It’s good that I just do this now and then…..
Well, my weekend was pretty good. I left work around noon-ish on Friday, went home, fed the dogs, then ran out the door to meet up with Stephen so we could leave. We got into Arlington around 6ish, got into our room then headed out for dinner. Came back and cleaned up to go to Billy Bobs. It was a nice place, seemed a bit dead. Probably would have been more of an exciting place if the crowd was a bit bigger and such. There we watched indoor bull riding. The clown asked if there was any one there who had never seen bull riding before and I wanted to point Stephen out but he wouldn’t let me. Goofy boy. All in all it was a good night. Stephen not only paid for the entire trip, which was a good bday gift if you ask me, but he also bought me a cute little charm bracelet. He shouldn’t have done that, the trip was plenty, but Im pleased none the less.
Friday night I couldn’t sleep for hell, I was too anxious to see Gary. I tossed and turned all night long. Finally around 8:30 I got up outta bed and started waking Stephen up. I had told him I wanted to be outta the room by 9 am. I knew the place was going to be crowded early with all the TU & OU fans there. The cotton bowl is right in the center of the fair grounds and the game just happened to be this weekend. Finally I got Stephen up and we were outta there by 9:30, only to sit in game traffic for an hour. On the drive back it only took us about 20 minutes. It was a VERY long day, but a nice one. I didn’t get to do everything I wanted to do but its ok. The best part, by far was the concert.
We made our way to the stage an hour and a half before the show was supposed to start. There were already people everywhere, I was disappointed in our distance from the stage, because with me being blind as a bat I wasn’t able to really see. Luckily before the concert ended we had worked our way up much closer and I was pleased. I took about a million pictures, hopefully at least one will turn out and I can share it with you guys. The concert totally fking rocked my socks. He played most of the songs I wanted to hear, with a couple of the songs off the new CD being released tomorrow. I sooooo have to get that CD as soon as I can afford it, the songs he sang from it were good. Despite being far enough away from the stage that I could barely see him, I could still make out his sexy features. He came out wearing a jacket and after about the first song he took it off and was standing out there in a perfectly fitted black tee and jeans, soooooooo fking hot!! YUMMY! Not at hot as Stephen though! ::giggles:: We were both in tremendous pain and exhausted when we got back to the hotel.
Again, I didn’t sleep very well. I woke up around 8ish, threw on one of his shirts and my shorts and went downstairs to use the hotel guest pc. When I went back up to the room he was making noises so I assumed he was waking maybe, went in there and woke him up. Poor guy, he was in hell, he likes to sleep all friggin day and Im up at the butt crack of dawn, I woke him up early both mornings. So, on the drive home we stopped at Ripleys and the Wax Museum, both pretty cool. I tried to take a nap on the drive home but couldn’t fall asleep, I fell asleep for maybe 10 minutes.
We found the ballgame on the radio during the 15th inning and listened to that the rest of the way home. GO STROS!! Maybe this year we can beat the redbirds. The good guys are goin all the way baby!!! YEAH!!
That was pretty much the entire trip in a nutshell. Pretty nice if I do say so. Now, since Stephen reads this diary, I will put my gripes in the next entry and make it faves only.
Blah, fk it, maybe not, maybe I’ll just put this entry on faves only.
When your bf has slept with someone prior to you, do you need to hear any form of details or reminiscing? Yeah, me neither. I wonder if Craig feels the same way. I must say, it sometimes pisses me off. Not the fact that he slept with her, nothing I can do about that, that was way before me and hes not sleeping with her now, hes sleeping with me. Just the fact that they talk about it, she seems to bring it up a lot and it bothers the fk outta me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes
“> It seems rude and disrespectful, when me or Craig are sitting right there in front of them and they are talking about it. Ummm hello, do we not have feelings? I am curious about how Craig feels when they do that. Or rather when she does it, because she seems to do it A LOT more than he does. I wonder if it bothers Craig like it does me, or does he just try to ignore it. Which leads me to my next gripe, Stephen said something to me the other day about how he asked Craig if he could ‘sun’ his wife. Meaning flash his pecker at her. Craig told him no, and I’m glad. How the hell would he feel if I asked someone if I could ‘sun’ their partner? How the hell would he feel if I went around flashing my stuff to everyone? He probably wouldn’t care at all. I had a dream last night that she was sitting in front of him moaning and such as he rubbed her shoulders, I turned to him and said “Oh I see, you’ll rub her’s but not mine” he just looked at me and I turned my back to him and tried to fall asleep. I know that dream had something to do with the stuff I just mentioned. Im not jealous of her, I don’t care that he slept with her, I just feel disrespected. I don’t want to say anything to Stephen and cause some confrontation, I don’t want to have this conversation with him, it makes me feel foolish, so I will write it here, hope that he doesn’t read this entry, or at least doesn’t mention it.
On that note, his knee is hurting again, as well as his backside, poor fella. Hope it doesn’t last too long.
I guess I’m gonna get back to work, hope everyone had a great weekend!
GARY ALLAN
Bourbon Borderline
(John Wiggins/Harley Allen/Jennifer Bibeau)
I wake up in the morning full of dread
Tryin’ to remember what I’d said
I say that I won’t call you
And I mean it every time
Until I cross that bourbon borderline
I wish that I could tell you why I call
Sometimes it’s just hard for me, that’s all
I know that it’s over and it’s just a waste of time
Until I cross that bourbon borderline
Memories of you surround me
And I’m afraid the tears might drown me
Oh, I think I’m doing fine
Until I cross that bourbon borderline
It’s good that I just do this now and then
You know I’m really not a drinking man
But I can’t bear to talk about us any other time
Until I cross that bourbon borderline
Memories of you surround me
And I’m afraid the tears might drown me
Oh, I think I’m doing fine
Until I cross that bourbon borderline
Oh, I think I’m doing fine
Until I cross that bourbon borderline