Oh Shiznit.....

I totally spaced on the fact I was telling you a story and stopped mid-way through it....  My bad.  Maybe I need to get off this bender I've been on lately.  Self destruction is my friend right now.  More on all that later.  Back to a couple of weekends ago....

Saturday Josh and I didn't do a whole lot besides sleep most of the day away.  I took him home to shower and get ready for his aunt & uncle's party since he wasn't real sure where his car or his keys were from the night before.  We made a couple of quick stops and were over at the party around 3.  I didn't want to get there too early because that meant he'd start drinking earlier and would be passed out before dark.

As we pulled into the court where they live I see the mobile tattoo shop is there.  Shit, I forgot about that.  As I step out of the car I see him.....  It's Tattoo Guy and HOT DAMN does he look good.  If you are new around here you can catch up on that drama here, here, here, here and finally here.  If you want the Cliff Notes version of it, we met through the other Tara's Mike, had HOT HOT HOT Valentine's Day sex, he didn't know I had a boyfriend, I ended up dumping said boyfriend for him, he blew me off several times and I was all "On To The Next One" with him.  He and I had awesome chemistry that I haven't had with a guy in a long time, but the whole thing was just retarded.  There ya go, on with the story....

Freaking great, I'm stuck with the family drunk all day and have to look all day at an amazing dude that I would totally get with in a heartbeat.  Such is my luck I suppose.....  I had told myself that I wasn't starting to drink until at least after dark.  That way I wouldn't be shitty wasted like everyone else.  Instead Josh drank directly from his bottle of American Honey and proceeded to chase me around trying to get me to eat all the food that was around.  He has a thing for fat girls apparently because I was told no less than 20 times that I need to gain at least 10 lbs.  What the fuck ever dude....  I finally escaped him when he found the tattoo art table and was looking for what he wanted to get done.

Just then, Blue Eyes called.  He wanted to invite me to a cookout over at his mom & dads house.  Shit.  I'd totally rather be spending time with him and not here with Mr. Drunk and Tattoo Guy, who I assumed still had a girlfriend because that's what Tara had told me a couple of weeks ago.  I told him that I'd try to stop by later, but no promises.  He was ok with that since he's blown me off several times.  I go back to watch some tattoos and am miserable.  It's so freaking boring.  I really wanted to get my tattoo, but didn't have the money, so I just had to settle on watching everyone else get one.  Oh well.  I catch Tattoo Guy checking me out several times, but he makes no move to speak to me.

An 11 year old is crying because his parents won't let him get a tattoo.  Two hours later they give in and he is the envy of all the other kids at the party.  All the adults are horrified that a parent would let that be done.  The kid thinks he's a badass after the fact, but all I'm wondering is what's that Chinese symbol going to look like when he's finally done growing?  I continue to just chill and take everything in.  Josh is getting absolutely shitfaced with his mom and dad.  I get introduced, but doubt they'll remember me in the morning.  No big deal, I'm not a keeper anyway.  My stomach starts to hurt from all the food I've eaten.  I need to go home and puke in the comfort of my own toilet.  Luckily I'm just in the neighborhood across the street.

Finally around 10 I had enough and jetted.  Josh was totally ignoring me by this time.  Whatever, I had another boy that was all about hanging out with me.  I told everyone goodbye and headed over to Blue Eye's parents house still not feeling great, but happy to be away from that drunk ass.

Blue Eyes and his friends kept me entertained all night.  So much that I actually fell asleep there early in the morning and didn't end up waking up until like 10am the next day.  I like being curled up with him.  Something about it feels right....

Sunday was pretty low key from so much partying over the weekend.  At one point Blue Eyes came over and we pretty much lounged around in bed all day catching up on dvr stuff & sleeping.  Later in the day we decided we wanted to cook out and went and got some food.  I was surprised when he paid for everything we bought at the store, cooked all the meat and cleaned up afterward.  Tara, Mike and Nicole came down and we ate well.  I took the tv out onto the deck and we ate and watched both baseball and football.  Life is good.  Mike might have had too much to drink and told me that Tattoo Guy was single again and wondered if I was invited to the party to hang out with him.  Unlucky for me, Mike told him that I was there with Josh and that's why he didn't try and talk to me.  Damn it, cockblocked by Mike and drunk ass Josh.  Stupid, stupid, stupid.  But at least now I know he's single again and was interested in hanging out, had I not have been with dumb ass......  I might text him and see where it goes a little later......

Once again, sorry no pics, again, this is when I didn't realize that my camera wasn't actually saving the pictures I was taking.