Andy used to pose a question to us at every staff meeting, a question for everyone to answer in hopes the different answers would bring about unity. The questions ranged from what we wanted for Christmas to our best musical experience. He once asked what our ideal weekend would be, and I want to change my answer, because it happened this past weekend.
It started out on Friday night, with a slumber party. No, I don’t have kids, but I do act like one. My roller derby team decided to have an end of the season slumber party to celebrate our awesome year. How does a slumber party full of grown women differ from a regular teen slumber party? Well, there are still games, crafts, karaoke and junk food, but there is WAY more whiskey than when I was a teenager. This whiskey results in some pretty amazing moments- I watched as a teammate sang Phil Collins’s “Against All Odds” with a screamo metal voice. Check out the lyrics to that song – it adds a little something when they are screamed in your face. I was the old lady of the bunch, heading to bed first around 3:30- I wasn’t really that tired, I just wanted to claim the only real bed in the house. I’m too old to be sleeping on the floor.
On Saturday, I went to the best wedding ever. I’ve never understood wedding culture- the thousands of dollars spent on this one event that lasts about 20 minutes (unless you’re Catholic), the Bridezillas, the ugly bridesmaid’s dresses, the $4000 cakes. My friends Jill and Brad tied the knot in a friend’s backyard, and had a pot luck picnic reception. The bride wore a white sundress and Chuck Taylors, and the groom wore his good, black overalls. Jill’s roller derby team was the color guard, and the ceremony was beautifully realistic and hilarious, to say the least. The officiant was a roller girl, and asked, “If anyone has any reason why this jam should be called off, speak now or forever hold your peace.” The picnic was amazing- since they didn’t have to spend an arm and a leg on catering, they were able to invite pretty much all of their friends. And the fried chicken, banana pudding and beer made it even better.
Later that night, I headed to one of my favorite bars to see one of my new favorite bands- Bang Camaro at the EARL! If you like guitar driven, hard rock choirs, I highly recommend this band. And I do mean choir! There were eight singers, pared down from 16 the last time you heard about them. Check them out on Simple Man this year- you won’t be disappointed. I rocked out so hard, my neck still hurts. My only complaint was about some girls who were acting like princesses in front of us. Seriously, who comes to a rock show to stand in the front row, talk to their friends and text their homies all night? That just doesn’t seem right to me. May and I almost fought them.
Anyway, after that long Saturday night, I slept until 1 PM on Sunday, watched movies on the couch with my cats all day, and then went to improv class. Ahhh… the perfect end to the perfect weekend.
What’s your best weekend ever?