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I'm not even going to bother editing this- I seem to write so infrequently anymore, I might as well get it all out, even if it's a nightmare of run-ons. I do apologise.
It's been a very good weekend. :) Luxurious to say the least.
Friday: Andy and I bought a hookah. It is black and orange and vaguely reminiscent of a jack o'lantern. It came in on friday, complete with yummy tobacco. Exotic pear, chocolate strawberry, and apple pie. And oh my goodness, but the apple pie is one of the most wonderful things ever. (It even comes with a flag!)
Steph's family came up from virginia, so we went over to her place that night. She cooked us a lovely dinner, we lit the hookah and oogled the cirque de soleil, with plenty of room for snarky comments on costuming. Jes and I had an interesting conversation about fitness/ what we want to be, and despite the specifics of the goals being completely seperate, it's curious how similar they are- we seem to want the same things for ourselves. It'll be interesting to see where that takes us, and if we can encourage each other in it. Revolutionary idea, i know, for two people who have both been looking out for workout buddies for a long time, but communication has always been a rare thing in our family. We seem to be going around that now and finding solidarity- I think it's needed.
The family* showed up a bit after nine o'clock, so we quickly extinguished the hookah (some things are just difficult to explain to six year olds) and had a really nice time just catching up with them. (*And as for the wording- in my head, it's my family. No, they're not connected to us on the family tree --yet-- but it remains. family. None of us even bother pretending differently at this point, although it takes some explaining whenever I say "my little sister" and just about anyone else is now confused, because they thought i didn't have any sisters? But yes, you see, I do, and they're fantastic.)
We talked a lot about darbukastan & new mexico- i really want to visit it with them- and current events and had terrific chocolate cake. A good time was had by all. I really wish that I lived closer to them.
Saturday: was a dull, icky kind of day to start with. Later, we took everyone- literally- my family, steph's family, their old friends- out to a Pirates' game. Really beautiful day, especially after all the cold rain we've been getting. We didn't get to really talk to anyone- just waved at each other manically at opposite ends of the row. We were surrounded by small children, hecklers very loudly rooting for the braves, and other people heckling the hecklers at every chance. The pirates won, and we were amused. Most of us went out to eat, even though it was nearly eleven o'clock. The poor girl was worn out by the entire day, and once she seemed to be getting sleepy and discontent I had her come over and sit on my lap, where she promptly fell fast asleep.
The thought of having children kind of terrifies me, but one of the most fantastic things is whenever they see you, shout your name, and leap into your arms. Even more heartwarming is when they snuggle in your lap and fall asleep in your arms. (I may have mixed thoughts about kids, but it doesn't stop me from being weirdly maternal, especially with someone else's. )
Instead of ending the day there, Jes & steph came over to finish off the chocolate cake and smoke (apple pie.) It was really nice to just hang out- not even talking, we were tall too tired, just lounging and blowing smoke rings. (or making funny faces trying to, in the case of me and stephanie.)
Sunday: Woke up early & went to church, still smelling of spice & smoke. Sound went pretty well- I've learned to get a pretty good, and consistant, balance, and i seem to do it easily; a little more of a challenge is remembering the common sense things- like plugging things to the right channel, say. Oops.
Chris & his fiancee (!!) Joy came up for a mother's day surprise. I didn't get to talk to him much- literally less than five minutes- but it was really, really great to see him, especially looking so happy. She's lovely, and I can't tell you how glad it makes me.
We came home & slept, listening to moody violins & cellos & the thunderstorms rolling in. Went out for dinner with andy's family, ate way too much. We came back and (you guessed it!) smoked and watched the Queen, which was really quite good.
So- hookah three nights in a row, some of the most luxurient sweet things ever, really fantastic company- I can't tell you how listless I've gotten, not having friends around. I really need this as a sort of refocusing point- I seem to be finally getting around to my figurative spring cleaning, as late as it is. It's strange- things are tighter & generally a little more stressful than they have been in a while, and yet things are good. All is well.
It's been a very good weekend. :) Luxurious to say the least.
Friday: Andy and I bought a hookah. It is black and orange and vaguely reminiscent of a jack o'lantern. It came in on friday, complete with yummy tobacco. Exotic pear, chocolate strawberry, and apple pie. And oh my goodness, but the apple pie is one of the most wonderful things ever. (It even comes with a flag!)
Steph's family came up from virginia, so we went over to her place that night. She cooked us a lovely dinner, we lit the hookah and oogled the cirque de soleil, with plenty of room for snarky comments on costuming. Jes and I had an interesting conversation about fitness/ what we want to be, and despite the specifics of the goals being completely seperate, it's curious how similar they are- we seem to want the same things for ourselves. It'll be interesting to see where that takes us, and if we can encourage each other in it. Revolutionary idea, i know, for two people who have both been looking out for workout buddies for a long time, but communication has always been a rare thing in our family. We seem to be going around that now and finding solidarity- I think it's needed.
The family* showed up a bit after nine o'clock, so we quickly extinguished the hookah (some things are just difficult to explain to six year olds) and had a really nice time just catching up with them. (*And as for the wording- in my head, it's my family. No, they're not connected to us on the family tree --yet-- but it remains. family. None of us even bother pretending differently at this point, although it takes some explaining whenever I say "my little sister" and just about anyone else is now confused, because they thought i didn't have any sisters? But yes, you see, I do, and they're fantastic.)
We talked a lot about darbukastan & new mexico- i really want to visit it with them- and current events and had terrific chocolate cake. A good time was had by all. I really wish that I lived closer to them.
Saturday: was a dull, icky kind of day to start with. Later, we took everyone- literally- my family, steph's family, their old friends- out to a Pirates' game. Really beautiful day, especially after all the cold rain we've been getting. We didn't get to really talk to anyone- just waved at each other manically at opposite ends of the row. We were surrounded by small children, hecklers very loudly rooting for the braves, and other people heckling the hecklers at every chance. The pirates won, and we were amused. Most of us went out to eat, even though it was nearly eleven o'clock. The poor girl was worn out by the entire day, and once she seemed to be getting sleepy and discontent I had her come over and sit on my lap, where she promptly fell fast asleep.
The thought of having children kind of terrifies me, but one of the most fantastic things is whenever they see you, shout your name, and leap into your arms. Even more heartwarming is when they snuggle in your lap and fall asleep in your arms. (I may have mixed thoughts about kids, but it doesn't stop me from being weirdly maternal, especially with someone else's. )
Instead of ending the day there, Jes & steph came over to finish off the chocolate cake and smoke (apple pie.) It was really nice to just hang out- not even talking, we were tall too tired, just lounging and blowing smoke rings. (or making funny faces trying to, in the case of me and stephanie.)
Sunday: Woke up early & went to church, still smelling of spice & smoke. Sound went pretty well- I've learned to get a pretty good, and consistant, balance, and i seem to do it easily; a little more of a challenge is remembering the common sense things- like plugging things to the right channel, say. Oops.
Chris & his fiancee (!!) Joy came up for a mother's day surprise. I didn't get to talk to him much- literally less than five minutes- but it was really, really great to see him, especially looking so happy. She's lovely, and I can't tell you how glad it makes me.
We came home & slept, listening to moody violins & cellos & the thunderstorms rolling in. Went out for dinner with andy's family, ate way too much. We came back and (you guessed it!) smoked and watched the Queen, which was really quite good.
So- hookah three nights in a row, some of the most luxurient sweet things ever, really fantastic company- I can't tell you how listless I've gotten, not having friends around. I really need this as a sort of refocusing point- I seem to be finally getting around to my figurative spring cleaning, as late as it is. It's strange- things are tighter & generally a little more stressful than they have been in a while, and yet things are good. All is well.