what's that smell?

the drama in my life has all abated. this is good for me considering none of it was really mine. if you believe in prayer, juju or whatnot send some out in the world. this place is nutty.

good thing: we're heading to new york. can't wait to email folks and set up coffee and dinner and movie dates. yay!

i don't know why but i've been indulging, though i'm not sure that is the correct word, in an extremely guilty pleasure. tabloid websites. i don't know what it is. i can't stop lately. i'll be sitting at work, wiling the hours away looking at perez hilton or x17. i think it's the devil.


my co-worker (oh she of cat lovin') continues to scare me. i just heard her on the phone, "Oh, I'm ok! I'm going on another trip. That's what people who have no life do..they go on trips...people like me!"  the exclamation points are not exaggerated.

so i'm down 15.5 pounds. finally. after two and half months of ass busting elliptical burning cardio - i've dropped a size. woo hoo. the challenge is on to get back to grad school weight. i hate to even think of typing how much that will be. i'm more proud that i'm managing to do this in atlanta. home of the fatty, fried, dipped, buttered and creamed EVERYTHING. well, mostly.

back to work. i have an exciting night of babysitting ahead of me. i have been missing my niece lately. i miss the baby nieces too. one was just in the hospital for some rare kind of staph infection. poor little sweetheart! she's fine though and hopefully my sister's brood will move their asses out of alaska and back to the mainland.

that is all.

Breathe again

Well, now I feel much better. Most dramas have been pushed back to their scary corners and I am breathing more easily. JC teases me about counting months together- I don't care. Today marks the last month I can do so. We've been hitched for 11 months. It sounds counterintuitive to me to say it's FAR better today than 11 months ago. JC says that's what he always figured would happen. He has buckets more faith than I do.

I'm waiting for one grad school supervisor to send in a form and then I can FINALLY send in my license application. Of everyone I sent rec forms to she's the last one I thought would take forever. Go figure.

I am playing endless amounts of Scrabulous with JC. It became our habit during the writer's strike. So now, after dinner, we sit, he with his black laptop and I with my Mac and play the game on Facebook. We're tied for wins. I say it's only because he uses the word lookup function FAR too often.

I wonder if buying a house in Portland is going to be feasible. Everything anywhere west of 82nd is far and above our price range. North of Powell, East of 15th, all too much. We've limited our search to townhomes/condos at this point. We'll see. Again, PDXers please keep a look out for anything cute for us :)

Word to your moms.

CF

Things surrounding me have mostly been fucked up, to be perfectly honest.

I'm still reeling from my friend's impromptu and seemingly baseless leaving of her husband.

My nieces have been hospitalized all week.

My sister is having some pretty severe untreated PTSD issues.

My great aunt and uncle were missing for one day-- they've been found, thank God.

Myself? I'm fine. I continue to sweat, sleep, eat and overthink our impending move. Mostly, I just want to be there already.

My sister said, "Why? I mean..you just got here?" I said, "Why not? I know I don't like it."

I am pretty sick of people's assumptions of how "LIFE SHOULD BE LIVED" lately. I include myself.



Well, now I feel better.

It's a date

Oh the double meanings. A date?

Well, for one, I've finally made it back to LJ. I had an episode there in the last three weeks. It happens. I know now, after 20 years of this, what to do. It means toning down and not forcing myself into things that aren't comfortable. On the other hand, I stay secluded and that's not really good. But, I do what I can to get by.

So, for two (yeah, it's bad English), JC and I determined our eta for Portland. We're both relieved and thrilled to be heading back 'home'. Though it's definitely got it's minuses for the both of us- the plusses are over and above the little good we could say for the rest of the country we've lived in. We're taking off mid-June.

Thirdly, I'm off tonight for my first meal in a restaurant for which I had to make reservations. Actually, it's a first for the both of us. So sad. But better late than never. It's JC's birthday this weekend and I'm treating him to a chill, though I hope special, birthday weekend. I've planned a 'day in' a 'day out' and just a day to chill. Complete with movies, hikes and massage. What more could he want?

Cheers!