Meg and I have compiled a list of things to do while she is here in Texas. It’s a nice sized list as she’s only here once every other year and we’ve never actually made a list of things to do before. Thought I’d go through the numbers we’ve checked out so far.
Belly button piercing for Christina.– Okay so this wasn’t officially on the list. But I wanted to get my belly-button pierced. I’ve done this once before when I was in Maryland with Meg, but I didn’t take care of it and it closed up. My first experience was kind of traumatizing. The lady I let pierce me was in training so they only charged me five dollars. This is what I’ll do to save a buck. She clamps my stomach down with some painful objects because she isn’t experienced enough to try free-hand. She stops in the middle of piercing me when I make a sound to ask me if I’m okay. She then has to start up AGAIN as her boyfriend/trainer is yelling at her. I found out two days ago she never even pierced it all the way through. I guess that’s what I get for being a cheap-ass. This time didn’t start off too much better. I found a place that did 15 dollar piercings on Sunday, the same day Meg got here. We picked her up from the airport, ate some food, and headed our happy butts to the tattoo shop. As neither of us have any sense of direction whatsoever, we ended up at TWO different tattoo shops before finding the right one. Both warned us against the place we were going to, and were talking some pretty serious shit on any shop that offered such cheap piercings. But have any of you ever known me to listen to anyone? I decided they were just jealous that $15 dollar place was getting more business, and this whole shit-talk nonsense made me even more determined to find it. Glad I did! The people were friendly, The service was fast and nearly painless, and I got these cool swabs with medicine in them to doctor my belly with. This goes to enforce my stubborn will where I do what I want and don’t listen to anybody’s advice. Probably a bad thing. I’ll let you know if I have to get my belly-button chopped off anytime soon.
Alrighty. Onto the actual list.
-Eat at four different, interesting place. Thus far we’ve done sushi, cupcakes,and two different trailer food joints. Austin’s pretty popular for it’s trailer eateries. I’ve never been and I figured this week would be a perfect time to treat both the best friend and myself. I was right. We found one randomly after we finished swimming. Lady who owned the place made some delicious Cajun pies. Have you ever had a Cajun pie?Meggie and I hadn’t. Basically, It’s fried and stuffed with goodness. You pick your fillings (I choose meat and Meg choose the Humble Pie, full of veggies. Veggies are only good fried. In my humble opinion. Get it? Humble Pie? Humble opinion? You’re not laughing are you? Whatever.) Delicious. But they were fairly small and the lady (who was authentically very Cajun) pointed us to a bigger trailer park filled with food. Meg and I honestly get lost every single place we go, but we stumbled upon Holy Cacao eventually. We ended up trying our first 1.cake balls and 2. cold hot chocolate. Um. Orgasmic. If you’re in Austin, definitely try out a trailer eatery….and I’m recommending Holy Cacao for sure. Their motto? “Chocolate is good for you.” I dunno about all that, but chocolate cake balls are damn good.Also good? Cupcakes. ‘Hey Cupcake’ was also an old trailer and now has moved to a building. We split two cupcakes; Carrot Cake and Red Velvet. Yum. But uh… They didn’t carry knives so we used stir sticks. We made a mess.
Barton Springs is a neat little place. I’ve never been before but have heard lots about it. It’s a natural spring that’s been turned into a giant swimming pool for the world. The first thing that surprised me was how chilly the water was. But after the initial shock it became refreshing and relaxing. I tried many times to flip/dive off of the diving board but managed only a half-flip and some very painful flops. Meg told me that the crowd was even “oooh” and “ahhh”-ing in pain with me at times, when the flops sounded especially painful. I’m maybe a little too persistent? I never did a real flip. I’m like the little engine that could. Except I couldn’t.
You may say not worthy for a to-do list? You would be wrong. Meg and I have never been remotely intoxicated around the other. Meg and I have been best friends 9 years. This was a must. Meggie’s mom gave us a great recipe for cosmo’s and we made it…with cheaper vodka. It was still tasty. And went down perhaps a little too smooth. The following picture (aka the least sexiest sexy picture ever to exist) is proof of maybe a few too many…
And now….(drum-roll please) –Make a Music Video. This has been my dream since I was 14. When these dreams should exist. It just never died. So the best friend and I, tipsy as we were,regressed back to our young teenage days…and made a music video. And it was some fun shit. My true self,apparently a 12 year old lip-syncher, is now revealed. I may be married. Own a house. Pay bills. But there is an immature girl just waiting to be unleashed that my best friend never has a problem finding.
PS: The dancing is awkward, the music is not in sync with our lips, and my best friend plays both a snob and a dude in this video. If you get confused.
Best friends and our adventures to be continued. The week is not even halfway over,folks! More things to check off, places to go,directions to not follow right, talents to fail miserably at…etc,etc.