I woke sometime last night and thought that yesterday was all a bad dream. One of those that has you wrapped up and emotionally overwhelmed.
I got back on Saturday night in not the best of conditions. Immersion was really rough. A very hard, stressful, overwhelming week where the length of my trip started to wear down on me and make me long to be home with RC.
In an effort to be more communicative while I was gone, I sent home postcards and jotted down little notes in a baby notebook that Spyboy and I found in New York. I thought it would help me remember the funny things that happened while I was gone so RC and I could catch up and I would have these funny stories to tell him. I figure I will turn those notes into blog postings to share with the one person who reads this although I am sure I will tell them to her in person anyway.
There is plenty that I can tell of my story over the last 3 weeks while I have been gone. Some funny, some good, some terribly sad. I suppose as I go along you will be able to tell the difference.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Something isn't working...
And I have the feeling that that something is me!
I haven't been very diligent in posting as I had once claimed to be planning. Instead, I fill my days with regular work, derby work, WFTDA work and the never ending quest to find a new pair of skates. I suppose if I tried, I would dedicate some time to jot down some witty observances about the world around me. But alas, I haven't been that dedicated.
In a side note, I am in the middle of planning our trip to the Clover Cup in early March. I plan on NSOing and working on getting certified. The current debate is driving 10 hours or flying. It's a hard call since I think driving would be fun.
Also, last night we went out with the girls for some drinks as it was Miss A's last night working at the bar. Not only was she in fine form, but during a conversation, I admitted that I am little queer. I enjoy looking at the ladies. This, in turn, makes RC uncomfortable as in he thinks I will one day switch teams and decide that being with a boy isn't in my life plan. But I don't think it would come to that. Instead, how can someone with eyes in their heads deny that some girls are just hot? Like good lord and slap your mama hot? Does that make you a little queer?
I haven't been very diligent in posting as I had once claimed to be planning. Instead, I fill my days with regular work, derby work, WFTDA work and the never ending quest to find a new pair of skates. I suppose if I tried, I would dedicate some time to jot down some witty observances about the world around me. But alas, I haven't been that dedicated.
In a side note, I am in the middle of planning our trip to the Clover Cup in early March. I plan on NSOing and working on getting certified. The current debate is driving 10 hours or flying. It's a hard call since I think driving would be fun.
Also, last night we went out with the girls for some drinks as it was Miss A's last night working at the bar. Not only was she in fine form, but during a conversation, I admitted that I am little queer. I enjoy looking at the ladies. This, in turn, makes RC uncomfortable as in he thinks I will one day switch teams and decide that being with a boy isn't in my life plan. But I don't think it would come to that. Instead, how can someone with eyes in their heads deny that some girls are just hot? Like good lord and slap your mama hot? Does that make you a little queer?
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