in which i'm bitter
why oh why oh why oh why oh why could i have not been born in the twenties?
i spent all day in the computer room dancing the charleston. eventually, i got so voracious in my kicks and arm flings that i think i pulled the muscle at the back of my knee.
i babysat two of the most adorable little creatures yesterday, who managed to make off with a handful of my clothing. i couldn't help it. we were dressing up, and they were so beautiful, little princesses in gumboots.
they never referred to me as grace. they referred to me as "the princess", because when they first saw me i was wearing a big poofy skirt, and a plastic tiara and necklace. it was disgustingly disney. but at the same time, fun. it was nice playing dress up and being a kid again, even if i was trying to satiate the both of them throughout their entire visit.
bonus? might get a babysitting job out of the whole affair. $$$$$!
later, carmin took me to earls as a valentines day gift, where i nearly dumped him in favour of the garlic mashed potatoes. i also got a few absurdly decadent tasting chocolates out of the deal. score.
we headed back to his house, and ended up spending time together till one in the morning. i use that term lightly, considering that from about 11:45 to 12:45, we both were in and out of sleep. mostly in. i think i woke up once or twice when he twitched, and i distinctly remember us having a tiny conversation, and me saying something along the lines of "when i felt both your arms around me, for a moment i thought you weren't holding the dog. then i remembered."
and to me, it made sense until he called me on it later on.
it was nice. very nice. a throwback to maine island, which was one of the best vacations i ever took.
oh, young love.
i spent all day in the computer room dancing the charleston. eventually, i got so voracious in my kicks and arm flings that i think i pulled the muscle at the back of my knee.
i babysat two of the most adorable little creatures yesterday, who managed to make off with a handful of my clothing. i couldn't help it. we were dressing up, and they were so beautiful, little princesses in gumboots.
they never referred to me as grace. they referred to me as "the princess", because when they first saw me i was wearing a big poofy skirt, and a plastic tiara and necklace. it was disgustingly disney. but at the same time, fun. it was nice playing dress up and being a kid again, even if i was trying to satiate the both of them throughout their entire visit.
bonus? might get a babysitting job out of the whole affair. $$$$$!
later, carmin took me to earls as a valentines day gift, where i nearly dumped him in favour of the garlic mashed potatoes. i also got a few absurdly decadent tasting chocolates out of the deal. score.
we headed back to his house, and ended up spending time together till one in the morning. i use that term lightly, considering that from about 11:45 to 12:45, we both were in and out of sleep. mostly in. i think i woke up once or twice when he twitched, and i distinctly remember us having a tiny conversation, and me saying something along the lines of "when i felt both your arms around me, for a moment i thought you weren't holding the dog. then i remembered."
and to me, it made sense until he called me on it later on.
it was nice. very nice. a throwback to maine island, which was one of the best vacations i ever took.
oh, young love.