{"id":196,"date":"2012-01-11T10:15:59","date_gmt":"2012-01-11T18:15:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kimwetter.com\/?p=196"},"modified":"2012-01-11T10:15:59","modified_gmt":"2012-01-11T18:15:59","slug":"best-weekend-of-2012-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kimwetter.com\/?p=196","title":{"rendered":"Best Weekend of 2012 &#8211; Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_203\" style=\"width: 234px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-41.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-203\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-203\" title=\"photo-4\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-41-224x300.jpg?resize=224%2C300\" alt=\"Heaven\" width=\"224\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-41.jpg?resize=224%2C300&amp;ssl=1 224w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-41.jpg?resize=765%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 765w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-41.jpg?resize=768%2C1028&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-41.jpg?w=968&amp;ssl=1 968w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 224px) 100vw, 224px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-203\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Heaven<\/p><\/div>\n<p>I thought long and hard about whether or not I should share part two of this weekend with the world. I figured I would share this shamelessly with almost anyone who would listen so I suppose it&#8217;s alright here. If you read my blog, you probably like me enough to forgive me for the following&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>My Saturday afternoon was spent on the couch reliving the memories of my <a href=\"http:\/\/kimwetter.com\/2012\/01\/09\/best-weekend-of-2012-part-1\/\">crazy company party night<\/a>. It wasn&#8217;t until 5pm or so that I left to go pick up my car from West Seattle where I had left it. Since my friend Eric was kind enough to drive me all the way out there, I offered to take him to dinner. While doing a quick google search, I came across\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/sushiwhore.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">sushiwhore.com<\/a>. Obviously we had to go.<\/p>\n<p>It was to die for. Seriously, a foodgasm in its truest form (See the photo of Eric). I wasn&#8217;t able to have the creamy scallops due to my Celiac&#8217;s disease so I settled for a crab and scallop sashimi wrapped in prosciutto with an avocado slice on top. Heaven is made of that. I kid you not. Eric and I enjoyed ourselves so much that we made reservations to spend a friendship Valentine&#8217;s Day together. Needless to say, we&#8217;re both actually pumped for February 14th this year.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_199\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-199\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-199\" title=\"photo-5\" src=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51-300x300.jpg?resize=300%2C300\" alt=\"Foodgasm\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg?resize=1024%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg?resize=768%2C768&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg?w=1280&amp;ssl=1 1280w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-51.jpg?w=1120&amp;ssl=1 1120w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-199\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Foodgasm<\/p><\/div>\n<p>The night had started perfectly. We left West Seattle and picked up two of my friends for a night out on Capitol Hill. I&#8217;m not a fan of the main lesbian bar in Seattle but my friends had never been so after a quick prefunk, we were off to the Rose. I decided the tie thing looked awesome on Friday so I switched up a pantsuit for jeans, chucks, the blazer and tie. I know I looked dapper as shit.<\/p>\n<p>I ran into a couple people I knew and my night was off and running (picture included below). So much so that I didn&#8217;t buy myself a single drink while there. But that also meant I got very, very drunk. I was going to go home with one friend but had the cab pull over on the side of Denny so that I could make my way back to the gay bars on the Hill. A poor life choice indeed. Mom, if you&#8217;re reading this, stop here.<\/p>\n<p>I went to R Place in an attempt to do a bit of dancing but things get very hazy. <em>All<\/em> of R Place was hazy. Then, I vividly remember trying to call the friends I was out with <em>after<\/em> R Place had closed to try to cab home with one of them. That was unsuccessful so I made my way to Eric&#8217;s house where our friend Chris had been vomiting up his evening. By the time I arrived, he had just passed out on the futon and was just making fish guppy noises every so often. It was there that a 42 year old cougar woman-handled me into making out with her. Let me be clear: I was trying to hard to run away. I eventually did but not before being made out with as I tried to clench and hide my face. Eric was also attacked by her before and after I left. There goes our dinner epiphany that we hadn&#8217;t made out with the same girl. I promise you all that in the state I was in, I did the best I could to deflect the advances of the cougar, but she was just so scary. I&#8217;ve done a lot of things in my life, but I can honestly say this one was not my fault.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_201\" style=\"width: 235px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-61.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-201\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-201 \" title=\"photo-6\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-61-225x300.jpg?resize=225%2C300\" alt=\"The Original Cougar\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-61.jpg?resize=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1 225w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/photo-61.jpg?w=480&amp;ssl=1 480w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-201\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">^ The Original Cougar<\/p><\/div>\n<p>My awesome cab driver JD picked me up and saved me from that mess. He also tried to give me a free ride home but he&#8217;s done me and my friends way too many favors so I paid him. Plus, he had to hear me laugh hysterically about how I had just tried to run away from a very attractive but aggressive cougar. I owed the man.<\/p>\n<p><em>(I should stop here to mention that wasn&#8217;t the first cougar in my life. In fact, the other one is in the photo from the Wildrose that night. To be fair to her and our situation though, I was definitely pursing her most of the time. She might be older than me but she is hot. She currently has a girlfriend and we spent the entire evening hanging out as friends. I&#8217;m sure she&#8217;d be happy to know she&#8217;s no longer the cougar in my life.\u00a0<em>What can I say? Cougars love me. I think it&#8217;s because they are old and wise enough to recognize I&#8217;m a catch.<\/em>)<\/em><\/p>\n<p>The next morning, I meandered through the many phone calls and text messages of the previous night&#8217;s debauchery. I came across a phone number that I got at 1:55am. I do not remember getting a phone number. On a whim and with a little encouragement from a table full of friends and a brunch mimosa, I texted the random number unsure of what I&#8217;d get.<\/p>\n<p>It did turn out to be a girl. She, also, doesn&#8217;t remember meeting me or my name or what I looked like. So we exchanged names and photos and let me tell you, she is hot. We had a lovely back and forth conversation where I established that she is, indeed, gay and it seemed fairly flirtatious. If I do manage to go on a date with her, I would have had to thank wasted me for probably the first time in my life. I wish I could give wasted me a high five for pulling the number in the first place. I will probably attempt something of the sort the next time I find myself drunk. People will look on as I repeated slap my own hand and possibly pump my fist. If we don&#8217;t end up hanging out, wasted me still gets an honorable mention.<\/p>\n<p>After Sunday brunch, I spent all day at Eric&#8217;s house playing Settlers of Catan with him and Chris, eating bacon and Chinese food, drinking mimosas and watching movies. You know it&#8217;s going to be a good Sunday when Chris says, &#8220;Winner gets the last piece of bacon.&#8221; Then, I upgrade him to: &#8220;Winner gets to give out a shot.&#8221; Then Eric upgrades me to: &#8220;Winner gets to give out a <em>tequila<\/em> shot!&#8221; Obviously everyone was in agreement. Chris won twice and I took two tequila shots. Go figure. And yes, it was a Sunday. We really really had a great weekend together. 2011 kicked my ass but 2012 is light and fun and turning out to be a great year thus far. Let&#8217;s hope this streak continues!\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I thought long and hard about whether or not I should share part two of this weekend with the world. I figured I would share this shamelessly with almost anyone who would listen so I suppose it&#8217;s alright here. 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