FBR Open 2009

This is THE biggest winter event in the Phoenix-Scottsdale area and it is something people look forward to for months before it happens.
It is a small international golf tournament held in North Scottsdale, under a usually gorgeous weather and with tons of people taking part to the kermesse.
I have always been interested in attending but never had the chance to go, until this year my golf friend Stefanie invited me and Michelle to join her and her girlfriends for a crazy Saturday out in the sun...why not? In Italy is snowing like crazy and it's freezing, what's worng with enjoying nice 25 degrees Celsius at the end of January?
So the morning starts at 8.30am , trying to convince the girls that I did not need to dress up to see a golf event and finally giving up and taking their suggestion to wear trendy jeans and high heels....Armani Exchange greyish super tight jeans, Nolita orange tank top and my super Italian black butterfied sandals are the outfit I decided to wear for this girls day out...and of course my red hair staright, for a change, since I got the order not to straighten it to go to Milan...yes Sir!I decided to have it straight for this crazy weekend out...and I am loving it because it is so not the usual me that I can play around and be a bit crazier than usual....is it really possible?!?
So we get to the event around noon, after way too many lines and way to many restrictions (small tiny purse, no cell phones etc...) but the reward of being outside in this unbelievably great weather is enough...of course we start drinking like there is no tomorrow, and soon enough we are laughing and people watching, making fun of the ultimate Scottsdale crowd, made of pure plastic ("Will it melt in the sun?" is my question) and easily recognizable for the general lack of brain, well depicted by Michelle's sentence:"I feel like I am losing my brain cells just by standing next to these people")....the girls can work up their magic and let us in the prive' where we can sit, eat and drink for free, and still enjoy the scenes of girls and guys playing the same old game of seduction, which is very funny if played by drunk characters....
Anyway it is 6pm and we are starving, the slim over cooked hot dog and the Cold Cream ice cream were not enough for the amount of drinks we had and we cheerishly walk to the parking lot, going to Spinato's Pizza for a real fat and filling meal...
While eating we are talking about this fun yet crazy day out together, and I shut my brain to the others a bit while I start thinking how happy content satisfied and especially proud of myself I am in moments like this one....I came here not knowing anyone, and since I have been here I have already started the socializing process from ground zero 3 times, and I have always made it work perfectly and nicely...all by myself, all because of who I am and what I want and what i decide to due and pursue, all because I try not to give up unless I am really forced to, all because if I am stuck on doing or getting something I am not happy until I actually get it, or until I drop it because I realize I don't care anymore, the efforts is too big for what the thing is worth...so I made new friends from zero when I moved in 2004, when Stefano and I broke up in 2007, when the Tbirds left in January 2008 and again now, because life goes on and that is its beauty...so the girls are still laughing and chewing and drinking and I smile, because I like who I am and what I am, with all my defects and my irritating behaviors, with all my qualities and my positive bright sides...I smile at myself and at the fact that deep down I know I can achieve almost what I want if I really want it...I am strong stubborn and I can be as committed as it goes...no, I am necessarily thinking about that particular person who appears and disappears Houdini style, but now that i think about it, his latest disappearance has been kind of blurred by the sun, the magical atmosphere, the company and the drinks at the FBR, together with the words of Michells's dad while walking to my car, words that are stuck in my head and that move me a lot and make me smile at the same time....and yes, he will get in touch with me, Houdini style...
Good night golfers and not...mlxx...