Ah, my loves, my loves.
As always, it has been too long. One of these days I must take new pictures for you (a C cup looks good on me!) but I never have the time, and no one else is taking pictures of me these days. I'm seriously digging through my computer and facebook to see if there is anything that's recent and representative, if not at least a little sexy, but I'm coming up short. Really nothing for the last 5-6 months. It's almost creepy.
I'm not a perfect SG shape these days (and for anyone who says there isn't one, I suggest perusing the last year of live sets and investigating current trends) but I am not doing too bad for a 31 year old either.
Just got a raise at work. I didn't think people got those anymore (at least, any people making less than $100,000 a year). I may not really like the work I do, but it's nice to actually pull my own weight in this relationship financially. I have no social life to speak of at present, and I am sadly not doing any performing. I miss singing, but new opportunities present themselves often enough that this should not be a longstanding thing.
I'm not bummed or anything. Not really. Me and the hubby are quite happy. For the first time in our lives we are really saving money, which is amazing. We are set at some point soon to have a SERIOUS DISCUSSION concerning further schooling (complete with new career path) for me and timetable for babies. Yes, babies.
The notion of such is terrifying. The notion of grad school is too. It's clear that I should be doing something else. WHAT exactly is another question. "I think" and "maybe" statements are not necessarily worth sinking tens of thousands of dollars into. Janowateyemeen?
I have several friends launching into the world of pregnancy (all the ones who got married about when we did and year and a half ago) without regard to whether they are financially stable enough or healthy enough for the prospect. They will be fine, of course, but I can't help but get really agitated when we get the stink eye for planning. Screw you dudes.
In other news, the hubby has lost over 30 pounds in the last few months, and is looking to lose twenty more. He now looks like he did when he was working construction, back when we started sleeping together nearly 8 years ago. It's a good thing.
Also, got these in the Reddit Adventure Time gift exchange:
Teehee.
Love to you....
As always, it has been too long. One of these days I must take new pictures for you (a C cup looks good on me!) but I never have the time, and no one else is taking pictures of me these days. I'm seriously digging through my computer and facebook to see if there is anything that's recent and representative, if not at least a little sexy, but I'm coming up short. Really nothing for the last 5-6 months. It's almost creepy.
I'm not a perfect SG shape these days (and for anyone who says there isn't one, I suggest perusing the last year of live sets and investigating current trends) but I am not doing too bad for a 31 year old either.
Just got a raise at work. I didn't think people got those anymore (at least, any people making less than $100,000 a year). I may not really like the work I do, but it's nice to actually pull my own weight in this relationship financially. I have no social life to speak of at present, and I am sadly not doing any performing. I miss singing, but new opportunities present themselves often enough that this should not be a longstanding thing.
I'm not bummed or anything. Not really. Me and the hubby are quite happy. For the first time in our lives we are really saving money, which is amazing. We are set at some point soon to have a SERIOUS DISCUSSION concerning further schooling (complete with new career path) for me and timetable for babies. Yes, babies.
The notion of such is terrifying. The notion of grad school is too. It's clear that I should be doing something else. WHAT exactly is another question. "I think" and "maybe" statements are not necessarily worth sinking tens of thousands of dollars into. Janowateyemeen?
I have several friends launching into the world of pregnancy (all the ones who got married about when we did and year and a half ago) without regard to whether they are financially stable enough or healthy enough for the prospect. They will be fine, of course, but I can't help but get really agitated when we get the stink eye for planning. Screw you dudes.
In other news, the hubby has lost over 30 pounds in the last few months, and is looking to lose twenty more. He now looks like he did when he was working construction, back when we started sleeping together nearly 8 years ago. It's a good thing.
Also, got these in the Reddit Adventure Time gift exchange:
Teehee.
Love to you....
Second try at a new blog!
I have been away too long it is true, but this one won't be long.
After all,
Dr. Who is on....
Love to you...
I have been away too long it is true, but this one won't be long.
After all,
Dr. Who is on....
Love to you...
Alright, alright, new post time.
But not an interesting one, likely.
I have bee quite busy. My show just finished its first weekend. I am quite proud of my excellent cast. I have been tirelessly focused on it for over a month, which may explain why you have see so little of me here.
And no, I have no pictures of my actors, or my amazing shadow puppets, my crazy props, or anything else involved in making this show awesome. I was busy running the sound I designed myself.
It's a good production of The 39 Steps, and that's a cool accomplishment. It's nice to be doing things I care about for a change.
I'm sure I'll have a more involved update for all you beautiful people at some point, but for now I am about to pass out.
Love to you...
But not an interesting one, likely.
I have bee quite busy. My show just finished its first weekend. I am quite proud of my excellent cast. I have been tirelessly focused on it for over a month, which may explain why you have see so little of me here.
And no, I have no pictures of my actors, or my amazing shadow puppets, my crazy props, or anything else involved in making this show awesome. I was busy running the sound I designed myself.
It's a good production of The 39 Steps, and that's a cool accomplishment. It's nice to be doing things I care about for a change.
I'm sure I'll have a more involved update for all you beautiful people at some point, but for now I am about to pass out.
Love to you...
Happy new year everyone. 
I was hardly awake to see the new year in, but I did not mind. We determined early that this would be a night spent at home. Historically, New Year's Eve has been the holiday most likely to turn disastrous around me for one reason or other, so this is a plan I like.
A much later determination was to make it a night of no dinner and perpetual appetizers. We made a cheese and dried meat platter, fantastic shrimp scampi, tomato bruschetta, chicken quesadillas, and a seven layer taco dip we barely even started, in addition to our bacon brownies and emergency lemon ices.
As we started eating at 4:30 (and I did not sleep the night before with any success) it was not surprising that I was heading for food coma by 7:30.
It was a good night.
2012 was a pretty cool year for us. If every year could have this much good in it with the (well, now in perspective) relatively minor distress and inconveniences. There is always pain, there is always illness and some loss, but it was more than balanced with good news and progress.
We end 2012 knowing we got a little too fat (man, we've been getting so much good food) and knowing we are due to get more busy (and now we are closer to all the things were are voluntarily busy with).
All and all, good.
I wish you all the best of wishes for a prosperous, love-filled, positively exciting new year.
Love to you...
I was hardly awake to see the new year in, but I did not mind. We determined early that this would be a night spent at home. Historically, New Year's Eve has been the holiday most likely to turn disastrous around me for one reason or other, so this is a plan I like.
A much later determination was to make it a night of no dinner and perpetual appetizers. We made a cheese and dried meat platter, fantastic shrimp scampi, tomato bruschetta, chicken quesadillas, and a seven layer taco dip we barely even started, in addition to our bacon brownies and emergency lemon ices.
As we started eating at 4:30 (and I did not sleep the night before with any success) it was not surprising that I was heading for food coma by 7:30.
It was a good night.
2012 was a pretty cool year for us. If every year could have this much good in it with the (well, now in perspective) relatively minor distress and inconveniences. There is always pain, there is always illness and some loss, but it was more than balanced with good news and progress.
We end 2012 knowing we got a little too fat (man, we've been getting so much good food) and knowing we are due to get more busy (and now we are closer to all the things were are voluntarily busy with).
All and all, good.
I wish you all the best of wishes for a prosperous, love-filled, positively exciting new year.
Love to you...
Things keep moving, they go so fast.
Now we're moving back to Queens. I get to be near my friends. We'll be right by his family. We will be set to start our own family. You can color me excited.
Also more terrified than I can describe.
My friendship with my closest guy friend - the one I can call my best friend - is beautifully clarified. We are the best of friends, but sometimes we kiss. He is also the person I can flirt with safely, as we have very set boundaries and I love him too much to cross those lines.
My friends are all grown ups. So am I.
It is wonderful, and something that, for now, I give thanks for.
I am also thankful for all of you.
Thank you.
Love to you...
Now we're moving back to Queens. I get to be near my friends. We'll be right by his family. We will be set to start our own family. You can color me excited.
Also more terrified than I can describe.
My friendship with my closest guy friend - the one I can call my best friend - is beautifully clarified. We are the best of friends, but sometimes we kiss. He is also the person I can flirt with safely, as we have very set boundaries and I love him too much to cross those lines.
My friends are all grown ups. So am I.
It is wonderful, and something that, for now, I give thanks for.
I am also thankful for all of you.
Thank you.
Love to you...
And now there's a snowstorm.
In NYC.
On November 7th.
A week after the worst hurricane here in recorded history.
For too many people here and in New Jersey, this might be hell. It just doesn't stop.
Love to you. Stay safe.
In NYC.
On November 7th.
A week after the worst hurricane here in recorded history.
For too many people here and in New Jersey, this might be hell. It just doesn't stop.
Love to you. Stay safe.
I wrote this post last night. I am only able to post it now through my phone. Yay...
I tried to post a new blog about this hurricane about an hour ago, but then I lost internet. It's back right now but I don't know how long it will last, as such, I will keep this short.
Hi Sandy, good to meet you. The way my building is shaking had me frozen and cowering like a small mammal just a few minutes ago, so good job!
I am lucky I have power.
In other news, with all subways, buses, bridges, tunnels, and trains shut down, my boss still seems to think there's some chance of anyone making it to work tomorrow. AHAHAHAHAHA.
And lost internet again. Will post this when we're back. Sigh.
Man, I was cocky about my safety just half an hour ago. This is bullshit.
Meanwhile, we've had a fantastic day featuring cleaning, alcohol, weed, cleaning, and candied bacon. Also quite to sex, which I have had A LOT of in the past three days. I can't remember the last time I was quite this horny in this manner. Damn, it's nice.
Good gods, why are there leaves blowing in though the two inch opening of my window? There are no trees anywhere near this side of the building, up the hill, on the third floor.
Well, if this is the worst I get all night, I'm pretty lucky.
Love to you, and stay safe.
I have no photo for you, cause I suck.
But take heart! When we're back from the cruise next Saturday there should be PLENTY.
Tomorrow we leave. I will miss you all for the next week and think of you while lounging on pink beaches and greeting tropical fish.
Catch you on the flip side...
But take heart! When we're back from the cruise next Saturday there should be PLENTY.
Tomorrow we leave. I will miss you all for the next week and think of you while lounging on pink beaches and greeting tropical fish.
Catch you on the flip side...
