Another Sunday night is upon us. ugh...
I will say that I had an awesome day yesterday though. There was a spaghetti dinner fundraiser on Saturday for N.A. and somehow I was conned into buying a ticket even though I had no intentions of going.
My friend Lisa says to me "hey carmen, do you have five dollars on you?" and I'm like "sure, here ya go" because I was thinking she was short on cash or whatever. So, she takes my five dollars and then writes me out a receipt and says "okay, now you have your ticket for the spaghetti dinner". I'm like "hey!". That's fucked up. But whatever, I just looked at it as a donation and let it go.
She sold like 150 tickets. Sure, I could have gone to the dinner but you see, that would have taken me WAY out of my comfort zone. I'm sort of a creature of habit. When Saturday rolls around I always get up, play a few games of poker online, go to the gym, go to the tanning salon, get a pedicure or manicure, sometimes I hit the mall, then I head to the Red Rock Casino and put in my football picks, but I make sure to only give myself about a half hour to hangout there and then I go to a 7:30 meeting. If I go to the Red Rock too early, I end up losing money playing slots or whatever. So, I have my Saturdays down to a science. After the meeting we all go out to eat and then I usually come home.
So, if I would have gone to the spaghetti dinner thingy I would have had to be nice to a whole slew of people, most of them I probably don't know very well, I would have to show up by myself and walk in alone - always a big fear of mine. I remember back in high school I used to HATE walking alone in the hallway or entering the cafeteria alone. It's ridiculous that I'm 35 years old and I'm scared to walk into a room by myself. I never show up to a meeting late because I don't want every turning their attention to me when I walk in the door. I'm a complete fanatic about showing up early, I usually sit in the same seat at every meeting and I always have a friend or two sitting next to me. Heaven forbid I would have went to the fundraiser and had to sit with people I don't know very well. Just the thought of who I was going to sit with was way too overwelming, so I chose not to go.
I went to my normal meeting like usual and it was actually smallish because a lot of people were at the fundraiser. I liked it though because I felt more comfortable. We all went to eat at Chili's afterwards and then I broke out of my shell and went over to Doug's house to hangout. He bought Rock Band II so most of the people were doing the whole singing, drum, guitar thing and of course I was sitting at the kitchen table kicking some ASS in spades.
This is my new partner Robert - did I mention we kicked ass?????
And oh my god - Doug's puppy, Ashes is growing up so quickly - god I just love her...
I just wanted to bring her home with me. I think I left his house at like 3 in the morning and she was STILL a little ball of energy. I'm wondering if she ever sleeps cause oh my god she's a fire cracker.
Tina, me, Sue and Ashes...
So, it's looking like I won't be heading to Maryland for Christmas since my parents will be here instead! Good times!!
I'm thinking the new Cincotta Christmas tradition could be opening presents in the morning, eating a nice homemade meal (that my mom will be cooking of course) and then a No-Limit Hold Em Tourney at our casino of choice. And then to top it off we could get some fancy decadent dessert after one of us wins the tournament. I can't think of a better way to spend Christmas.