Drank a cup o' reality at 7:51 p.m. on Tuesday, Jul. 13, 2004
After Mary showed up on Thursday I was finally able to wrestle a little space from her. What I find ironic is that she thinks that over the course of last week she was giving me space. I really don’t think that repeated calls and showing up uninvited equates space. But, perhaps I’m wrong?
Friday
I went up to see my new classroom and move some of my boxed up stuff in. For the adventure I took two of my former students to help schlep. It was cathartic for all of us: good for me to spend quality time with them and good for them to see where I will be. We had fun and giggled lots.
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Gretchen and I had been discussing plans the week before to attend a street dance in the town she graduated from. I called her Friday evening to discuss if said plans were still on. She and I were both pretty ambivalent about attendance, but decide to go anyhow.
I was sure that we would see The Farmer, Ugly Amy, and Old Married Lady. Gretchen was sure that we would see her asshole cousins. In the end we only saw 1 of her cousins and very few other people that we knew. It was a bit of a bust socially, but I was really glad to get to spend time just hanging out as adults with her.
As we were standing around looking at the crazy hicks, this yummy guy “bumped” into me. I was sober enough to see the pick-up and know that I was nowhere near in his way. But, whatever, he was sexy and it was so wonderful to get hit on… it has been awhile.
Saturday
Mary, in her excessive state of boredom decided about 3 weeks ago that she would throw a party. This became a project for her to obsess over. She labored over menus, beverages, guest lists and the weather. Her party was Saturday night. I don’t know how much fun she had, as it seemed that she was mostly running in and out and arranging stuff… but it seemed like everyone had a good time.
Shauna went with me, which was good as she served as a good reason to bail around 10:30. It was nice to see so many people from the Sad-Small-School. Many were people that I had not had the chance to say goodbye to and several did not know of my future plans. But, after dinner and several drinks I was tired of the same conversation. I also realized that I am now no longer one of “them.” I escaped, for whatever that is worth. And, while I want to rehash it all with them, talk about Small-Sad-School, its administration and students that is all no longer my place.
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So, I left and Shauna and I went off to another street dance.
That really is one of the neat things about small town America. In out county each town has it’s own little community festival and most culminate in a street dance sponsored by the town bar.
While on Friday I knew virtually no one, on Saturday the whole crowd was there. Gretchen, her boyfriend, assorted drinking buddies, Chris-Who-Can’t-Kiss, Mr. Math’s best buddy, and old friends from when I substitute taught. It was a blast!!
I find it hilarious that when Chris-Who-Can’t-Kiss is drunk he forgets that we hate each other! He sauntered up to me, threw his arm around me and told me that there was this guy I had to meet. I’m still not sure if this is a devious ploy for revenge… but whatever. The guy hasn’t called, and my goodness how my schedule is filling up!!
I also had a blast with Dull Dan’s roommate Darby. Funny that he never flirts with me when Dan is around, but was persistent without Dan. I think that I laughed until I pulled a muscle.
It was a good weekend and reminded me of so many things and people that I am going to miss terribly once I move.
Tonight is one of those lovely summer nights that I relish: the humidity has broken and there is this cool breeze, boats are out on the lake, the neighbor is mowing the lawn and I know that the sun will linger on the horizon until 10 PM. It, like Saturday, is the kind of evening that I want to bottle up and send to people when they ask me why I live here: because I’m full and happy here.
I keep trying to push the pause button, trying to slow it all down, delaying and postponing this inevitable move. August 9th, now less than a month away, looms large.
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Miss Spunky is:
a 25 year old English teacher currently on an extended adventure in Minnesota, searching for a good man with a big... truck!
I love:
My students, excessive amounts of coffee, Baja Fresh and a good hockey game.
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Ignorance, mosquitoes, and people who write in IM and/or grammar so poor that it is clear that they are lazy. IM is LAZY, LAZY do you hear me???