When tried on the little black dress and the little red dress Dorothee asked me where I had been hiding them. I wasn't really hiding them, I just never had anywhere to wear them. But I do now, and I'm excited. I even went and bought new shoes. They are high heeled, open toed, white with black lace cover with a patent leather bow. (that description was more for the female readers than the males.) I've very excited. I will post party pictures of my getup. Oh, and what makes me super excited is that I'm going to wear the red dress- which- since I've been working out so much and have lost quite a bit of weight (especially in but and waist) I look really good in it!
There is one part of this trip that makes me just want to say "no, that's okay. You can go without me." and that is that for over 2 hours I'm going to be sandwiched between the hulking kiddie seats in the backseat of the Land Rover. And while you may think-- Land Rover's are huge. What are you talking about?- well. Not big enough. I'll have to post a picture- but it's a damn tight squeeze- and I'm caustrophobic. Not a fan of small spaces. They make me panic attack-ish. ugh.
In other news:
Thomas and I have returned to our pre-hospital state of happiness. I get to see him everyday- which like a spoon full of sugar- makes the medicine of work, papers, school, homesick, and stress go down. In a most delightful way. lol :D I'm looking forward to the party today- but I'm going to not see Thomas for THREE DAYS! *gasp of horror* I KNOW! It's terrible- but somehow through the miracle of cell phones- I plan to survive. :D
Dorothee got the cast taken off and an astronaut boot replaced it. I'm really happy that at least she can somewhat walk now. Which is good.
Carola's sneaky gene still hasn't quite got it right yet. I guess she decided she didn't want to eat the stuff her mom packed for her for snack at school. Instead of getting rid of it in a trashcan between here and school (the sneaky thing to do) she instead threw it away in her bedroom trashcan. Which - HELLLO!!!! Is completely findable. And find it Dorothee did. And screaming- Dorothee did. Completely reasonable. Carola is very bad at following rule number 1- because she always gets caught- (Let's hope it stays this way... the getting caught part).
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*Added on after Original Posting*
I feel I have to come back and add this.
(Writing is how I work things out, deal with me.)
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How stupid is this? I saw him about 13 hours ago- I saw him twice yesterday and I'm going through withdraw. Whenever I'm away I miss him almost immediately. I've never been wrapped up in a guy like this. If I were on the outside looking in I would think "Holy Shit! A Stalker!"- then I would run for cover. I think that's why the whole "Living with Psycho Ex" thing drives me crazy. I just can't stand the idea. It makes me nuts.---
Like- okay stupid I know, but I went onto her Kwick site (undercover) and found pictures of her, him and his brother all posing together at a nightclub party. It was a picture taken by a PR agency so I verified that they were out clubbing together during that time period that I was all sad because he wasn't contacting me. He's partying while I'm sad- that sounds wrong. But then again, so what? Why shouldn't he have a good time? They are still friends...of the opposite sex....who dated for years.....who live in the same apartment...... ugh. *slams head onto desk*---
I'm such a stalker. I hate this. I've never been wrapped up in a guy like this and I hardly recongize myself. I feel like slipping my head into my plastic H&M bag and breathing deeply. (Don't worry, I won't). But I don't like how this makes me.---
SEE!!! This is why I don't normally do relationships.
It makes people crazy. ---Or just me? I don't know.
But as crazy as it makes me- I don't want to stop.
And I can't wait for Sunday when I get back.
I think I'll go surprise my sweetie at work. :D
