I haven't written in far too long. Thing's, dey been busy, but that isn't any excuse. I have a couple dozen thoughts/moments to jot down. Here they are in no particular order, just as I can remember them now that I'm finally perched back in front of a computer screen.
1. I learned that pre-meditated "accidental" drink dumping by strippers onto jack-ass customers is kind of....discreetly permitted by the management at my favourite club. I think this is hilarious. I witnessed a red cordial/club soda concoction soak the white cotton clad back of one particularly repugnant customer. Some of it went in my shoe and soaked into my fishnet stockings, but it was worth it to be within 3 feet of that dude's facial expression as the first wave bubbled down over his forehead.
2. My little micro-family of 3 have had loads of quality time together lately. Presley is such a champion traveler, and we've spent a collective 30 + hours in the car with him this past 2 weeks. We have slept in 8 different houses in the last 16 days, and he just takes everything as it comes. Eats anything, sleeps anywhere, loves meeting EVERYONE. Am I bragging? You bet your ass. I am in total awe of my 11 month old. I can not believe that in less than a month I am not going to have a baby-baby anymore. This little thing will be a toddler. Guess who's getting clucky? But for now, we have a 12 month plan which involves me working, and I'm keeping a firm rein on baby mania. I got an implenon last week. Hurt like a bitch, (ocal anesthetic my ass) but cost literally less than 10% of the non-hormonal version I used in Canada. Huh. That was a pleasant surprise. The 99.99% effective IUD didn't work for us, so I'm not, you know, 100% certain about this implenon bit's 99.5% effective rate for me, but we'll see how it goes.
3. I've worked a couple weekends, in a couple different cities since I spoke last. Every weekend seems to have one shit night, one average night, and one redeeming night. In no particular order, mind you. This past week, Thursday was killer and Friday was the biggest waste of time. The weekend before, Thursday I might as well have stayed home, but Saturday I made $450 more than I usually do. But no matter what, I seem to make the same roughly every weekend, and its a good solid figure that works out to be very much worth my time. I think it's about half luck, half hustling skills. (My hustling skills suck but I seem to get lucky alot, falling into pre-arranged fantasies, or duos at least once every weekend. And that folks, is all it takes to be a good working shift) I miss Prezler and Hubs, but the time we do spend together is even more awesome because it always feels too short. Before I know it, I'm back on the road again, wondering what they are having mushed up for dinner tonight, and waiting for picture texts to come through to make me smile.
4. Presley started crabwalking sideways yesterday, and today he learned how to "wipe wipe" his face with a baby wipe, and wipe mine too. She will be toddling along on her own any day now. I'm terrified that I'm going to be away and miss that moment. Statistically its pretty likely. BUT, I did watch her learn how to give a "kiss kiss" yesterday, complete with smacking noise. Adorable.
5. Hubs made his first visit to a club while I was working. This was rather nerve wracking in the lead up, but actually turned out to be a lot of fun and not stressful or awkward at all. He watched me perform a 4 song podium set, and get right down to my skimpy g-banger, and loved it! I wasn't sure how the night was going to go. You really can't be 100% sure how your other half is going to react to seeing you grind up and down on others just because they've handed over a bill of some sort. It helped that due to an illness and some very necessary antibiotics, Hubbalicious couldn't drink, and therefore was stone cold sobre for the experience. In the end, he sat with a loud drunk lesbian and a couple regular guys I have seen before, and convinced them all to hand over their cash generously and often. We didn't tell anyone he was my other half, and pretended we'd never met before. Thanks to the team effort, my 4 song stage show netted us a cool $190. Way to go baby, we'll be doing that again soon for sure!
I have more, but bubs is waking up, and today is chores in town day. Bill paying, plane ticket booking, and the like. I am off to work again this weekend, and hopefully soon I have a small discreet tape recorder so I can share with you, word for word, some of the conversations I've been a part of lately. They're pretty hilarious.
P.S. My landlord dropped over yesterday, unannounced. As they do in small towns, I gather. House was a bomb as we'd only just got back late the day before, but he shrugged, and . That man can talk a blue streak, and eventually I just carried on with my chores in the kitchen at the same time. I cleaned counters, washed dishes, and swept the floor while he sat and drank a coffee and told me the latest Charters Towers gossip. There's no way to see the back of him for a good 45 minutes, I know from experience, but its always an entertaining hour or so.
Alright, enough procrastinating! I'm off!
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