Polar Opposite: A Great Weekend With Some Cool Surprises

Ok so yes my last weekend wasn't the greatest. It seemed that the fun karma had become depleted in my life. In reality, I was having a lot of fun this summer, so I couldn't expect to have an awesome weekend every week, now could I. So enough pouting for me, time to quit being a baby.

Onto this weekend. Complete 180 from last week. It was crazy, busy, exciting, fun, and super involved. Let's take a closer look shall we (I'm such a nerd, this I know).

Friday: Work went by so quick. There wasn't anybody there, and of all the nothing I had to do, I got it all done. It was the first day that I really didn't care about having nothing going on because it went by so quickly. But after work, what time is it? Hockey time. Now this is how good my weekend was going, let me elaborate. So we only had 6 guys there to play hockey. For some reason no one was showing up. Well of course we knew that they'd cancel it and I'd be out of a good release once again. But the guy who had to stay and zamboni the ice agreed to let us play. Oh that was so awesome. We then played 3 on 3 for the next hour plus. I was super beat by the end of it all. Now once that was finished, I had to get home, hydrate, and get over to the soccer facility for a late night make up game. I was actually really out of it the whole time, for one thing, and then being in a boarded up field that looks similar to a hockey arena, made me think that I would just poke check the ball away with my stick (which didn't exist) while on defense, or just check the guy into the boards to stop him. Whoops. I got beat once or twice in the beginning and also got a foul or two called on me. All that said I did manage to score my first goal of the season. Now that's saying a lot for me because I never play up. Since nobody else on the team really gets back on defense, I decided to play sweeper, I'm the last man back. So I had an opportunity in which there was a good opening, I passed it up, he took a shot on goal, I got the rebound, and drilled it in. So it was a good night. Indoor soccer definitely is a completely different game from outdoor, which is why I am not too fond of it, but it is still fun to get out and run.

So on to Saturday. I took it easy and just did laundry during the day and waited for my night plans. So remember last week I happened to complain about a certain brunette that stood me up? Well I did get a hold of her, we planned a date for Saturday, and I totally stood her up. Oh man revenge is so nice. I mean I told her what restaurant to meet at, called her saying that I was a little late and to see if she was there already, and then once I confirmed she was there, I called the restaurant and had the hostess tell her that I couldn't make it because I was out with my girlfriend. Oh my gosh how good is that!!!! Payback.

I know, I know.... I really know how to give it to someone. And right now as you're reading this thinking about how much of a jerk I was, how insensitive and immature I acted, wanting to punch me in the face feeling sorry for that poor woman, you're now going to have that feeling of being dooped by Alex once again.

Of course I didn't do that to her. Are you serious? I did go out with the "MaGirl" and we had a good time. She truly was sick the other day and didn't feel good enough to call. So now that I feel like an idiot for thinking that she stood me let's get on to the date. So after having to stop off at her sister's for a bit we headed back up to Salt Lake for dinner. It was an alright dinner for food, but it was really good for getting to know her. We seemed to talk a lot about work, personal goals, priorities (oh yeah, you know I said skiing), and just whatever else came up. She's really a sweet person. She's mature, my age (thank goodness), brunette (of course, you know me) a dancer (way fun), intelligent, and beautiful, especially her smile. It was just really easy for me to get along with her.

After dinner we met up with my buddy Mike, his girlfriend, and her friends to go out dancing. That of course was way fun, especially when you're with a good dancer. So after all the club fun was said and done, I got "MaGirl" back to her place around 3:15 am or so. I was not about to drive all the way back up to Ogden. I called Mike and met up with him to crash, but I never got tired now that I wasn't driving, so I stayed up and finally headed home to Ogden at 6 am. Now that sucked.

Since it's already Sunday let's talk about that. Yeah so church was hard. I was so beat. The new Bishopric spoke and yeah. Well the big surprise is finally getting to hang out with a good childhood buddy from Wisconsin. Ben Leonhardt moved out to Layton the other week, and we planned on hanging out Sunday night. It's good to see him. Man he still looks the same. Why couldn't I still have the same hairline? Why do I have to have the family hairline? Anyway, we chatted about everything: school, work, finding jobs, girls (and the ridiculous drama that is contained within their DNA), crappy student loan payments, skiing, possibly rooming together in Salt Lake City, and life. Way fun time. I'm so glad that he is out here. He's a good buddy to have around. I hope that he finds a job quickly.

To an absolutely fun, invigorating, and exhausting weekend: Adieu.

Disappointing Weekend

Do you ever get one of those disappointing weekends? You know, one which starts out having a lot of plans, activities, hopes, and expectations, that eventually turns into blah. That's what happened over the past three days.

Let's start out on Friday. I went up to Idaho to meet up with a group of people. The plan was to stay up on the Snake river and just mess around for a couple of nights. Because of work, I didn't go up till Friday morning. So this brings us to the first part of the disappointment. I didn't know until I was halfway to the meeting spot that it was 150 miles away. Good thing that I just happened to dump $60 in my tank, and that I would be using 3/4 of it for the round trip over 24 hours. So I get to our place, see that everyone is out on the river, and decide to put up my tent. Well at least I got a good nap once that was done. The next disappointment came as I noticed some people that were supposed to be there had bailed. Okay so really that's not too big of a disappointment, but it added to being there with some people I really didn't care for. There happened to be more than a hand full of people I didn't care for: they just weren't my type of people.

So Saturday morning rolls around and I am pretty quick to pack up camp and head home. The whole drive home I am thinking about what I am going to do before hockey. Oh yes beloved hockey: beautiful, powerful, aggressive, energy consuming hockey. I get there a little late, about 8:00 for an 8:15 start time, and right when I get there, this stupid, selfish, disjointed waste of space, decides to call the ice time, stating that there wasn't the minimum amount of people required to be there. Apparently her Utah public school education hasn't allowed her the faculty to count to 10! If she would have bothered to raise one of her fingers for every person that was there and signed up, she would have quickly realized that she didn't have enough digits to account for every individual present. And she wouldn't even reason with us! So this really starts the aggression and aggravation within me. This was supposed to be the culmination of my weekend, and now it's gone. And to think I planned a date for Sunday night because hockey just happens to come first. Now don't I feel stupid that I didn't plan that date for Saturday night.

On to Sunday and the date. So I planned to meet up with this attractive 27 year old brunette, we'll call her the "MaGirl, down in Salt Lake City at 5:30. I meet her the previous Saturday while down in SLC enjoying the Outdoor Retailer Show and festivities. I had chatted with her a couple of times during the week and we decided to make plans for the weekend. Well about 3:30 I received a text:

"Hey you! I am so sorry I am going to have to postpone dinner. I have not been feeling well all day. I hoped to be better by now, but I am not. I am so sorry."

Well that's just great now isn't it! So I don't even get the decency of a phone call? Just splendid. Granted, she could actually be under the weather and out of it, hence no phone call, but I'm going to go with my first impression on this one. I didn't reply to the text message and shortly received another from her seeing if I had got the first one. That's when the "did I really expect anything to go as planned this weekend" thought came into mind. I'll be extremely surprised if she gets back to me on the dinner raincheck. On the bright side, it did save me from a drive down to Salt Lake City.

Here's to a beautifully disappointing weekend: Adieu.