It's bloody cold out there.
Arctic blast, indeed!
So, it's monday now.. I just waved goodbye to Jen and Robby and sent them on their merry little way to Boston. I expect, as they left about 9:15, I expect Kar will post her version of this weekend at approximately 7 at night. (having gone through the 40 or 45 other friends posts between now and then, of course :) )
Not to suggest Kar is addicted to LJ...
which she is...
which she proved yesterday morning...
as I, being the addict I am, waited impatiently for her to finish so I could read too ;)
The concert was good. It's a real pity dawnstar
didn't get to see it. It was just the two of them performing... good good stuff, most of it.
The opening band, the Cash Brothers, were okee too...
I find it... ironic... extremely extremely Ironic that, in the end, Dawn and Oliver couldn't make it up after having gotten them tickets, having gotten them a ride to and from Rochester, having watched Star and Phinnia fight and makeup (as Star screams we need a backup plan in case they don't) and having Star change the plans at the very last minute.
I'm not angry at all... mostly amused.
This goes as further proof that Lord Murphy rules supreme!
Mathematically speaking, the higher the number of ways for things to go wrong, the higher the probability that one of them will.
LITE's version of Murphy's Rule right there.
If you use, quote me ;)
So, here's how everything really happened yesterday.
Started off at about 10:00 in the morning once everyone was actually awake. Went downstairs after Kar checked LJ, checked my email and there was the email from Dawn "Kolys has the plague. We can't make it up." okee.
At, I'm guessing, approximately the same time TalPhinnia (one of the two) got the same message... and, somewhere along the way, got very fearful that the transportation system wouldn't even get them TO the mall and their car seat was broken.
So instead we made plans to hang out with them at their house.
We got there (having nearly got lost once. Yay for Jen because *I* would have probably have gotten lost on my own. It's tough enough driving where you don't know where you're going, but looking for signs that weren't there (get this...TalPhinnia's exit was only available via the 190 South.. NOT the 190 North. What the hey?) and reading the map so I know where I'm going? No way.
So we got there, hung around for about half an hour.. met the gang (Talphinnisean and two rather small white bears, i think... they were a bit large to be cats ;) )
I dunno... maybe it's a guy thing... I know I was more comfortable cuddling up to kitties than I was to get too near to Sean.
Odd that, I think.
Jen, on the other hand, cuddled up to everyone (kitties and babies alike)
and Robby cuddled up to Jen ;)
So, after TalPhinnia's we ran to the Galleria to meet Trillidork... were there 10 minutes late (which worked out in our favor because I got to scare the hell out of Trillian. She was turned away from us and watching the other side of the mall. So I "snuck up" and yelled "Boo!" and she nearly jumped five feet! >:D)
Which is further reason for her to call me SATAN, I guess >:D
Had another delicious dinner at Johnny Rocket's (only hampered by my own drippy nose that I had to keep excusing myself to blow because I didn't feel it was... cool.. to blow it whilst others were eating.)
We hung out with Trillian in the mall till 3:30 (i got myself a cute little zebra striped cow (named: Incowgnito and a book)
went to visit the Mac store (which must be pretty new, cause I don't remember it from when Trillian and I walked around the mall last summer) and to Sears to look for a Carseat/Carrier for Talphinnia.
Then we went back home for a couple hours.. watched most of Moulin Rouge, went off to Chang's Garden for dinner (I thought the food was OK but I recall the shrimp and walnuts being better than it was.. (not that it was bad, I just recall it being better, ya know?))
Then off to the concert which rocked, home, sleep and that was it.
That was yesterday.
Today... I dunno.
We may or may not meet Marc for dinner. It all depends on WHERE he wants to meet and if we can pick up Josh... here's the issue..
Grandma doesn't want to meet Marc for dinner (which is shocking in it's own right. That's a MAJOR thing in our family. My grandmother believes that family is everything... she invites him to her house for the high holidays and thanksgiving and such... but to not want to go out with him?)
Maybe it's just my perspective.. she was tickled pink when we invited her to my pre-commencement dinner to Daffodil's and she's tickled pink at going to see Josh perform next weekend.
Maybe that says it all.
Anyways, grandma doesn't want to have dinner with him. I certainly as hell don't. And mom doesn't want to go alone. And add to this, we need to be around to pick Josh up from practice.
So... I dunno.
My major plan is, after class, run to Wegman's and get some milk for my mother and myself and catch up on sleep (I like having guests over, especially good friends like Jen and Robby, I DON'T like losing sleep because I have to feed the baby and he eats faster than the other cats, so he gets bored and looks for trouble (including pouncing suspicious moving things under the covers) while I try to SLEEP! )
Finally, before closing this post, let me post my weight for the week. Keep in mind, part of it might be due to lingering sickness (but I dun think so), my weight for the week is...
That means... *1* lb. away from 50 lbs. of WEIGHT LOSS :D
51 to go :D
*does a happy jig*
Actually, by my math.. if I lose approximately 5 more pounds, I can no longer be called medically obese, I'll simply be overweight instead. Trust me, that's a BIIG improvement on my health.
Even Jen noticed I'm not as poke-able as I was last summer.
Yay, me! Yay, weight-loss.. Yay, finally getting healthy (slowly but surely)
OK, time to post :D