hannelore

Well, here's the afterbirthday blog. Get it... The afterbirth? Nevermind. Anyway.

So I woke up yesterday feeling pretty shitty. Like, seriously shitty, which has pretty much been a trend for me lately, wake up, greet the day, and curl up in a ball guarding my aching stomach. I talked with my mother a couple days ago, and have come to the conclusion that I need to eliminate gluten from my diet. Completely, because it seems to be the culprit when I look back on my diet these past couple weeks. The verdict? This is going to suck. I have to eliminate some of my favorite foods, like sushi (unless I just eat the raw fish), pizza (unless I get gluten free like last nights dinner, more on that later), bagels, etc. And I have to find the gluten free substitute. I can't imagine this is going to be cheap.

Anyhow, so I spent much of the day in bed, sometimes with my laptop, but mostly curled up asleep with Noah once he got home from class. I slept until about 5, then realized I needed to do laundry so I could have clean clothes for dinner. And then in a not so spur of the moment decision, decided I was going to cut my hair. Noah's mother, Lisa cuts hair, pretty marvelously in fact, so she cut it for me. And I must say, it looks quite wonderful. You can judge for yourself.



And then it was about 740, so I got dropped off at my mother's condo, and hung out with her and my stepfather for a little bit before we walked over the La Dulce Vita, which is this adorable little wine lounge in downtown Petaluma, (if you ever find yourself around here, you should totally check it out). My mother's on the city council, and my stepfather is running for school board, so we got there and they both kinda changed, became their public personas for a couple minutes before my mother was all "Okay, it's my daughter's 21st birthday, this is a family thing, so I'm going to have to keep these separate". So we ate outside away from all the important people who were doing a wine tasting.

We had this incredible gluten-free pizza there. Tomato, basil, mozzarella. It was absolutely delicious. I updated my mother on my life, what I've been doing. Talked to her about tabletop games, xbox, and so forth, and she actually seemed interested. Got her to agree to watch the first season of Big Bang Theory, even though she hates Kaley Cuoco. So, I'm gonna lend her that.

I was supposed to go to a movie with Noah and a couple friends after dinner, but that didn't happen because one of the friends got really impatient, and basically super moody, because I was still at dinner. My mother made me tell her my birthstory when dessert came, a vanilla bean gelato with espresso poured over the top of it. Fucking amazing. No joke.

After dinner Noah came to get me, and we hung out at my mother's place for a couple hours talking and stuff. All in all, it was the perfect end to a relatively perfect day. Thank you, world.