There is a wine tasting this weekend that I want to go to. So what's the problem?
Babysitter? Nope, got one of those ready to go.
Too Expensive? Nope. Only $20.
Other Plans? Nope. None. Nada.
The problem is...I don't have anyone to go with!
Loving Husband is out of town, hanging from rock formations by a thin rope that I don't like to think too much about.
My usual drinking buddy A. has number 3 of 10 weddings that night (not hers...other people's, I should add).
My friends K., S. and J. are all pregnant and aren't doing much more than sipping and feeling guilty about it. Another friend K. just isn't a wine drinking and wouldn't have fun. Yet another friend C. is going to the casinos (it's becoming a habit for her...but she always wins).
My friend down the street J., who is single and not pregnant, has turned into a dog-loving recluse that I never hear from anymore.
I haven't heard from my friend-since-college C. since New Year's Eve, so either she's pissed at me or she's pregnant again.
My guy-friend-that-I-do-fun-stuff-with M. is going climbing with Loving Husband.
Maybe I should take Junior as my date...how lame would that be? Sigh.