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Two things:
1) Someone out there sent me lilac lotion and body spray, but there was nothing on or in the package to indicate who it was from. If it was YOU (you, there), please e-mail me so I can thank you!
2) I've created a new blog - nothing exciting, just someplace to keep track of the crazy dreams I've been having.
I'm grateful for the heinous tasting dressing that's keeping my dry sockets from killing me. Today was supposed to be the last day that I had to have the dressing, but I only had the it out for an hour before the pain came rolling back over me again. So, back to the oral surgeon I went. Yum! But no Ow, which is more important than a bad taste in my mouth.
See "Yum!", above.
Heh.
"Girl, to be with you
is my fav'rite thing
uh huh
And I can't wait 'till I
see you again
yeah, yeah
I want to put on
my my my my my
boogie shoes
just to boogie with you, yeah"
KC and the Sunshine Band - "Boogie Shoes"
2003 - It was the last day of my sabbatical.
2002 - A catching up entry.
2001 - Brad.
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July 23, 2004
The first day of 30.
Tuesday was my birthday, and I worked all day despite the fact that my manager told me I could have the day off. There were just too many meetings. So I got a lot of good-natured ribbing and a bunch of hardy-har-har e-mails along the theme of "over the hill" and "you know you're an old broad when..." and "remember when 30 seemed SO OLD?"
After work Calvin, Marie, Chris (Marie's boyfriend) and I went to The Keg Steakhouse (another one of those circumstances where I looked for a website to link, and there isn't one) for dinner. Oh my HEAVENS, this place has the best. steak. ever. Seriously, I've never had better in my life, and Calvin can cook up one mean fillet. I had the blue cheese crusted fillet with a twice baked potato, sauteed mushrooms and onions, and served with a very nice Merlot. So nice that Calvin even liked it, and Calvin "doesn't do wine". It had a nice buttery finish that went VERY well with what I was eating.
Dinnertime conversation was a riot, as usual. At one point Marie and I were both gawking over the same waiter, who up until that point hadn't noticed what we were doing (Calvin and Chris had been drooling over the hostess, so we're even). As he passed by the table, Chris hollered, "Hey! She's MARRIED!" The waiter gave me a quick, startled look, and rushed away as I proceeded to sink completely underneath the table. Everyone at the table thought this was FABULOUSLY funny, of course.
We made it through the meal with only a minor amount of disturbance inflicted upon the other diners. The waiter was told (ahem. I told him, after Calvin refused, fearing a flock of chanting, clapping waiters) that it was my birthday, and he discreetly delivered a complimentary dessert. Lemon cheesecake for me, regular cheesecake for Marie and Chris, and a shot of Patron (heh) for Calvin.
After dinner, we all went back to the house and settled in the living room in front of the TV. Bravo's new show, "Things I Hate About You", was enjoying its premiere. I gotta say that I'm SO watching this show for as long as it's on TV. You never know about the success that some of these reality-based shows will have, but I'm a fan of this one.
As is our habit with just about every TV show we watch, we conversed during and after the program about the topic at hand. I'm sure some of this is only funny to us, and it's hard to explain why some of it is funny ("you had to be there" kind of a thing), but here's my attempt at conversational re-creation, with as little back-story as possible.
Laura (to Calvin): "So, what do I do that annoys you?"
Calvin: "Ummm...."
Marie: "She doesn't do anything!"
Chris: "Uh huh! She's annoying all the time! Just kidding..." (as I glare at him)
Laura: "No, really! There's nothing at all? There's gotta be something... you complain at me often enough."
Chris (to Marie): "Hey! What do I do?"
Laura (to Chris): "Ooh! I've got one! You slam the toilet lid down when you're done going to the bathroom!" (We had all just been laughing about this one, because Chris will only use Marie's bathroom upstairs, and he STOMPS up the stairs, there's a pause, then SLAM as the lid goes down, then a flush, then he STOMPS back downstairs.)
Chris: "Hey! At least I put it back down!"
Marie (laughing): "The only think I can think of is that you don't stop doing things when I ask you to stop. You don't understand the concept of "no"."
Laura: "Like what?"
Marie: "Like, being loud..."
Laura (to Chris): "Yeah, you ARE loud..."
Chris (loudly): "I am not!"
Marie: "And you always interrupt when I'm saying something..."
Chris (interrupting): "Nuh uh!"
Laura: "You and your dad do that all the time! I learned that from you guys out of self-defense!"
Calvin: "Yeah, you did."
Marie (to Chris): "You're always making some kind of weird noise, out of the blue..."
Laura (to Chris): "It's like you have Tourette's. And ADD!"
Marie: "Yeah, ADD! We'll be talking about something, and you'll say something completely random..."
Calvin (putting his fingers in his ears): "Now is a good time to play this game!"
Okay, that needs some back story. One moment at dinner, the four of us were conversing over our food. Chris randomly said, "Hey, plug your ears really hard! It's weird..." We all looked at him blankly, and he said, "What? It's loud in here! Then you put your fingers in your ears, and then a minute later you take 'em out and it's weird..." Then LATER, Calvin was saying something inappropriate about how women aren't waterproof while being dragged behind a boat on an innertube (don't ask), and Chris said, "Hey! Now's a good time to play this game," and stuck his fingers in his ears.
Marie: "Yeah, I know! But anyway (to Chris), you're always, like, yelling in public, and you sing and I ask you to stop.."
Calvin: "That's kinda mean."
Chris: "Yeah, I like to sing!"
Marie: "Well, it would be okay if you sang like ME, quiet and in tune, but you're all... (here Marie does Chris' Little Jon impersonation ("hee-YEA-YAH!"), and starts singing loudly and badly)."
Chris: "Hey, I'm a good singer!" (And he subjects us to some more.)
Marie: "Stop! See what I mean? It's like, I say to stop, nice the first time, and then I have to hit you because you don't listen." (She slugs him on the shoulder.)
Laura: "Hey, yeah! Your dad does that too. He'll tease and tease and I'll ask him to stop..."
Calvin: "And then she hits me..."
Laura (laughing): "Well, I wouldn't have to if you'd just listen! Ooh, okay, I've got one for you. I can never sit on the couch without having to rub your feet."
Marie: "Yeah! I know! Chris is always, like, sitting right in my bubble space all the time..."
Chris (taking off his shoes and socks): "Hey! You never rub my feet! Rub my feet!" (Marie shrieks, there's a brief wrestling match as he tries to stick his feet in her face.)
Marie: "Oh, and I hate it when we're arguing, and Dad does this too, and I can't get a word in edgewise and it's like you have to do all the talking and I just have to listen..."
Laura (to Calvin): "Oh, and I hate it when we're arguing and you ask me a question and tell me the answer has to be "yes" or "no"."
Marie: "I HATE THAT!"
Chris: "Well, I hate it when you won't tell me what's wrong. You're all, like, mopey and sad, and then I ask you what's wrong, and you're all, "Nothing..."
Marie: "UGH!! You do that more than I do! You're such a woman that way!"
Chris: "I do not!"
At this point, Calvin and I are starting to snicker because Chris and Marie's conversation has gone from light-heartedly ribbing each other, to the verge of arguing. We were watching them volley back and forth like a tennis match.
Marie: "Yes you do! LAST NIGHT! Remember, you left and didn't want me to walk out to the truck with you and you RAN AWAY FROM ME when I followed you?"
Chris: "That's because I told you not to get up, I could let myself out, and you were CONVINCED that something was the matter and I just wanted to LEAVE. That's ALL."
Marie: "That wasn't all! I just wanted to say goodbye to you and you didn't want to say goodbye!"
Chris: "We said goodbye in the bedroom! We ALREADY SAID GOODBYE."
Marie: "You RAN AWAY FROM ME! And got mad when I leaned against the driver's door so that you had to say goodbye!"
Chris: "WE ALREADY SAID GOODBYE!!!"
Laura: "Hey! HEY!" (Then, to Calvin:) "You never answered my question. What do I do that annoys you?"
Calvin: "I guess the only thing I can think of is that you don't throw stuff away."
Marie: "Huh?"
Calvin: "I'll go into the kitchen, and she'll have left a soda can on the counter, or a paper towel or something, and I have to come in behind her and throw shit away."
Laura: "I have one word for you. Hamper. As in, your dirty socks are never in it. They're always on the floor."
Calvin belches and blows it in my face. I slug him.
Laura: "That's another thing I hate!"
Calvin: "What, you don't want me to explode, do you? I have to off-gas!"
Chris (to Calvin): "That's it? That's all you've got on her? God, you're lucky."
Marie: "Hey!"
At this point Calvin and I were just rolling. We gave up on the conversation as bad business and went to bed. I can hardly wait to see what kind of conversation next week's episode of "Things I Hate About You" generates.
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