The Twisted Minds of Aimee and Angie

We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit. - EE Cummings

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

This, that and the other thing.

Well, while I'm certainly not kicking, I am definitely alive. I finished all my antibiotics (like a good little girl) and while they did indeed kick the strep throat, they're doing nothing for this awful ear infection that gaily tagged along with it, if anything, it's gotten worse and it hurts. The sun poisoning, on the other hand, is doing a-okay, clearing up nicely and all that jazz.

Anyway, I had a fairly nice weekend. Cameron was off in Miami with Drew's parents from Friday to Monday and I missed the little moster something fierce but I did get in a bit of relaxing and that was a lovely thing.

Friday, I bypassed home and headed straight for my mom's to hang with her for a while. We went to Cracker Barrel, had a nice dinner (gods I wish they'd get in some of their yummy Coca Cola Cake already) and browsed through their gift store (they have some super-cute stuff and they have this whole "sunflower" line that made me want to sigh) before heading back to her house to have some coffee and a chat. It was nice.

Saturday, after sleeping in a tiny bit, I hopped in the shower (heavenly) and took longer than I should've seeing as my mom was picking me up to go Easter shopping around noon, but she was late so it worked out perfectly. Once we were on our merry way, we stopped at Dunkin Donuts so I could get my coffee fix and then it was off to the hell that is Walmart to get odds and ends for Cameron's Easter basket. After Walmart we stopped at my mom's for some lunch before hitting Barnes and Noble for this book we've been contemplating, then it was back to her house where we made cinnamon muffins (hot and gooey and delicious) and coffee to enjoy with our movie. We watched Pirates of the Caribbean, it was supposed to be Spiderman (I'm catching her up cause Cameron says she has to come with us to see the new ones--LOL) but I grabbed the wrong movie--oops. She dropped me back home around 8 o'clock and Drew scooped me up shortly after so we could hit Carrabba's for dinner. After dinner we went back to the house chatted about this and that, had some phenominal sex and cuddled up for sleepy time.

Sunday, I slept in more than a tiny bit (and it was good), went out for coffee (Pepsi for Drew), dawdled and was otherwise nothing but a lazy lump until it was time to get ready to head to my mom's so we (my mom, Christie and I) could all drive to the Hard Rock together. It (Hard Rock) was awesome! Since they still have my beloved bingo (heh) at the old casino, I'd yet to actually make it over to the new one and mores the pity cause it's kick ass. We had a blast and the concert was fantastic. I'm not a huge country music fan, I don't hate it but I don't love it either, but I've always adored Vince Gill, his voice is incredible and he puts on a good show (I've seen him once before). After the concert we wandered through the casino for a bit, had lattes (with the exception of Christie--the baby thing) at Bad Ass Coffee (Yum Yum Yum) and browsed through shops before heading back home. I got home late, went to bed later and was drag ass tired Monday morning but it was well worth it.

Monday was busy, busy, busy and it was my allotted late work day (Bill and I have sorta worked out a schedule of sorts for late work days) on top of it so it certainly wasn't spectacular but it could've been worse. It was coming up on 7 o'clock when I left work and I had to meet Mara and Otto to pick up Cameron on my way home so I hightailed it to Coconut Creek and picked up my monster, who was most happy to see me and I him. Back at home we ate dinner with my dad and papaw then headed upstairs where Cameron stretched out on my bed to watch himself a movie while I read.

And today, well, it's been alright so far. Life is still crazy and stressful and entirely too busy and I'm still a good bit more than marginally depressed but things aren't as precarious as they've been the last few months and it's starting to look better all around so that's something.

In other news, I have a writing deadline I have to meet (mid May) and since I only have one of three storied written, it's time to work on pulling myself out of this funk, focus and get my ass busy writing. Wish me luck.

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