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Day 1066: The Invasion!
Mar. 4th, 2013 10:09 pmOf my immune system at a most inopportune time. Not England by the Normans. But hey, I had to throw a geek reference in there somewhere.
According to the doctor last week, despite my myriad of headaches, everything is normal with me - I'm not anemic or anything. In a couple of months we can try for another baby. I'm pretty apprehensive about it. My niece is super sick, and after what happened to little Noah, I'm a little nervous, to say the least.
I had a fantastic weekend with my girl BenTen. Being around that girl is balm for my soul. We had a rockin' awesome time at the bellydance festival, where we saw some amazing dancers and she enabled my purchasing of costumes. When you've been dancing long enough, you can tell the experience dancers just by the figures. There was one woman who was literally the shape of an hourglass, no corset necessary. Wow. And there was a man who danced. I'm not usually shallow or crude, but I'm pretty sure he could have had any woman he wanted. I love how a man can dance and look strong and graceful without looking feminine. And the man was a skilled technician. I'm honestly a little cynical about the super slender dancers (because no woman who's been dancing like that for a really long time is the ideal slender), and I was gratified to see so many women of different shapes and sizes getting up there and performing. I appreciate a skilled technician over a pretty girl any day. There was one woman who danced with a pair of swords - I think her name was Armina - who was amazing. And one dancer did a drum solo dance. I didn't know her name, but I totally would have given her a man's head on a platter. And I'm straight.
The best part of hanging out with BenTen is that she brings my muse back to life. I've discovered that if I really want to work on my novel, I'd best be at the shop, because that's probably the only place I'll get any writing done. But we can hang out, and fangirl like made, and squee over the boys we like, and inspire each other to write more, and write better. I really am looking forward to living so much closer to her. Then maybe we can make our crazy publishing house dream come true. Who knows?
This whole homebuying thing is freaking me out. Cody's right, though - we've done the hard part. I moved out here and got married without knowing if I'd have a job or not. When we do move again, we'll both have jobs. It'll be an adventure, but it'll be a lot more secure. Mostly I'm excited for our trip overseas at the end of the month. I have a crazy idea for a novel, and I think going overseas will help me write. The last time I was traveling, I wrote something decent, so I'm hopeful. A change of scenery goes a long way to helping me write, which is weird, because when I was younger I had to be comfortable some place before I could write.
I came down with a lousy cold on Sunday, just in time to visit my sister and brother-in-law and my poorly but still adorable niece, and so I drove home early and ended up falling asleep at about eight. I worked from home today so I wouldn't infect my coworkers, and I'm feeling better, but still not 100%.
I accidentally locked Cody out of the flat while I was away from the weekend. He'd lost his keys, and I locked the flat before I left. And then we locked ourselves out of the flat tonight when we went to get FHE burgers, but luckily Cody knows a little B&E, so now we're warm and snug in our flat once more, me folding laundry and updating my journal and crocheting while he plays Rune Factory and makes me smile. I love that kid. Also, he's pretty hot.
Here's to my family healing up and this week getting better.
According to the doctor last week, despite my myriad of headaches, everything is normal with me - I'm not anemic or anything. In a couple of months we can try for another baby. I'm pretty apprehensive about it. My niece is super sick, and after what happened to little Noah, I'm a little nervous, to say the least.
I had a fantastic weekend with my girl BenTen. Being around that girl is balm for my soul. We had a rockin' awesome time at the bellydance festival, where we saw some amazing dancers and she enabled my purchasing of costumes. When you've been dancing long enough, you can tell the experience dancers just by the figures. There was one woman who was literally the shape of an hourglass, no corset necessary. Wow. And there was a man who danced. I'm not usually shallow or crude, but I'm pretty sure he could have had any woman he wanted. I love how a man can dance and look strong and graceful without looking feminine. And the man was a skilled technician. I'm honestly a little cynical about the super slender dancers (because no woman who's been dancing like that for a really long time is the ideal slender), and I was gratified to see so many women of different shapes and sizes getting up there and performing. I appreciate a skilled technician over a pretty girl any day. There was one woman who danced with a pair of swords - I think her name was Armina - who was amazing. And one dancer did a drum solo dance. I didn't know her name, but I totally would have given her a man's head on a platter. And I'm straight.
The best part of hanging out with BenTen is that she brings my muse back to life. I've discovered that if I really want to work on my novel, I'd best be at the shop, because that's probably the only place I'll get any writing done. But we can hang out, and fangirl like made, and squee over the boys we like, and inspire each other to write more, and write better. I really am looking forward to living so much closer to her. Then maybe we can make our crazy publishing house dream come true. Who knows?
This whole homebuying thing is freaking me out. Cody's right, though - we've done the hard part. I moved out here and got married without knowing if I'd have a job or not. When we do move again, we'll both have jobs. It'll be an adventure, but it'll be a lot more secure. Mostly I'm excited for our trip overseas at the end of the month. I have a crazy idea for a novel, and I think going overseas will help me write. The last time I was traveling, I wrote something decent, so I'm hopeful. A change of scenery goes a long way to helping me write, which is weird, because when I was younger I had to be comfortable some place before I could write.
I came down with a lousy cold on Sunday, just in time to visit my sister and brother-in-law and my poorly but still adorable niece, and so I drove home early and ended up falling asleep at about eight. I worked from home today so I wouldn't infect my coworkers, and I'm feeling better, but still not 100%.
I accidentally locked Cody out of the flat while I was away from the weekend. He'd lost his keys, and I locked the flat before I left. And then we locked ourselves out of the flat tonight when we went to get FHE burgers, but luckily Cody knows a little B&E, so now we're warm and snug in our flat once more, me folding laundry and updating my journal and crocheting while he plays Rune Factory and makes me smile. I love that kid. Also, he's pretty hot.
Here's to my family healing up and this week getting better.
