The" Sinus " Entry
Date: 1 June 04
Climate: I guess this is what we call summer
Eating: digesting greasy fries Eddie and I ate en route to MI last night at about midnight...
Drinking: Gatorade
Feeling: sick
Listening to: Muzak on the line as I hold with the travel agency..and the automated voice "thanking me for holding."
Watching: --
Reading: receipts.
Its either allergies or a bizarre head cold but I am sick again.
I don't know what is wrong with me.
But I figure that its just allergies, so I'll just keep throwing back the medication...my, medicine head.
The 23rd was a blazing success, much due to my fantastic boyfriend...When I woke up the weather was crap but we went to Orange and I ate chai tea french toast (mmm) and we then went back to bed...then we went to his house for this like bbq where the cake Eddie made (from scratch!) was eaten after a very embarassing "happy birthday" song from his family and friends (most of which I had never met)...then, the Pinata. Now he had told me he had gotten me a dinosaur pinata a few weeks back, because I guessed actually, but never before had I seen such a sight. It had a little party hat on which went well with the party hats we were wearing, including little blowers that flew out like snakes tongues...(but eddie's dad claimed they were no good becasue they didn't make any noise. Awesome)...the dinosaur also had a long letter Eddie wrote, stating that when we get married, we're going to start a new tradition of breaking a pinata at the reception...can't wait to see the look on my mothers face. Hee.
That evening, we went to SushiSamba and, when seated, promptly looked at one another and immediately knew that we wanted to leave...we were seated cafeteria style (minus a tiny passage way that you could use to get out which inevitably shook the tables on either side).
So we just got up after being there for not five minutes and went to retrieve the car from the valets who looked confused.
Suddenly in like a flash of light, the head waiter and another man came up and asked us what was wrong and why we had left. We didn't want to cause a scene ("This table is crap! We're Leaving!") so we had left quietly, but evidently they saw us go out and came after us.
So we just told them that the table was too cramped and uncomfortable, but that we understood that it was a busy Saturday night so we'd just come back some other night.
But that wasnt' enough...they kept inviting us back in, promising us a better table, and the kicker was the owner who like ran after us and said "you two are a good looking couple, come back in here."
Ha. It was comedy.
We did get a better table and ate and ate and ate...it was good sushi and latin fare...mmm. The decor was very...stylized, all red and blues and lush fabrics. It was nice I guess but that place is a little overrated.
We were then off to Sugar, but the cover was half of what an average dessert was, which was still too high...plus, I hate places like that, and so does Eddie, surprisingly. Everyone is all mean and angry and beautiful...ick.
But the amazing thing was the amount of compliments I got on my dress. I literally have never experienced anything like that. Random women just told me how much they loved my dress, over and over. On the way to the Signature Lounge (I was pretty tanked by then and am surprised I was able to walk there), several women did that whole whispering but talking compliment thing, which I hate, but when slightly drunk, find amusing. The dress was this like light but bright blue gauzy halter thing that was all flowing...but short...very sex and the city.
Minus me freaking out at the cocktail waitress at the Signature Lounge ("What exactly is a white and dark chocolate mousse-cake?" She like smirks and says "Its self explanatory" I freaked out, and because of the alcohol level, was perhaps a little rude but who SAYS that? No, its NOT self explanatory which is why I asked, thank you. Is it like a bundt cake? Is the mousse on top? Is it white cake with chocolate mousse? What, what?!) the dessert was alright--too rich for me (but perfect for Eddie...I did have a Mojito Martini which polished me off for the night)...anyway, so we took a cab back to the car (I think I wanted to have sex in it, I really do, but then according to Eddie I fell asleep which he found quite amusing)...it was a great birthday. Ewpecially since we took pictures of all of our meals (for his site)...
The day after my birthday was spent recovering from the birthday (hung over)= Panera soup and bread and a movie in Oak Park (Day after tomorrow, Jake Gylenhaal is so cute)...and more sleeping. Oh, we ate dinner at the Pick me Up. Man have I outgrown that place...
We moved all day yesterday, and in total, I stood in que for four hours at two uhaul/self storage places. I was also in a supremely bitchy mood (I always get that way when I move, no doubt, always...and Eddie finds it amusing. I am like upset and griping and he just laughs. I think this is love, when your worst mood is still comedy to your significant other. He says he loves to see me get wound up. Its just shocking that I found someone who can tolerate my moods...)
At around 4pm we were done getting the van, driving the van, packing the apartment, packing the van, packing the storage room, and driving back to my now old apartment. Eddie ran home to get a few things before we headed out (the other part of my gift was him spending a week with me up in Dtown...) and I met Lindsay for "drinks" (aka coffee and smoothie) for about an hour. She got a new car! Its beige and clean and very practical but with a definite hint of LJ. It suits her...we chatted about how we love our "routines" and she looks very happy and settled. It was nice to see her--she made me this great card taht I am hanging up in my office next to the one she sent me with the photo of the baby calf.
Eddie and I left for Michigan around 9 and got in around 2. With that time difference, its just awful. We did fool around Kalamazoo for 30 minutes seeking out downright awful fast food but I had a craving...anyway. We got in and he unpacked the entire car (amazing) while I showered and unpacked. I forgot to set my cell phone to Eastern Time so I woke up an hour late today, and rushed in at around 1015.
My director...didn't care. As usual.
Now I am here, working, tons to do...but theres something comforting knowing that he's only ten minutes away from me.