Hey guys! It’s only 4:30 a.m. and I’m already jacked up on coffee and singing old-school Evanescence much to my dogs’ chagrin. It’s just another Monday morning in the Cranky household
I had one of those fun-filled weekends that allows me to feel sufficiently satisfied to start a new work week. So, let’s re-cap, shall we? I want to remember these things when I’m 80 and re-reading my blog. I’ve gotta have something to break up all the “screw the ‘obesity crisis’” posts, since I’m hoping, by 80, all that dumb shit will have subsided.
This Friday, my boyfriend and I got lost on our way to my childhood friend’s graduation party. We were in an area that had no street parking, no side-walks, no street-lighting, and residential addresses that must have been made up by Lewis Carroll – they were suspiciously out of whack. Worse – there was no sign of a party: it was pitch black and deathly silent. As we were walking along the road, avoiding ditches (I’m serious) and speed-racing cars, and growing increasingly irritated, we spotted a chick using her iPhone as a light as she tried to read addresses on standing mailboxes. It took me a second to recognize her gait and yell out her name. Apparently, my boyfriend and I were not the only ones who had been directed to the middle of nowhere by a faulty GPS. My boyfriend, my friend and I, then spent 30 minutes trying to contact my graduating-friend and using the map function of our phones to take us to an address that appeared to exist, virtually, but could not be found physically. Anyhow, we finally got a hold of my friend and found out the party was a mile up ahead. In some alternate universe apparently.
What made this party so much fun (outside of the open bar, DJ and great company!) was that I got to see my friend’s older sisters – 3 of them – who I had not seen for over a decade. See, my friend and I used to live on the same block when we were around 5 years old through the end of middle school, just at opposite ends. And we would spend nearly every day hanging out, riding our bikes, eating pizza on Friday nights, playing “night tag” and terrorizing the neighborhood boys (some things never change ). When we’d set up times to play, we’d meet at “the bush,” which was a large literal bush that sat at the edge of a house and extended all the way to the sidewalk and so happened to be smack in the middle of the block, so that we both walked equal distances from our houses to meet one another. My friend and I would love when her sisters were gone from her house, since that meant we could try on all of their clothes and shoes while pretending to be older and pretending to have cleavage that could actually fill out their shirts. Once, we didn’t hear their car pull up til a little too late, so we locked the door and rushed to throw everything back into the closet while her sisters banged on the door, demanding that we let them in. Busted.
One of her sister’s jokingly asked, “want to go to 7-11?!?” Growing up, we had a 7-11 across the street, literally, and we would go every single day without fail. Her sister recalled that one of my favorite items was a Twix. Another sister asked how I was “so skinny.” It was one of those awkward moments where I had to pause to figure out – do I tell her that in the past decade plus, I’ve gained and lost more than 150 pounds? Do I do that self-deprecating, but honest, thing where I remark about the insecurities I have with a body that I tend to view – more often than not – as “too big”? I just smiled and used some tired phrase about it being a ‘journey’ and indicated, honestly, that the only thing that has ever – and will continue – to work is focusing on engaging in healthful behaviors, more often than not, and shifting away from focusing on my weight (with the caveat that it’s easier said than done). Oy.
The rest of the weekend consisted of power-lifting with my boyfriend (apparently, all this time I’ve been calling our plan a “cross-fit” work-out and it’s really “power-lifting,” so there you go. My ignorance remains well intact). We watched a documentary called The People vs. George Lucas, which is really interesting, especially if you’re a Star Wars fan (I’m not) OR an artist of some sort (I consider myself such). I’d definitely recommend it. We also went to a matinee (i.e. affordable) screening of The Dictator. I thought it was hilarious, especially the love interest who is a feminist vegan who owns a co-op. Gotta love it
I worked a bit at my local coffee shop and ran into one of my favorite people ever – a long-time friend I call “nina” and who runs with me (when I’m not injured).
My boyfriend and I also visited Ikea to check out all the furniture that we’ll likely own for 3 months before it breaks apart lol. We’re going to be moving in together in August and we’re planning what furniture we’ll need and becoming increasingly a “we” and “us.” You know what I mean. Happy face, smile, wink.
Aw snap. Looks like the chick who used to visit 7-11 daily for her fix of Twix is growing up.
The Cranky One
p.s. I started an Amazon.com page here where I list books and work-out music I recommend. This is an affiliate page, so it means any purchase you make through those links will give me a small % from Amazon, not from your wallet. So if you want to buy me an early birthday present, just buy yourself something fancy from the links and I’ll get a few dimes to go toward more music-making! Sweet!