every single night, the same old story
Jul. 28th, 2003 10:47 amDay 7 without power. I am a refugee, living at my parents' house. Our apartment complex is officially last on MLGW's list. If we have power by next weekend, I'll be pleasantly surprised. In the meantime, it's not bad being back home for a few days. I get to spend time with Bun and do Pilates on a carpeted floor (I had almost come to believe the back pain was necessary to do it right). And I have a lot of free time because I don't have to clean constantly.
We actually did spend Friday night at the apartment. Kathy, MaryElaine, Evan, and I had dinner at McAlister's, hung out at the bookstore for a couple of hours, and then went to Perkins for pie. Chris met us there. Then we all went back to the apartment, because a hot, dark apartment is a novelty to those who never lost power in the first place. :P When they finally went home, it was 12:30 and too late to go back to the homestead. So we stayed. I slept on top of my bed. On Saturday I awoke at 8:30 to the sound of chainsaws. By 11:00, it was unbearably hot and Kathy and I agreed we had had enough. We packed our stuff and the cat and got out of Dodge. Gandalf was especially happy about this decision, since he had been in the heat since the storm. He spent the whole afternoon at Kathy's parents' purring and rolling around happily.
Yesterday I overslept, which I hate. I awoke suddenly at 10:30. Somehow I made it to church only a little late for the 10:55 service, but my head didn't really de-fog until church was over. In the afternoon I went to the mall with my mom, which is usually a mistake because I end up feeling down on myself. It's hard to find things that make me look good. Also, Kathy and I had watched How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days the previous night, so I was already thinking about how sophisticated all those women looked and how style-less I am in comparison. Anyway, I found a shirt that I thought would be great for my birthday/seeing Clay outfit. My mom took me to look at jewelry to see if we could find something that matched. While we were there, a random lady approached me.
Lady: May I ask how old you are?
Me: I'm twenty-three.
Lady: Oh. Well, my daughter is fourteen. I thought you were about her age, so I was going to see what you thought of this bracelet. (Holds up bracelet)
Me: Um. It's nice.
My mom, to lady: She gets that a lot.
Lady: Okay. Thank you. (walks away)
Granted, I was wearing an Old Navy tank top and flip-flops, but still. Fourteen. Give me a break. I tried on the shirt, and of course, it made me look ridiculous. I am beginning to despair of finding a cute Seeing Clay outfit that I can afford. Anything that looks cute on the hanger becomes ridiculous as soon as it is on my body.
Chris and Ryan wanted me to go with them last night to see Ryan's roommate's band, but I didn't want to chance a repeat of the Mud Island concert debacle. So I stayed at home with my parents and watched the Food Network. They were featuring Miami in all of their shows. It was neat. That's all I have to say right now.
We actually did spend Friday night at the apartment. Kathy, MaryElaine, Evan, and I had dinner at McAlister's, hung out at the bookstore for a couple of hours, and then went to Perkins for pie. Chris met us there. Then we all went back to the apartment, because a hot, dark apartment is a novelty to those who never lost power in the first place. :P When they finally went home, it was 12:30 and too late to go back to the homestead. So we stayed. I slept on top of my bed. On Saturday I awoke at 8:30 to the sound of chainsaws. By 11:00, it was unbearably hot and Kathy and I agreed we had had enough. We packed our stuff and the cat and got out of Dodge. Gandalf was especially happy about this decision, since he had been in the heat since the storm. He spent the whole afternoon at Kathy's parents' purring and rolling around happily.
Yesterday I overslept, which I hate. I awoke suddenly at 10:30. Somehow I made it to church only a little late for the 10:55 service, but my head didn't really de-fog until church was over. In the afternoon I went to the mall with my mom, which is usually a mistake because I end up feeling down on myself. It's hard to find things that make me look good. Also, Kathy and I had watched How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days the previous night, so I was already thinking about how sophisticated all those women looked and how style-less I am in comparison. Anyway, I found a shirt that I thought would be great for my birthday/seeing Clay outfit. My mom took me to look at jewelry to see if we could find something that matched. While we were there, a random lady approached me.
Lady: May I ask how old you are?
Me: I'm twenty-three.
Lady: Oh. Well, my daughter is fourteen. I thought you were about her age, so I was going to see what you thought of this bracelet. (Holds up bracelet)
Me: Um. It's nice.
My mom, to lady: She gets that a lot.
Lady: Okay. Thank you. (walks away)
Granted, I was wearing an Old Navy tank top and flip-flops, but still. Fourteen. Give me a break. I tried on the shirt, and of course, it made me look ridiculous. I am beginning to despair of finding a cute Seeing Clay outfit that I can afford. Anything that looks cute on the hanger becomes ridiculous as soon as it is on my body.
Chris and Ryan wanted me to go with them last night to see Ryan's roommate's band, but I didn't want to chance a repeat of the Mud Island concert debacle. So I stayed at home with my parents and watched the Food Network. They were featuring Miami in all of their shows. It was neat. That's all I have to say right now.
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Date: 2003-07-28 09:00 am (UTC)Good luck finding something! Have you tried thrift/outlet shopping?
Hope your power comes on soon...
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Date: 2003-07-28 09:42 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-07-28 11:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-07-28 09:12 am (UTC)You're not alone in the age thing, either. I get that kind of thing (not the exact thing, but people just assuming I'm in my teens) several times a year, I would guess. It's a good thing. :) It's kind of fun, don't you think? I mean, it would bite if someone thought you were 35 and you were really 25, but it's so fun to tell people, "Actually, I've graduated from college," when they ask, "What high school do you go to?" :)
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Date: 2003-07-28 11:18 am (UTC)Yes, someday I will be grateful to be thought almost ten years younger than I actually am. :) I told Kathy what you said, and she agrees.
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Date: 2003-07-28 12:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-07-28 12:51 pm (UTC)Yeah, I meant NYC. I could never survive there, fashion-wise. I wear a lot of black to work, too, but it depresses me. I don't have that knack of making black not look boring. :)
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Date: 2003-07-28 12:55 pm (UTC)I feel incredibly girly, posting something like that. Heehee.
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Date: 2003-07-28 12:57 pm (UTC)Girly is good. I love girly discussion.
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Date: 2003-07-28 04:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-07-28 09:34 am (UTC)Are you thinking jeans or more dressy? I never wear jeans to a concert, which is why the red sneakers are causing problems.
Darn you, Aiken. [fists of fury]
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Date: 2003-07-28 11:21 am (UTC)Yes, darn you, Clay. Making us want to get cute for you, and stuff.
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Date: 2003-07-28 12:13 pm (UTC)Plus, if I met him, I would be absolutly mortified honking around in red shoes.
Honk, honk.
Just wait'll we get boyfriends and start fussing over our clothes. Heh.
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Date: 2003-07-28 12:55 pm (UTC)I know. Seriously. I must not fuss enough over my clothes. I am a total Gap/Old Navy/American Eagle kind of girl. Maybe this is my problem. :P
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Date: 2003-07-28 09:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-07-28 10:34 am (UTC)I think I can see why ~ pinches your cheek
but seriously.. your refugee situation isn't to be envied, and I hope it ends soon!
:-P
Date: 2003-07-28 11:30 am (UTC)look on the plus side- at least you don't act like a 14 year old..or have the acne of one.
hope you get power back soon!!!!
love the brens
em
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Date: 2003-07-28 11:51 am (UTC)My dog is so prissy that she wouldn't have lasted nearly as long as Gandalf has. hehe!
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Date: 2003-07-29 06:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-07-28 08:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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