I'm just preparing myself for what I have to lie on tonight.

A long over due post.
Lets recap an eventful weekend. Grab your popcorn and coke, its gonna be a long post.

Beginning around 11:00 Friday morning Kaylie left to go to her advising meeting at UTD. (congratulations on grad school) The rest of the house...that consisted of myself(kelsie), Christie and Shannon to leave later. Promptly at 5:07 the remaining Mansion Messengers got in the Outlander and I drove into the...well away from (we were going east) the sunset. The ride began quiet nice. I had my ipod in playing a compilation of beyonce, vampire weekend and mylie cyrus. Christie was zoned in her GRE study material (congratulations on grad school) and Shannon was in the back. Like a good driver I was paying attention to the road and can not accurately account what Shannon was doing to pass the time on I-20 from Abilene to Eastland. I do know that somewhere in the first 45 minutes of our drive our tummblies started rumbling and I had to get gas so we stopped at my usual spot, Eastland. We shot out of the car and reloaded our tummies at the very stereotypical gas station with some H2O and snacks. ANNND Back on the road.

Upon arriving to Weatherford the discussion insued about our dinner plans. Moral of the weekend...too many people talking causes great confusion. So I'm talking to Kaylie through Shannon and Shannon is talking on the phone to Kaylie and we are all trying to decide a food destination and phrases such as "I dont care you pick...somewhere like Chili's....sundance square is fun....and even they serve cereal??" were all said during the conversation. Finally we would meet in 30 minutes in Sundance Square. OOHH NO...have you ever parked in Sundance Square at 7:00 on a Friday? uh yeah its impossible to say the least. So thirty minutes later and a great tour of downtown we park in a shady garage by the Bass Preformance Hall on Calhoun St. and begin our trek to Uno's Pizza restaurant.

Oh and did we mention Prom? Thats who was taking up all of our parking spots. High School Seniors. Yes some prom in the Fort Worth/Dallas area was going strong this Friday night. Sundance Square was littered with thousands...ok maybe 50 high school seniors dolled up and looking way older than 18. Thus bringing about a conversation between Shannon, Christie and I about our Prom Dates from Hell. To all of the prom goers out there, we decided that bad proms are a right of passage. You do not successfully graduate from high school until you cry at the end of your prom. And the tears are not because your class' pick for the theme song was "End of the Road" by Boys to Men or "Moment like This" by Kelly Clarkson or the always tear jerker "Friends Forever" by Vitamin C. The tears come straight from the Jerk that you agreed to enjoy the evening with and match your dress to his cumberbund. Each high school senior must go into their prom with high expectations of a magical fairy tale night that lives up to the theme. Expectations as wonderful as "A night in Paris" "A night on the Red Carpet" "A moment like this" "Under the Stars in 2005" or "The Journey has ended but the memoris have just begun" when Prom really should be called "The night that your date dumps you and goes home with "the other girl""

Wow, that was quite a deviation from the story, i apologize.

So we get to Unos, eat, dine and be merry. Lauren meets up with us and we dine, eat and are merry some more. Finally deciding to leave we walk out and decide to go to Reata to eat dessert.
It was late and the "only thing they had" was first come first serve in the bar area on the roof. This is when the night really gets good. I have concluded that there is nothing better in this world than people watching Fort Worth night life.

Our first group...well, we'll call it a situation. Close your eyes...wait, dont close your eyes, you HAVE to read it. Just imagine...two guys and a girl. We figured that one of the guys and the girl are dating. But not dating like serious, like you know the akward middle age dating? That kind of dating. Like he picked her up at speed dating at the local community center and they are on about their fourth date. Lets call them Mark and Shelly. We think Shelly had a friend (the third wheel or other man). Maybe a close friend/co-worker or possibly maybe an ex boyfriend from way back that they both remain friends. That makes the situation even more akward. So Shelly and Mark are akwardly trying to be a couple nursing their bud lights and the other guy...Richard...eating a SICK appetizer off a chair with his leg wide spread...not a joke nor an exaggeration. Christie, Shannon and Kaylie were pretty stuck on people watching while Lauren and I observed the couple that I was practically a participant on their date I was standing so close to them. We think this might have been a mistress situation. The man was a lot older and the girl was alot younger and you could just feel the nastiness and fakeness of the both of them seeping through their conversation and caressing. So we look back down at Mark, Shelly and Richard and low and behold Richard has a counterpart. We'll call her Susan. And Richard is lighting Susan's cigar. SICK. He was lighting it in such a way that he was attempting to make a sleezy move but was holding back 100% of his sleeziness. I guess that changed because moments later Richard had moved in on Susan and had gone for the leg crossed and the arm around her. That didnt last long because within minutes Richard was back to his original position in his own chair with legs wide spread.

We finally got a table and devoured the amazing deserts that Reata had to offer us. Bed time comes early for us and we retired from Sundance Square about 11:30 or Midnight...but not before the Prom afterparty started at City Streets. We had to swim our way through literally two bus loads of prom goers to get to our cars. We did not drown in the swarm of 18 year olds, had a very confusing conversation about directions and made it to Kaylie's house to get some rest.