House Warming
We signed the lease, despite being late thanks to someone and his obsession with being late for everything. I swear, some day he's going to miss the birth of his children. I was the one who didn't go to bed until after 3am thanks to a late night at work, but I guess we just have different priorities in life.
All the shower stuff has been washed, put in its new closet, cupboard, or drawer. Every surface has been cleaned. We put together the table and chairs his mother bought us, the highlight being when he dropped a chair on me while I was putting it together. Yesterday we bought a sofa and loveseat. When I heard the delivery cost was another $100, I told Dan that if I had to work for two long weeks to pay for them the least he could do was carry them up the stairs. I don't think he's very happy with me. He's got two weeks to recruit some friends before the loveseat is shipped from their central warehouse and another 4-6 before the sofa is ready.
We had Greg & Kim over for dinner on Saturday. For the last three years their house has always been the meeting place of friends; their kitchen has always been an open source of food for us. I was pretty excited to finally return the favor. Kim brought two of the most perfect housewarming gifts (even though she wasn't supposed to spend any more money on me): a bottle of wine and the Willow Tree welcoming angel. When Greg was done flinging chocolate ice cream across the table at Dan we cleaned everything and everyone up and went to the movies. I'm totally in love with our new arrangment: the girls and boys split and each saw movies each other didn't want to see. There was no way I was ever going to see the X-files movie, and I'm pretty sure Dan would have cried if I'd made him watch Mamma Mia. It worked out really well, I think we'll do it more often.
The girls at work had a shower for me last week. They filled a tote bag with shower stuff, I'm forever indebted to whoever picked out the tranquil mint scented soap. Saturday night we spread out the blanket they gave us; I had a hard time getting back up. Who knew Egyptian Cotton was so amazing? I'm totally going to steal Amy's idea of getting it embroidered. From now on, anyone I know who gets married is getting a blanket with their names and the wedding date stitched into the corner.
My birthday is on Wednesday. My family is giving me things for the apartment, which I was totally expecting. All I'm going to say is that I've been dropping hints at Dan that I want an iPod for the last two years. The first Christmas we were together he got me a gorgeous pink sapphire ring so I won't complain about that. When I graduated college he said "I was going to get you an iPod, but I never got around to it." We won't discuss my feelings about that one. Last summer he got me the pearl necklace that I'd pointed out to him, so I can't hold that against him. That same summer I got him one for his birthday, so I was sure when Christmas rolled around I'd get mine. I got a watch instead, which I really didn't want or need but have grown to love. It was a sweet thought, he put a lot of effort into finding the perfect one, so I'll always appreciate it. All I'm saying is, every gift he's gotten me was nice, but what I'd really love is an iPod, and considering the fact that I bought him a new one when he already had an old one, the least he could do is listen to me, just this once. I have this gut feeling that he didn't get me one, despite me even mentioning to him that last week Target was giving out $30 gift cards if you bought one there. I know Wednesday will roll around, I'll get something that I really didn't want, will pretend to love it, will eventually grow to love it, but will still secretly be devastated inside because I'll never get the one thing I truly want.
I have to go to work. Between today and next Monday I only have one day off. I fully intend on spending that one day going to Avalon, getting our license, and spending my birthday afternoon in the sand and ocean. I deserve it.
All the shower stuff has been washed, put in its new closet, cupboard, or drawer. Every surface has been cleaned. We put together the table and chairs his mother bought us, the highlight being when he dropped a chair on me while I was putting it together. Yesterday we bought a sofa and loveseat. When I heard the delivery cost was another $100, I told Dan that if I had to work for two long weeks to pay for them the least he could do was carry them up the stairs. I don't think he's very happy with me. He's got two weeks to recruit some friends before the loveseat is shipped from their central warehouse and another 4-6 before the sofa is ready.
We had Greg & Kim over for dinner on Saturday. For the last three years their house has always been the meeting place of friends; their kitchen has always been an open source of food for us. I was pretty excited to finally return the favor. Kim brought two of the most perfect housewarming gifts (even though she wasn't supposed to spend any more money on me): a bottle of wine and the Willow Tree welcoming angel. When Greg was done flinging chocolate ice cream across the table at Dan we cleaned everything and everyone up and went to the movies. I'm totally in love with our new arrangment: the girls and boys split and each saw movies each other didn't want to see. There was no way I was ever going to see the X-files movie, and I'm pretty sure Dan would have cried if I'd made him watch Mamma Mia. It worked out really well, I think we'll do it more often.
The girls at work had a shower for me last week. They filled a tote bag with shower stuff, I'm forever indebted to whoever picked out the tranquil mint scented soap. Saturday night we spread out the blanket they gave us; I had a hard time getting back up. Who knew Egyptian Cotton was so amazing? I'm totally going to steal Amy's idea of getting it embroidered. From now on, anyone I know who gets married is getting a blanket with their names and the wedding date stitched into the corner.
My birthday is on Wednesday. My family is giving me things for the apartment, which I was totally expecting. All I'm going to say is that I've been dropping hints at Dan that I want an iPod for the last two years. The first Christmas we were together he got me a gorgeous pink sapphire ring so I won't complain about that. When I graduated college he said "I was going to get you an iPod, but I never got around to it." We won't discuss my feelings about that one. Last summer he got me the pearl necklace that I'd pointed out to him, so I can't hold that against him. That same summer I got him one for his birthday, so I was sure when Christmas rolled around I'd get mine. I got a watch instead, which I really didn't want or need but have grown to love. It was a sweet thought, he put a lot of effort into finding the perfect one, so I'll always appreciate it. All I'm saying is, every gift he's gotten me was nice, but what I'd really love is an iPod, and considering the fact that I bought him a new one when he already had an old one, the least he could do is listen to me, just this once. I have this gut feeling that he didn't get me one, despite me even mentioning to him that last week Target was giving out $30 gift cards if you bought one there. I know Wednesday will roll around, I'll get something that I really didn't want, will pretend to love it, will eventually grow to love it, but will still secretly be devastated inside because I'll never get the one thing I truly want.
I have to go to work. Between today and next Monday I only have one day off. I fully intend on spending that one day going to Avalon, getting our license, and spending my birthday afternoon in the sand and ocean. I deserve it.