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yesterday edith and i shared accident stories. right now we are currently sharing projectile vomit stories. these are things one needs to share if one is going to be roommates.
well hi. i haven't been a very good blogger lately. i've been so busy. the ironic thing about busy-ness is that there are a lot of things to tell and yet no time to tell them. and then once you're back to not being busy (this is a state that some people like elicia have never experienced, but i have) there is lots of time to write but nothing to say. conundrum. another conundrum is how busyness and business are spelled the same way. that bugs me every time i go to write about busyness/bizzeeness. more irony is the fact that now that i have time, i don't spend it sharing, i spend it writing about the spelling of bizeeness. ok. i'm going to stop now.
so boot camp was going great. hard core and torturous but great. you know--i felt accomplished, i had lots of energy throughout the day and i enjoyed thinking about the benifits my body was going to have from it all-- but then in the middle of the second week i noticed that the side of my knees were sore. i noticed it during a jumping jacks set. so they got more sore and during my super packed weeked they didn't get any rest, but instead i jerked/jolted them on sunday during a walk. sooo monday of boot camp they hurt too much and that night they hurt a LOT and i woke up to super hurty knees. and so i haven't been going since then. taking a break. it didn't help that my shoes were old and ratty and there were large flaps hanging off the bottoms (i have since tried to glue them)... anyways yesterday i was really blue about it. today i feel better though, because i think things will get better and maybe i can afford new shoes.
yesterday edith went with me to my 2nd dress fitting. i had my dress on but mary wasn't ready for me, so me holding the gaping back of my dress shut, edith and i had fun looking at wedding dresses. we didn't need to try any on though. we just hooked the hanger over our necks voila! we knew exactly how it looked on us. this was edith's wedding dress ingenuity. we were both keen on a grecian dress. we surprised ourselves in this. edith also tried on two vegas wedding dresses--both short and um...'flirty'.
mary had to take in my dress because of boot camp effects. then she made it even more snug because she said very confidently that i was going to slim down even more. gosh--the pressure. mary is from vietnam and she learned to sew there when she was a little girl and absolutely loved it. must be fun to do something you love to do.
elicia's wedding shoes came in the mail and they're very cute, however they have an unmistakeable, undeniable, fully bawdied aroma of moth balls. odd. it reminded me of katie and brent's first apartment that i de-mothballed with the help of fatima and myles watson.
eedie and i went straight from dress to cake and anna's cake house. elicia was already in the office talking to the friendly, laid-back, butter obsessed ron. ron gave us the whole shpeele about butter and must have said butter a bilion and one times. saying butter over and over while talking very quickly is not that easy. i kept expecting him to trip over the word butter, but he loves butter so much that he never misspoke it one time. the point is, ron believes in butter, not marg, and real whipped cream and flour and no transfats. ron brought us cakes pieces to taste. it was fun. elena came too, but missed the butter manifesto. she did get some butter talk but not THE talk. ron's kids get the butter talk instead of the birds and the bees talk. anyways we had fun and ron was nice and casual and buttery. i can still see his lips forming the words butter. it just made an impression.
it was raining out and elicia pushed me. she didn't care about my hurt knees. no she didn't. nobody cares. i wouldn't say that for realsies, it's just that everyone says "how's your poor foot?" "it's my knees!" i say. "oh. i thought it was your foot..." they say looking confused. this is why i was irritable with elicia today when she kept asking me about being ill. "i'm not sick! it's my KNEES." HAHAHA er... hahaha, i mean.
on the way to vera burger was when edith and i began sharing the accident stories.
leesh and lane were already at vera's sitting on the icy cold metal chairs. i got the four cheese burger and asked for feta as well. may as well. five cheeses are better than four, i always say. edith and i shared fries.
back at home to ransack my room looking for a certain something, said good bye to elena who was moving on up, to the west side... and edith and i were off to the airport to give vickster my presents for karey and to get karey's presents for all of us. vicki and i chatted for a bit and then i told her about edith in the car, which she didn't know, and we hugged and i told her not to, haha, i mean i told her to hug karey for me and (you know i really wish i could hug my friend karey. karey we need a visit!) then i went back to the car and edith and i drove out to the plane watching place. edith would say the 'magical plane watching place' because she is frankly obsessed by planes. we watched some take off and we watched some land. edith knew what kind of planes they were and what company and yadda yadda. she is highly obsessed. excessively obsessed if you will. on the way back we saw and owl! it was so cool. it was flying and then landed in a tree and wouldn't fly again, but stared at us as we sat in the car in the middle of the road and stared at it. it followed us with it's exorsist head as we inched past it. i wish i could have seen it better to know what kind it was, but it was super dark out and i couldn't tell, just that it's face was light.
back at home we watched a movie on mount kilimanjaro which we are going to climb one day if we do not die from altitude sickness first.
well hi. i haven't been a very good blogger lately. i've been so busy. the ironic thing about busy-ness is that there are a lot of things to tell and yet no time to tell them. and then once you're back to not being busy (this is a state that some people like elicia have never experienced, but i have) there is lots of time to write but nothing to say. conundrum. another conundrum is how busyness and business are spelled the same way. that bugs me every time i go to write about busyness/bizzeeness. more irony is the fact that now that i have time, i don't spend it sharing, i spend it writing about the spelling of bizeeness. ok. i'm going to stop now.
so boot camp was going great. hard core and torturous but great. you know--i felt accomplished, i had lots of energy throughout the day and i enjoyed thinking about the benifits my body was going to have from it all-- but then in the middle of the second week i noticed that the side of my knees were sore. i noticed it during a jumping jacks set. so they got more sore and during my super packed weeked they didn't get any rest, but instead i jerked/jolted them on sunday during a walk. sooo monday of boot camp they hurt too much and that night they hurt a LOT and i woke up to super hurty knees. and so i haven't been going since then. taking a break. it didn't help that my shoes were old and ratty and there were large flaps hanging off the bottoms (i have since tried to glue them)... anyways yesterday i was really blue about it. today i feel better though, because i think things will get better and maybe i can afford new shoes.
yesterday edith went with me to my 2nd dress fitting. i had my dress on but mary wasn't ready for me, so me holding the gaping back of my dress shut, edith and i had fun looking at wedding dresses. we didn't need to try any on though. we just hooked the hanger over our necks voila! we knew exactly how it looked on us. this was edith's wedding dress ingenuity. we were both keen on a grecian dress. we surprised ourselves in this. edith also tried on two vegas wedding dresses--both short and um...'flirty'.
mary had to take in my dress because of boot camp effects. then she made it even more snug because she said very confidently that i was going to slim down even more. gosh--the pressure. mary is from vietnam and she learned to sew there when she was a little girl and absolutely loved it. must be fun to do something you love to do.
elicia's wedding shoes came in the mail and they're very cute, however they have an unmistakeable, undeniable, fully bawdied aroma of moth balls. odd. it reminded me of katie and brent's first apartment that i de-mothballed with the help of fatima and myles watson.
eedie and i went straight from dress to cake and anna's cake house. elicia was already in the office talking to the friendly, laid-back, butter obsessed ron. ron gave us the whole shpeele about butter and must have said butter a bilion and one times. saying butter over and over while talking very quickly is not that easy. i kept expecting him to trip over the word butter, but he loves butter so much that he never misspoke it one time. the point is, ron believes in butter, not marg, and real whipped cream and flour and no transfats. ron brought us cakes pieces to taste. it was fun. elena came too, but missed the butter manifesto. she did get some butter talk but not THE talk. ron's kids get the butter talk instead of the birds and the bees talk. anyways we had fun and ron was nice and casual and buttery. i can still see his lips forming the words butter. it just made an impression.
it was raining out and elicia pushed me. she didn't care about my hurt knees. no she didn't. nobody cares. i wouldn't say that for realsies, it's just that everyone says "how's your poor foot?" "it's my knees!" i say. "oh. i thought it was your foot..." they say looking confused. this is why i was irritable with elicia today when she kept asking me about being ill. "i'm not sick! it's my KNEES." HAHAHA er... hahaha, i mean.
on the way to vera burger was when edith and i began sharing the accident stories.
leesh and lane were already at vera's sitting on the icy cold metal chairs. i got the four cheese burger and asked for feta as well. may as well. five cheeses are better than four, i always say. edith and i shared fries.
back at home to ransack my room looking for a certain something, said good bye to elena who was moving on up, to the west side... and edith and i were off to the airport to give vickster my presents for karey and to get karey's presents for all of us. vicki and i chatted for a bit and then i told her about edith in the car, which she didn't know, and we hugged and i told her not to, haha, i mean i told her to hug karey for me and (you know i really wish i could hug my friend karey. karey we need a visit!) then i went back to the car and edith and i drove out to the plane watching place. edith would say the 'magical plane watching place' because she is frankly obsessed by planes. we watched some take off and we watched some land. edith knew what kind of planes they were and what company and yadda yadda. she is highly obsessed. excessively obsessed if you will. on the way back we saw and owl! it was so cool. it was flying and then landed in a tree and wouldn't fly again, but stared at us as we sat in the car in the middle of the road and stared at it. it followed us with it's exorsist head as we inched past it. i wish i could have seen it better to know what kind it was, but it was super dark out and i couldn't tell, just that it's face was light.
back at home we watched a movie on mount kilimanjaro which we are going to climb one day if we do not die from altitude sickness first.
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