T-Town Lovefest

Dear Tulsans:

I know I’m here all the time and I never go away, and you may not have noticed yet that I actually live in Missouri, but… I’M MOVING BACK!!! I love you, and I love Tulsa. I love the fact that it feels like a big city and a small town, I love Cain’s, I love the parks, I love the nightlife (I’ve got to boogie, on the disco ‘round…. via Alicia Bridges). I love how Tulsans manage to have a palatable amount of pride in their city – a nice middle ground between apathy and Texan pride. I didn’t realize it until I left, but I really do love it here!

In other exciting news, I’ve enrolled in a CNA program and, barring my failure of the exam, will be licensed and looking for a job by May 1^st. Woohoo! Then I’ll clean up poop and vomit to pay my way through nursing school. And I’ll be happy and fulfilled and my life will be perfect. ;)

That concludes the big announcement portion of today’s post. We shall now transition to highlights of the past few days.

Friday

I went to Marissa’s science fair. She’s so… intelligent, sweet, compassionate, serious, sensitive, innocent… She reminds me so much of myself at that age, bless her little heart. It’s gonna be a tough road, kid, but you’re going to make it. And you’re going to be great.

I rolled into Tulsa around 8:45, got settled in, and headed to the beloved Club Majestic. If there is one thing I am always in the mood for, it’s dancing. I did a lot of dancing. And learned of a confusing and annoying phenomenon, which will be discussed later.

Saturday

Tulsa Heart Walk. A big group of us walked in memory of Marcus. The weather was perfect and there were so many people there! I found myself talking incessantly, though, about a bunch of shit that didn’t matter. Because I was looking around at signs about people who survived heart disease, and red hats signifying the same thing, and it was too hard. Because he died instead of all these people who’d already had a chance to get married and have a family, and witness the births of their grandchildren, and get old and grumpy and tired and ready to leave this world. But then I got back to the house and sat quietly on the porch for, and I realized that I will never be able to accept the injustice of it all, but I can choose to think more positively. Marcus –perhaps even more in death – challenges those who knew him to be better people. We have suffered a terrible loss, but we have chosen to suffer it together. We will be here for each other, and we will push each other to live up to the relentlessly optimistic expectations he had for all of us. 

After a shower, a nap, and a trip to Electric Eye to set an appointment for a very special piece of artwork, I headed to my friend Deepa’s house for homemade Indian food, wine, and Just Dance-ing. The food was incredible! Thanks, friend. Let’s do it again soon!

Sunday

The weather was perfect again, so I decided to take a walk. About 10 minutes into said walk, I realized the weather wasn’t quite perfect, it was really freaking hot. Thankfully, there’s always a breeze around here so the heat didn’t exhaust, stroke, and collapse me on the sidewalk... The whole point of the walk was Tacos Fiesta Mexiacana and it was closed when I got there. Estaba muy triste. :( But I took a picture, because it looks fun even when it’s closed. Then I saw pro-pot stickers plastered all over the place and it made me smile. So I snapped a photo of one of those, too.

The rest of the day was pretty lazy, but I did go out for karaoke that night. Which brings us back around to the aforementioned phenomenon. Why do straight girls hit on gay girls? Friday, my friend and I were asked – nay, begged – to kiss this married woman. Two more straight girls asked me to kiss them that night. Then Sunday, this girl was flirting relentlessly. Why?! So they have a story to tell? Maybe they’re flirting because they think I’ll buy them drinks? Are they just stroking their egos, assuring themselves that if they wanted a girl they could get one? I don’t know. I blame Katy Perry. But whatever the reason, it’s annoying. And it’s offensive. A few contrary-to-popular-belief facts about lesbians: we don’t find every girl attractive, we don’t think getting a straight girl to “go gay” is hot, and we don’t all taste like cherry Chapstick. If you’re a straight girl who wants to kiss a girl, you should kiss another straight girl. Spread the word. Be careful, though… girl lips are really soft and you’ll probably like it.

Monday

Enrolled in CNA program, worked on some things, took a nap. Then went to Senor Tequila’s for dinner, where my friends and I struck up a friendly rivalry with a couple of guys in the bar over the Butler/UConn game, and got a free GIANT margarita because somebody sent it back. Good times. J And I didn’t go to the Lady Gaga concert, but mi amiga Roxy and I went to the after-party at Majestic and danced the night away! So much fun!

Tuesday & Wednesday

Woke up smiling, excited about where my life is headed over the next couple of years. :)

Sweet Thang of the Day: My aunt had her baby last Tuesday! Congratulations to Brandon, Angie, and sweet baby Kendall Elizabeth. Obligatory cute baby pictures: