I'm sitting on the toilet while I type this. I figure that might be too much information, but everyone knows TMI is my typical MO. In any case, I have a stomach ache that is proving to be difficult to cure. Cramps? Indigestion? Lactose intolerance? We'll find out soon when I come across a holistic therapist to listen to my whining. I'm convinced that my frequent intestinal blockages have nothing to do with food. I'm serious - I think my emotional issues are being manifest physically. Psychosomatic symptoms is what I'd like to think of this as.
So, my boyfriend is meeting my family next week. Since moving to Seattle, I've always wondered what it would be like to meet someone here and have to introduce him to my parents while they are on some random, unlikely visit to see me. Well, I supposed I'm living it now. Have you ever had that happen? You know, you (for lack of better words) dream of some fairly obscure, but completely possible circumstance (an ideal job, a beautiful apartment, a wonderful mate) that could eventually happen to you in later years and then, suddenly, before you know it, you're LIVING it and you can't quite remember what happened between then and now? That's how I feel! It's like I can't really grasp how everything happened, but IT DID and I guess that's the important part. It's weird - it seems like YEARS have passed since JH and I worked together (and were 2 corners of a love triangle) when really, it was less than a month ago that we did so. And a year ago today, I was just starting my school psychology internship with KR in a district south of Seattle. I didn't even KNOW JH existed. I didn't even KNOW the company I now work for existed. I had less than a few friends in Seattle and now, I am armed with plenty of people to hang with. It's really incredible what can happen in a year's time!
Speaking of work peeps, I hung out with one of my favorite friends tonight. We'll call her AB. It was a perfect summer night - we met in this beautiful area of Seattle called Madison Park, then we went to a Mariner's game at Safeco stadium (a great venue!) for a few innings, then we got ice cream at this sweet little shop in Wallingford called Molly Moon's. We shared 2 sundaes. We're a match made in heaven and we're practically dating which means that I have a boyfriend AND a girlfriend. Don't worry Mom and Dad, you'll get to meet her, too. In fact, JH even told me today that AB seems to be replacing him (minus the sex). He might be right! :)
Now, I think I should retire to bed. I've been busy these past few days - what with all the redecoration that I'm doing around here in preparation for VIP visitations in upcoming days, I'm exhausted! (Actually, I need to go plan the schedule of events...to be posted soon!)
OH, and I've got to rate my Sacramento restaurants, too. Aie - lots to do!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Sacramento's Hot
So get outta the kitchen!
I'm buzzing on caffeinated espresso right now -- I should know by now that every time I specify DECAF, I should always double check just to be sure. Otherwise, I'm at the bean's mercy! So, here I am with the shakes and sweats...and a dry, sore throat to boot.
I'm also unbelievably tan! Or rather, black, if you'd like to visualize my skin color. Well, maybe I'm more of a golden dark brown. It's interesting what the sun will do to you when you let it. (That doesn't mean I don't use SPF.) Speaking of, I'm just about ready to go to the pool. I'm on vacation in Sacramento visiting KR (who moved last week if you've lost track), but she's at new-hire orientation right now, so I hung out with her mom all day. We enjoyed each other's company while getting coffee, eating lunch (yes, I'm now officially a "lady who lunches"), running errands to Costco and Home Depot. All interesting things that need to be done. I talked with a long lost French friend today who called my cell phone from across the globe and made my day, I spoke with JH who is currently residing in Seattle and on his way to try out for a new reality television show as I type, I tried to change my flight from Tuesday night to Monday night in order to get home and start preparing for the arrival of EIV (Extremely Important Visitors) who touchdown in Seattle in 10 days. (!!!) So much to do.
In other news, here are some tidbits of my stay in the lovely Sacramento, CA:
1) I can barely stay awake for more than 5 hours at a time and thus, my visit has been peppered with frequent naps. I guess I'm tired?
2) I've been eating out for every meal - and, in trusting KR's opinion on food, I have not been disappointed. Well, only once.
3) It's %*!#ing HOT here! I'm dying in this heat!
4) I chipped my tooth last night while eating a tostada on a fork. Bad idea, I'm willing to admit.
5) We're going to the California State Fair this weekend, thus 2/3 of the way to my goal of successfully attending the 3 biggest state fairs in the country: California (#1), Texas (#2), and Minnesota (#3).
Alright, I've gotta go to the pool. I know, tough life. But somebody's gotta do it.
Peace out.
I'm buzzing on caffeinated espresso right now -- I should know by now that every time I specify DECAF, I should always double check just to be sure. Otherwise, I'm at the bean's mercy! So, here I am with the shakes and sweats...and a dry, sore throat to boot.
I'm also unbelievably tan! Or rather, black, if you'd like to visualize my skin color. Well, maybe I'm more of a golden dark brown. It's interesting what the sun will do to you when you let it. (That doesn't mean I don't use SPF.) Speaking of, I'm just about ready to go to the pool. I'm on vacation in Sacramento visiting KR (who moved last week if you've lost track), but she's at new-hire orientation right now, so I hung out with her mom all day. We enjoyed each other's company while getting coffee, eating lunch (yes, I'm now officially a "lady who lunches"), running errands to Costco and Home Depot. All interesting things that need to be done. I talked with a long lost French friend today who called my cell phone from across the globe and made my day, I spoke with JH who is currently residing in Seattle and on his way to try out for a new reality television show as I type, I tried to change my flight from Tuesday night to Monday night in order to get home and start preparing for the arrival of EIV (Extremely Important Visitors) who touchdown in Seattle in 10 days. (!!!) So much to do.
In other news, here are some tidbits of my stay in the lovely Sacramento, CA:
1) I can barely stay awake for more than 5 hours at a time and thus, my visit has been peppered with frequent naps. I guess I'm tired?
2) I've been eating out for every meal - and, in trusting KR's opinion on food, I have not been disappointed. Well, only once.
3) It's %*!#ing HOT here! I'm dying in this heat!
4) I chipped my tooth last night while eating a tostada on a fork. Bad idea, I'm willing to admit.
5) We're going to the California State Fair this weekend, thus 2/3 of the way to my goal of successfully attending the 3 biggest state fairs in the country: California (#1), Texas (#2), and Minnesota (#3).
Alright, I've gotta go to the pool. I know, tough life. But somebody's gotta do it.
Peace out.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Summa, Summa, Summa TIME.
It's the best summer EVER! Whoa! At least, NKOTB says so. I heard them with my own ears.
So much to do in the future, I can't even keep a hold of my pants! I'm having difficulty getting my ass outta bed this week, but only because I haven't had seven days worth of "nothing to do" since...uh...I don't even know! I've drawn a blank. Maybe, 7th grade?
Naw, maybe not. I guess I'm feeling this way because I've finally taken many of the "shoulds" out of my head and my life. And it feels so good! Liberating, freeing, releasing. I feel as light as a feather. Except, I'm PMSing and, therefore, may act on some bitch-like tendencies...but that should be gone in about 1.5 days.
I'm going camping this weekend with JH and I'm kicking myself for it. Well, not really KICKING myself, but I'm not much of a camper. In fact, as some of you may know, I can be hardcore, but I'm pretty much the antithesis of a camper. Now, you would think that someone who was conceived in a tent would looooove to camp merely by...proxy (?), but not me. Oh no. Though, I guess it puts my mind at ease to know that he's not only my bf (yes, I've finally surrendered to the use of the word...), but he's also an Eagle Scout which, as I learned this weekend, is some big business. It means he can tie all kinds of interesting and useful knots and stuff. Definitely impressive.
I've been hanging out with JH an awful lot lately. I now understand the idea of needing time to myself. When getting involved with someone, it's so easy to fall into their schedule or even into a pit of laziness where you don't want to do anything but nap with each other. What a glorious thing to do! But, it makes me tired and useless and groggy and crabby (sometimes). I suppose it's good for me to practice my sleeping skills, though. Always important. Always needed.
I'm pretty hungry right now. I've got to be at a BBQ...oh, about 15 minutes ago, so I'm off. :)
So much to do in the future, I can't even keep a hold of my pants! I'm having difficulty getting my ass outta bed this week, but only because I haven't had seven days worth of "nothing to do" since...uh...I don't even know! I've drawn a blank. Maybe, 7th grade?
Naw, maybe not. I guess I'm feeling this way because I've finally taken many of the "shoulds" out of my head and my life. And it feels so good! Liberating, freeing, releasing. I feel as light as a feather. Except, I'm PMSing and, therefore, may act on some bitch-like tendencies...but that should be gone in about 1.5 days.
I'm going camping this weekend with JH and I'm kicking myself for it. Well, not really KICKING myself, but I'm not much of a camper. In fact, as some of you may know, I can be hardcore, but I'm pretty much the antithesis of a camper. Now, you would think that someone who was conceived in a tent would looooove to camp merely by...proxy (?), but not me. Oh no. Though, I guess it puts my mind at ease to know that he's not only my bf (yes, I've finally surrendered to the use of the word...), but he's also an Eagle Scout which, as I learned this weekend, is some big business. It means he can tie all kinds of interesting and useful knots and stuff. Definitely impressive.
I've been hanging out with JH an awful lot lately. I now understand the idea of needing time to myself. When getting involved with someone, it's so easy to fall into their schedule or even into a pit of laziness where you don't want to do anything but nap with each other. What a glorious thing to do! But, it makes me tired and useless and groggy and crabby (sometimes). I suppose it's good for me to practice my sleeping skills, though. Always important. Always needed.
I'm pretty hungry right now. I've got to be at a BBQ...oh, about 15 minutes ago, so I'm off. :)
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Rainbows and Puppies
It's quite possible (almost entirely true) that I am the happiest I've been in a while. In fact, I'm the happiest I've been since I've moved to Seattle. With the exception of KR moving, I am in a fairly constant state of elation and gratitude. I am filled with a deep sense of appreciation for my place and time in life right now, the friends who are occupying my schedule (they are really fantastic people), and the events I happen to stumble upon. Words do not give justice to my feelings at this moment. In many moments. :)
Sunday, July 27, 2008
French Press Coffee
Man, we (AH and I) looked EVERYWHERE for one of these this morning! Seriously, we went to 5 different places and finally found one at Crate and Barrel. Phew. We needed our coffee.
I'm going to clean my room today and then meet JH at his new apartment in Capitol Hill/First Hill area to arrange moved-in items and go grocery shopping. Yay! I love to grocery shop. Then, we'll have dinner, drinks, and a fine concert experience at the Triple Door (a concert venue) in downtown Seattle later this evening. Should be fun!
What should I wear?
I'm going to clean my room today and then meet JH at his new apartment in Capitol Hill/First Hill area to arrange moved-in items and go grocery shopping. Yay! I love to grocery shop. Then, we'll have dinner, drinks, and a fine concert experience at the Triple Door (a concert venue) in downtown Seattle later this evening. Should be fun!
What should I wear?
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Gainfully Unemployed
The way it ought to be, right? My last contract day was yesterday. It's nice to have nothing to do, except I have SO MUCH to do that I won't have the luxury of enjoying that "nothingness" for a few more weeks. September should round out nicely empty, I'm hoping. Though, I have an interesting knack for filling up time and space fairly quickly.
Work starts up again in October and so far, I'm enjoying...well, hanging out with JH and relishing what's left of Seattle's summer. Naw, that's not true. Seattle still has a decent summer left, I just have to get it rolling. I'm too used to waking up at 5am and going to bed at 9pm to feel like I've taken advantage of all summer has to offer around here. KR is moving soon and, though I'm sad, I'm taking it in stride. Real best friends aren't a function of time or proximity and I have no doubt that our relationship will only be taken to a new level with the move. Sacramento's not THAT far away...as long as I'm in Seattle, which is where I plan on being for a while. An indefinite amount of time, anyways.
This morning, I went raspberry picking with my roommate and two of her friends. I arrived home from JH's later than expected and dressed in last night's clothes while they sipped on orange juice and chatted about high school events and people. We drove out to Carnation (which is a decent drive east) and picked for about an hour - you definitely can't go wrong paying $1.25 for one pound of raspberries. Then we went over to Red Hook Brewery which produces some mighty fine beer (try the Blonde Ale, it'll have you "hooked") and some damn good cuisine to boot. My roommate (AH) is planning on making raspberry wine with the loot from today, and while I respect and hope to benefit from that, I will be eating mine straight up.
In other news, "things" with JH are getting progressively more...."serious"...? With me being gone for almost the entire month of July and all, I have grown fonder of him and (I know) he of me. It's happening gradually, to neither of our planning - we wanted to remain un-exclusive so as not to risk "getting serious" and that's exactly what's transpiring. Funny how life works, isn't it? Right when you want to try to control things, something happens that is truly unplanned. And then you go from there. I can say that when I took this job 10 months ago, I never expected to fall for someone so deeply. (And I DEFINITELY didn't think that person would be the boss' son!) The relationship and friendship I have with him is unlike any I've ever experienced. Not only is there a respect, which seems to be the golden thread that weaves through all the pieces of our bond, but there is an undeniable connection that manifests itself in mutual trust (though still building), kindness, generosity and support. We can, want to, and will often talk for hours about both nothing and something collectively - the hardships we've endured in the past, the current state of the world, the petty things that piss us off, our families and friends, how much we appreciate each other's friendship. Things that may be "deal-breakers" with other people I've dated are non-issues with him because our emotional connection runs so deep. Yet, something about this situation is detached from my body - not in the negative sense of the word, but in the way that it doesn't adhere to my ego at all. The feelings I have for JH are more a part of my soul. And if we suddenly are not dating in a month, then I will still love and respect him, same as before. My ego will not be damaged, my heart will remain in tact, and I have no doubt that we would remain friends.
The above concept is a difficult one to explain, especially if you haven't experienced it before, but if you take yourself out of the syntax and read it based on feeling alone, I think you may be able to understand it. I hope I write well enough that you all (most a far distance away from here) can actually FEEL what I'm feeling when I type. That, I think, is part of the reason for this blog. In any case, I'm pretty tired and I want to go to bed!
Unfortunately, my computer is pretty much deceased (the front LCD light burnt out and is more expensive to replace than the whole computer), so I'm going to try to blog on AH's computer as much as I'm allowed. I am unemployed, after all.
:)
Work starts up again in October and so far, I'm enjoying...well, hanging out with JH and relishing what's left of Seattle's summer. Naw, that's not true. Seattle still has a decent summer left, I just have to get it rolling. I'm too used to waking up at 5am and going to bed at 9pm to feel like I've taken advantage of all summer has to offer around here. KR is moving soon and, though I'm sad, I'm taking it in stride. Real best friends aren't a function of time or proximity and I have no doubt that our relationship will only be taken to a new level with the move. Sacramento's not THAT far away...as long as I'm in Seattle, which is where I plan on being for a while. An indefinite amount of time, anyways.
This morning, I went raspberry picking with my roommate and two of her friends. I arrived home from JH's later than expected and dressed in last night's clothes while they sipped on orange juice and chatted about high school events and people. We drove out to Carnation (which is a decent drive east) and picked for about an hour - you definitely can't go wrong paying $1.25 for one pound of raspberries. Then we went over to Red Hook Brewery which produces some mighty fine beer (try the Blonde Ale, it'll have you "hooked") and some damn good cuisine to boot. My roommate (AH) is planning on making raspberry wine with the loot from today, and while I respect and hope to benefit from that, I will be eating mine straight up.
In other news, "things" with JH are getting progressively more...."serious"...? With me being gone for almost the entire month of July and all, I have grown fonder of him and (I know) he of me. It's happening gradually, to neither of our planning - we wanted to remain un-exclusive so as not to risk "getting serious" and that's exactly what's transpiring. Funny how life works, isn't it? Right when you want to try to control things, something happens that is truly unplanned. And then you go from there. I can say that when I took this job 10 months ago, I never expected to fall for someone so deeply. (And I DEFINITELY didn't think that person would be the boss' son!) The relationship and friendship I have with him is unlike any I've ever experienced. Not only is there a respect, which seems to be the golden thread that weaves through all the pieces of our bond, but there is an undeniable connection that manifests itself in mutual trust (though still building), kindness, generosity and support. We can, want to, and will often talk for hours about both nothing and something collectively - the hardships we've endured in the past, the current state of the world, the petty things that piss us off, our families and friends, how much we appreciate each other's friendship. Things that may be "deal-breakers" with other people I've dated are non-issues with him because our emotional connection runs so deep. Yet, something about this situation is detached from my body - not in the negative sense of the word, but in the way that it doesn't adhere to my ego at all. The feelings I have for JH are more a part of my soul. And if we suddenly are not dating in a month, then I will still love and respect him, same as before. My ego will not be damaged, my heart will remain in tact, and I have no doubt that we would remain friends.
The above concept is a difficult one to explain, especially if you haven't experienced it before, but if you take yourself out of the syntax and read it based on feeling alone, I think you may be able to understand it. I hope I write well enough that you all (most a far distance away from here) can actually FEEL what I'm feeling when I type. That, I think, is part of the reason for this blog. In any case, I'm pretty tired and I want to go to bed!
Unfortunately, my computer is pretty much deceased (the front LCD light burnt out and is more expensive to replace than the whole computer), so I'm going to try to blog on AH's computer as much as I'm allowed. I am unemployed, after all.
:)
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