My Happy Thursday

The Sugar Bar is so my happy place. I was a bit annoyed because my friend Renee from the shelter invited a friend that had no money to come join us. I didn't realize that when I asked her to come with me that she couldn't pay the door cover. She kept saying "I ain't got no money " but I insisted that Renee come anyway.  I forgot that I'm the only one getting in free of a cover charge. I also missed her intention when she asked me if it was ok that she invite Denise. I won't be making that misunderstanding again. Let me back up to how my day started. I didn't see Renee until 10pm.
  It was lightly snowing yesterday morning as I walked the two blocks up the street to the library.  In order to finish up my paperwork to get into AMDA I had to print out some papers and fax in. I was feeling really good because I was taking it slow because I was committed to going out that night. From the library I walked two more blocks to the cleaners to pick up some of my items. (Danny wasn't there thank goodness) I got back to my room and ran into Sonya the landlord. She wanted me to get a box for her when it came. I had no problem with that.  A while after she left (maybe 30 minutes)  it gets colder upstairs.  I could feel the cold creeping through my arms to my fingertips.  I immediately text Sonya that the temperature was dropping and her reply was "it's on a timer". That seems to be what she does when she leaves the house.  He drops the temperature down so the heat not come on unless it's below freezing in the house and turns it back up when you come home. But her excuse is its on a timer whenever one of us mentions the temperature is uncomfortable upstairs. She keeps trying to make it seem like I have an issue because I'm from the south but the other roommate feel the same cold that I do. I'm just the only one that is very vocal about it. I got fed up with being cold and refused to stay under the covers for the rest of the evening so I got up and left. Googled target and found one, three buses away.
  School had let out by then and there were children everywhere. The bus was packed and loud. Sonya called me to see if her package has arrived. I told her it was too cold for me to sit in the house so I left. She was clearly irritated and hung up on me pretending like she couldn't hear me. That is the last phone call I will ever take from her. She has been so rude and dismissive that I can no longer be polite so for the next two months I will avoid her to keep from cussing her out. It's a shame that I was so excited to see a simple Target store but I was! I found a space heater and a onesie with feet! Triumphant! So how did I manage to get lost on my way back home but still having the exact same buses that I used to get there? It only took me 40 minutes to get to target but an hour and a half to find my way home. I was cold I had gotten rained on and could have easily decided to stay in but I refuse to miss another night at the Sugar Bar.
Alex was the first face I saw when I walked in. I hope met Renee and her friend at the train station so after we paid to get in you went upstairs and got the only table that was not reserved. It was packed in there already and it was only 10 o'clock. The upstairs bar was full of people and despite having to pay for others I still had a little money to eat. I realize that at that point I hadn't eaten since breakfast.  I ordered the wings because they looked so good on other people's plates. One plain and one BBQ. there were so many talented people singing that night. I met a guy from Mexico who was a contestant in the Mexican idol. He was so cute! He had this really sweet face and an Elvis look. There was all kinds of laughter and good energy around sugar bar all night. It was finally my turn to sing towards the end of the first half of the set. I decided to seeing the song from Dreamgirls "and I'm telling you". The piano player didn't know it so Mrs. Simpson had to play it for me. That part alone made my night. I felt so special even though she play song for everybody. I just never had the privilege for the honor so for me it is the bees knees!
I've never been nervous or scared to sing that song before but for some reason I was a little jittery. I completely skipped the bridge and told the band and take it all home. When I finish the song the entire place went wild with cheers! It feels so validating to be appreciated and to be seen so many people. Especially to be seen by people I admire and respect. Before the night was over I was approached by a booking agent. That has never happened before and I could really use the work so I look forward to talking to him later. Before the night was over I did get to see George Faison again and Mrs.Kathy. To my surprise they both invited me to parties before the year is out. Looks like I won't have a sad lonely holiday after all.