New Leaves

highlights not neccessarily in order

I had a great weekend. Mike and I have been planning to take this weekend for five months. We headed up to Detroit very early on Friday morning, and did not return until very early this morning. As expected we did way less socializing than we probably should have. But, we don't get a lot of time with each other at the moment, so we stayed in the hotel room a lot and napped, watched movies, ate (oh my goodness we ate so much) and just enjoyed some uninterrupted alone time.

I am completely spoiled right now. I am certain that there is a stench, I am that spoiled.

I had to work an obscene amount of hours/ days in a row to get the three day weekend that I requested. This resulted in my feet being so sore that I could barely walk. I was hurting my back by trying to walk in a way to take some of the pressure/pain off of my feet. Then, Aunt Flo decided that she was going to announce her visit with a terrible case of cramps/ lower back pain, which did not let up until Sunday. (unfortunately, this means that I missed the drumming/ dancing)

My beautiful staffmaker was even better than perfect. He insisted on buying a massager, a pair of big fluffy turquoise house slippers, midol (which he purchased on his own so that I didn't have to get out of the car.) and some vegetarian sushi.

We also did a little gift exchanging. I had already told him/ showed him the quilt I made for him (it still has to be tacked) and I showed him the faerie and dragon figurines that I made for him out of sculpey clay. (they need to be baked, but the dragon is sleeping in a circular way with his wing extended. the faerie is tucked up and sleeping in the area under the wing. It's real sweet. They come apart, and i look forward to finishing them.)

He bought me a pink Ipod Mini. I am so chuffed. I intend to go directly to the fitness club and strut around flashing my Ipod.

I thought that perhaps our room would have a miniature table in it, I have a picnic basket-backpack that I wanted to use to set up a dinner table for the two of us. So, I improvised. I took everything off of the desk and moved it to the center of the open space and set up our little table. It was really cute.
I was missing a few pieces out of it, so when we went to walmart he bought some pieces to help make it a whole set.

There was a masquerade ball on Saturday night. I was a dark faerie. Black and silver mini dress, black and silver wings, black feathered mask, fishnet thigh highs, and to top it all off, 3/4 length (over the knee) catch-me-fuck-me boots.
We didn't stay at the costume ball very long. Wonder why. I'll also need a new black and silver dress. It seems to be emmmm.... unrepairable.

>:)

Mid Sunday, Mike and I met up with Jon and Susie at Big Boy and enjoyed a nice brunch. There was a moment I looked at the check (a no no for me, Mike has insisted on paying for the whole weekend) and I told him it was habit, and that I did it by accident. I told Jon and Susie I called him Daddy Warbucks this weekend, and Mike says, "No, she just called me Daddy." I turned so red.

Mike and I seem to be fighting a flu bug. So we laid down for a nap and were gonna pack up the car, and visit Kim, Katie and Christian on the way out of town. Well, we woke up late, took too long to pack up the car, and the weather was scarey. Under ideal conditions we would get home around midnight. We got home close to 2 a.m. So, unfortunately, we missed out on visiting them. But Mike and I intend on being at the wedding in May, so we'll all meet up yet.

I was all set to come home, and have to work tonight. I was all set to have to go into my job and act like a royal bitch because they've been dicking me around/ working me like a dog. (I have been made to feel that I must beg/bend over backwards for any schedule requests, and they were seemingly unwilling to work with me on letting me have Sunday night/ Monday mornings off. Plus, I never get to know my schedule until it's so late that I can't make any plans to do anything. Not to mention that I am just plain exhausted from the erratic schedule)

I am not one for throwing in the towel, but I was going to to go work, see my schedule, and then call my area supervisor and ask for a store transfer. I just *knew* that this is how it was going to go.

I went into my work, picked up my check, saw that they had given me an acceptable compromise, and given me my hearts desire : working 4 days a week, 10 hours a day, a month long schedule, and sunday night/ monday mornings off.

So, feathers all ruffled for no reason. Even better, I have today off. Which is absolutely perfect because I'm exhausted, I have a ton of shit to put away and I am fighting a cold. So, I am drinking warm tea and trying to put away my stuff tonight. Usually, I don't catch colds any more than a sniffle. I have a fever and a sore throat, so I am trying to appease them.

I'll be going to bed early or taking a nap... one of the other. I'd really like a burrito.

Posted by hawkie at February 21, 2005 03:37 PM