baby, you can drive my car
Nov. 24th, 2003 02:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chestnutcurlsYay, I just bought my Christmas cards! Now I can work on them while I'm in Texas. I bought so many that I got a free card holder. Woo hoo!
The holiday season has a strange way of making me overemotional. (Although, when am I ever not overemotional?) The music, the cards, the decorations, and even A Charlie Brown Christmas turn me into a weepy blob of Jello. Since it's my first Christmas "with" Evan and my last Christmas with Kathy, this has potential to be the sappiest December ever. I guess at Christmas I just want everyone to know I love them, so I get overwhelmed by love or something. :)
You know how Hallmark has those nice velvet-covered classic books? Why haven't they done Little Women? I really want a hardcover copy, since it's one of my favorite books, but I've never found one as nice as those Hallmark editions.
So here's the weekend story. Friday night Evan and I went to the RiverKings hockey game. I met his friends from FedEx who went to all the games with him last year. I had felt apprehensive about meeting them, but they turned out to be very nice and fun. That was a big relief. We lost, but the fights were more entertaining than I had anticipated. It seems like hockey is more about fighting than actual playing. From my perspective it looked like the players were randomly pounding one another, but Evan assured me that it usually had something to do with the game. Weird.
On Saturday I had intended to go to the Tigers game, but I woke up feeling so awful that I knew I couldn't handle all of my planned activities. I cleaned the apartment a little and then went back to sleep for several hours. When I woke up, Evan was leaving work, so he came over and we played Super Puzzle Fighter. I took an Allegra and felt better. Then Debra arrived, and we went together to Luke and Myla's for the RUF Barn Party. It was the best one ever. Usually the barn party centers around a bonfire, but the wind was so strong that Myla was afraid the pasture would catch fire. So we doused the fire and went up to the barn for the talent show. Luke and Myla both performed original songs, and Chris did a sing-along acoustic version of "Baby One More Time." Then we all danced to country-type music. Well, some of us. Evan was very sweet and slow-danced once with me, but wouldn't do anything else. :) Ryan danced with me once, but ended up jerking me around until I couldn't dance from laughing. Debra and Myla, who had not met before, really hit it off and had a great time together. It was so much fun. We didn't get home until after midnight. Then Debs spent the night and we stayed up talking until 3 am (despite my repeated attempts to go to sleep. At one point she said, "I think I could talk to a brick wall." I said, "I know you could.").
Sunday morning was my dad's baptism. I went to their church to witness it. Eighteen people in all were baptized, and it was neat to hear all the different stories. There were kids, parents, new believers, long-time believers. It was great. :D After church we ate at Macaroni Grill, and then I accompanied my family to their house so I could do laundry. By this point I was feeling bad again, so I took yet another nap in the guest room. I got up after a while and we sat around watching football. A cold front came through, and the temperature outside dropped 20 degrees in six minutes (according to the news). Needless to say, this has not helped my poor sinuses at all. I went home. Evan came over again. I had been craving a smoothie all weekend, so he took me to Baskin-Robbins. I let him drive my car, something he has offered to do repeatedly. So I have taken a new step of trust in our relationship. :) I'm going to let him drive more often. Yay.
So now it's Monday and I am still sick and extremely chattery. I don't plan to go to the doctor since this is the 536th such illness I have had this year, and the doctor will not make it go away any faster. I just hope I'm not totally miserable on the trip. Kudos to those of you who get to stay home for Thanksgiving.
The holiday season has a strange way of making me overemotional. (Although, when am I ever not overemotional?) The music, the cards, the decorations, and even A Charlie Brown Christmas turn me into a weepy blob of Jello. Since it's my first Christmas "with" Evan and my last Christmas with Kathy, this has potential to be the sappiest December ever. I guess at Christmas I just want everyone to know I love them, so I get overwhelmed by love or something. :)
You know how Hallmark has those nice velvet-covered classic books? Why haven't they done Little Women? I really want a hardcover copy, since it's one of my favorite books, but I've never found one as nice as those Hallmark editions.
So here's the weekend story. Friday night Evan and I went to the RiverKings hockey game. I met his friends from FedEx who went to all the games with him last year. I had felt apprehensive about meeting them, but they turned out to be very nice and fun. That was a big relief. We lost, but the fights were more entertaining than I had anticipated. It seems like hockey is more about fighting than actual playing. From my perspective it looked like the players were randomly pounding one another, but Evan assured me that it usually had something to do with the game. Weird.
On Saturday I had intended to go to the Tigers game, but I woke up feeling so awful that I knew I couldn't handle all of my planned activities. I cleaned the apartment a little and then went back to sleep for several hours. When I woke up, Evan was leaving work, so he came over and we played Super Puzzle Fighter. I took an Allegra and felt better. Then Debra arrived, and we went together to Luke and Myla's for the RUF Barn Party. It was the best one ever. Usually the barn party centers around a bonfire, but the wind was so strong that Myla was afraid the pasture would catch fire. So we doused the fire and went up to the barn for the talent show. Luke and Myla both performed original songs, and Chris did a sing-along acoustic version of "Baby One More Time." Then we all danced to country-type music. Well, some of us. Evan was very sweet and slow-danced once with me, but wouldn't do anything else. :) Ryan danced with me once, but ended up jerking me around until I couldn't dance from laughing. Debra and Myla, who had not met before, really hit it off and had a great time together. It was so much fun. We didn't get home until after midnight. Then Debs spent the night and we stayed up talking until 3 am (despite my repeated attempts to go to sleep. At one point she said, "I think I could talk to a brick wall." I said, "I know you could.").
Sunday morning was my dad's baptism. I went to their church to witness it. Eighteen people in all were baptized, and it was neat to hear all the different stories. There were kids, parents, new believers, long-time believers. It was great. :D After church we ate at Macaroni Grill, and then I accompanied my family to their house so I could do laundry. By this point I was feeling bad again, so I took yet another nap in the guest room. I got up after a while and we sat around watching football. A cold front came through, and the temperature outside dropped 20 degrees in six minutes (according to the news). Needless to say, this has not helped my poor sinuses at all. I went home. Evan came over again. I had been craving a smoothie all weekend, so he took me to Baskin-Robbins. I let him drive my car, something he has offered to do repeatedly. So I have taken a new step of trust in our relationship. :) I'm going to let him drive more often. Yay.
So now it's Monday and I am still sick and extremely chattery. I don't plan to go to the doctor since this is the 536th such illness I have had this year, and the doctor will not make it go away any faster. I just hope I'm not totally miserable on the trip. Kudos to those of you who get to stay home for Thanksgiving.
