curious-me's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ta da - my long weekend! ( a week late shhhh) Wow � where to start? As usual let�s go back to the beginning�.. Thursday May 18: Amazingly enough we made it to casino rama with plenty of time to spare which was nice as that was not the case last time we went. The concert was AMAZING. We were 7th row just slightly off centre but on the aisle (which comes in very handy when you have to run up to the stage!). He sang a lot of songs from his new album �Bolton Swings Sanatra� which Keith said he liked the best out of the whole concert! As for me? I loved everything about it. At the end when everyone rushes the stage for the encore I was one of the first so I had a primo spot front and centre � I got some awesome pictures. The concert seemed to end all too soon. Oh yah during the concert Keith pointed out a dog that was off to the side of the stage and there was a lady holding the dog and petting it etc. It was then that I realized who it was � Nicollete Sheridan � pretty cool. She waved to the audience at the very end. Now comes the tough part of the night. I have had so many conflicting emotions about this. Keith asked if I wanted to go and wait outside where he comes out to try and get an autograph. At first I said no but then I decided why not. So we walked around the building found the spot and waited�.and waited. We probably only waited about half an hour but just as they were coming out a PR woman comes out and walks over to us and tells me that Michael is rushing to the airport and can�t sign any autographs. I am one person � not 50 � not 10. I was stupid. Very stupid. I remained the �polite fan� and did nothing. At first I was angry at Michael Bolton for treating his fan this way. He obviously saw me cause as he drove by in his limo he yelled out goodnight and waved. But then last night I had an epiphany (yah it�s taken me that long to get over it!). I�m not mad at Micheal I�m mad at myself. I was the one who didn�t yell out regardless of this lady standing in front of me telling me no. If I had just opened my mouth and yelled out to him asking him to sign my picture I�m sure he would have done it. Either way I would have known. So yah no autograph and no picture. But I am determined to grow a backbone so if this ever happens again I will yell out. I may be shot down but at least I tried (I don�t know why I couldn�t give myself this pep talk during this ordeal). Deep down I know that the only reason I got his picture a few years ago was because of J. He is so freakin� out going and doesn�t mind making an ass of himself. Keith and I on the other hand? Yah we�re not the �in your face kind of people�. I have decided to �let go� of this anger/frustration/disappointment that I have and just make peace with it. So I didn�t get to meet him (again). But I saw a kick ass concert and I loved every minute of it plus have tons of amazing pictures to remember it all by! Moving on. Friday May 19th: We spent most of the morning at my parents, went out for lunch to a Chinese buffet � they sang happy b-day to Keith and took his picture (I love when they do that stuff!). Afterwards we hit the highway to go camping � luckily we were going against the traffic cause there was tons of it! We made it to the site at about 5pm and set up camp and then waited for everyone else to arrive. Within a few hours the other 2 couples arrived. It was obvious from the get-go that S�s man did NOT want to be there. In fact just after we had all settled in and were sitting around the camp fire S and her man were having discussions in private and at one point it looked like he was going to leave. But then they went in the tent did not come out till almost 10 o�clock and that was to say goodnight. Very bizarre and S never did talk about it. But it was not good vibes. The only time her hubby seemed to be having a good time was when he was high. And then watch out cause he was Mr Chatty. At one point Saturday night he got really bitchy towards me and made a nasty comment and told me to keep out of it (he was trying to burn S�s candle in the fire and she kept telling him no). I held my own and told him to shut up cause S was my best friend. Then he made a comment about knowing S longer than me and man did I jump all over that cause that was so UNTRUE and he had to admit it. He was just being such a dick and T commented on it the next day to me (so it wasn�t just my imagination!). Saturday was the only nice day we had camping. It was sunny but the wind kept it cool. I wore a tank top and only covered up when the wind became too brutal (I even got slightly pink and was a good girl and wore my sunscreen). We had a pretty good party night. Drank a lot but didn�t get too toasted (I have issues with tents and drinking � it usually leads to puking for me). Happy to report it was a puke free weekend! Sunday we woke up to rain � boo. It was rainy and cold. I had gotten up had breakfast and then went back in the tent when it began to rain harder. It would stop and start so I decided to just lay down and read for a while but then ended up falling asleep for about an hour. Did I mention that by this time the cold that I had tried to hold off had hit me full force? Yah camping while sick � I don�t recommend it! During my sleeping time I guess S and her man decided they were going to leave cause of the weather (although we all knew who�s idea it was!). The rest of us had a pretty quiet afternoon. Keith slept while T studied for a test and I read for a while. It was actually a great afternoon! That evening the wind still hadn�t died down so we built a �shelter� around the fire and it worked in keeping the cold wind off us but unfortunately would make a tunnel for the smoke so it blew right in our faces. I felt like the worlds heaviest smoker by the end of the weekend! Monday was sunny but overcast periodically. We pretty much packed up immediately and then made breakfast. Oh yah just as Keith was done cooking and was about to serve us our breakfast the handle to our new pan broke and our food went in the dirt (don�t worry the pan was a set of 3 we got for $5). No eggs and potatoes and ham for us! It was sad but funny at the same time. I was glad he didn�t get upset over it. After we had all packed up we decided to climb the mountain before we left � we�re nothing if not determined! So the 4 of us set off and climbed up the mountain. Poor T�s guy he was SO out of shape! Well all of us were but he was the worse. I walked up with him and stopped when he did. I didn�t want him walking up by himself � I hate that feeling. It felt good though. It was hard but I loved it. We went our separate ways after that and made it home in pretty good time. Keith and I hauled all the stuff upstairs which isn�t normal for us. Usually we procrastinate it. But since we have no street it made it difficult so we just got it over with. Afterwards we got cleaned up and then eventually went out for a bite to eat at East Side Marios (although he wouldn�t let me tell them it was his b-day so he could get free cake). But we were both craving salad so it was really good. We then rented a few movies and decided to stay in for the night. Only when it was 9:30 did I realize that it was Fireworks night! But we were too pooped to party so just stayed in and cuddled and vegged. Tuesday was his actual birthday, unfortunately he was so sick that he didn�t enjoy it as much as he could have. He slept for a lot of it. But I made sure to �give him pleasure� several times and surprisingly he�s wasn�t too sick for that! Men. For dinner I went out and bought a KFC meal deal and a bag of mashed potatoes (cause he kept talking about how good it would go with KFC and unlike the States we don�t have the option of ordering them here only fries). I also picked up a small ice cream cake from DQ. After we ate and watched another movie I gave him his present. (First I gave him more clothes � I could tell he wasn�t thrilled with that gift since I had already given him some on Friday.) But then I gave him his big gift � tickets to Lord of the Rings playing in T dot. This is where it gets good. His reaction? His very first reaction to seeing the tickets? �I really want to see Spamalot rather than LOTR�. Un-frickin-believable. I was stunned but told him how hurt I was by his comment. He then told me how much he loved the tickets and didn�t mean it the way it sounded. But the damage was done. I told him that I had tried for Spamalot but they hadn�t gone on sale yet. But damn did he ever hurt my feelings! I did almost cry but then didn�t want to ruin his b-day so I just downplayed it. But don�t think I haven�t mentioned it SEVERAL times since his b-day about what a jerk he was. I�m still shaking my head over it. Aaaaaaaaand that was my extra long weekend rap-up! Now we�re getting ready for another out of town weekend. Man it almost feels like we have a life! It�s my older brother�s birthday on Sunday so we�re heading to my parents tomorrow afternoon � with a crap load of laundry (yes!). Well I shall post this now cause otherwise I�ll forget and be walking home by the time I remember! ciao 3:30 p.m. - 2006-05-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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