Dancing Queen/Quote of the Day

Sooooooooooooooooooooo I’m still drunk

and I just spent the evening at Taboo with tooooooobaaaaaaaaaaaaan

and we danced and danced and danced
and dnaced

I danced with tall guys and short guys and old guys and young guys (the old wer MUCH better dancers by the by)

one old guy in particular named Russel who according to Doug is native american and made something neat for the wine bar taught me soem moves then asked if I was enjoying myself and said he was going to send me to Mario

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Okay, so its morning now. Apparently I fell asleep while typing this story last night. : ) If you care to know the ending, Russell grabbed my hand and sent me over to this guy named Mario who spun me all over the floor and made me look like I knew what I was doing in spite of the fact that I’d had half a bottle of wine, a jack n’ coke and two beers. He was a ridiculously good dancer and every time I made a mistake he’d say “No!” and show me how to do it right. Amazingly I understood almost everything he said even though he barely spoke a word of English.

I wish I had a picture. It was the most fun night I’ve had in ages and totally worth the fact that every muscle in my body is sore and my feet are throbbing (not knowing where the night was going, I wore my four inch spike heel boots, NOT the best choice for dancing).

The quote of the day comes to us from a very drunk birthday girl we happened upon over the course of the evening who was with her husband and all his friends. When we started heading their direction, she said

“I’m so glad there are some girls with us now, I promise I’m not even a bitch or anything!” : )

 

Nothing to Report

I’m still tired

I’m still working almost constantly

I still save money and wonder how we’re going to pay for our wedding.

I have two dates with the seamstress this summer, one to take the dress in and another to take it up.

Carl picked my ring up from the jeweler once the mold was made so they could fit the wedding band and very sweetly asked me (on one knee) if I would “still” marry him. I said yes . . . again. : )

I have started mass mailing bridesmaids and my uncle will soon be receiving the save the dates so he can print them up. Then, of course, the dreaded addressing begins.

My life is extremely boring at the moment, but here I am and things are going well.

 

Today’s To Do : )

1) Pick up Veil

2) Call seamstress to schedule fitting/adjustments/etc for wedding dress.

3) Send Sara’s email to my dad so he can forward it to Uncle Joe who is printing our Save the Dates!

4) Find that six page, handwritten list of people Carl’s mom wants us to invite that I misplaced in the move . . .oops.

5) Get half my Christmas list done.

6) Drop off my engagement ring so Jason can make a mold of it to shape the wedding band he’s making to match. : )

7) Clean house.

8) Whew! I think that’s enough for one day. : )

 

Catching Up to Myself

~Sara has created the most amazing save the dates ever seen and they will be sent out by the end of the month!

~I’m getting an iphone. This frightens me a little, but mostly I’m excited. : )

~I’ll have my first full day off in a month on Monday. Sweet, sweet Monday.

~I love my new work friends, and I still miss the old.

~This job is definitely the hardest I’ve ever had. Rewarding, but also not rewarding. Its difficult to explain, but I’m still crunching on it.

~I put together the bathroom last night and now my sarongs are hung and the shelf covered with shells and sand dollars I found myself in the Gulf growing up. One more room that feels finished. : )

~The laundry room is also well on its way . . . now that we actually have a washer and dryer.

~I love Star Trek and Data is my favorite.

~I miss books and I miss my horse and I miss my mama.

 

Thanksgiving

I bought everything the night before Thanksgiving on my way home from my second job for the day.  I was exhausted, but Carl and I had agreed that we would do our best to make it feel like a real Thanksgiving even though we couldn’t spend it with our families and part of that agreement was to actually have a true, blue Turkey day dinner.

While I shopped, I chatted with my mom on my cell phone, asking her for advice about gravy and how to make her cranberry sauce from scratch.  I shuffled through the aisles in a daze wanting nothing more than to go home and drag myself in bed.  Carl was working his second job, so when I finally got home, I put all the groceries away myself, walked the dogs and called it a night.

In the morning, I was up first and started cleaning/organizing the kitchen for the cook-a-thon.  Then, Carl got up and scratched his way to the shower, and I completely panicked.  “I’ve never made Thanksgiving dinner!  I don’t know how to make the sauce or the gravy! I’ve never prepared a turkey in my life!  I’ve never made stuffing!  This is going to be a disaster.”  These were my thoughts as I pulled all the vegetables I’d purchased out of the refrigerator and began chopping.  The vegetable tray was somewhat soothing and gave me time to plan my preparation attack.

When I pulled that squishy bird out of the fridge and set it in the sink, something just clicked.   As if by their own volition my hands peeled away the plastic, pulled out the organs, rinsed inside and out and patted dry.  I had Carl on stuffing duty and when he finished we stuffed the neck and the rear and I sewed it up then put it in the oven.

Suddenly full of confidence I turned into a cooking whirlwind preparing dishes that I may never have made alone before, but had helped my mother with for so many years it was as if she was right there next to me; fruit salad, pumpkin pie, whipping cream, gravy, cranberry sauce, vegetables, mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey and green beans.  It was definitely a feast!

Carl set the table with his fine China and made hot buttered rum and when we set out all the food, well, it was just perfect.  : )  We were both sitting there, on the same side of the table looking across and while I looked at the empty chairs, it struck me that someday our children will be in those chairs and I don’t care how many people vomit when they read this, I love him so much it makes even me a little sick at times.  : )

 

Quotes of the Day . . .

Both of today’s quotes are brought to us by Carl . . .

“I love your bones . . . I don’t want to see them, I just love them because they hold the girl I love together . . .”

 

“I love you because I’ve never had this much fun with anyone consistently in my whole life.”

 

Just Another List

~We started a registry today : )

~I’ll be working more than 70 hours next week  : (

~Today I met my sales goals after only two hours of my six hour shift : )

~What time I have between works passes too quickly : (

~This month has been full of poetry : )

 

~Our official start date for P90X is next week, but I’m thinking of pushing it back to after Christmas.  If we start on January 1st we don’t have to miss Thanksgiving/Christmas dinners and our work schedules would be a lot more relaxed . . . are these just excuses or do I have legit reasons???  Hmm.

~I haven’t seen my horse in two weeks and my heart is starting to hurt.

~Judgement . . . I have more to say about that and started to write it here, then realized that there’s just too much, I’ll have to write it out later.

~I’m so ready to stop going to the laundromat.  When we buy our own washer and dryer its going to make all those overtime hours worth it.  : )

~Oregon and Washington rainy days are the most beautiful I’ve ever seen.

~I still haven’t forgiven Oakridge.  Its the last on my list and amazingly, of all the things I had stored up inside, its the hardest to let go of.

~I have decided that I love my job, in spite of or perhaps because of all its difficulties, every day I’m a little more sure of the plan I’ve been hatching the past six months.

 

P90X

I’m sitting on the couch at the moment organizing our  P90X materials and waiting for Carl to get home.    We are about to embark on what will hopefully be a fun and fruitful fitness adventure! : )  Right, well anyway, we chose P90X because I tried it out at my cousin’s house in TN and it was actually fun (I have never been a fan of workout videos, aerobics, etc), the exercises only last 30 seconds to 1 minute and I can talk myself into doing just about anything for a minute and its something we can do at home, which is important with both of us working two jobs.

So, today we start.  There will be before photos and stats that we take now and we’ll take all the same info down again in 90 days.  I’ve decided to try and log progress here so that I can bring myself more into the whole project, I’ve never really attempted a regular exercise program of any kind.  So wish me luck! : )

 

Georgia on My Mind

At least it feels like I have the weight of Georgia on my mind.  This is the hardest job I’ve ever had and today I had a few especially tough calls.  My last call of the day took me right past five o’clock  to five thirty and I felt like a puddle trickling towards to the door.  Then I got in my truck and on the way home my favorite songs played on the radio one after the other; as if the universe realized I’d been pushed right to the edge and wanted to pull me back before I went over.  I want to help them all.  I don’t want to believe that there are eighty somethings who aren’t eating properly because their ancient dentures are broken and giving them sores and they can’t afford new ones and there’s no one to help them.  No children to make calls to community resources or help them set up monthly payments to their providers.  That’s what makes it hard–the limits on my ability to help.

Right now I’m putting together a grocery list and when I get back from the store I’m going to try to cook and clean myself calm again.  : )