Boogie Nights

It's amazing how drastically your eating habits change, when you're single.

I definitely had twizzlers, banana walnut bread, and a vodka tonic for dinner last night.

In an attempt to get back on track with the healthy eating resolution, I've thrown together some turkey chili tonight, which is currently simmering into a soupy goodness downstairs, as we speak.

The bonus? It's LOADED with peppers. Getting to load meals with foods that your former significant other disliked, is somehow gratifying.

Though, I do find guilt lurking around the corner by making the whole house smell like delicious food; and sadness right on it's heels when I realize I'll be enjoying it alone.

On a lighter note, this weekend held a flurry of interesting activity!

I met up w/ an old friend of mine on Friday night, who was in town visiting from Detroit. She's a friend that I met originally through MM (actually, an old fling of his) who I've come to adore. She's happily married now, but vows to join my late-life-lesbian-farm commune if things don't pan out. Over a flood of cocktails, we agreed the farm may end up heavy on babies & dogs, but we'd find some way to balance it out.

Saturday evening I attended a big fundraiser (the "Boogie") with some co-workers for the Red Cross & a local, independent restaurant association. It's loaded with free wine, beer, food, & a band; amongst all of the other fundraising . Oh! And it's Mardi Gras/Swamp Chic themed, so the array of costumes/outfits is always a hoot.

I dusted off my old sequined & fringed flapper dress, a feather boa, and went out for  round #2.

The fundraiser was fun (w/ my AA devout boss in attendance, things didn't get too crazy)...

I ended the night dancing barefoot for hours at the newest gay bar called "The Backdoor" with a co-worker and a random friend of another co-worker, who at some point in the night informed me that he'd had to have ball-reduction surgery...

I told him I'd take his word for it & went back to dancing w/ the gang of queens that had accumulated around me.

In addition to that oddity, I ran into a local businessman I've met several times through Chamber of Commerce events & his wife; who persistently tried to get me to come back to their house for drinks. Being that it was past 3am, everyone was already lit, & I'd just ran into them at a gay bar; I sensed they were looking for more than just some after-party drinks, said my goodbyes, and jumped in a cab home.

My liver hates me.