Damn it feels good to be a gangsta (part 2)

 Today is the Kacey Musgraves concert! I can't wait. I've been a fan of hers since I was about 10 or 11 and she used to tour around Texas in her mom's station wagon. To think that that she's actually gotten so big that we flew out to see her in an entirely different state is pretty incredible. It's an awesome anniversary present for sure!  We spent the morning on the beach again and sadly Bubs didn't get to fall in love with any more cute young Navy guys so he's kind of moping around the condo saying things like "is it too soon to text him? Will that make me seem desperate? Why hasn't he texted me?" Sorry, Bubs, the life a young pretty thing like you is hard. All I can say is that, if he wanted to, he would. 

Yesterday I got a really nice update about my brother and the babysitter. As cute as they were together, I've been sort of questioning myself because my brother has not always been the nicest of guys when it comes to girls and women. He's 8 years younger than me so I was out of the house for a lot of his antics but my mom used to say that he could talk Mother Superior out of her Habits. For all I know, he probably has. Evie was such a sweet girl and had a pretty devastating breakup and really bad luck with guys since so it kind of got me questioning did I basically set up a perfect storm to allow Mr. Charming to ignite her flame only to hurt her in the long run? So that's been at the back of mind since before my little meltdown at the restaurant on Saturday. Evie and Brian took the kids tubing on Saturday and I knew that he had made plans for the four of them to have a "sleepover" at his apartment that night. The kids are nominally staying with my mom and older sister while we are out of town and before I had a chance to get involved, they had both said yes the kids could stay over with him at his apartment. That made me more than a little nervous because I had images of my kids staring at Ipads while Brian was successfully charming Evie out of her drawers behind a closed door. We were able to Facetime them on Sunday and the kids were so excited because Brian had set tents up in his little living room so they could have a "campout" with Evie and my daughter in one tent and Brian and my son in the other. It might be the coolest uncle thing/ 3rd date thing I've ever heard of.

On Monday morning  I was just out of the shower and Bubs was on the phone. I asked him who he was talking to and gave me the "shush" sign. I was like ok dude, if our vacation is about to be ruined because of your job, please let me know so I grabbed his hand and twisted it over to see it was Brian. Bubs whispered "leave me alone you brat, he's asking questions about Evie." I was like "Evie?!!!!? Give me the phone!!!" He told me that Brian was asking for his advice and I needed to calm down, he'd let me talk in a second. I sat there, naked as a jaybird, at the edge of the bed for a good five minutes and all Bubs was saying was "yeah," "that's cool,"  "I get it man" and "sweet." I told him it that didn't sound like advice, just stupid man talk. Bubs said I was being a pain in the ass, go walk on the beach so he could talk in peace. I told him I wanted to talk to my brother and he said into the mouthpiece "yes, it's your nosy sister."

That was it, fight was on, I jumped on him and tried to wrestle the phone out of his hand. I'm always amazed out how much stronger he is than me--and frankly I love it. Bubs was still on the phone and I was trying to tickle the phone away from him, put him in a head lock, rub my boobs in his face, basically anything I could think of. Basically with one arm he was able to keep me away and continue the conversation. I knew I only had one shot left so I grabbed my dear husband by his balls and poked my fingers at his butt. That caused him to drop the phone down on the bed and call me a psycho. I grabbed the phone and  Brian said it sounded like we were killing each other and I said it was a typical Monday.  

After the big wrestling match I was able to talk to my brother and it turns out that he is a little smitten kitten over the 21 year old yoga teacher who looks like a supermodel (I don't blame him). He said they've basically hung out every night since they had dinner at our house and he really, really likes her. He asked me if I'd heard from her and I said I did but it was just pictures of them tubing with the kids so no real info to share. I was pretty blunt and asked him if he'd been "too forward" with her because it seemed like she wasn't into being pressured. He said that she didn't  say it directly, but really hinted that she needed to get to know a guy before she wants to sleep with him. He asked me what he should do about that. I told him that if he really likes her, go at her pace. He said for once in his life he was willing to accept that because she was worth waiting for. I told him I loved his campout idea and it would have charmed me had I been in Evie's shoes. He said that one thing is for certain is that Evie really loves our kids and really likes how good he is with them. I told him that's a great sign because she told me she wanted a family and kids are really important to her. She probably sees him as being a great potential father so keep up the good work. He wanted to make sure I didn't think I was using our kids to allow him to impress Ms. Perfect.  I told him that as long as it a nice girl like her, I think it's a great idea because they really do love hanging out with him and it shows how nice he can be.  He thanked me for setting them up and said he had to go to class and would talk to us later. 

I LOVED rubbing it in Bubs face that his best friend talked to me for way longer than he talked to him and my advice was so much better than "that's cool man." Bubs response to that was to push me down and hold my hands over my head and...

Apparently the easy going beach life with showers at 9am agree with us. We have had an absolutely amazing time. 

Off to our concert!