Last week was very full. I don't usually like to have plans every day of the week but sometimes you can't help it.
I'll start with Tuesday:
Tuesday I was feeling a little off after receiving some less than desired family news. I decided to go get my nails done as a distraction 💅😅.
I received a beautiful manicure, maybe one of the best so far.
I was hungry but wasn't sure what I was feeling. I ended up going to a restaurant near my house that I hadn't been to in a looonnng time. It's a neighborhood spot where most of the people are regulars. If you sit at the bar you can guarantee that someone will strike up a conversation with you.
There I sat, admiring my own nails, sipping a dirty martini (not my drink of choice but it's what you drink at this place, I abide by the vibe). I recognized this older gent at the bar who was finishing off a bottle of wine with his friends. He commented on my nails, we exchanged minimal conversation.
As he was checking out, he also paid for my meal(I can't resist a chicken sandwich so that's what I ordered) and my drink. That's just how this person is. Of course that made my night at that point. I had another martini 😅 and chugged a bunch of water while conversing with the other patrons. As I was heading out, the two charming bartenders came over with chambongs for us 3. I couldn't say no, it would've been rude.
I could've stayed there all night but for obvious reasons it was best that I left. Plus, I still had plans for that night.
Something about amazing musicians being in town for a special show with one of my jazz friends at this new venue called The Hedge. I did not have any idea what the music would sound like but I knew if my friend Annie was promoting it, that it would be worth it to see.
I had no idea how amazing it would turn out. These two musicians literally blew my music mind, I was in awe of the performance and also that I almost considered missing it.
To describe it would never do it justice, so I'll leave it as a cliffhanger.
On Wednesday I met up a new friend and had a very fascinating conversation on things you don't usually write down so we'll skip to Thursday.
Thursday, a night I had been waiting on for 10 years.
Ok that is a slight exaggeration but Girl Talk (one of my favorite DJs who mixes in a way that creates a non-stop dance party) played the Cain's ballroom for the first time in 6-10 years…I don't remember the exact date of the last time I saw them but it was at least that long ago.
Months ago I sent my friend Calee a link and said “get a ticket to this” and finally that night was upon us. And on the first real night of the turn of the weather. Not only did we dance but before the show started I saw two people walking around in Girl talk jerseys and asked them what was up, they were recruiting people to dance on the stage (I had a feeling) and they asked me if we wanted to, to which I replied, YASSSS.
Calee, I, and about 15 others danced for two hours straight on the Cain's ballroom stage. It was incredible tbh. I had a very strange week full of highs and lows, sometimes the juxtaposition in my life is unhinged. This night healed me in ways that I had needed for a long time.
I felt BLESSED by whatever is handing out the blessings.
A blurry photo of me in my bliss.
This is just Tuesday - Thursday and the weekend turned out amazing too.
To be continued…