar and I would stick out like sore thumbs if we tried to crash that reception.
People, I couldn’t even come up with shit this funny. This is how much of a lame ass place Madera is. So, be thinking of me when you’re actually DOING something this weekend. Because I’ll probably be marinating in the trailer park’s community pool with old women in floaties with grey pubes sticking out the sides of their swimsuits.
We’re back, unpacked and SHOWERED! Man, do you get dirty when you go camping! I can’t even imagine how much worse it would have been if we didn’t have a river five feet away!
We had an absolute blast! The couple that we went with are so much fun – they know how to party, but also enjoy just sitting around and relaxing too. We split our time pretty equally between the two. Not much is better than waking up and getting a good buzz going, then taking a nap in the afternoon, only to wake up and do it again in the evening…LOL!
Even though we were in the mountains, it was still kind of hot (90s during the day), so we spent the majority of the days in the river with the dogs. The water was a bit chilly, but very refreshing. The current wasn’t too strong, but there were some little rapids about 50 feet down from our camping spot.
My friend and I decided to take a swim down there and check them out. Little did we know that her husband decided to follow us and along with him, their two biggest dogs. Before I knew what was happening, my friend got sucked into a rapid and was barely clinging onto a rock. I was ok, so I hooked my legs onto a branch that was growing across the water and grabbed for her arm. All of a sudden, one of the dogs goes flying past me. I barely grabbed onto his collar right before he got sucked down the river. Not two seconds later, the other dog comes flying past, along with her husband. I grabbed onto the dogs collar with the hand of the arm my friend was clinging to (all the while still holding the first dog’s collar). Her husband was holding onto a rock, but was starting to lose grip, so I unhooked one of my legs and helped push him up onto the rock with my foot. I can only imagine what a contorted mess I must have looked like!
In the end, everyone either got up onto a rock or back into still water safely. Who the hell knew that our weekend would involve a freaking rescue mission?!?! It wasn’t that the water was super deep, or that the rapids were really huge – there were just TONS of rocks everywhere and if anyone (or the dogs) got sucked down any further, there would have been MAJOR scrapes and bruises or maybe even broken bones.
Needless to say, after that fiasco, we wound up consuming quite a few beers to take the edge off! LOL! The rest of our weekend was much more relaxing and no other mishaps occurred (except when we almost got kicked out by the forest ranger, but managed to talk our way out of that). It was fabulous weekend and I’m already excited for the next camping trip we have planned in a month with two other couples!
As requested, here are some pics from the weekend!
The BIG dogs (the smallest of which is our Stella on the far right who weighs 70 lbs, but looks DWARFED next to giant Brutus on the left!):
And the little dogs sitting in my camping chair (yes….it’s hot pink…LOL!):
Just to show the size difference, here’s a shot that shows that just Brutus’ head is bigger than Dolce!
And here are a few shots of the big doggies having fun in the river:
Mr. Rawkstar and I will be heading out later today for a 3 day camping trip with a couple we’re good friends with. I can’t WAIT to be up in the mountains, right by the river without a care in the world!!!
We’re going back to the heavenly spot we found last year. It’s PERFECT! Tons of tall shady trees towering above, the crisp river bubbling downstream just a few feet away, a sandy beach to relax on and 72 hours with NOWHERE to be and NOTHING that has to be done! I can’t wait! I’m bringing a couple books, a stack of mags, an ice chest full of beer and wine, some other party favors and my swimsuit. It’s going to be magnificent!
The friends we’re going with are totally awesome – hilarious, but totally chill at the same time. We went camping with them last year and had a wonderful time. The boys will probably go off fishing for a bit and my girl and I will hang back on the beach, soaking up the sun and getting caught up on all the Hollywood trash gossip we can handle.
The only thing that should be a little interesting is that between our two couples we have FIVE dogs…LOL! Last summer there were only 4 and that was a bit of a handful, but now our friends have added one more to their “zoo” and he’s a BIG boy – a Cane Corso. He’s still a puppy (only 8 months), but he weighs 90….yes NINETY pounds! So, to review – there will be my little baby, Dolce; Mr. Rawkstar’s pit bull, Stella; a chihuahua named Yoda; a yellow lab named Bubba and the giant beast – Brutus.
It will be quite the zoo, but fortunately the place we camp isn’t an actual campground, so we won’t be bothering anyone around us. The only downside to that is there’s no running water – yep, no toilet or shower for THREE days! The lack of a shower isn’t so bad since there’s a river to swim in, but the toilet thing does kind of suck.
Despite that little inconvenience, I am STOKED to get the hell outta dodge!! I hope everyone has a FABULOUS weekend!
Ok, so it’s time to fess up to my Guess Which One post. Which one was a lie????
# 7) I say that I’m a vegetarian, but sometimes I still secretly eat bacon.
That is the only one that wasn’t true out of that list. I haven’t had a piece of meat in my mouth (erm…well, you know what I mean) in almost 5 years now.
Just to clear up a few of the others – yep, I’ve been to over 100 concerts! And the ones that I’ve attended have been QUITE a broad range. Back in high school, I was only allowed to go to Christian concerts, so when I turned 18 and moved out, I took FULL advantage of seeing all the bands that I had always wanted to. I still do! It seems like I always have at least 3 or 4 concerts on the calendar at any given time. Currently on the list: Smashing Pumpkins, Marilyn Manson, Slayer, My Chemical Romance, Linkin Park, Taking Back Sunday, HIM……
And yes, I was born without part of my brain. The condition is called Agenesis of the Corpus Callosum. It can have some pretty serious affects – mental/physical disabilites – so I’m pretty lucky that I turned out normal (although that might be debatable…LOL).
I think the rest are pretty self-explanatory (although they all have pretty good stories behind them…I’ll save those for future blog posts). Oh! AmyD – you didn’t think that I’d actually call 911 over a live turkey being in the parking lot at work. Well, call me a ditz or Paris Hilton, but I actually did! The poor thing had been wandering around the parking lot for the entire week and I felt SO bad for it. I didn’t know what to do, so I called 911. Oops! They referred me to the Sheriff’s Department, who referred me to the Humane Society who referred me to some Wild Bird Rescue. By Monday, the bird was gone. Either they came and took it away, or someone had Thanksgiving in April.
That was fun – thanks to all of you who played along! I hope to see this game on some of your blogs too! Have a great weekend!
I was browsing around on WordPress yesterday and came across one of the funniest things I’ve read in a long time. I don’t know if you guys have seen the commericals/ads for the new, FDA-approved, OTC diet pill called Alli that was just recently released. I saw them, but didn’t really pay much attention until I read this blogger’s post. I CANNOT believe that this shit is selling out of stores nationwide…who in the HELL would want these side effects?!?!?
Here’s the link to the blogger’s post which, I GUARANTEE you, is worth the 5 minutes it will take to read it.
And, in case you are a skeptic like me, here’s a link to the manufacturer’s website that proves this is NOT a joke.
Hope you get as good of a laugh out of this as I did!
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Man, do you get dirty when you go camping! I can’t even imagine how much worse it would have been if we didn’t have a river five feet away! 
