Roadblock

Yesterday was CRAZY!

My bathing suits shipped! I just went and tracked the package and it appears to be in the ATL. Guess who's getting her bathing suits on time! Awww, snap. Now let's just hope I got the right sizes.

I got up and worked for a while and then decided I wanted to go pick up something from Starbucks, so off I went. I quickly grabbed an Iced White Chocolate Mocha Latte (mwahahaha!), which kicked the day off right.

Then, for my lunch hour, I went to the fitness center where I witnessed a miracle. I'm being overdramatic, but I did run 3.36 miles without ever even slowing down. In fact, I increased the speed after two miles. Usually I end up standing on the side of the treadmill for a few seconds several times, or may even turn the pace a little slower for a bit. Yesterday, I was ON FIRE! I honestly couldn't believe how energetic and unfazed I was. There wasn't a single moment when I thought I needed to stop. In fact, I only stopped because I needed to get back home. Maybe Starbucks for breakfast helped...

The afternoon was consumed with work changes that are under way that I'm probably not allowed to mention. It's good, though.

At this point it was almost time for the Braves game debacle. Well, I had a drink or two before we hopped on MARTA to ride down to the game. It was raining when we got on MARTA, and my sister decided we should bring an umbrella. I'm very glad she did because I said I was willing to tough it out, but didn't realize it was going to be a monsoon. When we got down to the Five Points station to hop on the bus to the stadium, it was raining so unbelievably hard. Everyone was standing under the awning waiting for it to stop, but we made a run for it with the umbrella. It was a pretty bad call because we were sloshing water everywhere. Then, I proceeded to get on the bus and sit in a seat next to a leaking window, so I sat in water and it continued streaming in the window and getting on my pants. We moved across the aisle.

We got off the bus and hurried to a covered portion at one of the ticket gates. Our parents were in a parking lot tailgating (inside the truck) nearby. We were going to wait it out because we didn't think we should even try the long walk in the pouring, horizontal rain. Well, I asked the Atlanta Police Department officer if we could drink beers and he said no because we were in public. So we decided we were ready to venture to the truck. Our dad met us halfway, but it was a long journey. We got to the car and I ate a footlong (yes!) Publix sub. I also drank three Bud Light Limes. Finally, at about 8:45 p.m., it seemed to be clearing up so we headed to the stadium.

Thankfully our seats were in the club level and were covered. The game was a good one, and I improved my seasonal record to 3-0. It was 7-3 in the top of the 9th with one out when the bottom fell out of the sky. So, they called a rain delay at about 11:30 p.m. I wanted to stay and wait it out, but then they announced that the Friday night fireworks were canceled due to a noise ordinance (since it had gotten so late). With that information, I really didn't push back on my family because they were ready to go.

We took the long journey back on MARTA and got in the car a little after 12:30 a.m. Well, when we got to my sister's place, there were tons and tons of cop cars on the road. It appeared we had stumbled upon a roadblock. It was just past my sister's place and just before mine (we live less than .2 miles apart). They were letting cars through one at a time and talking to everyone, so needless to say, I did not feel prepared to drive. Instead, I fell asleep on my sister's couch. I woke up at about 1:30 a.m. and went outside to look. The roadblock was still in-process. So, I went back to sleep again and got up at 3:30 a.m., just in time to realize I'd missed my vanilla for the first time since the study began. Oops. Stupid cops. I finally headed the .2 mile home since the cops were done.

Is it just me or am I interacting with a lot of cops lately?

I'm getting ready to go down to the theatre for a lengthy shift on camera. Let's. Get. Energized!

Party like it's 1989

Well, what a long weekend!

Friday night I worked at the Class of 1989 mixer at Atkins Park. It was a ton of fun! There were probably about 90 attendees, so it was a really good time. It's so funny to see these 44(ish) year olds talking about playing beer pong at their fraternity houses [not in college, but Thursday night with college students] and watching them take tequila shots. It was definitely one of the livelier crowds. In fact, when I saw most of them on Saturday, they did not look as though they were at full potential. I was surprised they remembered me.

So, after working from 7:30 a.m. to 11:00 p.m., I was so excited to head home. Long story short, my roommate had my house key and was bringing it to me at Atkins Park. However, in all of the 1989 chaos, I forgot to ask her for it when she arrived. I got home just before midnight to remember that I didn't have a key to my house. My sister wasn't home with my spare, so I ended up hanging out at her house until I could finally get in my place at about 1:30 a.m. Longest. Day. Ever. It's so funny that this would happen on a day where alllllll I could think about was getting home and getting in bed.

On Saturday, it was looking pretty muggy outside, but we lucked out and really weren't experiencing any rain. We got all set up for the tailgate party and the homecoming parade was making its way around campus. At that time, it started to rain. Then the bottom fell out of the sky at almost the exact time our tailgate was scheduled to start. We ended up moving everything inside, but people still had a good time, I think.

Then, I worked at the Class of 1994 reunion on Saturday night. It was a smaller, more intimate group, but we had a good time working it. I ate entirely too much food, some of which was hilariously difficult to eat. I'm just thankful to have all of my teeth today. It was a loooong day. I was kind of energetic after the reunion because I'd had my game face on, so I ended up staying up until at least 3:00 a.m.

Needless to say, my sleeping patterns have been so dysfunctional this weekend. I napped for about three hours today, so I'm hoping I can fall asleep soon. It probably doesn't help that I just walked in from running 3.5 miles. Oh well, I'm exhausted.

Oh, and the Braves are out of control right now. They have won 14 of their last 16 games and are only 2.5 games back in the NL Wild Card race. I am hoping we can will the rest of our games and maybe Colorado will see some upsets. Gooooooooo Bravos!!!!!!!