Wednesday, September 26, 2007
On Friday, I'm meeting his parents. This makes me simultaneously excited and nauseous. Do I think I'm the kind of girl someone would feel comfortable taking home? Yes. Still, it feels like a big deal. I can't see how they could be anything short of amazing given the kind of son they've raised. Hopefully the microscope I'll be under will be very forgiving.
I know I haven't talked very much about any of the recent developments in this area. It just seems too private to share in such a public forum. Basically, things are going well. I'm happy and pleased and am in disbelief. So strange how things have changed so quickly. And for the better, no less. Life is crazy. You know, in a good way.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
- Weeding. It's a jungle out there even though I've gotten a little bit done the last two weekends.
- Buying stamps. I may try to do this while on the road. They're small; they pack easily.
- Ordering airline tickets for our December trip. Why would I possibly put this off? I have no idea.
- Introducing The Boy to my friends. I haven't been ready to share just yet.
- My regular ol' annual check-up. I did make it to the dentist, though.
- Re-staining my dresser.
- Painting my bedroom.
- Tiling the sunroom. Basically anything that has to do with the house it seems.
- Transfering the remainder of my CDs to my iPod.
- Apparently the big things like marriage and children.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
So of the million and one things swirling around in my head, one of them is this: I think at some point a girl goes from being attracted to someone who would be a good fling to wanting someone who would be good for a real relationship. The bad boy vs. good guy thing.
If you think celebrities (or perhaps pseudo-celebrities), one of my Fling picks is Ty Pennington. Sexy, a little crazy, high energy, and knows he's all those things...
Conversely, (also from Trading Spaces carpenter world) my Keeper guy would be Carter Oosterhouse. Still super attractive but seems very Midwest, humble, the super hot guy next door (that no one ever has in real life).
Who are your celebrity Flings and Keepers?
Photo of Ty courtesy of: http://www.flickr.com/photos/recklessbeauty/11267790/
Photo of Carter courtesy of: http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9G_Rq_gTvFGucIAT0WjzbkF/SIG=123euqsql/EXP=1190305888/**http://www.classictvhits.com/cast.php?id=4857
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
- Read (fiction or trashy celebrity magazines)
- Shop or browse
- Veg out in front of the television
- Hang out with friends
- Get around to those tasks that are way down at the bottom of the list
- Play frisbee golf (although we're in desperate need for some time for this)
- Plan various house projects
But I don't want to mislead you. I also do these things when I have about a million and one other things I should be doing. Sometimes a girl needs a break.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
My oldest friend and I went on vacation over Labor Day. We hit 4 states in 6 days. Here are the highlights.
1. Day 1: Travel. This is what happens when you fly anywhere using Southwest. I heart Southwest, I really do, but if you're traveling across the country you can be hard-pressed to get a direct flight. And then? When you land? You're often not at the major airport. In my everyday life, this is a huge positive. On vacation in a new place full of strangers (Yankees, no less) and where one is using one's own money, this poses a bit of a challenge. Our flights were smooth but slightly delayed. We had decided to take the Amtrak from Providence to Boston. The problem was we needed to get from the airport to the train station. There was a cheap, on-the-hour bus service that we hoped to take. We arrived at approximately 5 minutes after the hour. We took a cab. The cabbie (surprise, surprise) was a crazy driver. We did get to take the scenic route so we saw a bit of the city but I wanted to kiss the filthy ground when we got to the station. Turns out he was Hungarian. Once I told him about my Hungarian pseudo-family, we was all smiles and politeness. Train ride? Ours was the only one that was delayed. And it wasn't what we expected but something we can cross that off the life list. When we got to the South Station, we took a brief cab ride to our hotel. Safe at last.
2. Day 2: Freedom Trail. What better way to start out our exploration of the city than with the Freedom Trail... The city has such a small footprint, you can pretty much wander your way throughout. I loved the history and the architecture. The weather was fantastic, too. It was fall! So many nifty places--cemeteries, churches, Paul Revere's house, the Bull & Finch (aka Cheers). As expected, I was entertained by the accent. It was especially appealing coming out of the Italians on the North End. My favorite parts of that day were probably the State House and the Public Gardens. Beauty, beauty everywhere. At the end of Day 2, we were excited because we had planned a guided tour to New Hampshire and Maine. When we pulled out our info to see what time we needed to be where, we realized that we were supposed to have called the day before to confirm. Crap. After much investigation, several bad phone numbers, and multiple long waits on hold, we were told that our tour had been cancelled.
3. Day 3: Hyannisport/Cape Cod. The other day tour that cost the same as our cancelled one (and the other one we had been trying to decide between when planning the trip), was the one to Cape Cod. On the way there we saw cranberry bogs and some quaint, sleepy little towns. We visited the JFK memorial, saw the Kennedy Compound by boat, and wandered around the little shops in Hyannisport. At the end of the day we checked out the waterfront and ate at The Black Rose.
4. Day 4: Whale watching. This was my favorite part of the trip. Hands. Down. We had been having a good time but had hit a few little snags along the way. If we hadn't seen whales, I don't think either of us would have been surprised. But we did! It was amazing. We stayed with a mother and her baby for probably about 40 minutes. We got so close to them; it was just so exciting to see. I highly, highly recommend it.
5. Day 4: Cambridge/Harvard. After whale watching, we grabbed a bite to eat in Quincy Market and went back to the hotel for a brief nap. Then we were off to get the rental car. I had heard only horror stories about driving in Boston. Frankly, it didn't seem any worse than any major city. I'm proud to say I never got honked at...I did get yelled at by a pedestrian but I yelled right back. We decided to drive to Cambridge. Harvard was beautiful. It was so Norman Rockwell. The kids didn't go back to school until after Labor Day. The air was crisp. The leaves were just starting to change to their vibrant shades of yellow and orange and red.
6. Day 4: Fenway. We didn't have time to squeeze in a game. That, and we procrastinated on buying tickets. It's a whole different baseball world there. I would have loved to have grown up in it. We did do a Fenway drive-by on our way back into the city that night. I'd still love to go inside.
7. Day 5: Salem. Ahh, Salem. Another quiet, little town. This time, though, it was one with a moral what with the whole witch trial thing. We wandered around town, saw the House of 7 Gables, and went to the Salem Witch Museum. Glad to have spent some time there as well. I have wanted to go there since high school.
8. Day 5: New Hampshire. After Salem, we drove ourselves to New Hampshire and Maine. I think it worked out well. We hadn't done any research beforehand (since our tour was supposed to be guided), but we just took the main road closest to the coast and let the wind take us where it may. We ended up at Hampton Beach. The private areas were quite pretty; the public areas were quite crowded and surprising. So many Yankees flocking to the water, their last chance before being humbled by back-to-school rituals. It felt very different, like these people don't have 700+ miles of coastline upon which to spread themselves.
9. Day 5: Maine. On up the coast to Maine. It was just like you expect Maine to be...rocky coastline, light houses, lobster. I would love to go back and spend more time there.
10. Day 6: Plymouth. We headed down to Plymouth on our way back to Providence. Plymouth was also a small, quiet town. We saw the Mayflower II, Plymouth Rock, a beautiful park. And we had breakfast at a great little cafe. Not a whole lot to see there but we thought that since we were that close, we should see the rock. The drive to Providence went smoothly. It really was a nice place to drive once you got out of the city. So much nature. I would love to go back in a few weeks when the fall color is sure to heat up.
Fantastic trip. Would definitely not mind going back.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Since vacation was coming up, there were lots of things to plan and lots of last-minute things to figure out. I thought that once last Thursday came I'd be able to just enjoy it and feel relieved that the planning part was over. I did, thank goodness...for a bit anyway. Vacation was good and I'll have to wait until maybe Friday to post pictures (currently on the road and traveling with two laptops is ridiculous even for me).
The thing is, while I was on vacation, my friend's daughter went into the hospital, then ICU, then was gone. I don't even know what to say. She was only 26 and is leaving a 4-year-old son behind. It's so terrible and so sudden. I felt so bad for not being in town and couldn't wait to get back. It's just all so surreal. I'm having a hard time grasping it. So the services are going to be on Sunday and helping with the planning is my top priority right now.
Then add in my certification exam that I took on Saturday. On Friday night I decided that since the universe hadn't given me much opportunity to study, maybe it was also telling me that I didn't need to study. I just crammed and won't know how I did for 6 weeks. It was similar to the last exam in that I have no strong gut feeling regarding my performance.
And there's this nice boy I've been seeing. I really do enjoy getting together but have had a bit of an adjustment trying to keep any kind of balance in all the various areas of my life. So far I've done terribly. It's been awhile since I've had so much to juggle.
Not to mention how busy work has been and will continue to be at least through Halloween...
Now, I'm not complaining about all of this even though it sounds like it. I love my friends, new and old. I couldn't be happier that they are in my life. When they need something, I want nothing more than to be there for them. And all the piddly things are just that when compared to others. It's just been tough lately. So many things to mark off the list while trying to start some sort of relationship and mourn the loss of a friend. I just feel the need to run away right now.
UPDATE: Now I really want to run away. That boy? Doesn't want to see me anymore.