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Happiest of birthdays to navygreen and hetterrific...I wish you both a wonderful day! *HUGS*


I'm heading out here shortly for the gym, where I need to work off last night's AWGK turkey dinner, as well as my sugar binge from Brussels on Saturday. I won a box of chocolates last night too, so I need to make a pre-emptive strike against that. Heh. Actually, that wasn't the only prize that I could choose from, but it didn't make sense to take a prize that I would have to box up and ship back to the States. So I took the only edible prize. It should appease Lance, who was confused and slightly upset that I didn't bring home any Belgian chocolates the other day.

As everyone was leaving, someone asked me when I was moving, and I said December 9th. And then she said that had she known that, I would've gotten a proper AWGK send-off. But really, that's okay. For the most part, I want to go quietly. Besides, most of the women in the organization don't really know me all that well. Almost every time I go to a meeting, I'm asked if I'm new. That's how unnoticeable I am. And that's okay. I tend to show up, find the table where Andrea and Teri are sitting, and spend all evening there, so I really don't spend a lot of time talking to other people. It's not that I'm closed off from others...it's just that my current friends are people whom I know to be sincere and loyal, and I'm not in a place where I feel like getting emotionally attached to other people, only to have them turn on me, as has happened so many times before since I've lived here. I've lost so many friends here before our friendships hardly even started, and I don't even know what I did to make them turn against me. I'm just myself, and that's all I can be.

Anyway, I'm going to the movies with Andrea and Jeff tonight, lunch tomorrow with Christine, Ruth and Andrea (if we can track Ruth down...she has been incommunicado for 2 weeks now), and IWC on Thursday night...so I'm not lacking for things to do this week. And that's great, because anything that makes the time go faster is fine by me. But Thursday night might very well be my final night out with Andrea (she leaves for a 3 week trip to Canada next week) and I probably won't see Teri again, so it'll be emotional, for sure.

I should get off to spinning class now...I meant to leave earlier than this.

Tuesday Thoughts

Somehow, it managed to escape my notice that the Pacific Northwest was hit with a pretty awful storm over the past few days. The radio said something about hurricane force winds and power outages, as well as extreme cold.

I just hope the house hasn't been affected. It's not officially OURS until December 14, but if there is any storm damage, I hope the current owners will take care of that before we move in. I believe they are obligated to do so. It's already been inspected, so I don't know if anyone is going to climb up on the roof during the final walk-through or not.

I guess I need to mention this to Lance when I talk to him this evening, as well as mention to him that I found one of his flight suit patches in the driveway this morning. Although I'm sure he realizes by now that it's missing. It is the American flag patch. Ugh. Not that it's good for any of his patches to be missing, but probably that one especially.

In other news, my niece is now home from the hospital. She was kept a little longer for jaundice. And I have my first photos of her at home. She apparently really hates bath time. Hehe. But I have a photo of her smiling, which is really cute (even if it is probably gas).

I won't bombard my FL with photos...many of my friends are childfree like me, and couldn't care less...and that is completely cool and understandable. After all, I generally don't go all gaga over babies that have nothing to do with my friends or family...I'm not the type that really melts over children in general (and of course, some people judge me and consider me a cold-hearted bitch because of that, and I can't change their way of thinking...but just put a puppy in front of me and I fall all to pieces). I mean, yeah...there are exceptions. If a child tries to engage me in some way, I usually respond (playing peek-a-boo with me in a restaurant, etc.)...I'm a child magnet, actually, and I've been told that this is because I don't speak down to children in cutesy-wutsey widdle voices. But I generally don't seek out the company of children.

I'm off on a tangent...anyway...

I may do an Eva filter for those who are really into baby photos. Still thinking about that.

Anyway, my posts have been bereft of any interesting content lately, so perhaps I should close this off and go take a shower and figure out how to spend my day. Spinning class is done, at least...the class was almost full and there were a few people struggling...when I see that, I try to give some encouragement if I can make eye contact with them. I know how sore they're going to be the next day and how much they're going to want to quit before they barely started. That was me, over two years ago, when I started. But the trick is not to give up, and things get easier.

I wish that were true of all things in life.

Superbad

I just got back from the cinema. Andrea and Jeff picked me up shortly after 6 and we ate dinner at the cinema in the cafe they have there. I've been there before, but only for drinks. Their food isn't bad. I had gyro meat and fries with tzatziki sauce and washed it down with a Smirnoff Ice.

I tried to pay, but Jeff wouldn't let me. Their going away present to me, he said...they were treating me for the whole evening.

The movie of the night? Superbad - which has been advertised as the funniest movie of the year. Sure...if you're a 16 year old guy. But we found enough to keep us entertained. Not enough to where I would see it again, but I laughed. I actually think Lance would like it. It's kind of a combination of American Pie, Jay & Silent Bob and Napoleon Dynamite...at least in the sense that there were things about this movie that reminded me of those movies. Lance likes more juvenile humor than I do. But in the end, the movie has a good message, and all the scenes with the cops were just stupid funny (and I mean that in a good way).

And hey, we got free Superbad zipper pulls. Random!

Lance called me while I was waiting for them to show up, so I couldn't talk to him but for a minute. I told him that I would call him back, but he said he would be at a pub until late probably. And that's where he is at the moment, I assume. I don't know how late I'll stay up to call him...I'm getting pretty tired. I might set the alarm and call him at some point in a couple of hours. He doesn't have any work to do tomorrow, so he doesn't need to get up early.