Damn My Feet Hurt
Well this weekend was fun. On Friday Roger was off due to the Battle of the Flowers Parade. We spent the day cleaning the house, he did the outside and garage and I worked inside all in preparation for his cousin and her husband who were coming in from Houston. Well, it turns out that they weren't coming until Saturday so we made plans to meet Ted and Amalia downtown for the last night of NIOSA. Just when I was dressed and ready I get a call from Ruby asking me if I wanted to go with her to the Juanes concert...she had front row tickets and backstage passes. This was like a dream come true, I had been trying to get tickets for this show but it just never happened. His music is great and he is also easy on the eyes. I couldn't believe that I turned her down, it was actually hard to say the words. I just felt bad because Ted and Amalia had gotten tickets for us and at that point, I still wasn't really sure what Roger and his family who were coming in were planning. In somewhat of a depressed mood (me being the depressed person), Roger and I headed downtown to visit his grandpa at the hospital where I got even more bad news. Roger had tickets to the first SPURS playoff game and the client he was taking decided to bring 2 other people instead of his girlfriend. Wow is me :(
Ted and Amalia picked us up at the hospital at 7:00 and we headed for La Villita for NIOSA. It was freaking PACKED. We walked in and literally stood not moving for 10 minutes. Eventually we were able to walk around a little more freely and got to eat some good food. I was happy to run into my friend Beverly who had her newly cut hair in a pony tail and even like that, it looked great! (Glad you cut your hair Bev, good choice!)NIOSA ended at 10 and we decided to go to Ted and Amalias house were we drank outside on their backyard deck until 3 a.m.
Saturday we woke up late and decided to go to the wedding with roger's cousins where we danced, drank, ate and had a great time. The reception ended at 12 so we all headed over to Chachos for more eats and drinks. We came home and went to bed around 3:30.
Sunday was great. We decided to go to Market Square for the last day of Fiesta. We all met up there around 1:00 and stayed until 5:45. We ate more food, got on rides and listened to music. I was even able to find a store that sells the ceramic switchplates I have been looking for for my living room. Walking on the street, Roger's cousin and I bought some cute straw cowboy hats and knockoff sunglasses. The worst part of today was walking by one of those games where you throw a ball and dunk the guy in the water. I was so pissed off, nearly enraged because the man inside was so racist and was saying some horrible and hurful things to the people who were playing this game. He was calling the men who were playing "Pancho" so sterotypical. He even said "Come on Pancho, I'll even get your papers notarized" and "Come on you crop picker, all you are good for is picking tomatoes". He was even mean to the kids and was insulting their parents, all were racial comments. We had to walk away because we were so mad. Seriously, this man was going to need police support when he got out of that cage cuz his ass was asking for a beating. When we were walking away, I asked a cop, can't you arrest him and he just smiled as if to say he wished he could. It was just BAD.
My evening wrapped up with dinner at Tom's Ribs and then watching the Spurs game by my lonesome. They lost, I think it was because I wasn't there.
Ted and Amalia picked us up at the hospital at 7:00 and we headed for La Villita for NIOSA. It was freaking PACKED. We walked in and literally stood not moving for 10 minutes. Eventually we were able to walk around a little more freely and got to eat some good food. I was happy to run into my friend Beverly who had her newly cut hair in a pony tail and even like that, it looked great! (Glad you cut your hair Bev, good choice!)NIOSA ended at 10 and we decided to go to Ted and Amalias house were we drank outside on their backyard deck until 3 a.m.
Saturday we woke up late and decided to go to the wedding with roger's cousins where we danced, drank, ate and had a great time. The reception ended at 12 so we all headed over to Chachos for more eats and drinks. We came home and went to bed around 3:30.
Sunday was great. We decided to go to Market Square for the last day of Fiesta. We all met up there around 1:00 and stayed until 5:45. We ate more food, got on rides and listened to music. I was even able to find a store that sells the ceramic switchplates I have been looking for for my living room. Walking on the street, Roger's cousin and I bought some cute straw cowboy hats and knockoff sunglasses. The worst part of today was walking by one of those games where you throw a ball and dunk the guy in the water. I was so pissed off, nearly enraged because the man inside was so racist and was saying some horrible and hurful things to the people who were playing this game. He was calling the men who were playing "Pancho" so sterotypical. He even said "Come on Pancho, I'll even get your papers notarized" and "Come on you crop picker, all you are good for is picking tomatoes". He was even mean to the kids and was insulting their parents, all were racial comments. We had to walk away because we were so mad. Seriously, this man was going to need police support when he got out of that cage cuz his ass was asking for a beating. When we were walking away, I asked a cop, can't you arrest him and he just smiled as if to say he wished he could. It was just BAD.
My evening wrapped up with dinner at Tom's Ribs and then watching the Spurs game by my lonesome. They lost, I think it was because I wasn't there.
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