Dog Days of Summer
Are they even here yet?
Skot, Erik, and I went out for a little country side ride tonight. Just to get out of the city and smell the REAL fresh air. It made me think of back in the day always going for drives with Sheena and Paige. Granted 80% of the time THEN, our rides served another purpose but still. I felt like I was 20 again. Does years really make that much of a difference in a person? Apparently.
When I was 20 my evening usually consisted of a burn cruise with the girls and the destination unknown. Some "green-age" and tunes. Somehow, someway, everyday, we always had gas money and a plan. Not to mention the substances to sustain those plans. AMAZING. Or so I think!
Just had to reminisce that one little bit.
I am looking forward to this weekend with great anticipation. I am doing something JUST FOR MYSELF on Saturday. Skot and Erik are coming as well, but it is FOR ME! I will be spending the entire day with my best friend, Sheena. I am supposed to bring Donnie Darko to her house as it has been too long since she has seen it and we are anxiously awaiting the sequel (s.Darko), Skot is going to make us dinner (YUMMY!), and I will have an appointment for my next tattoo! I am pretty excited.
Through all my excitement I do have one little inch of guilt in the way back of my brain. I told my mom that I was going to be in the area again for some more ink and she expressed how she'd love to go with me. She's never seen anyone get a tattoo, and is way to scared to get one herself, and she just thought it would be a cool experience. HONESTLY... I can't subject Skot to her for the duration of THIS tattoo. That's just not nice of me. While part of me completely understands her excitement of the unknown it is not like this is the last tattoo I will ever get... plus, this weekend is more of a "FOR ME" thing. Every time we are in the area I feel like Sheena gets the shady end of the stick. We are ALWAYS at my mom and nan's house. We ALWAYS spend the night there. We ALWAYS eat there. I would just like to devote some time to my best friend and remind her why we're friends. The more I think about it the more I feel and realize I've been a dick... unintentionally.
First pic: Sheena and I (very much PRE-PREGNANCY) at the boatlanding in Bellows Falls, Vermont.
Second pic: Sheena, Erik, and I, June 21, 2008 After just getting tattooed together.
Labels: best friends, metal mama, old skool, pics, Sheena, summer
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