It's birthday week!

I haven't made a big thing of it, because I'm really ambivalent this year. (look down) Last year was the Epic Party of Doom, and it's pretty hard to improve on perfection.

But my awesome gay boyfriend A. made an event of it last night - since I coordinated his birthday last month, he wouldn't hear of me sweeping mine under the rug.

So a few of us went out dancing at Oil Can Harry's, the local gay country bar. I don't know what it is about boys in cowboy hats dancing together, but it was fantastic. My legs are killing me and I'm about to fall on my face just as we're going on a road trip, but I think I have a new obsession. And Chris is almost as excited about the boots as I am.

Speaking of road trip, there's a reservation with our names on it and my birthday present waiting for me so we are out.

Happy weekend!

Labels: Birthday Week, Dancing, New Obsession, Road Trip, Tiff

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Positive, positive, positive...

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A moment of silence.

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POSITIVE-FREE ZONE

The minute I decide that I'm going to be more positive (I've even got backup from the awesome Kimberly) all I want to do is complain.

I wish I weren't so very predictable.

It's not even bitching for entertainment's sake - it's more like "I'm starting my diet tomorrow, so today I'm gonna eat all the crappy chocolate in the house that I don't even like because I WON'T BE ABLE TO LATER."

So if I'm gonna be like that, I may as well get it out of my system:

1) Uncomfortable? That too. I've been ignoring what's likely a pinched nerve in my neck and I haven't been comfortable in weeks. I've been avoiding going to the doctor - because I don't feel he takes me seriously - and it's totally demoralizing to take off work to do the health care runaround with no tangible results. (...with no car*) Add HMO/primary-care changing annoyance/he's not as bad as the last one/who knows if the next would be worse/ angst; mix in some self-recrimination for not taking care of myself in the first place and GRAR.

2) *Ok, the car is fine (fortunately) - it's my license that's the issue and I'm not even getting into that right now.

3) Hi. I'm fat. No, seriously. I have to replace my entire motherfucking wardrobe - on a 'you have got to be kidding me' budget - because nothing fits. I can't do waistbands. At all. I don't even know how to dress anymore! I've really, REALLY tried to get on board with accepting myself as I am (Honestly, I get nothing but positive reinforcement and support - seriously) but I feel like I ate a ton of bricks and I look like I'm pregnant. Taking the stairs has become a production, and I spent weekends ROCK CLIMBING last year, for fuck's sake. It's freaking me right out because I look in the mirror and don't recognize myself. Which leads to-

4) SHITTING FUCK I'm getting old and I have absolutely no idea how to cope with that. At all. In related news, my shockingly bad memory is getting worse - and I didn't think that would be possible. It's kind of hard to get an entire sentence out without stumbling, and my spelling is going to shit. To say this frightens me doesn't do it justice.

So now I've taken a huge, nasty shit on the front page of my lovely blog. I'm hoping that getting it out of my head and onto a page is enough to reboot my brain so I can start over tomorrow without any of this stuff getting in the way.

Wish me luck or its equivalent. Aren't you glad I started blogging again?

Also? Can we please not do the "Oh, but you're not fat/old!!!" thing? Not only because there's nothing wrong with being either fat or old (or both!) but because I'm not here for the sympathy or to have my feelings invalidated. I'm here because writing is the best way I've found to figure out how I want to deal with stuff and move forward.

/gathers courage, and post!

Labels: 1st World Problems, Get Over Myself Already, Let's Start Over Tomorrow, Unfounded Bitching

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Drive by posting-

1. Just dawned on me that I can avoid that whole "Getting canned for blogging from work" problem by emailing myself content. D'uh.
2. Shoe selection fail trifecta: Everything so far has been ugly, ill-fitting and too expensive. This shall not stand.
3. Here lies the winner of the infuriating post of the day. More to come.
4. Remind me to post about District 9.
   
5. Off to our weekly True Blood (link contains recap of current episode*) screening. Wheee!!

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While I'm up...

Spent the day at the Natural History Museum (...whose cafe makes a tasty french fry) with mah honey. In this heat, it was genius to spend the afternoon in air conditioning among our fellow nerds. Tagged along slightly behind a guided tour, and was charmed by the docent. Getting paid to geek out and tell everybody how cool The Thing You're Obsessed With is has got to be a great way to make a living. (I'm sure it's a volunteer position, but I can dream.)

Anyway, their gem collection is amazing and Chris successfully kept me from being dragged to jail for molesting and/or swiping the jewels. I probably watched The Pink Panther* too many times as a child, but secretly I always wanted to grow up to be a jewel thief or cat burglar with glamorous headquarters somewhere in the Riviera.

I was a weird kid.

Chris is posting pictures elsewhere - beware the puns. You've been warned.

* The original, for god's sake.

posted by Space Kitty at 7:32 PM|| Comments (3)

Oh, hi.

It's been so long I almost forgot how to log into blogger. That's embarrassing. You know what else is embarrassing? I realized yesterday that blogging has been the one way I've been able to keep track of/remember my life.

So here I am again, (at least until the brain transplant) so I can look back and say, "Oh yeah, that's* what we had for dinner Saturday!"

Also: pictures from the trip.

PS. 7 more shopping days. Help.

*lobster, really tasty margaritas, the best mexican coffee I've had and a surprisingly small check. Yum. Thanks, honey!

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