I simply cannot get enough of this song right now. I love the whole album, and have been listening to it for some time now since it came out last year, but this song, Two Weeks from Grizzly Bear, is just like an anthem for me right now. How great are these lyrics: Would you always...maybe sometimes...make it easy...Take your time.
Now, I'll admit that the video turned me off initially, but it does get more interesting toward the end. When their faces get weird, it kind of reminds me of the video for Soundgarden's Black Hole Sun.
P.S. Sorry about the funky centering of the video in the frame - no matter what I tried, I couldn't get it centered right in such a small area on the blog, but I have an idea it has something do do with the ratio for the HD video. If you're so inclined, you can click on it to watch it directly on YouTube. Otherwise, just enjoy the tune.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Working things out
So, I'm happy to report that I'm feeling mildly better. While that might not sound like a lot, it is when you feel like you've got a mountain to climb and don't even feel like getting out of bed. I got through the tough week at work last week, and I'm hoping that it's the last part of the proverbial band-aid being pulled off in that department. Sure, things are going to continue being tough, but I'm hopeful that the most emotionally difficult situations are over for the foreseeable future.
I spent most of Friday doing some planning and budgeting work, and making a list of the bazillion things I'm now responsible for and need to do over the next month. While a bit overwhelming, it helps me to have the checklist of things to cross off as I complete each task. This will be especially important now that I'm the only person on my "team." How do you like them apples?
This weekend was pretty low key. I rested up due to the cold that's still making it's way out of my system. The antibiotics are helping, so I'm sure it's just a matter of time until I'm back to 100% on that front.
I spent Saturday sleeping in, and then literally laying on the couch the entire day watching TV and movies. I got hooked on an L.A. Ink moronathon, which was pretty entertaining and made me think about getting my own tattoo touched up at some point or maybe getting a new one at some point. But, I'm kind of averse to getting something like that while I'm in the middle of a personal crisis. L. and I watched the movie, Pirate Radio, which was a fun flick and had that happy ending that we all wish for. Plus the soundtrack was bitchin', even if the movie focused on the period of 1966 but the music included tunes from years later.
Sunday, L. and I slept in again and then we got to work on the yard. The weeds have really taken over some areas, so it's slow going to get them all and try to make sure they don't return. There's still plenty to do, but it will have to wait for another day. Here's hoping the coming week has some peace and that I'm able to get some good work done.
I spent most of Friday doing some planning and budgeting work, and making a list of the bazillion things I'm now responsible for and need to do over the next month. While a bit overwhelming, it helps me to have the checklist of things to cross off as I complete each task. This will be especially important now that I'm the only person on my "team." How do you like them apples?
This weekend was pretty low key. I rested up due to the cold that's still making it's way out of my system. The antibiotics are helping, so I'm sure it's just a matter of time until I'm back to 100% on that front.
I spent Saturday sleeping in, and then literally laying on the couch the entire day watching TV and movies. I got hooked on an L.A. Ink moronathon, which was pretty entertaining and made me think about getting my own tattoo touched up at some point or maybe getting a new one at some point. But, I'm kind of averse to getting something like that while I'm in the middle of a personal crisis. L. and I watched the movie, Pirate Radio, which was a fun flick and had that happy ending that we all wish for. Plus the soundtrack was bitchin', even if the movie focused on the period of 1966 but the music included tunes from years later.
Sunday, L. and I slept in again and then we got to work on the yard. The weeds have really taken over some areas, so it's slow going to get them all and try to make sure they don't return. There's still plenty to do, but it will have to wait for another day. Here's hoping the coming week has some peace and that I'm able to get some good work done.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Aha
So, I had my doctor's appointment yesterday afternoon. The nurse and my doctor were really great about everything, and that's always good when you're prone to crying at the drop of a hat. The doctor put me back on an antidepressant I used in the past, and gave me a prescription for an anti-anxiety medication to use as needed also. While I was there, she asked about my cold and symptoms and figured out that I've got a bad sinus infection going on, so I started antibiotics as well. Lots of stuff to combat the issues going on right now.
L. has also been especially loving and supportive, which is really helpful. I'm thankful to have someone in my life who tries to understand as best he can and help me when I need it. Hopefully I'll be able to cope better with things soon.
L. has also been especially loving and supportive, which is really helpful. I'm thankful to have someone in my life who tries to understand as best he can and help me when I need it. Hopefully I'll be able to cope better with things soon.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Weekend recap
Well, I'm still getting over the gunk from this cold that started mid-week, so I didn't get nearly as much done on my staycation as I'd have liked. For instance, I didn't get around to cleaning out my closet and putting random piles of things away. It's OK. I can get to those next weekend, perhaps.
What I did get done this weekend was pretty good considering that I was basically coughing up my lungs for most of it. Yesterday, I spent a couple of hours out in the yard weeding until it started pouring rain. I picked up the rest of the weeding of that area today and had it done in a few hours. It looks much better now, and I put down some Preen, so hopefully that will help things from coming back, although one of the weed types had these little needles that flew everywhere the minute you touched the plant. So, we'll see how that goes. I may need to do a second round if those seeds take root. The rest of the yard still needs a lot of work, but one area at a time. It felt really good to be outside today in the sun, listening to my iPod. L. went up to the sale property to mow the lawn there and work on the dandelion situation at that place.
I also vacuumed the downstairs and steam cleaned the carpets. I find carpet cleaning so rewarding. The stuff that it gets out of the carpets is nothing short of amazing, and I think it will help with my allergies to have addressed that stuff. Someday we'll have laminate floors or something like that down here, but all in good time. I cleaned out the refrigerator, and gave it a good scrubbing so that we could pack in the groceries from our big grocery shopping trip tonight. We got lots of good, healthy food for the week, so now we just have to follow through and actually cook this week! But I think that eating better will really help me feel better about things in general, and it's better for me anyway. We got all the laundry done, and beds all made up with fresh linens.
So, I feel like I can go back to work tomorrow and at least have gotten some things done around the house to make things better. Due to a mix up with the receptionist at my doctor's office, it sounds like my appointment won't be until Tuesday now. I'll call in the morning and confirm whether it's tomorrow or Tuesday. Oli also goes in for a haircut on Tuesday. He's really furry and looking like a little black mop.
I know this next week is going to be really difficult with work, so I'm just trying to have as positive an outlook as I can, and will try to remind myself to continue taking things one issue at a time.
What I did get done this weekend was pretty good considering that I was basically coughing up my lungs for most of it. Yesterday, I spent a couple of hours out in the yard weeding until it started pouring rain. I picked up the rest of the weeding of that area today and had it done in a few hours. It looks much better now, and I put down some Preen, so hopefully that will help things from coming back, although one of the weed types had these little needles that flew everywhere the minute you touched the plant. So, we'll see how that goes. I may need to do a second round if those seeds take root. The rest of the yard still needs a lot of work, but one area at a time. It felt really good to be outside today in the sun, listening to my iPod. L. went up to the sale property to mow the lawn there and work on the dandelion situation at that place.
I also vacuumed the downstairs and steam cleaned the carpets. I find carpet cleaning so rewarding. The stuff that it gets out of the carpets is nothing short of amazing, and I think it will help with my allergies to have addressed that stuff. Someday we'll have laminate floors or something like that down here, but all in good time. I cleaned out the refrigerator, and gave it a good scrubbing so that we could pack in the groceries from our big grocery shopping trip tonight. We got lots of good, healthy food for the week, so now we just have to follow through and actually cook this week! But I think that eating better will really help me feel better about things in general, and it's better for me anyway. We got all the laundry done, and beds all made up with fresh linens.
So, I feel like I can go back to work tomorrow and at least have gotten some things done around the house to make things better. Due to a mix up with the receptionist at my doctor's office, it sounds like my appointment won't be until Tuesday now. I'll call in the morning and confirm whether it's tomorrow or Tuesday. Oli also goes in for a haircut on Tuesday. He's really furry and looking like a little black mop.
I know this next week is going to be really difficult with work, so I'm just trying to have as positive an outlook as I can, and will try to remind myself to continue taking things one issue at a time.
Friday, April 16, 2010
And so there it is
Well, I tried. I've been off antidepressants for nearly two years now, but unfortunately I think I need them again. I suppose it's better this time, in that I can see the signs and try to address things earlier than the first time I needed them. I don't think I'll need to be on them endlessly, but there are certainly enough things going on right now to where the depression is setting in and I am getting panic attacks again. L. and I have been working on reducing the level of stress and figuring out how to be happier on an every day basis, but it's not enough for me.
Depression and anxiety are no fun, and I feel weak for resorting to antidepressants, but I know that the alternative is worse and staying in bed all day isn't going to make anything better. I've taken this week off to try and relax and do things that I enjoy so as not to focus on all of the other stuff, but it's not really helping. I finally called the doctor's office this afternoon in a fit of tears to make an appointment to go back on antidepressants, and the receptionist was so nice about it all, which seemed to make me cry more. After I got off the phone, I felt better because I know that it's a positive step for my mental health and being able to cope with all the pressure and sadness, but I honestly thought that I wouldn't ever need them again. I guess I was wrong.
I think the worst part is just how everyone else reacts to it, which I suppose shouldn't matter, but sometimes it does. If you've never dealt with depression and panic attacks, it can look pretty ridiculous and make you think that the person just needs to pick themselves up and stop being a baby about everything. But those of us who have gone through it know that it's a much harder, insidious thing to battle and it's not just a matter of picking ourselves up by the bootstraps and getting on with things. I literally feel like the life drains out of me and I have no energy for anything. I drag myself out of bed as much as possible and try to maintain a normal life, and there are moments where things feel "normal" before it all crashes again. And unfortunately, I've noticed that the crashes are lasting longer and longer, and the normal parts are becoming less and less as time goes on.
I'm proud that I survived the last couple of years without antidepressants. I had a lot of pressure with the new house, moving in with L., getting married, honeymoon, illness, and death of several family members and friends. But we just haven't really gotten a break, and even though I pledged that 2010 was going to be far better than 2009, I'm just not seeing a huge change. I can't really continue ignoring the fact that I have to force myself to do absolutely anything other than hide out at home and eat crappy comfort food. Even the last few things I've done with friends, while fun and I think definitely part of my regular "normal" life, have been work and left me feeling drained instead of energized. Today I found myself absolutely devastated about going back to work on Monday and had a panic attack, at which point I called the doctor's office knowing that I can't continue like this.
L. is supportive. I broke the news to him tonight, and he tries to be understanding. It's hard for him to really understand because while he may have faced situational depression and difficulty in his life, he's not had the chemical unbalance I'm facing right now and unable to get a handle on. And, of course, he has the added issue of coming from a family where this kind of thing is definitely seen as unacceptable. What they don't get is that I'd give nearly anything to not feel this way.
I know that the things we're facing and struggling with are parts of life, and that we'll have ups and downs. I can certainly accept that. I just can't accept the toll it's taking on me, especially when I have to keep up my end of the bargain. I know that finding something more fulfilling in my life would help, but I don't have the extra energy to even take a step in that direction right now, so I know that I need the additional help. And so there it is. I hope that this help will give me the energy I need to make the necessary changes to lead a more fulfilling life, and in turn help me to wean myself off of the antidepressants again at some point. I do think that ultimately this will be a bit of a dance throughout life with medications, but I hope that I can find ways to reduce my need for them in other ways and only use them at points like this where I'm at the end of my rope. Here's hoping.
Depression and anxiety are no fun, and I feel weak for resorting to antidepressants, but I know that the alternative is worse and staying in bed all day isn't going to make anything better. I've taken this week off to try and relax and do things that I enjoy so as not to focus on all of the other stuff, but it's not really helping. I finally called the doctor's office this afternoon in a fit of tears to make an appointment to go back on antidepressants, and the receptionist was so nice about it all, which seemed to make me cry more. After I got off the phone, I felt better because I know that it's a positive step for my mental health and being able to cope with all the pressure and sadness, but I honestly thought that I wouldn't ever need them again. I guess I was wrong.
I think the worst part is just how everyone else reacts to it, which I suppose shouldn't matter, but sometimes it does. If you've never dealt with depression and panic attacks, it can look pretty ridiculous and make you think that the person just needs to pick themselves up and stop being a baby about everything. But those of us who have gone through it know that it's a much harder, insidious thing to battle and it's not just a matter of picking ourselves up by the bootstraps and getting on with things. I literally feel like the life drains out of me and I have no energy for anything. I drag myself out of bed as much as possible and try to maintain a normal life, and there are moments where things feel "normal" before it all crashes again. And unfortunately, I've noticed that the crashes are lasting longer and longer, and the normal parts are becoming less and less as time goes on.
I'm proud that I survived the last couple of years without antidepressants. I had a lot of pressure with the new house, moving in with L., getting married, honeymoon, illness, and death of several family members and friends. But we just haven't really gotten a break, and even though I pledged that 2010 was going to be far better than 2009, I'm just not seeing a huge change. I can't really continue ignoring the fact that I have to force myself to do absolutely anything other than hide out at home and eat crappy comfort food. Even the last few things I've done with friends, while fun and I think definitely part of my regular "normal" life, have been work and left me feeling drained instead of energized. Today I found myself absolutely devastated about going back to work on Monday and had a panic attack, at which point I called the doctor's office knowing that I can't continue like this.
L. is supportive. I broke the news to him tonight, and he tries to be understanding. It's hard for him to really understand because while he may have faced situational depression and difficulty in his life, he's not had the chemical unbalance I'm facing right now and unable to get a handle on. And, of course, he has the added issue of coming from a family where this kind of thing is definitely seen as unacceptable. What they don't get is that I'd give nearly anything to not feel this way.
I know that the things we're facing and struggling with are parts of life, and that we'll have ups and downs. I can certainly accept that. I just can't accept the toll it's taking on me, especially when I have to keep up my end of the bargain. I know that finding something more fulfilling in my life would help, but I don't have the extra energy to even take a step in that direction right now, so I know that I need the additional help. And so there it is. I hope that this help will give me the energy I need to make the necessary changes to lead a more fulfilling life, and in turn help me to wean myself off of the antidepressants again at some point. I do think that ultimately this will be a bit of a dance throughout life with medications, but I hope that I can find ways to reduce my need for them in other ways and only use them at points like this where I'm at the end of my rope. Here's hoping.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
San Juan Island
So, for the past few weeks, things have been a bit tough in general, and mid way through last week I decided to take this week off. I just felt like I needed some time away from work to think about some things and figure out how to deal. Of course, I decided to check my email today and got another little surprise, so I had a moment of freaking out and then decided to just let it go. I think that I try to take too much responsibility for some things, and even though I am a lead, there are things that I just have no control over and things that I just need to be able to step back from. It's hard to do that being the kind of person I am and having the kind of job I have, but it's true. And for my own health and sanity, I'm trying my hardest to figure this out lest I fall back into depression or just lose my mind entirely.
One of the things I had to look forward to this week was a trip to Friday Harbor with my friend, A., who was visiting from London. We left Monday morning for Anacortes to catch the ferry to Friday Harbor, and when we landed we checked in at our hotel, Friday Harbor House. It was a nice room, and we each had our own bed in addition to a great view, jacuzzi tub, and comfy chairs. We dropped off our stuff, and walked around the town, which is really cheery and friendly. We stopped in some shops and had nice conversations with everyone around. We then headed to Mi Casita for a great Mexican dinner and drinks, before heading back to watch the movie, The Illusionist and turning in for the night. Then yesterday, we got up and drove all around the island checking out the sights. We did walking tours of both the American Camp and British Camp, and saw deer and foxes. One fox was so close at American Camp that I got some really good pictures of him. We also looked for whales at Lime Kiln park. We could hear some activity in the water, and every once in awhile we'd see something poke up, but we couldn't really tell what it was for sure. I don't think it was orcas, since I think we'd have seen the dorsal fin. But it was possibly some other kind of whale or porpoise, and it was so nice to stand there in the sun looking out at the beauty of nature. I feel so lucky to live in such a beautiful part of the country, and be within driving distance of such amazing places.
We headed back yesterday afternoon and A. headed off to visit her next friend on the visit. It was a great time with one of my best friends, and really helped to have someone to talk to about things and lighten my load. I woke up this morning with a cold, so I took it easy today and will break out the Nyquil tonight. I'm hoping to feel well enough tomorrow to do some work out in the yard. I feel like my ultimate thing right now is to reconnect with nature and basics, and focus on simplicity rather than drama.
And hopefully next week when I go back into work, I will be more rested and have more perspective on things than before this mini break.
One of the things I had to look forward to this week was a trip to Friday Harbor with my friend, A., who was visiting from London. We left Monday morning for Anacortes to catch the ferry to Friday Harbor, and when we landed we checked in at our hotel, Friday Harbor House. It was a nice room, and we each had our own bed in addition to a great view, jacuzzi tub, and comfy chairs. We dropped off our stuff, and walked around the town, which is really cheery and friendly. We stopped in some shops and had nice conversations with everyone around. We then headed to Mi Casita for a great Mexican dinner and drinks, before heading back to watch the movie, The Illusionist and turning in for the night. Then yesterday, we got up and drove all around the island checking out the sights. We did walking tours of both the American Camp and British Camp, and saw deer and foxes. One fox was so close at American Camp that I got some really good pictures of him. We also looked for whales at Lime Kiln park. We could hear some activity in the water, and every once in awhile we'd see something poke up, but we couldn't really tell what it was for sure. I don't think it was orcas, since I think we'd have seen the dorsal fin. But it was possibly some other kind of whale or porpoise, and it was so nice to stand there in the sun looking out at the beauty of nature. I feel so lucky to live in such a beautiful part of the country, and be within driving distance of such amazing places.
We headed back yesterday afternoon and A. headed off to visit her next friend on the visit. It was a great time with one of my best friends, and really helped to have someone to talk to about things and lighten my load. I woke up this morning with a cold, so I took it easy today and will break out the Nyquil tonight. I'm hoping to feel well enough tomorrow to do some work out in the yard. I feel like my ultimate thing right now is to reconnect with nature and basics, and focus on simplicity rather than drama.
And hopefully next week when I go back into work, I will be more rested and have more perspective on things than before this mini break.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Weirdorama
Last night, I went to the Tiesto concert at Wamu Theater with my friend (I'll call her LL here to differentiate from husband L.), while the hubby went to the Spoon concert at The Moore. L. took me to Paul van Dyk at the Showbox Sodo in February, and it was probably a fatal mistep for him in that I then discovered that Tiesto was coming in April, and at Tiesto I have now discovered that Armin van Buuren is coming in May. It's become quite the parade of big-name Eurpean DJs coming through our little Sea-town, and it has renewed my fervor for techno music. This is in addition to L.'s taking me to club Rain at the Palms in Vegas last year on our anniversary so that I could see Paul Oakenfold's resident show, although Paul was unfortunately gone the night we were there.
In any case, I'm digging the techno scene again and getting back into the groove. I almost didn't end up going to Tiesto because I couldn't find someone that into techno to go with me, but my friend LL gave up the chance to see Jonsi (from Sigur Ros) to accompany me, and man! Am I ever glad that she did!!! I feel like I must have been in a parallel universe or something last night. It was definitely a diverse crowd of people, and I found the people-watching bit as entertaining as the music. I think because Tiesto's latest album featured some more indie vocalists (Tegan and Sara, Emily Haines, Jonsi, Kele Okereke, etc), it brought out quite a variety of people, and it was definitely different than the PvD crowd from February. Kaleidoscope (Tiesto's latest masterpiece) obviously mixed some great elements to get all these people in a room together.
LL and I showed up about 9:30 during local DJ Johnny Monsoon's opening, and like his opening at the PvD show, I kept thinking I should check him out aside from this huge events. We got into the beer garden and promptly waited in an inordinately long line for a beer. Let's put it this way - we each only had one beer for fear of being stuck in that line again.
We then made our way over to the front of the beer garden and stood along the fenced area to watch the show. This area was front row seating for a walkway, through which we saw some of the craziest outfits and people. You had your frat boys and trampily-dressed girls, of course, as well as the guys who like to wear light sticks and do some crazy cracked-out dancing. One group of guys was so amazing with the dancing - they were a treat to watch. You also had girls who showed up in all out lingere and one girl who must have thought it was Halloween because she was wearing a German beer maid costume. I do believe the kicker was a girl who showed up in a neon orange, lace binini and stilletos with a mini bunny/mouse ear headband. She was definitely in strong competition with the girl who wore a corset and tiny white mini skirt that lit up and white go-go boots. I think the craziest man costume was a tiny older Asian man with lowcut black leather pants and what could only be an orange, polyesther shirt with a V-cut down to his you-know-where; this particular gent challenged walkers-by to push up contests while his pants threatened to match the dreaded plumber butt syndrome. LL and I watched all of this with glee and poked each other when another crazy outfit paraded by.
So, imagine my surprise as I'm enjoying all of this and some random guy walks by and tries his hardest to make me smile. He then saunters up with two drinks, offers me one (which I politely declined), and introduces his friends. Let's just say that I in no way thought I'd be hit on last night. I wore tennis shoes, jeans, a cute top, minimal makeup, and my glasses. I was in an entirely different league than most of the attendees, and just wanted to go listen to great music and have a fun time with a friend. So, I was a bit unprepared. But once I wove the ring-finger around a bit and mentioned the husband, the conversation turned decidely pleasant and I uncovered that he is also a geek, so we talked for awhile about his job as an engineer and mine as a technical writer. His friends were goofy and funny, and LL and I turned what could have been a very crazy situation into something low-key and fun.
Then LL and I headed off to the bathroom before deciding to make our way into the dance pit. As I was walking out of the bathroom, some random guy grabbed me and started to dance, which was bizarre. I backed up and was like, "no thanks", to which he seemed pretty dejected, so I gave him a quick hug and told him that I was probably closer to being his mom than a dance partner, and walked away. Also, someone grabbed my butt.
Now, these kinds of things don't happen to me every day, and it cracks me up because I think about all the years I spent getting all dolled up to go out, advertising the merchandise, teetering around on heels like some of the girls last night, and hoping to have some male attention. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. But I can't tell you the number of times this kind of phenomenon has happened during both my marriages. I don't get men. It's the weirdest thing to me, and I can't figure out why it happens, but I guess it's nice to know that I'm not as old or unattractive as I might otherwise think I am. Not that I spend a bunch of time worrying too much about it, and I'm married now so my most important critic is L. and he seems to love me the way I am. But still, it's nice to have that feeling every once in awhile to know that you've still got it :)
In any case, I'm digging the techno scene again and getting back into the groove. I almost didn't end up going to Tiesto because I couldn't find someone that into techno to go with me, but my friend LL gave up the chance to see Jonsi (from Sigur Ros) to accompany me, and man! Am I ever glad that she did!!! I feel like I must have been in a parallel universe or something last night. It was definitely a diverse crowd of people, and I found the people-watching bit as entertaining as the music. I think because Tiesto's latest album featured some more indie vocalists (Tegan and Sara, Emily Haines, Jonsi, Kele Okereke, etc), it brought out quite a variety of people, and it was definitely different than the PvD crowd from February. Kaleidoscope (Tiesto's latest masterpiece) obviously mixed some great elements to get all these people in a room together.
LL and I showed up about 9:30 during local DJ Johnny Monsoon's opening, and like his opening at the PvD show, I kept thinking I should check him out aside from this huge events. We got into the beer garden and promptly waited in an inordinately long line for a beer. Let's put it this way - we each only had one beer for fear of being stuck in that line again.
We then made our way over to the front of the beer garden and stood along the fenced area to watch the show. This area was front row seating for a walkway, through which we saw some of the craziest outfits and people. You had your frat boys and trampily-dressed girls, of course, as well as the guys who like to wear light sticks and do some crazy cracked-out dancing. One group of guys was so amazing with the dancing - they were a treat to watch. You also had girls who showed up in all out lingere and one girl who must have thought it was Halloween because she was wearing a German beer maid costume. I do believe the kicker was a girl who showed up in a neon orange, lace binini and stilletos with a mini bunny/mouse ear headband. She was definitely in strong competition with the girl who wore a corset and tiny white mini skirt that lit up and white go-go boots. I think the craziest man costume was a tiny older Asian man with lowcut black leather pants and what could only be an orange, polyesther shirt with a V-cut down to his you-know-where; this particular gent challenged walkers-by to push up contests while his pants threatened to match the dreaded plumber butt syndrome. LL and I watched all of this with glee and poked each other when another crazy outfit paraded by.
So, imagine my surprise as I'm enjoying all of this and some random guy walks by and tries his hardest to make me smile. He then saunters up with two drinks, offers me one (which I politely declined), and introduces his friends. Let's just say that I in no way thought I'd be hit on last night. I wore tennis shoes, jeans, a cute top, minimal makeup, and my glasses. I was in an entirely different league than most of the attendees, and just wanted to go listen to great music and have a fun time with a friend. So, I was a bit unprepared. But once I wove the ring-finger around a bit and mentioned the husband, the conversation turned decidely pleasant and I uncovered that he is also a geek, so we talked for awhile about his job as an engineer and mine as a technical writer. His friends were goofy and funny, and LL and I turned what could have been a very crazy situation into something low-key and fun.
Then LL and I headed off to the bathroom before deciding to make our way into the dance pit. As I was walking out of the bathroom, some random guy grabbed me and started to dance, which was bizarre. I backed up and was like, "no thanks", to which he seemed pretty dejected, so I gave him a quick hug and told him that I was probably closer to being his mom than a dance partner, and walked away. Also, someone grabbed my butt.
Now, these kinds of things don't happen to me every day, and it cracks me up because I think about all the years I spent getting all dolled up to go out, advertising the merchandise, teetering around on heels like some of the girls last night, and hoping to have some male attention. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. But I can't tell you the number of times this kind of phenomenon has happened during both my marriages. I don't get men. It's the weirdest thing to me, and I can't figure out why it happens, but I guess it's nice to know that I'm not as old or unattractive as I might otherwise think I am. Not that I spend a bunch of time worrying too much about it, and I'm married now so my most important critic is L. and he seems to love me the way I am. But still, it's nice to have that feeling every once in awhile to know that you've still got it :)
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Wii be fit
Can I just say how much I love the Wii Fit Plus? L. and I were over at my parent's house a little over a week ago for my family birthday party, and they had just gotten the Wii Fit Plus. We gave it a try and had a blast. So, we went out the next day and acquired the necessary equipment. We promptly created our Miis - they're so cute! We've been loving the workouts, and I like that we do it together. They're fun and some more challenging than others. I like the variety, and it's nice that there's a mix of serious training for the yoga and strength exercises, and random fun stuff for the aerobics and balance exercises. Tonight L. and I both achieved the same Wii fit age, one year younger than I currently am :)
I've been perusing Amazon to see what other games we can use with the Balance Board, and keep things fun and challenging. It looks like there are many games that just use the regular controller and the nunchuck, too, so there are lots of options. I can't believe we didn't get one of these before!!!
Also, as a nod to my youth, I picked up the Super Mario Bros Wii game. I never had a Nintendo growing up. In our family, we always had the underdog things, like Beta and Sega, so I only ever got to play Mario when I went to a friend's house or the like. Last night I got through the first round and beat Bowser in the first castle. It's so much fun, and with the addition of things like Yoshi and other characters later on (which I had never played with before), it's really a trip. Here I am, a 32 year old woman, loving video games again. Well done Nintendo - the Wii is both fun and active!
I've been perusing Amazon to see what other games we can use with the Balance Board, and keep things fun and challenging. It looks like there are many games that just use the regular controller and the nunchuck, too, so there are lots of options. I can't believe we didn't get one of these before!!!
Also, as a nod to my youth, I picked up the Super Mario Bros Wii game. I never had a Nintendo growing up. In our family, we always had the underdog things, like Beta and Sega, so I only ever got to play Mario when I went to a friend's house or the like. Last night I got through the first round and beat Bowser in the first castle. It's so much fun, and with the addition of things like Yoshi and other characters later on (which I had never played with before), it's really a trip. Here I am, a 32 year old woman, loving video games again. Well done Nintendo - the Wii is both fun and active!
Friday, April 02, 2010
Why does it still kill me...
...when family or friends "friend" my ex-husband on social sites? I dunno. It probably shouldn't, but it still hits me in a weird place. I hate that feeling. Maybe because he walked out on it all and I don't feel that it's fair for him to come back to the people and life he left behind. Oh well. I'll just keep it to myself and this here blog entry.
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