A call for prohibition
Dear UK
I'm hungover
Dear USA
You know this of course.....
Oh dearie, dearie me. My head is throbbing and I want to be in my own bed wallowing in self pity. CAn't even get back into the hotel bed yet as the maid service hasn't been.
Yesterday I made a monumental decision.
This is not the time however for revealing all. It'll keep.....
I clambered over dusty trails and through dried washes in the sun yesterday in the Saguaro National Park. Look it up on the Internet, library wherever, it's absolutely amazing and I am not ready to part with it just yet.
Later in the evening I thought I would scrub up and show the Military Boys (MB's) here that I can look somewhat different to the shorts and tee shirts I seem to be in permanently now. Feeling quite pleased with myself I was looking forward to appearing in the hotel bar and their faces. And maybe one face in particular! The phone rang. Oh could it be.....?
No, it isn't
'Sarah, hi, how are you, we still on for lunch tomorrow?'
'Yeah, yeah but me and Joe are having a drink now and thought why don't you join us, it's only up the road?'
'Yeah, that'd be good, just give me directions. I'll leave in about 15mins, I have to just pop into the bar downstairs to see someone before I leave.'
Drat they're not here.....
'Just up the road' may have been true in direction terms but what she forgot to say was it was miles and miles up the road..... Sarah is an Englishwoman from Newmarket that has been in the US since 1990, married a lovely bloke called Joe from New Jersey, ex military (everyone seems to be!). We met a couple of days ago in a Nail Bar in a Shopping Mall in Tucson. Plaza Mall I think it's called. Anyway SArah and I bonded really quickly and we were chatting away so easily that Joe said it was as if we'd known each other for years. After my 3rd Margharita I notice Sarah is introducing me as her sister. Well we do have dark hair. Well, I do normally 'cept I've gone a bit blonde remember??! Actually I thought last night it was a bit yellow, ah well......... We were in a lovely little Cantina overlooking wonderous views. It was all dark and twinkly lights but I could still see that those horizons were broad.
After much merriment and offers of all sorts, they drove me back to the hotel. Well Joe did, Sarah was off her trolley! I bought a round of drinks at the hotel bar, hoping that the MB's would be there and see I was in fact female. Sarah and I did the girl thing and went to the loo (restroom) together. She discussed and disected the MB's and decided that Travis was 'hot' but knew it. (yes he is quite 'hot' but I think more youthful confidence than arrogance) Roles appeared reversed, I now felt protective of the MB's. Hey, she had got tactile with Travis as well! Actually come to think of it I may have put a motherly hand on his knee, as a shot across her bows. No doubt the SinSinNatty Kid would be lapping this attention up. With one of those big resigned sighs (the one that says 'you win' cos I aint gonna compete with your nose job, botox, veneers, silicone breasts & hair extensions) I stood in front of the mirror to reapply my new Chanel pinky red lipstick, called 'sexy'. I froze. I had started out so groomed and, I thought, quite femminine. What stared back at me was, was.... well I don't know how to describe it but it most definitely wasn't 'sexy'....... I haven't worn makeup for so long, my eyes have gotten quite dry with all the desert dust and I had clearly rubbed my eye at some point and the carefully applied makeup was sliding down my cheekbone. The rest of me fared no better. I looked a drunk mess.
Why on earth weren't the MB's there BEFORE I went out. Now they're gonna think I'm a lush (don't know what it is in American...) ((My head hurts))
Sarah managed to offend quite a few people in the bar, the rest tried to pick her up. Joe, clearly in love with her, took her home, clearly used to it. The MB's feel that Sarah has drug issues. Oh God, what next.......
The journey home is beckoning, I am resisting. I have many people to see before I go and I'm frantic that I am running out of time.
Today though I am going back to bed to read, drink water and watch TV............
Oh blast, I forgot, I've got lunch with SArah and out with Lynnetta tonight.........xx
I'm hungover
Dear USA
You know this of course.....
Oh dearie, dearie me. My head is throbbing and I want to be in my own bed wallowing in self pity. CAn't even get back into the hotel bed yet as the maid service hasn't been.
Yesterday I made a monumental decision.
This is not the time however for revealing all. It'll keep.....
I clambered over dusty trails and through dried washes in the sun yesterday in the Saguaro National Park. Look it up on the Internet, library wherever, it's absolutely amazing and I am not ready to part with it just yet.
Later in the evening I thought I would scrub up and show the Military Boys (MB's) here that I can look somewhat different to the shorts and tee shirts I seem to be in permanently now. Feeling quite pleased with myself I was looking forward to appearing in the hotel bar and their faces. And maybe one face in particular! The phone rang. Oh could it be.....?
No, it isn't
'Sarah, hi, how are you, we still on for lunch tomorrow?'
'Yeah, yeah but me and Joe are having a drink now and thought why don't you join us, it's only up the road?'
'Yeah, that'd be good, just give me directions. I'll leave in about 15mins, I have to just pop into the bar downstairs to see someone before I leave.'
Drat they're not here.....
'Just up the road' may have been true in direction terms but what she forgot to say was it was miles and miles up the road..... Sarah is an Englishwoman from Newmarket that has been in the US since 1990, married a lovely bloke called Joe from New Jersey, ex military (everyone seems to be!). We met a couple of days ago in a Nail Bar in a Shopping Mall in Tucson. Plaza Mall I think it's called. Anyway SArah and I bonded really quickly and we were chatting away so easily that Joe said it was as if we'd known each other for years. After my 3rd Margharita I notice Sarah is introducing me as her sister. Well we do have dark hair. Well, I do normally 'cept I've gone a bit blonde remember??! Actually I thought last night it was a bit yellow, ah well......... We were in a lovely little Cantina overlooking wonderous views. It was all dark and twinkly lights but I could still see that those horizons were broad.
After much merriment and offers of all sorts, they drove me back to the hotel. Well Joe did, Sarah was off her trolley! I bought a round of drinks at the hotel bar, hoping that the MB's would be there and see I was in fact female. Sarah and I did the girl thing and went to the loo (restroom) together. She discussed and disected the MB's and decided that Travis was 'hot' but knew it. (yes he is quite 'hot' but I think more youthful confidence than arrogance) Roles appeared reversed, I now felt protective of the MB's. Hey, she had got tactile with Travis as well! Actually come to think of it I may have put a motherly hand on his knee, as a shot across her bows. No doubt the SinSinNatty Kid would be lapping this attention up. With one of those big resigned sighs (the one that says 'you win' cos I aint gonna compete with your nose job, botox, veneers, silicone breasts & hair extensions) I stood in front of the mirror to reapply my new Chanel pinky red lipstick, called 'sexy'. I froze. I had started out so groomed and, I thought, quite femminine. What stared back at me was, was.... well I don't know how to describe it but it most definitely wasn't 'sexy'....... I haven't worn makeup for so long, my eyes have gotten quite dry with all the desert dust and I had clearly rubbed my eye at some point and the carefully applied makeup was sliding down my cheekbone. The rest of me fared no better. I looked a drunk mess.
Why on earth weren't the MB's there BEFORE I went out. Now they're gonna think I'm a lush (don't know what it is in American...) ((My head hurts))
Sarah managed to offend quite a few people in the bar, the rest tried to pick her up. Joe, clearly in love with her, took her home, clearly used to it. The MB's feel that Sarah has drug issues. Oh God, what next.......
The journey home is beckoning, I am resisting. I have many people to see before I go and I'm frantic that I am running out of time.
Today though I am going back to bed to read, drink water and watch TV............
Oh blast, I forgot, I've got lunch with SArah and out with Lynnetta tonight.........xx
posted by Pink Icing @ 6:12 pm
2 Comments:
At 3:16 am,
Anonymous said…
Oh my oh my..you must watch those Arizona Margharita's they do have an 'afterlife' all their own.
I begged off of Simons gig tonight. I am nursing my own margharita at the moment. Did you get our email? Will there be time to meet up? We have left tomorrow open just in case your pounding head clears enough to make the journey.
Oh and btw...its 'lush' here too.
Hugs, hope your better soon.
At 6:10 pm,
Pink Icing said…
Char - yep fighting fit this morning! Well sort of. I'm trying this very minute to extend the visit here in Tucson so I'll have time to do a ew more things, like catching up with you and Simon.
Will call you shortly.
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