Whats that smell?: The incident with the fish

I'm riding in the backseat of Robbie's truck with Donnie in the front... the guys are chatting away and Dee by my side. I have been plotting this night for 2 weeks. I am so happy I can't hardly stand myself. I have managed to get a date out of Donnie... He has no gig for the night and only brought a mandolin with him just in case....

So we go to the Blue Dome for RRR because so many of our friends are playing it and it just seemed like a good night to go. Several of the Red Dirt Sisterhood gals are going and it seemed like the nothing could go wrong, and for the most part it didn't except for one thing. My giant eye. But we will get back to that later. So we go to the dome and Robbie does sound check and we all head over to Tsunami Sushi. Donnie and I went there a while back during the Spot awards and had a great meal there... they really treated us well, mostly because of the fact that Donnie is the rock star that he is... that was the night he told me I was going to have to "learn to live with my famousness" which of course I have...quite nicely. So, we go to eat and it really was alot of fun eating, gasping for air and crying while doing so. We all got that crazy rush that sushi brings almost immediately and then headed back to the Dome for the music. All kinds of people are there, lots from B'ville and between them and the players most were "of my people". So we are all having a really good time.... Sarah was hilarious as always busting out with the craziest things like "are you gay?" and trying to force Bob Childers into transcribing an autograph he wrote to her (turns out he couldn't read it either). I finally got to meet Steve and he was just really great. He was wearing the nicest shirt, I forgot to mention to him how handsome he looked in it, but I digress.

Sometime during this part I am taking pictures and think "my eyelash is touching my face... and my eye feels wet"
Maybe I should pay more attention to things of this nature.

So after much strange behavior by friends too numerous to count....I think everyone pinched everyone's "hiney" at one time or another.. and as Donnie would say "all in a sporting fashion of course" and the incident in the parking lot with the lost item. I finally figure out what is wrong. Dee breaks down and tells me pretty much that something was wrong with my face, but that she didn't want to hurt my feelings. so, like the kid who waited too long to pee and wets their pants I finally break down and go look in the mirror.

My date night has gone horribly wrong folks. That's right, leave it to me... the one my dreaded ex husband always called the "bull in a china cabinet" has a giant eye. It was the sushi. By now all festivities are in full swing and we are at Bostons checking out Skinner and Morris and I don't want to leave. I don't want to be there quite so much either. My allergic reaction is in full swing and no one has any Benedryl. Last night was the last time I ever go anywhere without it. I am sweating, my tongue is thick and my lips are rock hard. I don't want to die, but Josh (who brings peace) said if I died it would only last a few seconds. Chris says I am so wonderful that he is completely sure I will come back as a princess, which is sweet... but my giant eye remains .

At this point I am wondering if the time to be a princess is coming close, but I am trying not to let on too much lest I spoil anyone's fun. That is when SHE walked in.

Now I am at a wine bar next to Bostons, trying to pay attention to a freaky jazz dude that is friends of CC's and he is really very interesting... and I like him simply because he plays with Josh (who brings peace)... But I can't focus.

Dee has informed me that her best girlfriend

is in Tulsa and might show up, so I have my eye out for her since she is the one who grew my cats in a box. I'm pretty distracted. A girl with great hair comes up to me and says HI! Knowing Tonya has similar hair and I am trying to be upbeat and part of the fun I greet her with "HEY CAT LADY" and she said "yeah...." Donnie looks at me weird and then I get a better look. Well it isn't her at all. It's freakin' Susan Herndon. My guest in 2 weeks at Science. The girl who is so good, has all these awards and I have been trying to book her for a year. Here I am yelling CAT LADY at her and she has no idea why, the worst part of it is she was too nice to ask why the hell I was calling her that. So I sit there for a few minutes in my allergic fog and giggle trying to figure a way out of that. But for questions such as these, there are no easy answers.

All in all, date night went pretty well. Especially considering that Robbie was really my date and Dee was out with Donnie so he wouldn't be "the 3rd wheel" like Robbie said. It didn't really work out that way in the end, but I think we all had a really good time. I didn't die (but my eye is currently still larger than normal) and all of us Bartians got a break from the same old thing and got to be with other like-minded individuals... and boy o boy, do I mean individuals