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weekend in PA, with m!

Man, I waited too long to write an entry about this. She’s already tewtally summed up the entire weekend with all the details.

I got there on Thursday and it took over two hours (gasp) to get up to Lansdale from the airport. And m picked me up and stepped out of the car with heels and shades and that sassy style she always oozes. (MAN, I love her.)

Anyway, after I was blasted with m-hottness we headed *directly* to the beer distributor to cool off with a case of Strongbows. I don’t even really remember the details of that night except we ended up sitting on her stoop drinking until the early morning hours. (Which we also did on Friday night as well. Really, if that’s all I do when I’m in Souderton, I am a happy girl.)

I *love* having conversations with m. We have different approaches to life’s most serious questions, but always come to similar conclusions on things, with laughter. I am always learning from her. She’s really so special to me. I didn’t even blink at flying in for her birthday. And it didn’t have to be some stewpid special number like “30″. (Puh-lease.)

We slept in on Friday together and later on volunteered at AC’s foozball game. I totally thought he scored, at one point, only to realize it was the other team’s player of the same number. (I am completely football retarded.)

That night we had vegan tacos at her mom’s house with family and they were SO GOOD. Her mom also made this delicious vegan lemon cake. (I nearly died, but kept it together by only having two pieces.)

Saturday the BG flew in and I swear it was like we hadn’t been apart for a month. All the missing and hard work and patience is worth it to me, when I see him finally. My heart absolutely grows fonder. :)

I tried to, during the morning hours on Saturday before the BG’s arrival, remain calm about seeing him, keep m near the house and imagine all these people that were going to show up later that afternoon. Jason and I had been secretly planning on having friends and family stop over to wish the special girl a happy birthday. (She’s so damn feisty though. “Let’s go to the bike race!”… I’m like, uhhh. Ok then! Uhhhh!?)

It worked out. Jason had managed to get her (and us) to walk back by saying some “friends had stopped by”. There were already about twelve people there when we arrived back home. Steadily, more people appeared… coworkers, friends, neighbors and more family. She didn’t quite get it at first, I don’t think.

We had so much food, so many people and so much fun. It was perfect. I drank more Strongbows during the weekend than I ever have on any occasion. (We went through something like four cases!)

BG and I shared an amazing night together and then geared up to be taken to the airport on Sunday. I’ll admit that saying goodbye wasn’t as hard this time, because we had talked more about our future and our dreams over the weekend. Maybe a part of me has gotten used to the distance, a bit. I have a lot going on now that he’s gone, and I miss him still. But it’s ok; we’re both on important missions. :) I’ll see him in two months before Thanksgiving.

I know m had a great weekend, and it was particularly fantastic for me because I was around my favorite people in the world. I told m that she should bring AC down to my parents’ house during the Xmas break so that we can all hang out together. (My mom hasn’t seen her in seven years and I think they only met once.)

:D

Yay for family, friends, bffs and boyfriends that rock my world.

Flickr pics located here. :)

weekend, camping and updates

I went camping alone at Cape Meares this weekend. It rocked.

I started off Saturday morning at the UPS store shipping a box of happiness to the BG. At that point I had no idea where I was going to end up camping because most of the sites I tried to reserve were booked. The dude at UPS actually told me about Cape Meares and printed me a map and directions (what a nice guy!). It was super easy to get to, just outside of Tillamook, and there was no one there save for a few stray walkers along the beach during daylight.

It was just what I needed, apparently, because since then I’ve felt really great. Accomplishing goals do that for me. :)

For Five Hours...

This week, on Thursday, I’m going to walk over to Habitat for Humanity’s ReStore warehouse (which is just one block from my work building) and talk to a guy named Joe about volunteering on Saturdays. I’m pretty excited about it.

I finished another sizable site at work this week and it’s going to look awesome when it goes live. I didn’t design it, Hilary did, but I did all the page layout in CSS. There were some hurdles I had to jump over to get everything looking right because the original site was done with tables. I had to take apart everything and rearrange some stuff. Anyway, the bosses and Hilary are happy and so am I.

I’ve been riding my bike to and from work for two weeks now and I’m having major pain in my left hip. It’s the same stupid pain I get when I stand in a line for too long, or wash dishes in the same spot without moving, or standing and waiting for the bus… except this is like 20 times worse. I believe my bicycle needs adjustment. My handlebars are low, I have long legs and a short-ish torso. There’s definitely something up, so I’m waiting for a call back from the downtown Bike Gallery. I am making an appointment for a fitting service. It’s $75 and they have a one-year guarantee (I can go back any time and fine tune adjustments as necessary). Hopefully this works and the pain subsides. I bailed on salsa class last night because I could barely walk.

There are a few people I’ve talked to via email that I’m hoping to meet soon; one from CL and two I got connected to through m. They all sound like sweethearts.

And speaking of sweethearts, last night I hung out with Holly and it was great. That girl kicks ass.

I have 8 more days until I see m. We shall re-spark the tewtal awesomeness that I miss so much.

My goal for this weekend is to figure out my Holga, which I got in the mail yesterday. The packaging and stuff that it came with looks pretty sweet. I’m set. I’m not sure if I have enough time to take pics and get them developed before I leave for PA; I’d like to make sure I’m doing this shit right before I take photos when I’m with m. We’ll see.

Teehee!!!

it’s oh so quiet… almost

The trip back east was rigorous but good. I met a lot of amazing people, saw a lot of new things and ate food I thought I wouldn’t like.

We spent three days in PA visiting with my family, and as soon as we landed in Philadelphia I was missing Portland already. The hot, steamy humidity of the east coast summer was kinda gross. I really never got used to it, anyway. But, I was looking forward to all the things that I would get to expose the BG to: Rita’s Water Ice, Singapore and Horizons.

We ate at Horizons the day we flew in, and it was everything I missed. I think BG was impressed. :) Then we hung out with my family for the weekend and I didn’t really hit that wall that I was so used to hitting. I felt completely fine. I was… *gasp*… relaxed! They liked the BG and I think he liked them, too.

Monday we flew from Philadelphia to Atlanta where I was about to start the grand tour of Georgia. It was hotter, bugs sounded different, the food was foreign and the accents were addictive. Everyone in his family was really sweet, cooking for us with each stop we made. I tried fried okra, creamed corn (which I hated as a kid), collard greens, corn bread, pecan pie and boiled peanuts, just to list off the highlights. Everything was excellent!

We also spent some time in Athens, where I met some of his friends, who were all awesome. (While we were there, BG hit something while driving and pierced the fuel tank on his Stanza. Our week didn’t really change much, besides renting a car to finish it off, but I feel bad that it *still* isn’t fixed and he had planned to be up in NC by now! I just wish I could help him… Ugh.)

Then, up in the North Georgia mountains, we camped on Thursday night where I didn’t sleep much because the bugs sounded so damn weird. Friday we ended the weekend back in suburban Atlanta where I met his brother. The place in which he lived reminded me exactly of Northern Virginia. Cookie cutter homes, traffic, young trees and open areas with new shopping centers. I really really really felt like I was in Virginia. While we were there we drove downtown to shop for CDs and eat at Soul Vegetarian. Tasty! And vegan!

The trip was fun. And for the most part I was very happy, though, there was a sense of sadness and anticipation that stayed with me throughout. I was not looking forward to saying goodbye. But with BG’s surprise style, the goodbye was actually the highlight of my week.

So now I’m hack home. And I am starting out at the same spot as when I moved here, it seems. Over the course of five months, I got into a groove and now… my groove is gone! The only thing to do is fill up my weekends with things to do and see, and people to be with, but also keep focused on why I’m here to begin with.

“What am I doing here again?”

Thrive on my self for a while.

Since I’ve been back, this is what I’ve been up to:

Yoga. Riding my bike to work. (All of a sudden I do not feel like drinking alcohol! Sweet.) Eating better: salads, fruit, veggies and NOT spending money across the street at the coffee shop. Budgeting. Salsa dance class on Tuesday nights that my coworker teaches. Spanish class in September on Mondays. Letting my hair grow. Emotional discipline. Reading, writing (in a journal). And sleeping diagonally. ;)

I also get to see m in three weeks. :)

And I have my Xmas flight booked for the winter break with BG. :) :)

I will take advantage of these 22 months. Not mope. If anything, they should be more rewarding than before I met the BG. Because now, I *truly* get to focus on me… I won’t be putting any energy into dating or flirting. I can do whatever I want to do and care even less what people think. I can focus on friends, activities, the solitude that I find so comforting, and still miss that special person I never thought I’d find.

into

I learn from people who are into shit.

<3

chilly in july

We had summer for about a week earlier this month. It reached 100 degrees on a few days but felt nothing like summers do on the east coast. It was bearable. This week it has dipped back down to the upper 70’s, lower 80’s and there is a crispness to the air that is reminiscent of an eastern early spring.

I love it.

Last Friday, I sold the motorcycle… to someone who hasn’t ridden in fifteen years. It was stressful to watch him leave. I called him the next morning to make sure he made it home safe. The moment he was gone and I was looking at the cash he gave me, I felt a huge sense of financial relief.

This week I’ve paid off debts. Namely, my parents, from whom I borrowed money for the first time. The savings account is also finally showing a balance, and I don’t really feel guilty buying stuff now. Not that I’m being frivolous…

Time is winding down for the BG and I, and I am anxious. I have been paying attention to the hours when he is not around, making sure I feel good… and I do. In fact, I feel really good. Since Holly and Jay have adjusted their schedules, all four of us are now home together on Monday nights, which have turned into dinner/house meetings/general socializing/catching up with each other. I’ve worked on a few small freelance projects here and there and managed to start a garden with all the plants the BG has so awesomely given to me.

New Plants!

I’ve been taking the bus and walking everywhere (goooooo less dependency on oil!) for the past two months and now that I don’t own a vehicle (for the first time in twelve years!) the tension of travel has subsided. I am calm! I am reading books! I never realized how really quite stressful driving a vehicle can be. Earlier this month I blew through Snow Flower and the Secret Fan and I’ve moved on to Jupiter’s Travels… and it is wonderful.

The trip back east, which I’m sure will be a whirlwind, is something I’m really looking forward to. Besides seeing my family, I’ll get to meet the BG’s family and friends, camp in the mountains of Georgia and see Atlanta. I’ve never been… and I’m excited about it. :)

I’ve thought about skipping the AfterhoursDJs Spinoff this year. Although the trip next week will be awesome, I won’t see m and that really kills me. I’d really like to see hug her before Merry F’in Xmas (or sometime around then) because December is really far away!

We’ll see.

But yea. It’s July. The wind is chilly, and things are good.

argh

All these visions of waltzing into m’s house and surprising the SHIT out of her have all gone to hell.

I hate everything. :( !