Friday, July 15, 2011
6.28 - Cabana Bar
Tank: Old Navy
Necklace: Lia Sophia
My fake tan is all messed up due to working out an sweating. It looks like I have sock lines. Almost makes the tan seem more real. The tan shows up darker in the pictures than it was in real life. Tanning is an art.
I wanted to wear my gray pants, but I put them on and they were too tight. So I wore my gray skirt. I mean the pants would have fit if I didn't have to sit down. But they were uncomfortable sitting. Those pants were pants I owned pre-knee surgery time when I was at my heaviest. (Uh Oh) But back then I was guttier than I am now. And back then I had a nonexistent butt. Just look at that side profile shot. I have quite the butt now. (I'm not saying that's bad. It is different. I think it is a reason pants are tighter now. At least my mom can't tell me my gut is as big as my butt. She told me that once in 2006 when she was looking at a picture of me standing in line waiting to ride the Musik Express at Kennywood.)
After work I was going to dinner at Atria's and the Cabana Bar with an out of town NA-YGN member. He said to get some friends together. I tapped out all my resources and only got 1 friend to go to dinner and a different friend to go to the bar. Everyone was busy and I don't have many friends. We were at the bar until 11:30. I can't believe how old I am. The bar was nice. It had sand. There were different areas and different fire pits. It wasn't crowded. It wasn't loud. I wore sandals to work because I knew about the sand. The last time I was there was 3+ years earlier so I didn't remember much about it besides the sand. I was looking up directions on how to get there and realized it is right up the hill from the one plaza we always go to (Giant Eagle, Yum, Campesino's). Last time I was there all I knew was you turn left at a Sheetz. I think it was a good time. Lots of talking.