Is it Wednesday? I think it's Wednesday. There's something in my left eye. Very uncomfortable.
Last night was practice. I'm on most of the set, and it's very taxing. I am beginning to think that on some songs I'm a little disappointing. But, I continue to work. Last night, I tried to concentrate on making my left arm movements bigger, but after the first few songs, I was drowning in constructive criticism, and started to forget. Oops. I don't know what it was about yesterday...maybe the way the weather changed in the mid-morning...but I was tired. Tired and something else, but I don't know what. ??? Serious? No, I wasn't too serious. Maybe dull is better.
I made spaghetti for dinner last night. I've only made it 2 or 3 times since I've been married. Josh is not a huge fan. But he seemed eager enough about it last night. So, I am left to wonder if he was finally happy to see it after all these years, or if my cooking of late has left something to be desired.
I went to Melanie's graduation party after Sunday's practice. I drank and laughed (Really, though, when do I not? I swear...I'll laugh at anything...) and talked to strangers and stayed out late. I don't know whether I felt like a grown-up or a naughty child. Melanie's mom is adorable. I am extremely fond of her. And the cat likes me. That was a strange moment. I was asking how to get back to the main roads, and I reached over to pet the cat. Both of Melanie's parents stared. It seems that the cat's usual reaction is to bolt. But that's fine. For a moment I was afraid I had chocolate icing on my elbow or something.
I got thrown in the pool. Not my favorite, but I lived to tell the tale. I'm more than a little ashamed, actually. The guys marched me to the pool with obvious intent, but was I preparing myself to be dunked? No. Didn't even take a deep breath. Why do I think I'll be able to talk myself out of these situations? At least I was properly clothed. They warned me when I first got there that if I didn't get in the pool they would throw me in. So I borrowed a bathing suit from Melanie (won't go into the shame and humiliation that brought on) and swam for a bit. But were they pacified? No. Why didn't they throw Maki in? She would have enjoyed it. Well, too late to sulk. Well, I sulked then, too, as a matter of fact. I had just brought Eddie a beer, and I demanded it back.
"Are you seriously mad?" He looked a little incredulous.
"No. But you made me get water in my nose." Boo-hoo. It hurt, too. They had a great time telling everyone that they made me cry. Maybe I should have. Think it would have helped?
Melanie got, as a graduation present, a wine glass that holds an entire bottle of wine. She had a few glasses. I was a little afraid she would drown in the pool, there at the end. Her boyfriend was cold and got out of the pool with her still in it, floating uncertainly and hiccuping. What kind of guy would choose his own comfort over the SAFETY of his girl? The kind who would get her a huge wine glass for graduation, I guess. I was inclined to think well of him until the pool incident, though. Now I shall have to wait and see.
Peach wine is yummy. Like dessert.
I'm actually going out tomorrow night as well. Josh is letting me sing karaoke for the first time since we've moved back to MO. Now I'm all nervous. Plus, we're going with Gabe from Josh's work. He's a nice guy. A former Marine, like Josh, only he's more the type. But the stories about Gabe for the last few months have not been the kind that make me wanna go drinking with him. For a while, there was a rumor that he and his wife were splitting up. I'm hoping that I can strong arm some of my buddies into meeting us there. Then maybe I can get away with just small talk and not get into the sad story. I offer my shoulder willingly enough when it's my own friend who needs it, but virtual strangers..... Well, you get the idea, I'm sure.
Any suggestions on what I should sing?
I'm going to be trading cars, too. It's convoluted, but it all works out. Thursday, I will arrive in the truck (maybe with Josh, but I don't know that part yet). After practice, Helena will take it, and I will drive Melanie's car, since she won't be in town. (Don't worry, both Helena and Melanie were involved in concocting this plan.) Then, on Sunday, Helena will drive my truck to UMSL to load it up, and someone will pick up me and Eddie on the way to Columbia, since we...are on the way to Columbia. Ta-da!
Oh, and I forgot to mention that my mommy and Gran came to see me on Monday. It was fun. I showed Gran pictures of Brother's house, and we had lunch, and played on the deck with bubbles. I sliced up some peaches for them. Gran brought me a present. When I was a toddler myself, we would have picnics, and Gran particularly liked to bring boiled eggs. She likes hers soft-boiled, if I remember correctly. Monday she brought to me the salt and pepper shakers that we used to keep in the picnic basket for just such a snack. They're shaped like owls escaping eggs. A touch juvenile, but fitting, I suppose. I'm very touched that she brought them. I will put them in our picnic basket.
Grant woke up unpleasant today. He's been using his energy to make Abbie (and occasionally me) unhappy, instead of happy. It's upsetting. Especially on the days when she is so obviously happy to see him and ready to play. She's been happy and nice lately, so if it weren't for Grant, I would be enormously relieved. But it's a toddler thing. They tag team you.
I cut my toe in the runner of the rocking chair. I wonder if it needs something on it.
Tonight we will have frozen pizza. Why am I looking forward to that so much? I also plan to do some laundry, in a minute. And read. I'm reading. Just Twilight again. Geez, that lady can't write. She has one character tell a story, and then later another character will be telling a story, but they're both in the same voice. And here are some words I'm tired of hearing: smolder, grimace, pain... But I am fond of two or three of the characters, so here I go again! I do kinda wish I had something new to read. Borders sent me a coupon over email, and I almost didn't delete it. But then again...what would I buy, anyway? My last purchase (Woo-hoo! Go dollar bin!) was disastrous. Maybe I should run to the library and check out Stephanie Plum again. Naw...I'd probably gain 5 pounds reading about her dessert cravings.
Ah, the sound of children...fighting. Duty calls.
Have a happy today.
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