April 22-28

sunday:
an early start. some tv is watched, dave lieberman is the typical way i begin my sundays. i decide that this summer will be the summer of my tan and kick things off by sitting outside with my book for a bit. i catch up with the sis on the phone. basically, it's just a lazy sunday.

monday:
while in a metting at work lisa calls me. at first i worry that something is wrong, but she just called to say hi. i explain that i'm in the middle of giving a presentation and i'll have to call her back. she says okay and then asks me why i'm going to cry at the patty griffin concert. she always knows how to make me laugh at all of the wrong times. again, no cable tech. bastards! but magically the problem that was only under this roof, becomes "area wide", and then appears to be fixed. we now have LOGO! it appears that very little in the way of exciting is on this network, but it’s nice to see that it’s now an option. i attempt going to bed, but somehow wind up reading 55 more pages of the road. i’m beginning to wonder if i’ll ever know for sure what happened. i hope i don’t get mad and throw the book across the room like my sister did with the devil wears prada? (she hated one book so much that she tossed it across the room, maybe it was she’s come undone?)

tuesday:
a not so great day at work, it was bound to happen, i’ve had too many good days in a row. i just kept chanting, "i hate you all i hate you all", while it didn’t really help anything it made me feel better. mr. wonder is a beautiful, beautiful man. i find it hard to stay focused when he’s around. another sunny and warm day. i drive home with the windows down and the sunglasses on. speaking of, i plan on finding a new pair while shopping the next day. i get home and sit on the lanai, how very golden girls of me, and work on the tan whilst reading a few more pages. i finish disc 1 of dante’s cove. the camp factor is off the charts, the acting took a bit of a turn. while the overabundance of eye candy is hard to deny, i think i’ll hold off on the next disc for a bit.

wednesday:
i don’t want to leave the house for i am this close to finishing my book. that’s both good and bad. good because i can’t wait to find out what happens to them. bad because i have nothing lined up to read next. but i head out all the same. it’s wednesday, so that means spending money that i really shouldn’t be spending once again. the mom and i hit target and i just pick up a couple of cards. next is kohl’s where i find some more sexy underwear, some socks, some kick ass sunglasses (see, i told you), and a stuffed cars thing as a joke for chels. next up is macy’s where i swear i’m not going to buy anything. i even refuse to look at the men’s stuff knowing how weak my self-control is. so of course i wander into bedding, while my mom is looking for some new towels. and of course i find something i can’t live without. i mean what the hell is my problem? i just redid my bedroom like two years ago, and here i was buying a new comforter. but, it was $200 and i got it for $34, i mean come on. how could i not? plus i dubbed it my spring/summer look and told myself the other one would be fall/winter. then we went paint shopping at homodepot for my mom. after that was some seriously delicious lunch at max & erma’s and then a stop for some ice cream. the sign mislead us into thinking the large had two scoops when in fact it had more like five. i feel sick. i finally call B back and catch up for a bit. excited and scared, the big move is a few days away. i call lisa to set up the plans for sunday, road trip and patty! then call ms. k back and catch up on movies, books and tv among other things.

thursday:
the day from hell at work. i saw someone freak out, then quit. yikes. very little went right, and i tried my best to convince myself to walk out as well. for different reasons. i came home to a new episode of Lost, so things did improve somewhat.

friday:
i came home from work and told myself that i had to finish the road before i was allowed to go outside and play. finish it i did. i’m not gonna lie, it kinda sorta broke my little heart. i don’t know why i wasn’t expecting it, but i didn’t really prepare myself for that ending at all. i spent an eternity trying to decide what to wear. the weather, being in a constant state of flux, is messing with me every chance it gets. too warm for a sweater, too cool for my beloved flip flops. begrudgingly i headed out in my awesome new brown shoes rather than the flip flops. as i made my way up north jules called me to get the skinny on the evening’s activities. she tells me that T & J are coming, and i’m not sure what to make of this news. i need time to prepare for things like this, and the thirty or so minutes that i have simply won’t cut it. she informs me that she found out she has a class to teach earlier than she realized the following day and therefore won’t make dinner. she thinks drinks after is still an option, she promises to keep us informed. i make it to the restaurant a bit early so i drive around to kill some time. after two detours i decide to just go to the restaurant and see what’s up. as i attempt to find a parking place some fool almost backs into me, turns out it was B. haha. he and nikki are there, so we wait for a table together. i get asked to be in the wedding! so we sit and wait and chat a bit and i look up and see T & J coming in and i get a little nervous. we hug, we say hello, we catch up, and it turns out to be a lot of worry for nothing. ms. k and scott show up and we find ourselves a table. we eat, we talk, we laugh, we reminisce for two hours and it feels like 1995 all over again. T announces that it feels like the last episode of 90210 to her. my plan is to bail on drinks since i have to be up at 3am and the drive is way too long for any of that business. it turns out that everyone else is calling it an early evening as well, i picture jules about to meet up with us only to discover that there’s no one to meet up with. as we stood outside the restaurant hugging and saying our goodbyes i look up to discover our junior high gym teacher walking towards us. we all freak out as he passes by us, like he’s a celebrity or something. we were all too much in shock to even say anything to him. i contemplate running up to him and asking him if he still forces young boys to play pin ball. aka running the risk of suffering from a form of mild retardation. i of course screwed myself by being an amazing pin guard once, so i was forever chosen as the pin guard from that moment on. it really hurt. after revisiting the wonder years these past few weeks, and then our dinner reunion, seeing coach b somehow seems fitting. i head home smiling.

saturday:
i have some pizza, how unusual i know. i get caught up on grey’s anatomy, 30 rock, and two of the four scrubs i have on the DVR. keara calls me to inform me that she met jimmy on the streets of NY. i find myself asleep at 9 something on the couch, and then officially call it a night at 10:30 when i head to bed. i want to be well rested for patty and the road trip the following day. lisa thinks I’m joking her when I keep texting her that i will be bawling like a little baby the moment patty steps on stage.