this is just a reminder for me -- and preview of what is to come, maybe --
- my kitty cat update, he's much better now!
- have you ever shared a toothbrush?
- More on the life and times of Miss Gladys -- maybe she gets a new name!
- phlegm nuggets -- when will they stop?
- best date ideas ever
- The best gift ever trifecta (sp? just doesn't look right good god I' can't spell)
- How spell check saves my butt on a daily basis: my issues with incontinence ( the word, not the function )
- high on a nasal decongestant
- song lyrics that get stuck in my head
- politics -- can we get a real canidate to run?
- birthday highlights
- why i hate my job, but love to work
- a rant on babies -- in preperation for my visit to Milwuakee to see Kate
- fortune cookies
- yes, I cheat at UNO -- an apology
- Kristen's Rules for Cribbage
but it has started to walk -- yes, that's right -- I've commenced on a walking lunch hour -- so instead of KitKats and potato chips, I am walking through my lunch hour, around in circles for now -- but once the weather improves -- the variety will as well. Now, for the big gasperoonie -- I've considering joining a gym, so that I can eliminate some of my squishiness. We'll see what transpires in the comming weeks -- but yes, I'd just like to clarify -- I do not run, I walk briskly -- well as fast as my little legs will go-- and my walking buddy is on the tall side so I have extra steps to take to keep up with her -- but so far so good. I even bought an outfit for walkings (well two actually -- I don't want to be that person who wears the same thing)
What I'm reading this week:
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel García Márquez, Edith Grossman (Translator) -- it's a little slow and it reads like a translation -- I'll know more once I get past page 20 -- but the font is so small and jam packed on the page it makes me sleepy to read.
One for the Money (Stephanie Plum Mystery Series #1) by Janet Evanovich-- Almost done -- this book is hysterical, I have the rest of the Stephanie Plum series to read and then off to Janet's romance books. Thanks for letting me borrow the books Sara!
Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah-- The new Kristin Hannah book I had to have, I love her books -- they make me cry and apprently the new hormonal me loves to cry- shocking, and yet true.
Dream When You're Feeling Blue by Elizabeth Berg -- only a couple pages into it and I'm really into the main charachters head already poor Kitty, her boyfriend is away to war (wwII) and she's commited to writing him a letter a day.
So I'll admit it -- I'm not the best descion maker, ok let me re-phrase, I like making descions but I'm not so speedy at it, and when it comes to where to eat, what to do -- I'm at a loss, mostly because I enjoy myself the most when surrounded by the proper company.
I'm A o k sitting on the sofa - playing with yarn, whining about supermodels and fasionistas and whiny designers, and bad brides on TV-- obviously this sofa was set in Gwennie's house, I am also a o k with playing cards, sitting around drinking beers, being silly goofy me, I don't need fanfare - yes, it's fun to get out - see & do new things, but make the decision to do so - is a little overwhelming -- what's wrong with the couch, dinner and movie, playing some game that I will try and cheat at...?
So for my birthday - it is my job to take command of the weekend before and plan something... Dave asked me what I want to do -- and honestly, as sick and disgusting as this is -- I just want to be with him. He's ditching me for a baseball game on my birthday proper and I have a family dinner ritual to attend to anyway so I am supposed to think up something special and fantastic for my birthday, yet at the same time -- not lame.
My problem with this whole thing is the pressure -- I've never been in a relationship on my birthday, I've had the curse of March since dear god, well always -- if I've been in a relationship at Christmas - it has surely failed by the time my birthday rolls around. In addition, I have never had birthday sex -- I know this is lame, but it's never happened on my birthday, and I was very convinced that I'd have fantastic wonderous birthday sex this year, but alas -- due to the way the calander fell --- and baseball season... another year will have to pass.
So I'm trying to decide what to do the weekend before my birthday... We will be celebrating Friday and Saturday. Friday night - I'd like to eat something, watch a movie or tv and have a couple beers, maybe play monopoly or scrabble. Saturday, I want to do something fun -- but it's MARCH in MINNESOTA and there's snow and nothing fun to do outside -- so this is what I've come up with courtesy of citypages.com: so yep, I've decided -- I want to get either pizza or wings and spend time with Dave, that's what I want to do for my birthday. Or else that Polka Dancing looked fun... I can't decide.
Now, what I want for my birthday present is going to be viewed equally as lame -- I just want a card, yes, that's it - a birthday card - preferably something more sweet and less funny -- but I'll be happy either way -- with some sort of heartfelt message handwritten to me. If he wanted to be a show stopper he could get me 4 cards one for friday - saturday - sunday and of course one for the real official birthday monday... but I'm only really hoping for one and that's all I really want -- and I know he hates shopping for cards so I'm almost expecting him to not get me a card, but he can never complain that I'm hard to shop for.
