Summer Vacation

I am starting my real one and only summer vacation today- I get the weekend and Monday and Tuesday off and I'm not doing much of anything (at least today). I am going to watch the girls Monday and Tuesday because my youngest niece's child care provider just found out she has breast cancer- scary. Anyway I had the days off so I told my sister I could watch them. They are going to come up to SF and we are going to pal around there.

I went out last night with my friends Rebekah and Jamie- briefly hitting the 'hotspots' in Brookings- it was interesting. I really haven't been out there for a long long time so there were a lot of differences that I hadn't seen. Like a bar that the owners say has been there for almost two years that I didn't know about. Anyway I hung out with them for a while and then I swung by Hy-Vee and about got lost because it was all remodeled. Nothing sucks worse than your hometown changing behind your back.

Anyway I was going to write last weekend but I had no cookies and was too tired to find them. I had a horrible experience at a SF 'hotspot' last Saturday. It was a new hip dance club and it sucked, nobody was dancing and the music was on so myself and my co-worker friends went out on the floor and I admit I danced like a dork- for fun- not seriously. Well some thirty-something man comes up and starts dancing by me. I had noticed that he was at a table that had been looking at our table and laughing- it was full of couples. After dancing a little bit the guy leans in and says, "I was bet five dollars to come and dance with you." Anyway I said "Thank you that makes me feel really special" and proceeded to ignore him and keep dancing. I told myself that I wasn't going to make that known but... frankly that is one of the reasons that I don't like people and why the idea of becoming a cat lady doesn't sound so bad. Anyway my night didn't get any better- we ended up leaving and going to Bucks (puke) where we bumped into a group of co-workers who snubbed us. So life seemed really crappy last weekend. The thing I have learned is that if you act confident you can get through the little humiliating moments- did I cry a little afterwards, well duh- I'm a girl of course I did- but I refuse to let people see me cry when they hurt me. Well this entry sure got down in the dumps- but I am sure to have a good vacation.