Busy weekends are filled with fun and excitement, love and joy, but most importantly, tired eyes on Monday for sure! This weekend was no exception. After the long weekdays come to an end, there is nothing more I want to do then lay back in my boyfriends bed, warm and cuddled up, stuffing my face with gluten free pizza from my favorite pizza place, binge watching Netflix (currently binge’ing OITNB because… who isn’t), until the inevitable time when I fall asleep before midnight and always before my boyfriend. This weekend instead, we had Friday plans.
Christopher, my boyfriend, and his best friend who I force to read my blogs (Hello Amber) wanted to see their favorite childhood band play. I know what you’re thinking… and no, it is not the Doddle-bops, though I wish it was… We went to see Taking Back Sunday play at the PNC Arts Center after work. Needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED (and cold but that came after the sun went down). Even though I don’t necessarily listen to the band, the concert was really good and I loved people watching.
Funny story time: We were sitting on the lawn, half way through the show and all of a sudden these three girls storm up to a couple that was sitting next to us. At first they caught my eye because they were three blonde bimbos and then I realized they were cursing so obviously I needed to ease drop. Suddenly, they start screaming, ” DID YOU REALLY F*CKING STEAL THIS?! YOU STOLE THIS BLANKET! YOU STOLE OUR BLANKET!”. The guy, who was this skinny little hippy man, started trying to talk them out of yelling… didn’t work. These girls ripped the blanket out from underneath them and stormed away. We come to find out that the guy saw the blanket “alone for 15 minutes” and then decided to take it, walk away from the spot where it originally was and use it with his girlfriend… sketchy. So, for me, that was better than the concert because watching someone getting yelled at for acting like an idiot is a pretty good time, ha!
My family is very odd. I know everyone thinks of family as a bunch of weirdos, but I am 100% spot on with my accusation. Rewind to two weeks ago. I texted both of my parents saying that on the day before Father’s Day I will be taking my little sister to Six Flags so that they can plan a nice date, just the two of them. Instead of doing so, my parents did not plan anything and decided that they wanted to go to a family party instead. The thing that baffles me is that even if there was no family party on that day, my parents would have never planned a date. They aren’t really people who like going out. Their type of “date” is taking my little sister to her basketball games, and then rushing to her soccer games, then rushing back to a basketball game and then out to dinner to eat. Thats what they do. That is who they are.
Anyway, on Saturday, I stuck with my plan and went to Six Flags with Angelina and Christopher. I actually really wanted to go on the new Joker ride that opened after Memorial Day this year. As soon as we got to Six Flags we were about to wait on line but then we realized how short every other line would be since everyone was waiting for The Joker. So, off to Nitro!
The day was really nice and it was extremely hot so there was sweat drippin errrrr where (everrrrrywhere.) So, we decided to cool off by going on the Log Flume. I used to love the Log Flume and hadn’t realized how old this ride was until we got stuck on it…. That’s right ladies & gents, we got stuck RIGHT BEFORE THE GOOD DROP! Here we are, all hot and bothered, excited that we are getting close to the sudden drop that will cool us off for the rest of the rides and “BAM!” our log hits the log in front of us… then “POW” the log in back of us hit our log! So we waited… and waited… and waited…. until official teenage workers came to escort us out of our log and off of the ride because something was wrong. It was exciting until I realized that I was still hot and bothered.
Being a gluten free goon, I rarely have the option of anything delicious while going to a theme park other than pop corn or a bag of chips. EVERYTHING has gluten.
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So, I was super enthused when I saw this little cute sign saying GLUTEN- FREE! They had Gfree Mac & Cheese, Chicken Nuggets, Cookies, mmmmmmm. This is my happy place. I got a salad, because it seemed logical at the time though I really am pissed off at myself for not eating Mac & Cheese and my little sister got her favorite Six Flags snack…. a Corn Dog (super weird, I know.)
My Sunday will be a separate section since it was Father’s Day. My dad deserves his own post, for sure.