Staring into your soul
from the bowl.
She’s driving–did I mention that? [Note to self: pack Dramamine.] While she is a confident driver and has a pretty awesome truck (called “Cap’n”–and when I got my car, just for s&g’s I named my car “Tennille”), she drives Hawaiian style and it will take us at least ten hours to get to San Antonio the way she drives, and with picking up everyone. I’m exaggerating, of course, but you know…anxiety.
The show will be about two hours–maybe. Then I’m sure Lisa will want to go bar hopping and such.
I have to admit that I’m getting more and more terrified about all of this. I thought it was just going to be us and it would be a quick trip to S.A. and back. But no. Lisa conveniently left out the part about the additional people and the additional stops because she knows I would never participate in this if I knew about that.
Lisa is 100% a people person and loovvoovvvessoves to be around people. She is almost always up for an adventure and/or a party. She loves to be the hostess and the one chauffeuring around a group of happy people.
Admit it.
You want to stay home with them, too!!
It’s just that this thing has become some giant event and I’m not up for something like this. I also don’t think Lisa realizes that she maneuvered me into this.
Or maybe she did, being fed up with me and my famous hidey-hole mentality. I am totally the cat lady, and I don’t care. If I want to stay home with my little buddies, that’s your problem, right?
Well…we’ll see. Maybe I can maneuver the group into walking over to Acenar for some crab tacos.