So Friday I met up with my great friends Scott and Heather. We went to see Star Trek with their cute kid Morgan (a demon disguised as a cute kid, so they tell me). It was a gloriously beautiful day and Scott had gotten off of work early. In all honesty, I was only going to see Star Trek because Scott wanted to see it - but holy crap it was about 5 times better than I could have expected. (Go see it.)

 

Then we got some pizza from Imperial Pizza and hung out over at Scott's sister's Lisa's place. Her kid and Heather's two kids were running around causing chaos as we ate, drank and shot the shit. It was so great to see them all. 

 

Lisa, to me, embodies a WNY woman: will say anything on her mind at any moment, cuss, what have you, not afraid to say or do anything, and I really like that. 

 

It seemed like I was always scurrying around WNY on this trip, maximizing the use of my time, and Friday was no exception: I wanted to hang there longer but had to get back to Ray's for dinner. My niece Michelle was coming over with her kids and I'd be able to get to know her older son Jared. (Also Sister Deb, Megan, Ray and Di  and a couple of little'uns were there.)

 

Di had gotten Beef on Weck (oh lordie, there goes the calorie tracker off the charts) which was great. I had an eye ache and felt like hiding in a corner, but fought it off and started talking with Jared. He's REALLY into wrestling so he ran thru all his heroes/favorites, many of which were mine growing up. We practiced a choke slam several times. ;-) He's a real good kid.

 

Meg and I dropped Ray's car off at the dealership for repairs and chatted about life on the way back. She's a real good person to talk to about stuff.