Instead of attempting it (like many who were bolder/jackass-ier than me). I figured it was an accident, and I didn't want to cause another one. Moments passed. People were getting out of their cars, wandering around, wondering what happened. The longer we waited, the more affirmation I had that the accident was quite terrible.
After spending an hour driving three-tenths of a mile, the flow of traffic gets going, though very slowly. Then you see the scene unfold as you drive by. Firetrucks, police cars, men milling about inspecting the crash vehicles. I see the first car. Other than its accordioned hood, it was fine. Then I see it. In the center lane, there is a huge smear/puddle of blood. What looked like a white t-shirt crumpled up on one end of the blood. A lone shoe on the other end.
It was honestly the most disturbing thing I had ever seen in my life. Seeing that stuff on TV or the movies doesn't ever adequately prepare you for seeing it in person.
Then I saw the second vehicle, which was a rolled SUV of some sort. There were men peering inside its opened doors. Because they had all these little cones strewn about, I assumed they were putting together some sort of CSI-type report where they had to reconstruct the accident to determine the cause.
I finally got to my parents and tried to put it behind me. Being surrounded by my dad, aunt, uncle, 3 cousins, 1 brother, and my trusty sidekick of a kitty helped.
Lucretia had dental surgery last Thursday. She had a tooth bothering her, and it was getting worse. I had hoped that the tooth would fall out on its own, but to no avail. She did really well, and it was a good thing I brought her in too because the infection was pretty bad. My poor baby! She is recovering quite nicely, back to her sassy, playful self. She loves her antibiotics (banana-flavored), which I really appreciate because medication Puddy was quite the challenge. She has a little gap where her tooth used to be which healed nicely and now we're waiting for her shaved parts to grow back.
Chris had a housewarming party last Friday, which was a lot of fun. He cooked dinner, which was freakin' delicious. OMG, I ate so much, I couldn't sit down anymore. The food was that good. I made carrot cake cupcakes and ooey-gooey chocolate coffee brownies for dessert for the party. The brownies all went, and about half the cupcakes were eaten. This was a test run of a business venture we're thinking about, so it was good to see how well people responded to the food. We played Apples II Apples, Catch Phrase, and various Wii games afterward.
Saturday, Jenn and Len arrived. I had a pre-brewery tour party, though only Stephen and Lindsay made it for that. We played Guitar Hero till Chris and Jon arrived, then it was time to go. We meet up with Stephanie at the brewery, then went through the tour, and sat around for the tasting. We had dinner after the tour, then went downtown to the lake to drink, hang out, and play the Great Dalmuti and Catch Phrase. Then we went back to Chris' and played more Wii.
Sunday, Jenn, Len, and I had sushi for lunch, then went to Mayfair for some shopping. I picked up some chocolate chai from Teavana (damn that store and their store front sampling), which is so freakin' delicious, it should be outlawed. Two things I love, chocolate and chai, married into one harmonious beverage...yummy. After shopping we went to the Envoy for drinks before going to see Kraftwerk.
Kraftwerk was awesome! Germans, industrial music, and robots, oh my! I didn't realize that there were only 2 original members left in the band and that there were two newer, younger dudes. One of the younger dudes was super hot. I was okay spending 2+ hours looking at him. They had a cool visual display accompanying each song, and it was interesting to hear the updated and live versions of their songs.
After the show, we met up with Jimbo at Caffrey's, then we had a quick bite at Angelo's before heading home.
Monday, I made baklava muffins in the morning to bring to a vegan potluck that I was attending. The muffins were a hit.
Tuesday, I had dinner and TV plans with Steph.
Last night, Chris and I saw a screening of Dark Matter and actually sat with the executive producer during the screening. After the screening, a group of us went out for dinner and drinks with the exec producer, who was, as Mike put it, "just some dude." It was interesting to hear how incredibly lucky his career path was, as he never would've gotten involved with movies if the film (financial) company didn't want to branch out into the mortgage industry. His (mortgage) company was bought out by the film company, and now he does marketing for the movies.
Tonight, might be Battle Royale 2 with Chris. This weekend will be a road trip home to see Sweeney Todd (the musical) and visit the family.
OMG, what the hell was I thinking last week? Chin Strap drives me nuts! Just when I think he's over all his drama, I find that he's not. I need it to sink in that he's got issues that he's never going to resolve because he thinks there's nothing wrong with them/him. I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I know what my issues are and I don't pretend that I don't or bury my head in the sand. There's the difference. I have more self-awareness and I know who I am.
I'm so frustrated with men right now. An old flame may be rekindled and I'm not sure what to do. I want to, but I don't want to want to. I know I miss him. I miss the way he used to be with me. BUT (of course there was going to be a but), he wants me to settle down. Thinks I'm being "immature and irresponsible" because I do what I want. Hello, I'm not married and I don't have kids, of course I'm going to do what I want! I'm not hurting anyone, I'm taking care of the things in my life, and I'm not doing anything illegal, immoral, or unethical. But that makes me "immature and irresponsible." It drives me crazy!
And for the last boy-related thing. I found out the Love of My Life (what I'm now dubbing the boy du jour) is seeing someone. I wasn't prepared for how much that would impact me. I kick myself constantly over this. I really wish I could redo that one day when I royally screwed things up. Oh well. It just wasn't meant to be.
On a completely different note, I saw Kids in the Hall over the weekend. The show was good, but the show they did a few years ago was better. The show needed more Scott Thompson! Still, I'm glad I went.
I was talking to Julie about him because she was a big proponent of him. She really wanted me to marry with Yusuf (who is totally hot, but neither of us are each other's type), but now that she sees how much Chin Strap adores me, she thinks I should marry him. Except she's not sure anymore about us because he isn't "the love of my life," as she put it.
And I admit, I don't know what I want in a relationship anymore. Just the idea of "the love of my life" has been rolling in my head ever since Julie brought it up. When I see Chin Strap, I don't get that fluttery euphoric feeling in my stomach. But, during the course of the day, he does all these sweet, caring, and considerate things, and my heart just melts. At the right moment, I can look into his face and think he is the most beautiful boy in the world. And that's just it. It only comes to me at certain moments. It's not constant.
For comparison, when I look at Chuck Steak, every fiber of my being reels from euphoria. All I think about when I see him is how much we belong together. And I know, no need for lectures when you point out the fact that we aren't together.
I guess the big question is would it be a waste of time if he's not the love of my life?
So, even though I'm not a practicing Catholic, I still give something up for Lent. Not sure if it's nostalgia or the practice of sacrificing something to appreciate it more/alleviate dependence on it. This year, I gave up shopping. Something that I've done a few times, but I can't remember if I've done that consistently. There were a number of reasons why it was good to give up shopping. For one thing, the introduction of car payments back into my life is forcing me to be more frugal about unnecessary purchases. The other is it makes me focus on stuff that is truly useful vs. stuff that's just going to sit around unused.
Last night, I had Stephanie over for dinner. I made like MacGuyver and looked what I had in my fridge and cupboards and made a pretty tasty meal. I also made some vegan carrot cake cupcakes for Bill and Jacolyn since I had some leftover vegan icing from the batch I made for Bill last week and, of course, a bunch more carrots.
One of the project managers came up to me this morning to let me know how much he appreciated all the work I did for his last major project and gave me a "thank you" award which is a $50 AmEx gift card. I thought that was really cool, since I didn't know these awards even existed, and all I really wanted was to be invited to the project team lunch celebration. Which didn't really happen because there was a company-wide lunch to celebrate the launch of his project. Anyway, yay for me! It always feels nice when you are recognized for your work, even if it's part of your job.
Oh, and one more thing.
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gurf, you know how you wondered if Dart was the only dog that likes to sit on the back of the couch? Nanna does the same thing too, it's hilarious. Her legs are so short, I wonder how she even manages to get herself all the way up there. Also, belated birfday shout-outs to
catntonic and gurf. Hope your celebrations were fabulous!
