forever and a half

Life has been good.
Last weekend was...well it was...it was so wonderful that trying to write about it seems somewhat impossible because I keep drifting off to think about it.
Let's see:
One Gospel, Dixies, Caucasus conversations, live music, what are white russians?, doors x2, accidental dials, bus stop sunning, crazy hair that works, keyword: jacket that will cover my butt, weaseling discounts, costumed beer-run runners, Chipotle, Daytons is how it's done, fare change for a stranger, Ladies' Night hour's-d, manos arribas!, public radio, dark dress with white, dancing too long and not enough, WWII wings above and asphault below, pile of pillows, a snippy yes, more doors, too many rings, sleepy Sunday, Tuscan pasta con padres, almost Mass with no priest, kitty in a hammock, family dinner...
THEN
I almost died Tuesday. That pesky bubonic plauge is still with me but Monday I will find out if I have mono on top of that because now they have my blood. I was so sure I could be done with needles for a while too...
Savers and I are now friends. My "Mitchell" sweatshirt is amazing but "Rhonda" has divorced me and now lives on Mykala. Apparently my shoulders just weren't what she was looking for (I use the term "she" loosely here...veeery loosely).
My entire wardrobe is on my floor right now because none of my clothing liked my body last night. I finally went to Beef Country, after buying wine for Cat with Jen, where Annie was completely floored that I had turned to her for help but it all worked out with my pink flamenco dress and a cute jean jacket.
Nap time was glorious. How can a nap be any less than complete glory? While curled up on Jenny's bed listening to her read Tiffany and me a story I got asked out on a date. Jury is still out on if that is going to happen. Jonas, Noah and Paul have all agreed to be my advising board. They will wear suits, ask theologically based questions, and assess the moral character of any man who decides to pursue me. Bring 'em on.
At Sofia we had dessert, listened to jazz music, and celebrated Cat turning 21.
Meagan and I went shopping this morning to find her a dress for a wedding and by went shopping I mean we went to my home-home and dug through my closet. Then we sat around drinking tea and catching up...
Here at home I had to leave the door unlocked while I showered for two reasons...we'll just leave it at that.
Tonight is completely Kala's night.
My feet are cold so I've gotta go.
How's that for logic, Kemp?
:end sidenote