Bits.

Good weekend.
Fast weekend.
Messy apartment.
Grading and test review making.
Miss CB.
Why did Dad's gf have to sit in dad's lap at the engagement party?
Beyond that, good times.
Can it be June now?
3.5 weeks until whore weekend.
Hungry. Can't cook. Help.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CB COMES TOMORROW!!!!!

ENGAGEMENT PARTY SATURDAY!!!

ENGAGEMENT PICTURES SUNDAY!!!!

LOOKING AT POTENTIAL RECEPTION SITE SATURDAY!!!!

TOMORROW IS FRIDAY. *long sigh of relief.*

Happy happy times. Long distance for only 6 more months.

November 4, 2008

"You know what happens after tonight? Or even tonight? Or tomorrow afternoon? We all become Americans... and we support either Barack Obama or John McCain, whoever wins this thing."

The Flu

In this past week alone, I can count on both hands how many students and faculty have come down with the legitimate flu virus. 2 of my students missed the entire week. An entire week of Latin- something one does not EVER want to miss, lest falling incredibly behind.

I am deathly afraid of getting the flu. For obvious reasons like: no one wants to be sick really, but also for these reasons: I do not want to miss work. No one can do my job like I can (this might sound arrogant, but really, any teacher should feel this way about missing work, especially a foreign language teacher, because really, almost no one can do the job like they can). Also, I live alone and quite frankly I am quite whiny when I am sick and no one is around to take care of me. I do not want to deal with myself.

So I am trying my hardest to avoid touching things students have touched (impossible) and washing my hands at every chance I get (more feasible), and trying super hard not to bite my nails (which is doable, but lately I have had extreme urges to bite them more and more). I did wake up with a massive headache this morning, and felt a little sick to my stomach, but I am going to ignore these and press on as if nothing is wrong and perhaps, in the end, nothing will actually be wrong.

One last reason I do not want to get sick: CB arrives in 5 days. 5 DAYS! YAY! The first time I have seen him since we became engaged!! An exciting weekend is about, with engagement party, engagement pictures, having to take him to my school's homecoming football game because I have to fulfill or partially fulfill my cheerleading co-sponsor obligations.... and our 2 year anniversary is this Tuesday (also ELECTION DAY), and we are celebrating this weekend. What an exciting week/weekend! CANNOT GET SICK.

Also. I voted. So should you.

Best thing about this birthday: I finally get a horizontal driver's license

Yes. I am being quite serious.

Today is my birthday. Shockingly (or maybe not?) I cried a lot today.

I cried this morning because I felt utterly alone on my birthday. Because CB is in another state, my best friend is in another state, and my other best friend is out of the country. Because my teacher friends were all at a conference which I was not at because I had to take cheerleading sponsor duty while my co-sponsor was at the conference- seniority and such. That and she is vice president of the Texas Classical Association.

And I had a nightmare about my wedding day last night.

And my dad didn't call me to wish me a happy birthday until 7 pm. But that is neither here nor there. I won't get into that.

The day did improve significantly. CB had a webcam birthday date with me, for which during the first half of I cried and he just patiently listened and was comforting. And then did everything he knows how to do to cheer me up. Which worked.

I received 18 hot pink roses from CB and a wonderful message. And the UPS lady delivering them was really nice too.

I bought myself chic-fil-a for lunch, and realized as I started driving that MY DRIVER'S LICENSE EXPIRED TODAY!!! Yessss! Luckily, I already had ordered (if you could call it that) the new one online 2 weeks ago.

I realized said driver's license will FINALLY be horizontal like all other adults. (Yes, I am one of those young kids who were the first to get the horizontal under 21 driver's licenses, though, as a note I would like to say that my first license was actually horizontal and my head had to be turned to the side. It was the SECOND license, the 17 yr. old one, that I received the vertical one. Just what you all always wanted to know about me.)

I went to fulfill my cheerleading sponsor duties and the cheerleaders did a great job. And a student of mine had made me a birthday cake and brought it to me. And another had made me some frosted sugar cookies. And another brought me a Coke- anyone who truly knows me, knows this was a good call on said student's part. And still others told me they had stuff they wanted to give me on Monday. It was nice really.

Finally I made my way to my mom's house where my stepdad had made my favorite pasta. My mom took me to look at wedding cakes through cake shop windows- for fun, my brother and I got in an argument and I started crying, again. My mom gave me beautiful earrings and my brother and his gf gave me my second wedding planning book and a beautiful Coach scarf, and (drum roll) I tried on my mom's wedding dress. It was super fun. It fit me perfectly. I will not be using it for my wedding, but it was a great time to be wearing a wedding dress, even if I thought the front looked funny on me.

I did like the back though. The buttons weren't buttoned like they should've been. But i still liked the back. (picture quality sucks because it was taken with my cell phone)

Then, because I am a raging nearly quarter century old, I came home and am about to retire to sleep. At 11 pm. Because my face is sunburned and I am tired.

It is no good to be alone on your birthday. But it is great to have wonderful friends who call you and send you cards and gifts and remember you always. Thanks whores, I love you both so much. And thanks for being co-maid of honors. : )

And that was my day.
But, YESS, for the horizontal license.

I <3 October.

I love the fall. More importantly, I love October. The temperatures drop to comfortably cool, and sometimes a little uncomfortably cool- enough to warrant my putting on a sweater, which makes me happy. In Texas, the trees don't do much, but that's alright, it is the weather that matters most.

October is the beginning of the holiday season in my mind. Birthdays (including mine... next Saturday!!!), Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years all consecutively fall in line starting in October.

And, as weird as this will sound, October has a smell. Certain things just start smelling like Fall. I love it.

In the meantime...

the chapel is reserved for the wedding. (yesssssss). December 19, 2009.
a friend of CB and I is taking our engagement pictures in November.
and my mom is worried enough about silly wedding details that I really just have to sit here and relax.

Next order of business: finding a reception venue. All in due time.

I am trying to recover my work ethic. Getting engaged knocked it off balance for a good two weeks. I was lucky to get my 1st quarter grade in on time... sort of.

And it's October... it is so hard to focus during such a gorgeous month.

What One Does a Week After Getting Engaged, or, Why the day you get engaged is a lot like Christmas morning.

This weekend was spent doing several things.

Mostly I slept a lot. I went to bed before midnight- usually well before midnight- every night, and woke up around 8, 9, or 10 the next morning. Sometimes I woke up at a 8, did stuff for 10 minutes, and then went back to sleep.

When not sleeping, I spent a great deal of time flipping through wedding magazines and cutting/ripping stuff out. This is in part thanks to my dear whore friend who mailed me 4 'gently used' wedding mags, and a black book with blank pages with the purpose of being filled with my rippings and clippings.

Same whore friend mailed me my birthday presents, which I promptly opened 2 weeks before my actual birthday. Even though it said to wait. But I was just dying to see what was in the the awkwardly shaped package which turned out to be a Camp Rock radio/pen.... neat. The Hannah Montana Glue stick was actually a necessity though. A necessity for gluing my wedidng mag clippings into my black book.

I finally got around to cleaning some stuff, but after I carefully removed my engagement ring and cleaned it for the second time in 3 days (anal much?!).

I mostly have found that the moment you get engaged, that beautiful, meaningful, amazing moment in your life- is over in 5 minutes. Much like Christmas morning. All the anticipation and then BAM, that very moment is over.

Then you spend the rest of your time playing with what you got on Christmas day, or in this case, engagement day. I gaze at the ring. I fret over the small scuffs on the palm of it, and worry that it might be losing its sparkle.

If you are not playing with the actual gifts from the day, you are messing with the assorted pieces that go with your gifts... here this would be wedding magazines and day dreaming.


Unlike Christmas morning, engagement lasts. It turns into wedding day. Wedding day turns into marriage. Marriage (hopefully) turns into the rest of your life.

So after all of my sleeping and wedding magazine reading and clipping and ripping, and brief spurts of cleaning, I finally did some legitimate work for school.

And thus here I am, writing about engagement again. Sigh.