So this was quite the unusual weekend for us. I'll try to just give you the main points.
On Friday we headed to Shreveport for the golf tourney Barker plays in most years. We arrived on Friday at the Everson's house only to find a film crew. Everson was elected to the city council and seems to know everyone in town. But even before that you never knew who you would meet when you were out with him. However a film crew was definitely new.
So we just walk on into their house like we own the place. Since there are probably 20 people on the porch and in various rooms on the ground floor, knocking on the door wouldn't have done much good. We still have no idea what the film crew is for. And then we see the host of Cheaters and Barker is like "Uh oh. I think that's the guy from Cheaters. This can't be good." But we just made our way upstairs to find the Everson's and the pugs. Turns out the film crew is there using his house to film an episode of a reality-parody show. Kinda like how Reno 911 makes fun of Cops. This show makes fun of all the new 'Ghost Busters' type shows that seem to be on every cable channel these days. Anyway- all of the crew and cast members were super nice and made a good choice when they selected the Everson's house because it's 100 years old and beyond amazing.
That night we go to dinner at Superior's Steakhouse and eat until we can't even look at food, then we retire to the patio. After a while I see this guy walking through the parking lot alone, towards the doors. He looks familiar to me and he's looking right at me, too. So I just keep on staring, trying to figure out where I know him from. I don't know many people in Shreveport and Barker and his friend don't seem to recognize him. Then as he walks into the restaurant it dawns on me. I think to myself, 'Oh! I got it! He looks like that guy from one of my favorite movies, Dear Frankie. And all those chick flicks like P.S. I Love You and The Naked Truth. Gerard Butler. Only if Gerard Butler forgot how to shave and wash his nasty hair.' So I don't mention it to anyone else and we go on about chatting since we're the only people on the patio other than one guy off in the corner. Then some 45 year old cougar stumbles out on the porch and asks Barker for a cigarette. He obviously doesn't have one but someone else does. She says thanks and then asks 'Do ya'll know Gerard Butler and Jessica Biel are inside?' I just laughed. They're in town filming some soccer mom movie. It's amazing what airbrushing, lip implants, good lighting and body doubles can do for an actor. I had thought the guy walking in looked a bit like Gerard Butler after a week of being stranded in the desert but not a one of us had recognized Jessica Biel! She looked hardly anything like the woman you see in pictures from the Oscars and in the crappy movies she somehow manages to land. All the guys just turned and looked at her and weren't sure it was really her. We just couldn't get over how completely plain she was. Nothing worth turning your head to look at. Those make up and hair people, clothing stylists, and airbrushers earn their paychecks.
Then next morning we went to Wine Country for brunch, then Barker went to play golf and us girls decided to soak up some sun by the Everson's pool. It was a gorgeous day and the heater had warmed the pool to just the right temp!
That night when the boys finished with golf we headed over to the Sig house for a crawfish boil. By this point I'm sure you've noticed I didn't take any pictures. The older we get the more I realize I had better just leave the camera at home the one time a year Barker and his friends decide to act as if they're still in college. So we ate our weight in crawfish and then some people may or may not have played beer pong. Some others may or may not have jumped off the roof of the Sig house. But at least they wore sunblock on the course. That shows how they've matured, right?
I then drove them to a casino. Soon after that I drove them back from the casino and Barker was up over a hundred dollars. He was in fact the only one that was up any money, hence the quick trip.
Sunday we hit up Superior Grille for lunch and got on the road. Barker had a soccer game but we stopped by the Schaffler's first to drop something off and visit with baby Quin. Audrey chowed down on a banana and anything else Will gave her while the rest of us took turns holding Quin's cute, chunky self. Then we let Audrey stretch her legs on the playground by the soccer fields since she'd been in a car for a couple of hours. We had a car picnic (since it was windy) during the game and watched Barker score 2 goals.
It was an awesome weekend full of great friends (Barker really is blessed in that department) and lots of food....probably too much food. It was the first time I REALLY didn't want to get up for my 4:45am boot camp class. But I made it, worked hard, and was back asleep by 6:15! Whew!
