flagpole sitta
what a week. i've always enjoyed march.
thursday; i spent a meeting last week daydreaming out the window and contemplating what exactly it was i was going to do in the begining of March. there was something, something big, important. what was it.. and then i remembered- Erik. It was a vague aggreement.. i would call the begining of march. well i waited 3 days. and then on thursday night i picked up the phone and called before i had a moment to think about what i would say. It all happened so fast that as soon as I heard his voice i lost all train of thought and ended up leaving a very silly and excited voice mail.
he called when i was curled up with miss maevey kate reading when you give a pig a pancake. i took the call for a few minutes because i just couldn't bring myself to hang up on him. For a very long time i said i didn't know how i would know when i was ready, but i knew when i wasn't. and i was ready.. there in maeve's pink room, with butterflies, and bunnies i was ready. I smiled so long and so wide my cheeks hurt. We shared small stuff, things that didn't matter but i couldn't hear enough of it. And i was proud to share my own small accomplishments and trouble i've caused.
i did finally say i would call him back when i got home and got back to my two little angels desperately clinging to consciousness.
I ran a red light and then up my front stairs dailing as i shedded my coat and bag. we talked for hours .. i laughed alot and babbled so much it was embarrasing.. i just wanted to talk to him. I am soo proud of him, he is making his own adventures the adventures that were taken away from him.. and he is going to travel, and teach, and climb mountains. and he missed me.. and will miss me.. and i was never a second choice, or something his brother convinced him to do.. and that is what i learned over this last few months. I saved us. our friendship and everything we had. I was the strong one and it reminds you there is nothing you can't do, that you can't handle.
Friday: needless to say i was not really present. i was ready to run at 3:44. and did.. went home layered up and took my charlie card to the blue line then the aquirium to pick up sar and matt.we ate some pizza and then found shelter from the cold in a barnes and noble.. we all know how much i LOVE bookstores so i was perfectly content browsing the aisles.. finally i came back to sip my tea and administer these quizes i found to the happy couple. how well do you know your husband/wife. they were very comical. when was the last time she had gum, to what kind of funeral does he want. both passed, so i will allow this union to continue as sceduled. the night ended shortly there after since boston was just a pit stop.. so i said goodbyes and went home..turns out i somehow lost my tv remote so went in the other room and laid on my bed with my kitty cat that was around 9:00. i woke up the next day at 10:00. i am a big believer in when your body has simply done too much thinking and worrying and assessing it will just shut down..and that is what i did.
Saturday: gym. and made plans with dre to come play with me. Simotaniously i was chatting it up with mr. corbett who reminded me of the Harpoon Irish Festival. long story short. Dre came down with Matt and we went and drank alot, listened to some fiddles, bag pipes and did a jig.. i had alot of fun considering i was insane back pain.. not sure from what.
came back to davitt for some itunes fun, cake and uno.. and i beat the three of them a whooping 4 times in a row.. Erik will be very proud of me
during the day i traded texts with mr. coffey. didn't end up meeting him last night .. i did go to the Times and Coogans to see Kel. Tim and i was taking advantage of the fact that she was not with her shit head boyfriend. It was a very long and exhausting day.. so i put on my banana pjs and climbed into bed. and here i am.. a list of things to do and debating over brian or the oscars tonight. stay tuned.
matt and dre
me teaching dre how to be irish
Corbett and Sweeney
we are leprachans
look ma
dre finishes #1
thursday; i spent a meeting last week daydreaming out the window and contemplating what exactly it was i was going to do in the begining of March. there was something, something big, important. what was it.. and then i remembered- Erik. It was a vague aggreement.. i would call the begining of march. well i waited 3 days. and then on thursday night i picked up the phone and called before i had a moment to think about what i would say. It all happened so fast that as soon as I heard his voice i lost all train of thought and ended up leaving a very silly and excited voice mail.
he called when i was curled up with miss maevey kate reading when you give a pig a pancake. i took the call for a few minutes because i just couldn't bring myself to hang up on him. For a very long time i said i didn't know how i would know when i was ready, but i knew when i wasn't. and i was ready.. there in maeve's pink room, with butterflies, and bunnies i was ready. I smiled so long and so wide my cheeks hurt. We shared small stuff, things that didn't matter but i couldn't hear enough of it. And i was proud to share my own small accomplishments and trouble i've caused.
i did finally say i would call him back when i got home and got back to my two little angels desperately clinging to consciousness.
I ran a red light and then up my front stairs dailing as i shedded my coat and bag. we talked for hours .. i laughed alot and babbled so much it was embarrasing.. i just wanted to talk to him. I am soo proud of him, he is making his own adventures the adventures that were taken away from him.. and he is going to travel, and teach, and climb mountains. and he missed me.. and will miss me.. and i was never a second choice, or something his brother convinced him to do.. and that is what i learned over this last few months. I saved us. our friendship and everything we had. I was the strong one and it reminds you there is nothing you can't do, that you can't handle.
Friday: needless to say i was not really present. i was ready to run at 3:44. and did.. went home layered up and took my charlie card to the blue line then the aquirium to pick up sar and matt.we ate some pizza and then found shelter from the cold in a barnes and noble.. we all know how much i LOVE bookstores so i was perfectly content browsing the aisles.. finally i came back to sip my tea and administer these quizes i found to the happy couple. how well do you know your husband/wife. they were very comical. when was the last time she had gum, to what kind of funeral does he want. both passed, so i will allow this union to continue as sceduled. the night ended shortly there after since boston was just a pit stop.. so i said goodbyes and went home..turns out i somehow lost my tv remote so went in the other room and laid on my bed with my kitty cat that was around 9:00. i woke up the next day at 10:00. i am a big believer in when your body has simply done too much thinking and worrying and assessing it will just shut down..and that is what i did.
Saturday: gym. and made plans with dre to come play with me. Simotaniously i was chatting it up with mr. corbett who reminded me of the Harpoon Irish Festival. long story short. Dre came down with Matt and we went and drank alot, listened to some fiddles, bag pipes and did a jig.. i had alot of fun considering i was insane back pain.. not sure from what.
came back to davitt for some itunes fun, cake and uno.. and i beat the three of them a whooping 4 times in a row.. Erik will be very proud of me
during the day i traded texts with mr. coffey. didn't end up meeting him last night .. i did go to the Times and Coogans to see Kel. Tim and i was taking advantage of the fact that she was not with her shit head boyfriend. It was a very long and exhausting day.. so i put on my banana pjs and climbed into bed. and here i am.. a list of things to do and debating over brian or the oscars tonight. stay tuned.
matt and dre
me teaching dre how to be irish
Corbett and Sweeney
we are leprachans
look ma
dre finishes #1