So I told you that I wanted to tell you about my wknd.
Friday night thankfully did not set the tone for the wknd and that's a good thing because I was suppose to meet up with someone I have been chatting with for a bit and well....... he stood me up (sort of- he kinda dropped the ball on the planning aspect of things and just didn’t get back in touch with me on the where and when although I slotted the time out to meet), we had a text message argument and I told him to go f*ck himself for wasting my time. I guess I just "knew" that he was probly not gonna follow through, but I do try to give folks the benefit of the doubt.
Saturday morning around ten-ish I guess I got up and started to get things together for the day. I needed to run some errands to get ready for the evening. John and I's real wedding anniversary was Thursday of last wk (2/26; we had 2 weddings, courthouse and cruise ship for the family’s attendance). So Saturday night was the night we chose to celebrate. I got us a room at the Hard Rock Hotel downtown San Diego so we could play and not have to worry about who was going be DD. So we got our errands done during the day, including getting John something nice to wear out (he isnt much for that sorta thing) and I got some hot clothes myself.
It was kinda funny; the whole shopping for clothes scenario. We went to several different stores. One I got jeans at and I thought that would be all I did. Then we ended up going to Fashion Valley mall and checking out the Guess store. The sales chic at the Guess store, Farrah is sporting this hot little number when we walk into the store (see green khaki-ish dress in the photos from the other day). Well she’s kinda hot herself (in a dark exotic long straight hair kinda way) so I went straight to the back and got my size in her outfit and tried it on. Loved it, added it to the stash. She comes over to talk to me and I was like... “Your outfit is hot, and I’m getting it cause it looks hot on you”. She was like... “well let me show you what else I got (giggles)”. I now have some hot ass black cargo pants, 2 shirts with the back out in them so you can see my tatt, a see through ed hardy looking shirt with rhinestones and stuff on the front and a unique cut to the back so you can see my tatt. and that cute ass dress I mentioned she was wearing. On a side note here; I am amazed nowadays how much chics seem to be into me. It’s so weird for me cause I don’t think I’m pushing out that vibe. But who knows.... I end up having a moment later with someone else but I’ll get to that.
After the shopping, we ran home cause it was like 645ish and we needed to go ahead and get downtown. So packed the essentials and headed back out to downtown to the hotel. I effen love the Hard Rock. I had interviewed there about a month ago for a customer service gig to make some part time money but I didnt hear back from the interview. The Guest Services Manager, Ryan and I got along pretty well during the interview, but the whole 6 figure income thing from my previous gig was a red flag I think. Anyways, we valet parked which made things so much simpler as far as getting in and out. We went to check in and who else but Ryan the guest services manager is the one that gets us in. So he’s checking us in and stuff and I introduce him to the husband. Told him it was our wedding anniversary and he upgraded us to a suite. Schweet.
We hurry upstairs, take some pics of the room (cause I dont wanna forget how it looked) then threw all our clothes off, jumped in the shower and proceeded to get ready. Man I loved these jeans I got Saturday, rhinestone crosses on the pockets, low rise. Wore that ed hardy looking shirt I got from the guess store I mentioned above and some boots. Decided we were going to do the casual thing cause we were going to be going to bars tonight and not dance clubs. The shirt though was a bit see through and John was a little worried that we might not get to go in some of the places we wanted to go into to party. So a trip to the Hustler store was probly going to be mandatory to get some pasties… but first, a few shots of tequila, a little something to get me rollin and off to Dinner we go.
So on a side note; because this somewhat becomes important later on. I had started chatting with this guy I met off another website via text messages and yahoo I think it was Saturday morning. We had exchanged some emails and such and were just trying to get a feel for whether we were going to get along and wanna meet. So all day while I was out and about, I was text messaging him and exchanging a little info here and there. We were actually getting along pretty well in chat to the point that I really wanted him to just come out and maybe run into me at the bar that evening. It wasnt going to be anything real long and in detail because I didnt want to take too much time away from John, but there was something about this one that I needed to get face to face with him as soon as possible (plus I guess I kinda through it out there that I wanted hinm to show me he was down for everything I had going on with the husband, polyamory stuff, etc. and meeting me at the club with the hubby would be the ticket.) So, we kept texting while I was shopping, and getting ready and downtown in the room. He had told me that he had this party to go to with the guys from the Marine base. He had said that if it was a sausage fest or boring in any way he might make a trip downtown on his motorcycle. Then as we talked some more and I mentioned it was my anniversary he really thought better of trying to meet with me as he didn’t want to take time away from John either. I was kinda bummed by that because it was only going to be a “bump into each other” kind of scenario, but it is what it is… I was getting kinda stoked that he might make it down; but then after he decided he might not… well there would be another time right? I hoped.
So back to dinner....
John and I went to our favorite italian restaurant downtown, de'medici. We were going to go to the Hustler store first to get some pasties to cover up my nipple rings cause the shirt I was wearing, although a busy print, was kinda see through (as I mentioned above). But john said that he had noticed on at least 7 different women that they were showing worse than mine was so he wasn’t going to stress it anymore. I was fitting in as far as he could tell so he wasn’t going to stress it for me any longer. By now, I’m rollin pretty good so Im just not hungry. Decide to split dinner with John, which we should be doing all the time cause I cant eat everything id like to eat.
Im drinking some wine though and feeling oh so “revved” up when Jeremy (the guy I have been chatting with all day) messages me to ask me what we are doing. I told him we were at dinner. I then just threw it out there that I thought I was dressed pretty hot and was thinking he was going to miss out on this. He’s like… what are you wearing? I described my outfit to him and he responded with, that does sound hot. I wish I could see it. You should see it, I responded. Seems we were both getting pretty worked up over the conversation to the point that I was really hoping that he would ditch the party and come out to see me.
Dinner was awesome. We wrapped it up and went over to the hustler store anyways and I got some panties, and some pasties and we got some videos at discount. Not a bad little adventure. Love going to that store. Its 3 floors and they give military discount. This would be the main reason we go. Meandered out of the store over a few blocks and down to Whiskey Girl where we had planned on being for the night and we stood in line to get in. Im mostly one to go downtown to go to the dance clubs. Whiskey girl has dancing and stuff but its very bar atmosphere versus the upscale stuff the other clubs I go to have. Some sailor friends of mine took me to Whiskey girl once and I figured it would be someplace that John wouldn’t mind or feel under dressed.
This is all I had gotten down yet.... so more to come (giggles)
