Alright, I have been meaning to set it out there...Quick back story, you know my Halloween party, well the biggest reason I go is to hear this awesome band. Typically, I have gone with Sissy (which works out well, she knows the deal). The deal is...pace yourself, the band doesn't go on until 2am:O
This year, Sissy bailed on me at the last minute:( I hit that in stride, called up some running pals who always go, and went with them. Problem...they started partying at 7pm! (yes, they are single pals) Needless to say, nobody made it to my awesome band, and since it is not a good idea to be alone at a party at 2am...I missed my band:(
Not to worry mouse, the band has a gig at a club downtown Nov. 21. Sissy gives me the no go:( The Bro gives me the respectable maybe:( Buddy Steve gives me the I'll go if The Bro goes:( WTF!?! Why can't I get anyone to go out with me? Where are my Chicago bloggers? Can't we make this a Bloggers night out? Pardon me while I whine...I just want to see my band...
I had prepared to whine and be done with it...Then came dinner...
Me: "Miss Peach, wasn't it nice of The Little Man to let you play with his golf clubs?"
Miss Peach: (very thoughtfully) "Yes, maybe The Little Man isn't mean after all..."
Me: "Your brother isn't mean...he loves you very much. The first thing he said when he woke up from his nap was...Let's go pick up Miss Peach from school."
Little Man: "I missed you."
He missed his sister...aren't they just the sweetest things...now what was I saying???