We are having network difficulties at work, so I decided to use the time to write a short blog. I just bought tickets for Neil and I to fly to Denver, CO for Thanksgiving. I was born in Colorado, but my family left there when I was four and I have not been back since. I have a sister in CO that I am staying with. I didn't find out about her till I was about 22 years old or so. She and I share the same father.
It is weird finding a sibling so late in life. Unfortunately she and I have not had a chance to spend much time together, what with both of us living half way across the country from each other and both of us being extremely busy. We actually met in person once. It's funny, because my other sister (Amanda) and I are very similar. Even though Amanda left the house for good when I was five and we didn't really grow up together, we have always been very close. We look alike, we talk alike, we have similar interest and similar quirks. However, my sister in CO seems very different than me. On the plus side however, Brooklyn (my Colorado sister) is very sweet and overly thoughtful. Sometimes I feel bad that she got stuck with me as a sister. I can't imagine how my sarcasm appears to her. It must be so strange trying to figure me out over short phone calls and online correspondence. Either way I am looking forward to seeing her life, meeting her family and getting to know her a little better. Neil has a friend in Boulder that we are going to visit and I have a few friends and a cousin all in Denver, so it will be a very social visit.
I really wanted to get away for x-mas instead. I was hoping if we went far away we would escape all the Christmas insanity. But I guess Neil's sister is coming in then , so i compromised on Thanksgiving. Although x-mas in Costa Rica sounds divine!!
well folks our system came back up, so it looks like you got a break.
I'll write more soon!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
This sort of freaks me out
I am excited and repelled about this all at the same time....
http://nakedclowncalendar.com/bio.html
Sigh, I might have to buy one just to support Multiple Sclerosis fund raising!!!
What comes up must come down and vice versa
I always seem to write a blog on Fridays. I have no idea why , but that's just always how it seems work out. So it's Friday. I always have mixed emotions of Friday. Part of me is ecstatic. I wait all week long for Friday. I wake up everyday asking Neil " is it Friday yet". I dream of weekend mornings where I can sleep in (although thanks to my annoying cat, that never actually happens.) I plan fun day time activities (which I usual cancel once I realize how hot it is outside.) Basically I treasure my freedom from " the man". However, there is always a weird weekend let-down. Two days is just never enough to really feel free. I am always torn between doing chores and just lying around on the couch and relaxing. I wake up Saturday morning confused. Over whelmed by all the options of how to spend my day. Should I rush out and go to garage sales? Should I saunter outside and try to do yard work before the sun gets to high in the sky? Just too many options.
Today though I am determined to stay positive and enjoy my day. The weather is finally turning nice. I have a hot date with my sexy boyfriend tonight (ohh yeah!) Tomorrow I am going to try and wake up early and drag Neil canoeing. Then I get a Saturday night all to myself since Neil is going to a concert with his friends. Okay so I am not all THAT excited about a night to myself since I have become semi co-dependent on my intoxicating boyfriend. But some time apart , so that he can hang out with his friends without his obnoxious girlfriend in tow, sounds healthy. Plus I am going try and take advantage of the situation and travel across the bridge to the burg and see my St. Pete peeps. And then Sunday, ah Sunday.. I have absolutely no plans. I love days with no plans.
I know I have promised a political blog for a while. But every time I start it, I realize that it it will take me months and months to actually be able to express my frustration and complete horror with politics today. I guess I could start blogging about it in small pieces, however I am just so afraid that once I start to unleash the demon of rage inside me that there will be no turning back. I already find myself attacking people who have the audacity to admit to me that they are voting for McCain. I have already argued with every right-wing political moron in my office. Refusing to back down even the slightest. I have plotted my escape out west, hoping that there may be some like minded individual out there who are not blinded by some out dated faith based bullshit. See, I am already losing my grip.
It has been in such a numb coma for the past eight years. So appalled at everything that has happened. So confused. I just can't wrap my mind around how blind people can be. I can't understand how the American people could have allowed the patriot act to counter act the constitution. How we just sat by calmly as we were forced into electronic voting machines ( with no paper trail) in the two biggest swing states. How we just willing gave up so many rights that thousands of people died for in the name of " protecting America against evil". The past eight years have been nothing but lies, manipulation, scare tactics and complete BULLSHIT spat at us by a moron. A monkey. A complete idiot, and we the people just followed him blindly into the lion's den.
I know this sounds extreme, but I am so tired of being calm. I am so tired of being reasonable and presenting hard core facts to angry republicans who retort with anger and personal insults. I am tired of trying to use reason and present an intelligent case. It hasn't gotten me anywhere. I've peacefully protested, I tried gathered hard evidence, i written blog after blog in order to try and wake up the sleeping masses, but all people care about is who got voted off dancing with the stars or what was on sale at Walmart.
Of course now people want care. Now that it is affecting their precious money. Now that they are losing their safe little homes and paying for their bad decisions. Money seems the only way to get through to American people. How sad. But I guess that is what drives capitalism. It is the nature of the beast. However, I fear that now it is too late. I hope, no..I pray.. to all the gods.. I am wrong.
You see, I am no longer a rational creature when it comes to politics. But that won't stop me. I will have to blog about it. I will have to take some of my emotion out of the situation and try again to present the facts. One by one.
If that is possible.
But hey, anything is possible right?
back to selling software.. because heck.. everyone needs software right?
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
where have my eyebrows gone?
That is the real question here. You see, many years ago I plucked my eyebrows waaayyy to thin. Ever since then, they refuse to grow back. So what I really want to know is where the hell did my eyebrows go?
This blog is in no way shape or form going be cohesive. I don't feel cohesive lately. That isn't a bad thing per say. Merely a fact.
I've had too much going on to really feel cohesive. I am pulled in too many directions at once. I can only focus on what is front of me right now. I know, how lame, I am speaking in abstracts but I feel abstract.
so what has been going on lately? Well for one things, there has been a lot of eating going on. My life has revolved around food. Dinners, lunches, breakfasts, snacks, and whatever other meal you can think of. The only way people seem to be able to socialize as of late is through food. Now I am not complaining, it beats sitting around smoky bars and watching people get drunk and sloppy. However, eating out is not exactly cheap, nor good for a diet.
Also, there has also been a lot of wedding hoopla going on. People are getting married left and right. Now again, I adore weddings ( yes, I have considered being a wedding planner)but come on people, do you all have to do it at the same time? Couldn't we space these out a little further apart? I mean I haven't been to a wedding in years and now I have four alone in the next few months.
let's see, what else has been going on recently? Well, I have reading more than usual. I have a tendency to avoid being very literary. You see, once I commit to a book, if it captures me at all, I become obsessed. I read as much as I can as often as I can. I bring the book everywhere and I read it as often as possible.
Every minute which allows me the opportunity to sneak a page here or there, I take great advantage of. I have even been know to read at stop lights. Usually I can fool myself as well as others into believing that with work and school, there is simply no time to read.
HOWEVER, these days I am surrounded by book pushers. People who casually leave books on my desk to read, even after I told them I was not interested. Damn these book pushers. They have unleashed the reading monster, who had dwelled deep inside me. I have been reading the Twilight series. I am on book four. Someone recently described it as Anne Rice meets Judy Bloom. Needless to say, my house has been neglected for the past week because I've had my nose in a book. You know what the weird thing is? The weird this is that when I start to read again, I start to think in narrative terms. I describe all my thoughts as though I was writing them and some else was going to read them. Does this only happen to me, or it is semi-common.
I wish I could write more, however Neil is waiting for me to watch our first episode of "Dexter". Too many people recommended it, so I succumbed to the pressure and we downloaded season one. We just cleaned up a yummy dinner which I made. Salmon, black beans, yellow rice, and sweet peas. Then Neil and I sang queen songs as he cleaned up and now I am ready to relax. I had a long day of being poked and prodded for my 6th month post chemo check ups. Gosh how I resent being treated like a lab rat. I can barely be pleasant any more. Although it sure beats shooting up those NASTY interferons.
I have more to write but the show is on.
time for dessert.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Why I hate computers
I wrote a fantastic blog. It was long and detailed. It was descriptive and witty. Then my computer crashed and it was all lost. I hate my server. I hate that I did not save the blog. Ohh well.. Sorry y'all.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
As the truth unfolds before me
So, as I had feared, I have not been updating this blog faithfully. However, I am okay with that because I have adopted a new philosophy in my life. I refuse to put any pressure on myself anymore. Life puts enough pressure on me already; and I don’t need to add anymore on top of it. I don’t need to carry around some unrealistic expectation of myself to be perfect. This counter-acts my search for happiness.
Lately I have been on an intense eastern philosophy kick. And the strange thing is that I have not even consciously sought it out. It has sought me out. And it is coming at me from all aspects. Therefore, I am now in a stage in my life where I am quieting the chaos around me, in order to hear what the cosmos are trying to tell me. Sounds hippy dippy I know. But I feel like it is the next step that I must take, in order to reach self enlightenment.
I have always believed that all of us are born with certain lessons, which we each need to learn in this life in order to move forward. Now there are always challenges placed before us, in order to distract us from these lessons. The ultimate distraction is our ego. I truly believe this. Aside from our ego, there is the question of balance. Balance is a tricky thing to achieve. It is such a delicate thing. These are the two ultimate challenges we all share.
Then we move onto our own personal challenges. We all have our own demons to face. They are hard to realize and even harder to accept, especially when we are so distracted by our ego. Our egos always want us to push the responsibility of conquering these demons (as well as the responsibility of our own happiness) onto others; other people, other things, and other intoxicants. It distracts us with anything it can, in order to keep us from realizing that the ultimately we are in control of our destiny.
The key is to stop pushing the blame. Stop blaming your parents, your classmates, your co-workers, you lovers, your children, your friends and whoever else you make you scapegoat. Once you stop blaming everything else, you have no choice but to face yourself. That is the hardest part, facing your self. It hurts more than you could ever imagine, taking responsibility for your own life. To realize that ultimately you make your own decisions and you control how you let outside influences effect you. But it must been done in order to see clearly.
Once you take responsibility for yourself, you are free to move forward to the next step. The next step consists of several things. It consists of things such as working on your lessons, staying balanced, and striving for true happiness. Now allow me to clarify, happiness is totally different than pleasure. Pleasure is just another trick your ego uses to distract you from the truth.
I could go on and on about this stuff. But for now, I will refrain. However, these are the basics of the truths which I am starting to learn about. I am in the infancy stage when it comes to actually practicing this philosophy. I am still trying to face myself (it is a life long process, you constantly have to re-examine yourself.. it is not a one time shot) as well as work on my personal lessons and achieve balance.
Balance has always been a difficult thing for me, physically and metaphorically speaking. However it is something I have forced myself to focus on more and more recently, and it is something which I will reference in my blog frequently moving forward.
As far as my personal lessons in life, well they too are ever changing. Once I conquer one, another one becomes apparently clear. There is one lesson which requires my immediate attention. This lesson is the lesson of letting go. It is a lesson I have struggled with my whole life, along with patience. A while ago, I identified something in my life, which was not healthy for me. At the time, I tried to separate myself from it; however, instead I made the mistake of hanging onto it. That was a serious mistake. Recently I have released this unhealthy element from my life. And this final act of release reminded me, that all too often I hang onto negativity even after I have identified that it is not constructive towards my happiness. I allow emotional attachments to bond me to things, regardless of whether their effect on me is positive or negative. I need to learn to let go of these things as well the negative feelings they impose on me. I need to let go of any regrets and/or angry feelings they initiate in me. I need to emancipate myself from their adverse effects. I have this power, it is within me. I have recently utilized this power in regards to the aforementioned situation, and I feel fantastic. I have made peace within myself regarding this situation.
Loss is not always a bad thing. Letting go of something is a natural part of life. In the end, we must release everything. If there is a situation that has become toxic for one party or both parties involved, it is okay to walk away from that situation. It is okay to say “I release you, we gave it our best shot and it’s just not meant to be.” And then simply let go. It does not mean that either person failed or that it is anyone to blame. It just means life goes on. Say la vie.
I feel great lately!! I feel like there are good things ahead of me. I feel like I am in a really great place in my life. I feel a certain energy in the air that I haven’t felt in a long time. I feel a new sort of inner peace. I had lunch at the Thai temple Sunday. It was a lovely experience. I lived in the moment the entire time I was there.
Neil and I have a dinner party planned for Saturday, and I extremely excited about it. I have had such a great response to it so far. People have offered me so much help and seem to have such a positive attitude about it. Of course I am not 100% sure how I am going to seat 20-25 people yet, but I am working on it ;)
The only thing really troubling me lately is American (shoot make that world) politics. I am seriously disturbed and bewildered by the state of affairs in this country of ours. I really just don’t understand people. I am really trying to be zen about everything and not judge others, however they make it impossible by trying to impose their views onto my life completely unsolicited. But that is a blog all in it own. And I know I say that a lot, but this time, I mean it !!!!!
Stay tuned for the “Severely Angry Political Rant” blog yet to come! It will be juicy people…
P.S. Tonight is therapy with Dr. Greengrass and then Project Runway… sigh… you gotta love hump days.
Lately I have been on an intense eastern philosophy kick. And the strange thing is that I have not even consciously sought it out. It has sought me out. And it is coming at me from all aspects. Therefore, I am now in a stage in my life where I am quieting the chaos around me, in order to hear what the cosmos are trying to tell me. Sounds hippy dippy I know. But I feel like it is the next step that I must take, in order to reach self enlightenment.
I have always believed that all of us are born with certain lessons, which we each need to learn in this life in order to move forward. Now there are always challenges placed before us, in order to distract us from these lessons. The ultimate distraction is our ego. I truly believe this. Aside from our ego, there is the question of balance. Balance is a tricky thing to achieve. It is such a delicate thing. These are the two ultimate challenges we all share.
Then we move onto our own personal challenges. We all have our own demons to face. They are hard to realize and even harder to accept, especially when we are so distracted by our ego. Our egos always want us to push the responsibility of conquering these demons (as well as the responsibility of our own happiness) onto others; other people, other things, and other intoxicants. It distracts us with anything it can, in order to keep us from realizing that the ultimately we are in control of our destiny.
The key is to stop pushing the blame. Stop blaming your parents, your classmates, your co-workers, you lovers, your children, your friends and whoever else you make you scapegoat. Once you stop blaming everything else, you have no choice but to face yourself. That is the hardest part, facing your self. It hurts more than you could ever imagine, taking responsibility for your own life. To realize that ultimately you make your own decisions and you control how you let outside influences effect you. But it must been done in order to see clearly.
Once you take responsibility for yourself, you are free to move forward to the next step. The next step consists of several things. It consists of things such as working on your lessons, staying balanced, and striving for true happiness. Now allow me to clarify, happiness is totally different than pleasure. Pleasure is just another trick your ego uses to distract you from the truth.
I could go on and on about this stuff. But for now, I will refrain. However, these are the basics of the truths which I am starting to learn about. I am in the infancy stage when it comes to actually practicing this philosophy. I am still trying to face myself (it is a life long process, you constantly have to re-examine yourself.. it is not a one time shot) as well as work on my personal lessons and achieve balance.
Balance has always been a difficult thing for me, physically and metaphorically speaking. However it is something I have forced myself to focus on more and more recently, and it is something which I will reference in my blog frequently moving forward.
As far as my personal lessons in life, well they too are ever changing. Once I conquer one, another one becomes apparently clear. There is one lesson which requires my immediate attention. This lesson is the lesson of letting go. It is a lesson I have struggled with my whole life, along with patience. A while ago, I identified something in my life, which was not healthy for me. At the time, I tried to separate myself from it; however, instead I made the mistake of hanging onto it. That was a serious mistake. Recently I have released this unhealthy element from my life. And this final act of release reminded me, that all too often I hang onto negativity even after I have identified that it is not constructive towards my happiness. I allow emotional attachments to bond me to things, regardless of whether their effect on me is positive or negative. I need to learn to let go of these things as well the negative feelings they impose on me. I need to let go of any regrets and/or angry feelings they initiate in me. I need to emancipate myself from their adverse effects. I have this power, it is within me. I have recently utilized this power in regards to the aforementioned situation, and I feel fantastic. I have made peace within myself regarding this situation.
Loss is not always a bad thing. Letting go of something is a natural part of life. In the end, we must release everything. If there is a situation that has become toxic for one party or both parties involved, it is okay to walk away from that situation. It is okay to say “I release you, we gave it our best shot and it’s just not meant to be.” And then simply let go. It does not mean that either person failed or that it is anyone to blame. It just means life goes on. Say la vie.
I feel great lately!! I feel like there are good things ahead of me. I feel like I am in a really great place in my life. I feel a certain energy in the air that I haven’t felt in a long time. I feel a new sort of inner peace. I had lunch at the Thai temple Sunday. It was a lovely experience. I lived in the moment the entire time I was there.
Neil and I have a dinner party planned for Saturday, and I extremely excited about it. I have had such a great response to it so far. People have offered me so much help and seem to have such a positive attitude about it. Of course I am not 100% sure how I am going to seat 20-25 people yet, but I am working on it ;)
The only thing really troubling me lately is American (shoot make that world) politics. I am seriously disturbed and bewildered by the state of affairs in this country of ours. I really just don’t understand people. I am really trying to be zen about everything and not judge others, however they make it impossible by trying to impose their views onto my life completely unsolicited. But that is a blog all in it own. And I know I say that a lot, but this time, I mean it !!!!!
Stay tuned for the “Severely Angry Political Rant” blog yet to come! It will be juicy people…
P.S. Tonight is therapy with Dr. Greengrass and then Project Runway… sigh… you gotta love hump days.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Boring details of an extended weekend
Oh dear Labor Day weekend, how fast you flew by. It seems like just yesterday that I was leaving work, all excited about a three day weekend. And now I am back at work writing this blog, which I have been meaning to write for the past three days. I had such great hopes for you Labor Day weekend. I was positive I was going to get my house cleaned from head to toe. I knew, for a fact, that I was going to get all those little things done that I normally would get done if only I had one extra day during the weekend. However, Labor Day weekend, you came and went and I still have dirty bathrooms, a dirty car and a long to do list sitting in front on me.
Although my Labor Day weekend was not the one I originally planned, it was relaxing and I did accomplish a good amount of things. First and foremost, I finally got my labs results back Friday afternoon and my platelet count was back up!! My nurse practitioner excitedly told me the news and then ended the conversation with the sentence “so go get your nose pierced and have a beer”. Well, she didn’t have to tell me twice. I have wanted to get my nose re-pierced since it accidentally closed up back in February. However, right after it closed, I got dosed with some nasty Chemo, and I have been patiently waiting for my body to recover enough to be able to handle the piercing ever since. So Friday, when my nurse gave me the okay to get it done as a reward for not losing my shit after this platelet scare, I was elated.
Friday night was nothing to write home about. I had hoped to have a lovely evening with friends, but I encountered some negativity earlier in the day, which left a bad taste in my mouth, and made feel like just hanging out with Neil, alone, instead. These days, if something comes with drama, I’d rather pass and do something different. I have so much drama in my life that I can not control (MS, school, work) the last thing I need is drama from the good things in my life like friends or family. So Neil and I went to Shells for dinner Friday night. I was craving seafood. Neil and I talked politics the whole time and then went over my 401K packet from work. It sounds rather lame and boring, but it was actually pretty fun. That is one of the reasons I love my boyfriend so much. He makes even the lame and boring stuff super fun. After dinner I was not feeling good, (per usual on Friday nights) so I went to bed early.
Saturday morning Neil and I woke up feeling good. We hung out around the house for a while and flirted with the idea of going to Bush Gardens until the sun came out in full force. Instead, we ended up going to target, which sucked away a good portion of our afternoon, as well as a good chunk of change. After target we took a short nap and I woke up craving a calzone. So Neil and I drove all the way to Y-Bor in the pouring rain to Tampa bay Brewing Company. After we got to Y-Bor, I realized … this is where my piercing shop is … SCORE!!!! After we had a lovely dinner, we strolled down to Blue Devil and filled out a form for me to get pierced. It was strange because I wasn’t really nervous. The last time I got my nose pierced, I was terrified. I was so scared I could barely walk up the stairs. But since then I have been through so much more (like a tattoo and IVs filled with chemo) that I didn’t even blink at the idea of a piercing. The girl who did it was cute and young. She called me “my lady” the whole time and radiated sweetness. It hurt more than I remembered. And apparently I showed this in my facial expressions (Neil said I looked extremely uncomfortable). But it was over fairly quick and it has been healing nicely. While we were in Y-Bor, I had a fantastic idea for a memorial for my dear departed friend Zack. However, that is a whole blog in itself.
After we got home from Y-Bor, Jenn and Chip called and invited us to the movies. We all wanted to see Pineapple Express, so we made plans for a late movie while Neil and I prepared a little snack chest and met Jenn and Chip in front of the theater. The movie itself was really funny and entertaining. Unfortunately, the theater was having electricity problems, which led to sound problems, so I missed a few funny parts. However, Jenn laughed so hard during the movie that she cried tears. After the movie, Jenn and Chip were anxious to go home and have sex, so we said our goodbyes.
Sunday morning was a rush of activity. I had an early morning breakfast with Sam and then ran to grocery store in order to get some stuff to make macaroni and cheese for Melissa’s Labor Day/ housewarming party. Melissa is my bestest friend in the whole world. We have been best friends since we were eleven years old. By the time I got home I had a short amount of time to get everything together, make the food, get ready and make it on time. I ended up making some really gross macaroni and cheese (never use a recipe which calls for you to put mustard in mac and cheese), but I had bought a delicious carrot cake from Publix as a saving grace. Neil and I rushed and made it to the party right on time. Melissa’s house looked great, she looked beautiful and she had prepared a fantastic spread of food. I was TOTALLY impressed.
One by one all my friends started to show up with their adorable children. It was a really lovely day and everyone was in good spirits. The kids played while the adults started to drink strawberry margaritas. We all explored Melissa’s new pad and caught up on the day to day stuff we don’t really get a chance to talk about anymore. It was really fun and relaxing. I miss my friends so much. Sitting around watching them all interact, I was again impressed with the fact that I was surrounded with the most amazing people. We ended up playing the board game “apples to apples”. Everyone seemed to enjoy it. After a long while the party filtered dwindled down till it was just a handful of us. I agreed to drive back home with Neil so that he could go to his parent’s house for dinner and I took my own car back to Melissa’s house. I was hoping to get to spend some one on one time with her and Ahmi (Melissa’s 2 year old and my ADORABLE godson). When I got back, Melissa and I went swimming. After swimming, we sat on her bed, snuggled Ahmi and chatted a few hours away. Then we went downstairs, ate dinner and cleaned up a bit. Ahmi kept grabbing my hand and making me follow him around the house. He wanted all my attention to himself. He is so friggin CUTE. Finally, the night came to an end and Melissa packed me up with a ton of food and sent me off with hugs and kisses. Again I passed out, exhausted when I got home.
Yesterday was pretty boring. Between feeling like crap and forcing myself to do some chores, I pretty much laid around while Neil coded. The day flew by and before I knew it, it was almost midnight. My ghetto neighbors, who just moved into the house behind us, had a party where they blasted R&B for about seven hours. I could hear everyone talking and having a good time from my bedroom, and for a little while I closed my eyes, swayed along to the music and pretended I was part of the party, Also, I did find a sewing machine on Craig’s list I wanted to buy and watched a retarded movie about the adventures of a female stoner called smiley or something. I also learned that the best place to meditate is in the shower. Great acoustics mixed with the pleasant sensation of flowing water. During said meditations I also had a bunch of realizations about life which will all be posted in another blog. But not in this blog, this is boring catch up blog, where I chronicle the details of my weekend. So that after MS eats away all of my memory, I will have something to tell me the story of my life. Nice morning thoughts for a Monday huh?
Although my Labor Day weekend was not the one I originally planned, it was relaxing and I did accomplish a good amount of things. First and foremost, I finally got my labs results back Friday afternoon and my platelet count was back up!! My nurse practitioner excitedly told me the news and then ended the conversation with the sentence “so go get your nose pierced and have a beer”. Well, she didn’t have to tell me twice. I have wanted to get my nose re-pierced since it accidentally closed up back in February. However, right after it closed, I got dosed with some nasty Chemo, and I have been patiently waiting for my body to recover enough to be able to handle the piercing ever since. So Friday, when my nurse gave me the okay to get it done as a reward for not losing my shit after this platelet scare, I was elated.
Friday night was nothing to write home about. I had hoped to have a lovely evening with friends, but I encountered some negativity earlier in the day, which left a bad taste in my mouth, and made feel like just hanging out with Neil, alone, instead. These days, if something comes with drama, I’d rather pass and do something different. I have so much drama in my life that I can not control (MS, school, work) the last thing I need is drama from the good things in my life like friends or family. So Neil and I went to Shells for dinner Friday night. I was craving seafood. Neil and I talked politics the whole time and then went over my 401K packet from work. It sounds rather lame and boring, but it was actually pretty fun. That is one of the reasons I love my boyfriend so much. He makes even the lame and boring stuff super fun. After dinner I was not feeling good, (per usual on Friday nights) so I went to bed early.
Saturday morning Neil and I woke up feeling good. We hung out around the house for a while and flirted with the idea of going to Bush Gardens until the sun came out in full force. Instead, we ended up going to target, which sucked away a good portion of our afternoon, as well as a good chunk of change. After target we took a short nap and I woke up craving a calzone. So Neil and I drove all the way to Y-Bor in the pouring rain to Tampa bay Brewing Company. After we got to Y-Bor, I realized … this is where my piercing shop is … SCORE!!!! After we had a lovely dinner, we strolled down to Blue Devil and filled out a form for me to get pierced. It was strange because I wasn’t really nervous. The last time I got my nose pierced, I was terrified. I was so scared I could barely walk up the stairs. But since then I have been through so much more (like a tattoo and IVs filled with chemo) that I didn’t even blink at the idea of a piercing. The girl who did it was cute and young. She called me “my lady” the whole time and radiated sweetness. It hurt more than I remembered. And apparently I showed this in my facial expressions (Neil said I looked extremely uncomfortable). But it was over fairly quick and it has been healing nicely. While we were in Y-Bor, I had a fantastic idea for a memorial for my dear departed friend Zack. However, that is a whole blog in itself.
After we got home from Y-Bor, Jenn and Chip called and invited us to the movies. We all wanted to see Pineapple Express, so we made plans for a late movie while Neil and I prepared a little snack chest and met Jenn and Chip in front of the theater. The movie itself was really funny and entertaining. Unfortunately, the theater was having electricity problems, which led to sound problems, so I missed a few funny parts. However, Jenn laughed so hard during the movie that she cried tears. After the movie, Jenn and Chip were anxious to go home and have sex, so we said our goodbyes.
Sunday morning was a rush of activity. I had an early morning breakfast with Sam and then ran to grocery store in order to get some stuff to make macaroni and cheese for Melissa’s Labor Day/ housewarming party. Melissa is my bestest friend in the whole world. We have been best friends since we were eleven years old. By the time I got home I had a short amount of time to get everything together, make the food, get ready and make it on time. I ended up making some really gross macaroni and cheese (never use a recipe which calls for you to put mustard in mac and cheese), but I had bought a delicious carrot cake from Publix as a saving grace. Neil and I rushed and made it to the party right on time. Melissa’s house looked great, she looked beautiful and she had prepared a fantastic spread of food. I was TOTALLY impressed.
One by one all my friends started to show up with their adorable children. It was a really lovely day and everyone was in good spirits. The kids played while the adults started to drink strawberry margaritas. We all explored Melissa’s new pad and caught up on the day to day stuff we don’t really get a chance to talk about anymore. It was really fun and relaxing. I miss my friends so much. Sitting around watching them all interact, I was again impressed with the fact that I was surrounded with the most amazing people. We ended up playing the board game “apples to apples”. Everyone seemed to enjoy it. After a long while the party filtered dwindled down till it was just a handful of us. I agreed to drive back home with Neil so that he could go to his parent’s house for dinner and I took my own car back to Melissa’s house. I was hoping to get to spend some one on one time with her and Ahmi (Melissa’s 2 year old and my ADORABLE godson). When I got back, Melissa and I went swimming. After swimming, we sat on her bed, snuggled Ahmi and chatted a few hours away. Then we went downstairs, ate dinner and cleaned up a bit. Ahmi kept grabbing my hand and making me follow him around the house. He wanted all my attention to himself. He is so friggin CUTE. Finally, the night came to an end and Melissa packed me up with a ton of food and sent me off with hugs and kisses. Again I passed out, exhausted when I got home.
Yesterday was pretty boring. Between feeling like crap and forcing myself to do some chores, I pretty much laid around while Neil coded. The day flew by and before I knew it, it was almost midnight. My ghetto neighbors, who just moved into the house behind us, had a party where they blasted R&B for about seven hours. I could hear everyone talking and having a good time from my bedroom, and for a little while I closed my eyes, swayed along to the music and pretended I was part of the party, Also, I did find a sewing machine on Craig’s list I wanted to buy and watched a retarded movie about the adventures of a female stoner called smiley or something. I also learned that the best place to meditate is in the shower. Great acoustics mixed with the pleasant sensation of flowing water. During said meditations I also had a bunch of realizations about life which will all be posted in another blog. But not in this blog, this is boring catch up blog, where I chronicle the details of my weekend. So that after MS eats away all of my memory, I will have something to tell me the story of my life. Nice morning thoughts for a Monday huh?
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