This morning, I was taking Cutest Dog In The World out for his morning pee, and on the way back I ran into Roomie and Shakespeare on their way to class. Rhett barked at Shakespeare, which I found hilarious. I mean, he knows and likes him, but I swear he can tell that I don't like him anymore. Roomie, of course, literally turned her back on me.
Then, at lunch today WS and I were taking him out again, and I was telling WS about seeing them...and they came around the corner. WTF? I haven't seen them in forever, and now twice in one day? WS waved, and Shakespeare waved back. Poor guys, lost in girl drama they will never understand.
Taking this into account, as well as Gigi's opinion that some friends are meant for certain time periods, I am feeling much better today. I find that concept very comforting. I hope that I can come to believe it and look back on our time together with fondness and not anger.
Good grief, when I marry WS is this what my relationship drama will be like forever? Sounds SO MUCH like things I have said about BFs of the past.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
April!
Shit so I already missed a day of my blog-every-day-in-April goal...but only by an hour! I say that doesn't count.
So much going on, more than I can accurately write about.
I was talking to my good friend Gigi today, about the situation with Roomie. The best way to describe my feelings right now is to say that they swing all over the place. I go from missing her to the point of tears to thinking she is an immature brat that I am better off without.
She hasn't reached out at all. She has come by a few times to pick up things but doesn't acknowledge me at all. It's been a month almost. It breaks my heart. There are so many things going on in my life right now that I never imagined having to go through without her. I always thought she would be around, someone to cry to, be excited with, get opinions from. This weekend is the huge party that we always go to together. Three years, all the years she has been in school, we have gone together. It's one of my favorite nights of the year. Instead I will likely be spending it doing randomness with WS. That makes me sad.
I guess I am starting to feel the lonely set in. I know, I need to learn to be my own best friend. But it's hard. She was my last younger friend that would go out on a weeknight, or drum up crazy adventures with me. I guess I have to grow up now. I want to make new friends, but I don't know how to go about that.
I have this huge secret amazingness going on in my life right now, and I want SO BADLY to call her and fill her in. But I can't, and it breaks my heart.
OK I promise this April will not be filled with posts about my obsessiveness over my BFF break-up. I promise to come up with something better, I just needed to get that off my chest.
I had to come back and edit this. There is an Avett Brothers lyric that I keep listening to:
I have some friends
who don't know who I am
so I write quotations around the word friends
I have a couple, that have always been there for me
I sort of feel like this sums it all up for me. She accused me of not doing as much for her as she did for me, of not loving her or caring about her. Could she be any more wrong? Does she know me at all? If she did she would know that I felt the depths of her sorrow and the highs of her joys. That I worried and tried to help when she needed it. That I always wanted the best for her.
K, done now, promise :)
So much going on, more than I can accurately write about.
I was talking to my good friend Gigi today, about the situation with Roomie. The best way to describe my feelings right now is to say that they swing all over the place. I go from missing her to the point of tears to thinking she is an immature brat that I am better off without.
She hasn't reached out at all. She has come by a few times to pick up things but doesn't acknowledge me at all. It's been a month almost. It breaks my heart. There are so many things going on in my life right now that I never imagined having to go through without her. I always thought she would be around, someone to cry to, be excited with, get opinions from. This weekend is the huge party that we always go to together. Three years, all the years she has been in school, we have gone together. It's one of my favorite nights of the year. Instead I will likely be spending it doing randomness with WS. That makes me sad.
I guess I am starting to feel the lonely set in. I know, I need to learn to be my own best friend. But it's hard. She was my last younger friend that would go out on a weeknight, or drum up crazy adventures with me. I guess I have to grow up now. I want to make new friends, but I don't know how to go about that.
I have this huge secret amazingness going on in my life right now, and I want SO BADLY to call her and fill her in. But I can't, and it breaks my heart.
OK I promise this April will not be filled with posts about my obsessiveness over my BFF break-up. I promise to come up with something better, I just needed to get that off my chest.
I had to come back and edit this. There is an Avett Brothers lyric that I keep listening to:
I have some friends
who don't know who I am
so I write quotations around the word friends
I have a couple, that have always been there for me
I sort of feel like this sums it all up for me. She accused me of not doing as much for her as she did for me, of not loving her or caring about her. Could she be any more wrong? Does she know me at all? If she did she would know that I felt the depths of her sorrow and the highs of her joys. That I worried and tried to help when she needed it. That I always wanted the best for her.
K, done now, promise :)
Monday, March 23, 2009
blog jump-start
In case you hadn't noticed, my blog is dying. A slow, drawn-out, painful death.
I am not ready to let it go.
Sooo in April, I am doing my own NABLOPOMO (is that right????) and posting every day for the entire month. Or as close as I can get. When I did this in Nov. I really enjoyed it and it kept the blogging juiced flowing. So I really hope this works.
I am also struggling with the content of my blog. When I started it, I anticipated it being full of crazy single-girl stories and antics. My life at that point was filled with mens and drunken adventures. Now my life is full of love, mushiness, and picking out paint colors for my first attempt at cohabitation. And it's short one best friend. These are some serious adjustments.
I don't want to just always blog about how happy I am. But I also don't want to disrespect my relationship by blogging about things that could upset WS or make him feel over-exposed if he found my blog. And I am not ready to give up on my secret just yet. I enjoy having my own hidden place.
It's a fine line.
*********************************************
So while I ponder these issues, I will share a funny story. Not as funny as crazy drunken hook-up stories, funny as in lame and old, but hey. I wasn't going to share this, but WS-if you find and read this, I love you and tried to spare you so don't be mad :)
Last weekend was our trek to Ikea. Good god. That place is SERIOUS work. It was so exhausting, it required multiple snacks. My advice to anyone taking a trip to one is to put granola bars in your purse. That way you don't have to quit half-way through the process to reenergize like I did. However, we did drop a shit-ton of money and got tons of new things for the new apartment. I think it is going to look really nice and grown-up for a budget apartment. I remain incredibly excited about the whole thing.
The funny part was in the car on the way. We took WS's truck so that we could haul our shit home. We almost always take my car places, due to parking issues and my far superior driving and navigating skills. So I was bored, and started poking around. I realized I had never looked in his center console. So I started to open it. I spied a can of chewing tobacco and some other stuff. He flipped and put his arm down on it to shut it. Of course, this only made me want to look in it more. I gave him a piece of my mind on the chewing tobacco, but didn't really care since I knew he didn't buy it and it's not a regular thing. Plus we are both prone to smoking now and again so I can't judge. Then I asked why he didn't want me looking in there, since I already knew the dip was in there. He gave some awkward response. I continued to pry so he said fine, open it. I did, and I started to move stuff around and tease him about the little puppy sculpture from his much-younger sister. Then, I saw IT. And I shut the lid instantly and made another lame joke about the dogs.
His ex-fiancee's engagement ring.
In his truck console.
Holy shit. I knew he had it, and I also know he has taken it back to wherever he got it from and they are giving him credit for it to use towards my ring. We are broke, and I don't care about that. As long as he didn't give me that particular ring I don't give a shit. But why is it in his truck? Does he keep it there all the time? How long has it been there? Let's also add in to this equation that he NEVER LOCKS HIS DOORS. Never. WTF?
I am pretty sure he doesn't think I saw it, but if he does oh well. I am dying to go back and get a better look at it. I was so shocked I didn't see much, just the general shape and the setting. I didn't get a good feel for size.
Those that know me know I am a huge jewelry nerd. I consider myself to be really knowledgable on the topic, and to have really good taste. In fact, I definitely know more than I wish it did, as it makes my own ring situation much more complicated than I wish it were.
Her ring? Absofuckinglutely tacky.
;)
I am not ready to let it go.
Sooo in April, I am doing my own NABLOPOMO (is that right????) and posting every day for the entire month. Or as close as I can get. When I did this in Nov. I really enjoyed it and it kept the blogging juiced flowing. So I really hope this works.
I am also struggling with the content of my blog. When I started it, I anticipated it being full of crazy single-girl stories and antics. My life at that point was filled with mens and drunken adventures. Now my life is full of love, mushiness, and picking out paint colors for my first attempt at cohabitation. And it's short one best friend. These are some serious adjustments.
I don't want to just always blog about how happy I am. But I also don't want to disrespect my relationship by blogging about things that could upset WS or make him feel over-exposed if he found my blog. And I am not ready to give up on my secret just yet. I enjoy having my own hidden place.
It's a fine line.
*********************************************
So while I ponder these issues, I will share a funny story. Not as funny as crazy drunken hook-up stories, funny as in lame and old, but hey. I wasn't going to share this, but WS-if you find and read this, I love you and tried to spare you so don't be mad :)
Last weekend was our trek to Ikea. Good god. That place is SERIOUS work. It was so exhausting, it required multiple snacks. My advice to anyone taking a trip to one is to put granola bars in your purse. That way you don't have to quit half-way through the process to reenergize like I did. However, we did drop a shit-ton of money and got tons of new things for the new apartment. I think it is going to look really nice and grown-up for a budget apartment. I remain incredibly excited about the whole thing.
The funny part was in the car on the way. We took WS's truck so that we could haul our shit home. We almost always take my car places, due to parking issues and my far superior driving and navigating skills. So I was bored, and started poking around. I realized I had never looked in his center console. So I started to open it. I spied a can of chewing tobacco and some other stuff. He flipped and put his arm down on it to shut it. Of course, this only made me want to look in it more. I gave him a piece of my mind on the chewing tobacco, but didn't really care since I knew he didn't buy it and it's not a regular thing. Plus we are both prone to smoking now and again so I can't judge. Then I asked why he didn't want me looking in there, since I already knew the dip was in there. He gave some awkward response. I continued to pry so he said fine, open it. I did, and I started to move stuff around and tease him about the little puppy sculpture from his much-younger sister. Then, I saw IT. And I shut the lid instantly and made another lame joke about the dogs.
His ex-fiancee's engagement ring.
In his truck console.
Holy shit. I knew he had it, and I also know he has taken it back to wherever he got it from and they are giving him credit for it to use towards my ring. We are broke, and I don't care about that. As long as he didn't give me that particular ring I don't give a shit. But why is it in his truck? Does he keep it there all the time? How long has it been there? Let's also add in to this equation that he NEVER LOCKS HIS DOORS. Never. WTF?
I am pretty sure he doesn't think I saw it, but if he does oh well. I am dying to go back and get a better look at it. I was so shocked I didn't see much, just the general shape and the setting. I didn't get a good feel for size.
Those that know me know I am a huge jewelry nerd. I consider myself to be really knowledgable on the topic, and to have really good taste. In fact, I definitely know more than I wish it did, as it makes my own ring situation much more complicated than I wish it were.
Her ring? Absofuckinglutely tacky.
;)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
so much excitement
There is a lot going in my life right now. A whole lot.
Starting with the apartment...I have one! W0000! At least, I am 95% sure, pending my first check from new job being what it is supposed to. WS and I went and looked at it Monday. Its sooo cute. The best part? I get my own office. We are painting it yellow. I get my own BIG ASS closet. Biggest. Closet. Ever. And my own bathroom. Life is good. There are 2 patios, both of which lead right out to a deck and grass, so taking the dogs out will be so easy and fast. It is brand new, which is also exciting. Pool, workout room (finally!) and TWELVE miles of walking trail that our unit looks out over. I am so excited. We move in 2 months and 2 days!! Or at least start the moving process then.
Along with this new apartment goes the challenge of furniture. Or, I should say, the challenge of wanting all-new furniture on a tight budget. I think we have it all worked out, providing Ikea cooporates! We are taking a road trip there next weekend. I cannot wait!!! New desk, chair, TV stand for new TV, and coffee table. Plus stuff for my new bathroom. I live in a college town, I cannot understand why we don't already have an Ikea?? Seems stupid. Anyway, WS and I have had so much fun planning all of this, and I am really excited to build our home together.
Roomie and I are still on the outs, and I am sure we will remain so. She has pretty much moved out. I am enjoying living along for now, since it could be my last chance to do so! I am feeling strangely free after all this. I never realized how draining our relationship was at times. Worrying about her, dealing with her crazy mood swings that poisoned the apartment, the competitiveness I could never understand, etc etc. Not to say I regret anything, but I kind of feel like a burden has been lifted from my shoulders. Weird. I think I have learned a lot about women these last few weeks. Mostly that I don't like them nearly as much as I thought I did. I always cherished my female friends, but now I just don't know. Maybe I could do with fewer. That, of course, does not include my bloggy friends or the lovely Gigi!! Her friendship has meant a lot to me through this series of bitch fights the last few weeks!
The other night I was laying in bed, trying to go to sleep. I stretched out and it dawned on me that my sleeping-alone days are seriously numbered. I started to freak out a little. I mean, this is a BIG DEAL. I am not second-guessing this decision, just realizing the magnitude of this change. So, I am going to do as much as I can between now and then to get my fill of living alone! This will probably include lots of dance parties with The Cutest Dog In The World (yes, he dances), wandering around looking like crap with unwashed hair and ugly baggy clothes, eating weird combinations of food, etc etc. Should be a good time :)
Lastly, I still love my job. People should never ask me how I like it, because the answer includes the word "awesome" about 50 times. This is no joke. Heh.
Starting with the apartment...I have one! W0000! At least, I am 95% sure, pending my first check from new job being what it is supposed to. WS and I went and looked at it Monday. Its sooo cute. The best part? I get my own office. We are painting it yellow. I get my own BIG ASS closet. Biggest. Closet. Ever. And my own bathroom. Life is good. There are 2 patios, both of which lead right out to a deck and grass, so taking the dogs out will be so easy and fast. It is brand new, which is also exciting. Pool, workout room (finally!) and TWELVE miles of walking trail that our unit looks out over. I am so excited. We move in 2 months and 2 days!! Or at least start the moving process then.
Along with this new apartment goes the challenge of furniture. Or, I should say, the challenge of wanting all-new furniture on a tight budget. I think we have it all worked out, providing Ikea cooporates! We are taking a road trip there next weekend. I cannot wait!!! New desk, chair, TV stand for new TV, and coffee table. Plus stuff for my new bathroom. I live in a college town, I cannot understand why we don't already have an Ikea?? Seems stupid. Anyway, WS and I have had so much fun planning all of this, and I am really excited to build our home together.
Roomie and I are still on the outs, and I am sure we will remain so. She has pretty much moved out. I am enjoying living along for now, since it could be my last chance to do so! I am feeling strangely free after all this. I never realized how draining our relationship was at times. Worrying about her, dealing with her crazy mood swings that poisoned the apartment, the competitiveness I could never understand, etc etc. Not to say I regret anything, but I kind of feel like a burden has been lifted from my shoulders. Weird. I think I have learned a lot about women these last few weeks. Mostly that I don't like them nearly as much as I thought I did. I always cherished my female friends, but now I just don't know. Maybe I could do with fewer. That, of course, does not include my bloggy friends or the lovely Gigi!! Her friendship has meant a lot to me through this series of bitch fights the last few weeks!
The other night I was laying in bed, trying to go to sleep. I stretched out and it dawned on me that my sleeping-alone days are seriously numbered. I started to freak out a little. I mean, this is a BIG DEAL. I am not second-guessing this decision, just realizing the magnitude of this change. So, I am going to do as much as I can between now and then to get my fill of living alone! This will probably include lots of dance parties with The Cutest Dog In The World (yes, he dances), wandering around looking like crap with unwashed hair and ugly baggy clothes, eating weird combinations of food, etc etc. Should be a good time :)
Lastly, I still love my job. People should never ask me how I like it, because the answer includes the word "awesome" about 50 times. This is no joke. Heh.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
48oz of Heineken and the end of an era
It's Friday night, and I am blogging. I am blogging because I have nowhere else to go, no one else to talk to about what just happened in my life.
Things are over with roomie.
Let me remind you that roomie is someone that I consistently refer to as my BFF. My rock. My life partner. We have lived together for 3 years now.
I know what you are thinking. Girl fight, over emotional, things will pass and smooth over. Right? I promise you folks, not this one. Not this fight, and not this friendship.
Have you ever had a friend break-up? That is what I am dealing with here. When you love someone, and you find out that they don't feel the same, and haven't for awhile-is there a worse feeling in the universe? Is there any way to feel any lonelier than when you realize that the ONE person you felt closest to in the world is gone? Romantic or not, it sucks.
I am so hurt by this situation I can't even begin to explain. I feel stabbed in the back, I feel like an idiot, I feel really angry. You can say a lot of things about me, but I am a damn good and fiercely loyal friend. I am learning that not everyone deserves loyalty. Some people are spineless, immature, and insecure.
I might come back and post more details, or I might not. I don't know. All I know is that I am 75% sure she is moving out. She already took her cat.
And so a new chapter in my life begins.
Things are over with roomie.
Let me remind you that roomie is someone that I consistently refer to as my BFF. My rock. My life partner. We have lived together for 3 years now.
I know what you are thinking. Girl fight, over emotional, things will pass and smooth over. Right? I promise you folks, not this one. Not this fight, and not this friendship.
Have you ever had a friend break-up? That is what I am dealing with here. When you love someone, and you find out that they don't feel the same, and haven't for awhile-is there a worse feeling in the universe? Is there any way to feel any lonelier than when you realize that the ONE person you felt closest to in the world is gone? Romantic or not, it sucks.
I am so hurt by this situation I can't even begin to explain. I feel stabbed in the back, I feel like an idiot, I feel really angry. You can say a lot of things about me, but I am a damn good and fiercely loyal friend. I am learning that not everyone deserves loyalty. Some people are spineless, immature, and insecure.
I might come back and post more details, or I might not. I don't know. All I know is that I am 75% sure she is moving out. She already took her cat.
And so a new chapter in my life begins.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
gonna whine for a second...
Today is just one of those days. I am in a funk, and for no real good reason. Well, there are reasons but they aren't good ones. There are some job-related dramas that WS is going through. Fortunately the problem is too many options, not too few, but for some reason it has me bummed out.
The other thing is the apartment hunt. It is sucking, big time. With our budget and space needs, it is just beginning to seem impossible. We started out with 4 solid options, and one of them was knocked out for a few reasons. Then another got knocked out today, and it was one I really liked. For a second, I thought we might have found it with that one, and that we could go ahead and sign and be done worrying about it. No such luck, they are playing hard ball. Bastards. So that leaves us with two choices. One of them has a TERRIBLE location. The traffic would require a Valium prescription. For real. The other one is probably not going to happen due to budget constraints. Fuck budgets. They are lame. I shouldn't be complaining, since my budget is a lot healthier than it could have been, but now that WS and I are living together and we have 2 dogs, etc and I need a home office area it's just hard.
I am struggling with Roomie today. Just one of those things where I am annoyed for no particular reason. I just want some space from her I think. I don't know.
There are things to be happy about right now for sure. For starters, my Aunt's surgery went well. That in itself is a huge blessing. I still love my new job. I am learning SO MUCH and from some seriously talented and intelligent people. My new boss is awesome. Working from home is awesome. WS and I are discussing furniture, paint, and all the other fun and cute things that come along with moving in together in approximately two and a half months. I also told him about the Brides Against Breast Cancer event and he thought it was a great idea. Many things to be thankful about.
Instead of focusing on those, I think I will go mope a little and let myself feel whiney and down for the evening. Tomorrow morning at six a.m. I am leaving with my boss for a meeting in a town an hour and a half away. Yikes. But hey, I was invited which was an honor I wasn't about to turn down! This weekend I am going out and doing a few other things, so hopefully I will have a cheerier and more exciting post soon!
The other thing is the apartment hunt. It is sucking, big time. With our budget and space needs, it is just beginning to seem impossible. We started out with 4 solid options, and one of them was knocked out for a few reasons. Then another got knocked out today, and it was one I really liked. For a second, I thought we might have found it with that one, and that we could go ahead and sign and be done worrying about it. No such luck, they are playing hard ball. Bastards. So that leaves us with two choices. One of them has a TERRIBLE location. The traffic would require a Valium prescription. For real. The other one is probably not going to happen due to budget constraints. Fuck budgets. They are lame. I shouldn't be complaining, since my budget is a lot healthier than it could have been, but now that WS and I are living together and we have 2 dogs, etc and I need a home office area it's just hard.
I am struggling with Roomie today. Just one of those things where I am annoyed for no particular reason. I just want some space from her I think. I don't know.
There are things to be happy about right now for sure. For starters, my Aunt's surgery went well. That in itself is a huge blessing. I still love my new job. I am learning SO MUCH and from some seriously talented and intelligent people. My new boss is awesome. Working from home is awesome. WS and I are discussing furniture, paint, and all the other fun and cute things that come along with moving in together in approximately two and a half months. I also told him about the Brides Against Breast Cancer event and he thought it was a great idea. Many things to be thankful about.
Instead of focusing on those, I think I will go mope a little and let myself feel whiney and down for the evening. Tomorrow morning at six a.m. I am leaving with my boss for a meeting in a town an hour and a half away. Yikes. But hey, I was invited which was an honor I wasn't about to turn down! This weekend I am going out and doing a few other things, so hopefully I will have a cheerier and more exciting post soon!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Random Thought Monday
RT 1) I lurve my new job. Like really love it. I am going to be SUPER busy which makes me really happy. I am so much more productive when I am busy. Plus its 10:45am and I am in my robe, drinking coffee with a cat in my lap and The Cutest Dog In The World asleep right next to me. My new boss is really cool, and the work is really interesting. Yay! Makes me really happy about the future.
RT 2) There was some SERIOUS drama at my old job last week. It was awful. One of those times when you are just disgusted with how petty people can be. I was smacked in the face with the realization that people are a lot more shallow than I thought, and that I have fewer actual friends than I thought. I try really hard at work to be positive and friendly. I know I don't always succeed but I would NEVER be mean just for shits and giggles. It really hurt my feelings to learn these lessons and leave on that kind of note. But whatev, they can take their lame dead-end jobs and shove it. I'm done.
RT 3) WS and I looked at an apartment last week and are looking at another this week. It was so fun, and I am now really excited about this move. I am looking forward to a bigger place with a second bedroom for my office. I am looking forward to living with WS and his dog. Hopefully we can find a good place, but right now it looks like we are going to have to choose between location and layout/amenities. I have never had to make that call, and I am not sure what to do.
RT 4) Last night WS said we would be engaged before Aug 13th. Eeek! That is really coming up soon. Then today I heard about this thing called Brides Against Breast Cancer. It is a big dress show, where you can buy dresses for huge discounts and the money goes towards BC research. It is coming to a city really close to me in mid-Sept. I am going to talk to my Mom about going, since my Aunt is currently battling BC. Her Mastectomy is tomorrow (was supposed to be Friday but she got sick). I love her so much, and I want to do EVERYTHING I can to show her support. I am planning on training for the Race For The Cure, and going with her and her daughter to get pink ribbon tattoos. Family is so important to me, and I have always been really close to her. Anyway, I am excited about the dress thing since I know I will be on a tight budget, and don't have any real expectations/specific dreams about a dress and it will help BC. If anyone knows anyone else dress shopping, pass on the word! The website is http://bridesagainstbreastcancer.org/. It goes to a lot of different cities.
RT 5) WS and I went to THE MOST AMAZING brunch place EVER yesterday. I was so lame and exhausted all weekend. I did nothing but sleep, which is unlike me. The brunch thing really cheered me up and made me happy. I love finding fun local places to support. This economy really has me thinking about where I choose to spend my money, there are so many places that need the business. I would much rather spend it at a place that supports local farmers/food merchants than a chain. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Plus I enjoy discovering new reasons to appreciate my city, since I complain about it enough!
RT 2) There was some SERIOUS drama at my old job last week. It was awful. One of those times when you are just disgusted with how petty people can be. I was smacked in the face with the realization that people are a lot more shallow than I thought, and that I have fewer actual friends than I thought. I try really hard at work to be positive and friendly. I know I don't always succeed but I would NEVER be mean just for shits and giggles. It really hurt my feelings to learn these lessons and leave on that kind of note. But whatev, they can take their lame dead-end jobs and shove it. I'm done.
RT 3) WS and I looked at an apartment last week and are looking at another this week. It was so fun, and I am now really excited about this move. I am looking forward to a bigger place with a second bedroom for my office. I am looking forward to living with WS and his dog. Hopefully we can find a good place, but right now it looks like we are going to have to choose between location and layout/amenities. I have never had to make that call, and I am not sure what to do.
RT 4) Last night WS said we would be engaged before Aug 13th. Eeek! That is really coming up soon. Then today I heard about this thing called Brides Against Breast Cancer. It is a big dress show, where you can buy dresses for huge discounts and the money goes towards BC research. It is coming to a city really close to me in mid-Sept. I am going to talk to my Mom about going, since my Aunt is currently battling BC. Her Mastectomy is tomorrow (was supposed to be Friday but she got sick). I love her so much, and I want to do EVERYTHING I can to show her support. I am planning on training for the Race For The Cure, and going with her and her daughter to get pink ribbon tattoos. Family is so important to me, and I have always been really close to her. Anyway, I am excited about the dress thing since I know I will be on a tight budget, and don't have any real expectations/specific dreams about a dress and it will help BC. If anyone knows anyone else dress shopping, pass on the word! The website is http://bridesagainstbreastcancer.org/. It goes to a lot of different cities.
RT 5) WS and I went to THE MOST AMAZING brunch place EVER yesterday. I was so lame and exhausted all weekend. I did nothing but sleep, which is unlike me. The brunch thing really cheered me up and made me happy. I love finding fun local places to support. This economy really has me thinking about where I choose to spend my money, there are so many places that need the business. I would much rather spend it at a place that supports local farmers/food merchants than a chain. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Plus I enjoy discovering new reasons to appreciate my city, since I complain about it enough!
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