I know it's been awhile ... I kind of lost any inspiration to write for whatever reason. I believe most of us inclined to blog go through these spells.
This past weekend I went to Asheville, NC with a few of my very best friends and the Icelandic Swede, so that two of them could get tattooed. First, we went to The Laughing Seed where we dined on the patio. The weather was perfect. Days like that make me appreciate summer, if only for a day. haha (I'm already acting as the obnoxious person wishing for fall)
The food was pretty darn good, and I tried out and loved this IPA. It's my new favorite, for sure. If I could find some for my fridge, that would be lovely. Also, aren't Sarah's strawberry nails awesome? I think the detail is done so well. Way to go Frances (she works with me at the spa)!
We ended up having loads of time to kill before Sarah and Monica got their "bro tats," so we headed to Jack of the Wood. Upon entering, I felt like I had stepped into another part of the world. There were Irish players in the far right corner and the crowd was quite a bit older than our particular group. I really liked it there, and I would love to go back and grab a bite to eat as well.
I was casually talking about needing a group picture and that I might need a stranger to help us out, not really planning on taking the picture right then and there but alas, a man heard our conversation and snapped the pic. Does anyone else feel anxiety when handing over your camera? I kept thinking: please don't drop it! Monica told the guy she runs fast, so he shouldn't try to swipe it, haha.
We made it to Empire and the ladies met with Randy (everyone else knew him other than me, but hey, I can be informal and include him in the post right?). The process itself was very short. I think we were there an hour! Shannon had to leave early, so we said our goodbyes before the others were finished with their new pieces. Then, we decided to check out Asheville's Skybar. You guys, we all loved it. I will most certainly be going back.
It's been quite an ordeal for her to secure a visa, find a way to send her belongs and cat, etc etc. I think I got distracted by mundane life stuff that I pushed aside any sad feelings -- until that night. I might have gotten emotional in public, which is the most embarrassing thing for me. I was having difficulty playing it cool. I was the non-Fonz.
I can't say enough about the girl. She's been a true friend, one of the only people whom I could relate to when my Mom died, and honestly, she's just a blast to be around. She's a funny person, a fellow goober. Clearly, she's adventurous and I just know once she feels acclimated she's going to have the best time in her new home. If not, we will murder Gudbjorn ... just kidding dude! ;)
This year has brought a lot of change, and it's far from over. 2013, you're one crazy year!