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Monday, Jan. 20, 2003OK, now that I've gotten that off my chest...
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Luckily, my friend Heather doesn't hate me, even after my opinionated e-mail to her last week. Of course, the bad news (well, bad for her, at least temporarily anyway) is that the Cheating Asshole decided he couldn't live without his new girlfriend. Personally, I of course think it's the best thing she could have heard from him right now, but I know it's killing her so I feel terrible for her. Now he wants to stay in their house for "six months", while dating his new girlfriend, to "make it easier" on her and the kids. Uh...Excuse me? Maybe it's just that I've never been married, but I do not understand this logic. On to more important things; namely, ME. I made a discovery this weekend. I did, in fact, gain weight over the holidays. What a shocker! I guess Sees Candy does have calories and fat, after all. December may have been Guilt-Free Overindulgence Month, but man am I feeling the pain now. Especially in the crotch area when trying to fit in to these blue jeans... Oh yeah, I did do some other stuff this weekend. Thursday night I spent at my parents' house. Aside from discovering just how many pounds I now need to lose, I talked to my Mom for a couple of hours. Friday morning I magically lost the greys in my hair while catching up with Jeri; stopped to buy a Raspberry Blast Smoothie and hit the road. Of course, I had a heachache due to this friggin' cold I've been fighting, but I was undaunted in my quest for Sex and Santa Cruz. Traffic on my trip was pert near nonexistent. I made it up there (and home last night) in around 5 1/2 hours, which is awesome. I hit patches of fog which meant I had to release the Cruise Control from the 78 mph it was otherwise set to, but no heavy traffic to speak of. The only bad thing about my trip was that headache which by about mid-point in my trip up there was practically blinding me. I was glad that I got to John's about an hour before he even got home from work, cuz that gave me a little time to chill and relax and close my eyes in an effort to shut out the pain. I was sane again by the time he got home. Good thing, too, because it's always wise to have at least one sane person in every household at all times. John was kind of on a work-related rampage Friday night. In light of John's disposition and my headache, we decided to stay in that night, drink two bottles of wine* and make up some pasta and garlic bread for dinner. Saturday, we went hiking after breakfast. We didn't go the the John Muir Woods, as was planned. Instead, we stayed closer to home and went to the Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park. Tres awesome, peeps. We hiked a few trails through the redwoods and had a wonderful time de-stressing.** The weather was perfect the whole time I was up there: mid-60's and the fog cleared early in the a.m. (it's always foggy up there). In the redwoods, though, it was freezing cuz the sun only peeks through all of the trees. Sunday, we had a wonderful champagne brunch at a hotel in the mountains above Santa Cruz. Since the weather was so lovely, we could see Monterey on the other side of the bay. Then we hung out in the city of Santa Cruz, galavanting in and out of numerous shops and gawking at the goofy folks who make that city their home - and believe me when I say there are many at which to gawk. I love it. We followed that up with a short drive to some scenic spots John has discovered. We almost got caught in a...um..."compromising position" while parked on what we thought was a rarely-traversed road, but I think the people were intentionally loud and slow-moving so we had time to adjust ourselves. Hee. :) Then I had to come home. Poop. *I know, not good for a headache, but miraculously after the first bottle is shot one ceases to care much about pain of any kind. |