What I did at my party

Last night at my party and yesterday in preparation, I:

• locked my cat in a room. She was not happy.
• went to HEB, very excited and happy, and did not let the crabby people and sour pusses around me bring me down.
• watched in awe as my porch swing was put together.
• sat in my porch swing.
• threw away a batch of cookies (and some dough) that I really screwed up on.
• made and ate s’mores.
• hula hooped with a big huge hula hoop.
• laughed. Lots.
• talked to everyone at the party at least once.
• hugged lots of people.
• smiled a bit to myself to see that I have “cool” parents who can sit in a room and play games with my friends, and not worrying that either will do anything to embarrass me.
• only played like 4 rounds of Would you Rather (no, really that was it for me!)
• smoked hookah.
• drank lots. I’m slow today, but not awful.
• ate “The Best Pizza in the World,” knowing full well it was the hungry drunkenness of 12:45 that made the pizza so damn good.
• was really amazed how great everything came together.
• was happy to see people smiling.
• enjoyed seeing all sorts of people from different walks of life hanging out.
• was amazed at just how awesome the whole thing was.

What I’ve done so far this week…

I love LM’s idea of “what I did today,” and I’m going to copy it. I kept thinking of things to add to my day, but never did that, so hopefully I can remember a few gems from this week so far.

This week, I:

• woke up to the alarm for the first time in a week or so
• talked to my BFF about “OMG, what should I do/get for my party?”
• went to Spec’s to get tequila and margarita mix
• told a student if he wore his pants where he was supposed to, he wouldn’t have to run like that (it really was pretty ridiculous)
• tried Dos XX Amber and really liked it
• checked my evite several times a day, just to see if there were new RSVPs
• received a tagine as a housewarming gift
• felt my niece kick (!!!!)
• found more and more friends on facebook and was amazed by how many are married, have children, are pregnant, are pregnant again, had babies
• was sad to see that a classmate from high school has a CaringBridge site and also a brain tumor
• made Rustic Tomato Soup using my new Dutch oven
• researched big huge hula hoops
• was disappointed that I probably can’t get big huge hula hoops in time for party
• got excited about my party
• gave a lesson on “tight-rolling” jeans without having to use a rubber band (“Back in my day, we didn’t use rubber bands to tight roll!”)

Head of the Class

Headin’ back to school tomorrow. More so than other years, I feel so UN-ready. Not that I’m ever ready to go back, really.

This is the first time that I can remember that we didn’t have to go back the 2nd or 3rd. And since Christmas was on a Thursday, I was gone the whole first week and home the whole second week. I had grand plans to do all these things around the house, most of which did not get done.

I read, I knitted, I tidied some. I laid on the couch, I slept in, I went to bed late. I went out to eat, I drank lots of wine.  It was so fabulous. I was supposed to make several phone calls. I was supposed to pay more bills than I did. I know I shouldn’t “should” all over myself, but I am.

But I just feel so mentally unprepared to go back tomorrow. It’s like it’s not real.  So as I sit here playing on the interweb, I know I should head to bed and read some there. Drift off slowly to sleep.

Guess we’re almost half-way there!

Some thoughts

I’m not feeling wordy enough to have a lofty “first post of the new year,” so I’ll just post a few thoughts, a few notes, comments, all that.

New Year’s. Wow. What a night. Let me tell you about it. Some random person (yeah, basically just like that) invited me and a few other orphans over for a shin-dig. Black and White party, dress up, pay $2 for drinks (and I kept hoping, food). C and I got dolled up — we looked HOT, let me just say that. I was excited. Excited at the prospect of meeting new people, of having a fun (almost) wild New Years, but not so much like year’s past because, well, those hurt the whole next day.  New people, new experiences, the unknown. Sure, why not?

Anyway, C printed out the invite, I had looked it up, we headed out. Could not find the address. 2104 it said, on a fairly big street. We started thinking maybe it was in a strip mall. We saw an apartment complex across the way, and thought maybe the address was wrong. So we went there. It seemed oddly dead. #533.  That’s what we were supposed to look for. We walked all around building #5. No 533. Even #523 was dark and quiet.  A nice guy with his small pup offered to help. No such luck. Pretty sure it turns out #533 doesn’t exist. No, really. No, I won’t shut up.

I was done. Over it.

Miles from home, we started the trek back. We went to a restaurant/pub/bar thing. We ate cheese fries with bacon. We had lots of drinks. 58 minutes after we sat down, we rang in the new year. We laughed. Hard. We took pictures. We laughed harder. We talked of the new year, our expectations, our hopes, our desires. We drank more. We took more pictures.  It may have been in The Divine Plan not to go to that party. I’m a little glad it was. I was out, I had fun, I had good, greasy food (kitchen closes at midnight, btw) and good drinks. I can only hope the rest of my year is “as chill” as my NYE was.

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I received many blanket texts on Christmas morning. “Merry Christmas, friend”… “Wish you were here,” and so on. Don’t get me wrong. I do like them. Make me smile. The one that made me laugh the hardest? One of my very first e-H dates. Said something like, “I’m so blessed to have friends like you.” Um, okay. (I’m a little glad I kept his name in my phone).

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Twenty years ago today my dad and step-mom got married. Twenty years! That makes me feel old, in some regards.

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In a bit I’ll go to my dad’s for our Christmas there. It’ll be good food and good times. Hopefully presents I’ll actually use/need, too. I mean, yes, I do love presents….but we have received our fair share of things we don’t use much.

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I’m not really sure what to expect in 2009.  I didn’t know last year at this time that I’d be a indebted home-owner, and here I am 365 days later, listening to good music, sitting on an awesome couch, in my very own house. So who knows what’ll happen?

Hope you had a good holiday season and I hope that you have an awesome start to the year. And the things we don’t know… sometimes are part of The Plan.