Fort Worth Opera Gala

Dear Russians,

First, I apologize for sucking with keeping you up with my life. Second I will catch you up with my life.

So last weekend I drove to the DFW area for the Fort Worth Opera Gala. It's this ritzy dinner/dancing/dress up/drinking affair where you also spend all of your money on auctions in order to support the opera. So clearly this whole thing is right up my alley. I drove to Dallas after work and immediately it starts to monsoon during rush hour, so needless to say it took me a really long time to get out of Houston. I drove a few hours and stopped at this wonderful rest stop known as Buc-ees.

Let me tell you about Buc-ees. It is the shit. It's a giant gas station/convenience store that has everything you've ever wanted. Fresh sandwiches, homemade candies, any snack you could think of, Dr. Pepper slushies, no wait in line, Bucees t shirts, and the absolute best thing? THE CLEANEST BATHROOMS YOU WILL EVER SEE IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE! There are purell stations in every stall, and an attendant in the bathroom to clean everytime someone uses it. So amazing. If one more Oklahoman tells me that Quik Trip is better, I will kill you. I've seen their bathrooms and they are disgusting. Don't ever tell me Quik Trip is better, because you don't even know.

So after this wonderful trip, I end up in much cooler thank God Dallas with one of my college friends, Erin who recently moved from St. Louis into her cute new apartment, and fancy new job. It was so good to see her, and so glad she's living somewhat close to me again. So we just hung around her place and caught up on eachother's lives when my other college friend, Erika drove down with some vino in her hand (that girl knows my soul). So we were all laughing, chatting, and reminiscing, when Erika said she had to go since she lives kind of far, and she had work the next morning, so she left and Erin and I passed out. The next morning we woke up and decided that we needed a Starbucks run, then left because she was leaving for New York the next day and I had to get all pretty for that night.

So I had a noon hair appointment with Ulta by Park Lane. And my stupid Garmin takes me the opposite way by Love Field. So I had to reschedule for 2pm and decide to go over there and do some shopping. I got lots of cute things at Old Navy (they got some good stuff ya'll! Not to mention they have BSB, sexy Kevin included, singing in their commercial!) Then I was in need of some Nike shorts so I went and got those too. Then by that time, it was 2 pm so I went to get my hair did! I was a little concerned. My stylist was good but she wasn't confident in her ability, which you never want to experience when you're getting your hair done. I was stressed out. I wanted a French Twist and she was flat out, "I don't know how to do that," so I just told her to do whatever updo she could do. I think she was a bit awkward in general, I'm sure she was recently hired. It ended up looking decent (a little flat), but it was fine. Plus I got a discount which was awesome. So after that I drove straight to Fort Worth towards the Omni Hotel, which was super nice. I went up to our room got dolled up, and Kelly, Jamie, and Kristina arrived later. We all went to the ballroom where we were given our assignments. Jamie and Kelly were in charge of pinning corsages and Kristina and I were in charge of the wine pull, since we had no idea how to pin corsages (we made our moms pin our dates in high school...) I was somewhat thankful I didn't have to do that job since drunk older men telling me I could do whatever I wanted to them didn't sound too appealing. Selling wine is a much better forte for me.

I had such a fun time. We were very busy with the wine, and I just love people watching, so it was perfect. I would love to work for the arts in planning functions and galas for fundraising purposes, so it was fun to see all of them work together, and to work with them as well. It was great insight. After the gala, we were all so tired and extremely hungry so we decided to order some pizza. We called Papa John's but the lady picked up and screamed, "THANK YOU FOR CALLING PAPA JOHNS, WE'RE CLOSED!" Then hung up. So we called Domino's and ate some bomb cheesy bread. So good and it was just what we needed.

The next morning we got breakfast and I got ready to leave to see my big, Leslie. Again my Garmin decided to take me to DFW airport, not her house, but luckily she lived somewhat close by. I got to meet her man, her sweet new cat, and her cute apartment. It was nice to see her. Then after that, I made the treck back to Houston...in the rain.