State of the Unions
I am happy to report that the family drama has largely calmed down. It's not fully resolved yet, but it's definitely on its way. Phew!
At the end of a week of immaturity and arguing, I was thrilled to go out for cocktails with
nex0s and our dear friend Ms.Cake. Death & Co is the only bar that is worth every cocktail and babysitting dollar, hands down. It was a small bachelorette night, with no penis shaped novelty tiaras, thank god.
What a wonderful wedding!
nex0s and
midnightstation were glowing. she looked nothing short of regal. The ceremony was perfect, beautiful, exactly fitting for the people they are. I am proud of my friends. I am proud of their deep love, honesty, and maturity. I love them both and wish then a life full of love, support, inspiration, and much much laughter.
I was happy to finally meet some of the parents whom I had not met before, though I am sorry to say I was not feeling terribly chatty and feel like I lost an opportunity to connect with them more. I got regaled with stories of the heyday of jazz and the French Riveria. If I was the one who had to tell Nina Simone to "back off and get your hands off my husband" lord knows everyone would know about it. I need to get out into the world more. Otherwise, what will I have to say to shock and entertain the next generations?
Leave it to a wedding to turn our thoughts to a state of the union.
hypersteve agreed to marry me again. He asked me last time, I figured it was my turn. We'll have to plan something special for out 10th anniversary next year. We had a wonderful talk later that night, setting out our family and personal goals for the next few years. We are at a new, transitional stage right now, and really we've been in that state for months now, actually, it has probably been since my graduation last year. It has us unsettled, I keep feeling that there is something I am waiting for in order to feel grounded. There will be some changes in the near future in all the realms of our world. S is considering getting his masters which will potentially impact his and my work dramatically come fall. He'll have to work less and I will magically have to maintain my salary while being available to take Jacob in the afternoons. We still don't know where J will be going to school in the fall, any of you want to weigh in on whether a kids should skip kindergarten? We finally got an offer on the Syracuse house so (if it actually goes through) we might be free to look to buy a place in the next few months. I already feel like I'm in a temporary place, the offer on the house will only strengthen that feeling which means I may never finish unpacking my closet. While all that may sound like complaining really it is not, it is just me standing here with all these questions hanging over my head. I'm not unhappy with the situations at all, in fact I am rather excited at the prospect of whats coming next, I just wish I could know the future. Taking the time to sit together and make a long term plan really helped the matter. We know where we want to be in 10-15 years, we're just not sure how to get there yet.
We didn't finish the discussion before I started to nod off. I fully blame myself. The night before I got it in my head that I should really finish the backyard, especially since we've started taking to leaving Willow out there when we go out. Last week we dug up the whole yard but never finished the job. For the last week the yard had been a lumpy expanse of dirt - not where you want to let the dog play for hours. So at 1 am I decided to take my stiff steel rake, smooth the lumps, lay down layers of cardboard to keep down weeds, and cover the whole mess in mulch, or at least as much mulch as I had bought last week. That is stage 1. The cardboard and mulch will enrich the soil and give us decent, usable surface until I am able to fully design the space. The walls will be altered next to screen out the neighbors, I might expand the deck (creating a dog space/ house underneath) and maybe, just maybe I'll be able to plant something in the fall. A lot of work for a temporary place, I know, but it's my dad's house so I really don't feel like the effort will be wasted. I was done in about a hour. Then off to the bath and bed.
So while it was a very good weekend on all counts, I am feeling Monday morning hitting me full force. The meeting for a major deadline was on Friday, so today is the calm catch up day. Good thing, because I am not capable of much else. I think lunch will have to consist of a fruit smoothie and a pedicure while I finish Pride & Prejudice.
At the end of a week of immaturity and arguing, I was thrilled to go out for cocktails with
nex0s and our dear friend Ms.Cake. Death & Co is the only bar that is worth every cocktail and babysitting dollar, hands down. It was a small bachelorette night, with no penis shaped novelty tiaras, thank god.
What a wonderful wedding!
nex0s and
midnightstation were glowing. she looked nothing short of regal. The ceremony was perfect, beautiful, exactly fitting for the people they are. I am proud of my friends. I am proud of their deep love, honesty, and maturity. I love them both and wish then a life full of love, support, inspiration, and much much laughter.
I was happy to finally meet some of the parents whom I had not met before, though I am sorry to say I was not feeling terribly chatty and feel like I lost an opportunity to connect with them more. I got regaled with stories of the heyday of jazz and the French Riveria. If I was the one who had to tell Nina Simone to "back off and get your hands off my husband" lord knows everyone would know about it. I need to get out into the world more. Otherwise, what will I have to say to shock and entertain the next generations?
Leave it to a wedding to turn our thoughts to a state of the union.
hypersteve agreed to marry me again. He asked me last time, I figured it was my turn. We'll have to plan something special for out 10th anniversary next year. We had a wonderful talk later that night, setting out our family and personal goals for the next few years. We are at a new, transitional stage right now, and really we've been in that state for months now, actually, it has probably been since my graduation last year. It has us unsettled, I keep feeling that there is something I am waiting for in order to feel grounded. There will be some changes in the near future in all the realms of our world. S is considering getting his masters which will potentially impact his and my work dramatically come fall. He'll have to work less and I will magically have to maintain my salary while being available to take Jacob in the afternoons. We still don't know where J will be going to school in the fall, any of you want to weigh in on whether a kids should skip kindergarten? We finally got an offer on the Syracuse house so (if it actually goes through) we might be free to look to buy a place in the next few months. I already feel like I'm in a temporary place, the offer on the house will only strengthen that feeling which means I may never finish unpacking my closet. While all that may sound like complaining really it is not, it is just me standing here with all these questions hanging over my head. I'm not unhappy with the situations at all, in fact I am rather excited at the prospect of whats coming next, I just wish I could know the future. Taking the time to sit together and make a long term plan really helped the matter. We know where we want to be in 10-15 years, we're just not sure how to get there yet.
We didn't finish the discussion before I started to nod off. I fully blame myself. The night before I got it in my head that I should really finish the backyard, especially since we've started taking to leaving Willow out there when we go out. Last week we dug up the whole yard but never finished the job. For the last week the yard had been a lumpy expanse of dirt - not where you want to let the dog play for hours. So at 1 am I decided to take my stiff steel rake, smooth the lumps, lay down layers of cardboard to keep down weeds, and cover the whole mess in mulch, or at least as much mulch as I had bought last week. That is stage 1. The cardboard and mulch will enrich the soil and give us decent, usable surface until I am able to fully design the space. The walls will be altered next to screen out the neighbors, I might expand the deck (creating a dog space/ house underneath) and maybe, just maybe I'll be able to plant something in the fall. A lot of work for a temporary place, I know, but it's my dad's house so I really don't feel like the effort will be wasted. I was done in about a hour. Then off to the bath and bed.
So while it was a very good weekend on all counts, I am feeling Monday morning hitting me full force. The meeting for a major deadline was on Friday, so today is the calm catch up day. Good thing, because I am not capable of much else. I think lunch will have to consist of a fruit smoothie and a pedicure while I finish Pride & Prejudice.