grumbly
This weekend I sat around feeling unusually grumbly. Friday night when all should have been good cause it was Friday and everything was possible, I felt grumptastic and despite my best efforts remained in a foul state. As a result, an incendiary comment I made during the new Battlestar Galactica caused a fight with Jeff--marring a nice evening. No sex was had.
Saturday Jeff went off to try on suits with his groomsmen and then spent the rest of the day playing video games and drinking beer at his buddy's. This was good for me as I woke feeling like crap--my RA was acting up and my whole body hurt. A hot shower, plenty of advil and laying around feeling sorry for myself helped clear some of the pain, but not my mood. So I went and got my toes done and my brows waxed. That was sort of nice and not too pricey either.
Lucky for me, gucky had agreed to venture down to Santa Clara to meet a mehndi artist, so I had something to look forward to doing. We braved the 101 and my stick shift driving to reminisce over the Lawrence Expressway. Kamala, the henna lady, seems very talented. We talked designs, prices and driving distances. She did a test design on my hand (as well as gucky's) so I can compare two dye-lots. So far no difference (can you see the R and J?), but pretty nonetheless.
The bridal mehndi will be more intricate on both my feet and the inside and outside of my hands. HOT.
Sunday I did a little shopping and remembered how much I freakin' hate shopping. But damn it, I want stuff. When I have to pay, shouldn't it be easier? I walked away with 2 button down shirts for $20 and $25 respectively (one I may return) and a ridiculous cap sleeved jacket from Banana Republic I have no business buying cause it is so expensive and so silly and not versatile at all. But I really like it. I noticed online it was about $15 cheaper so I'm going to take it in for a price adjustment. Or maybe a return.
Saturday Jeff went off to try on suits with his groomsmen and then spent the rest of the day playing video games and drinking beer at his buddy's. This was good for me as I woke feeling like crap--my RA was acting up and my whole body hurt. A hot shower, plenty of advil and laying around feeling sorry for myself helped clear some of the pain, but not my mood. So I went and got my toes done and my brows waxed. That was sort of nice and not too pricey either.
Lucky for me, gucky had agreed to venture down to Santa Clara to meet a mehndi artist, so I had something to look forward to doing. We braved the 101 and my stick shift driving to reminisce over the Lawrence Expressway. Kamala, the henna lady, seems very talented. We talked designs, prices and driving distances. She did a test design on my hand (as well as gucky's) so I can compare two dye-lots. So far no difference (can you see the R and J?), but pretty nonetheless.
The bridal mehndi will be more intricate on both my feet and the inside and outside of my hands. HOT.
Sunday I did a little shopping and remembered how much I freakin' hate shopping. But damn it, I want stuff. When I have to pay, shouldn't it be easier? I walked away with 2 button down shirts for $20 and $25 respectively (one I may return) and a ridiculous cap sleeved jacket from Banana Republic I have no business buying cause it is so expensive and so silly and not versatile at all. But I really like it. I noticed online it was about $15 cheaper so I'm going to take it in for a price adjustment. Or maybe a return.