Edwardian Ball

I had soooooo much fun at the ball last night. Even though I forgot my wallet and we had to turn around when we were virually there....The Boy was being so darn sweet about it, though, and tried to keep me from feeling too bad about it. Felt pretty guilty on the way back to the house, but fine on the way back to the ball.

The music was awesome, the acrobatics were aMAZing, and oh the sexy ballroom dancing that there was between me and The Boy. ; ) There's nothing hotter than ending a slow and sultry swing with a kiss....mrawr.

Also, to quote The Boyfriend: "You're getting a lot of looks, you should revel in it....even some of the girls are checking you out" Talk about bumping my esteem up a few levels.

Bumped into people I know there, from FNW. One of which I know the name of, but he didn't seem to remember meeting me, and another that I know (originally) from Celtic Night at the pub and went ice skating with The Boy and another friend of our's way back in December.

Anyway, I'll put up a picture of us all dressed up once The Boyfriend gets them off of his camera.

A new Labyrinth and Vivid Dreams

Last night, The Boy and I went to go see "Pan's Labyrinth" with some of his friends (I invited one of mine, but he bailed, the bum). I was impressed that I'd met them all before, at least once, and I get along with them (aside from the one currently living with The Boy, but simply because I don't really know how to relate to him).

As for the movie, it is REALLY cool. If y'all ever get the chance to go see it, you should. The effects are very cool and dark, like in Mirrormask, but it's also got a good horror aspect. There were parts that I had to watch between my fingers while semi-burried against The Boy, due to the ick factor.

One thing that is in the movie are these fairies that, at the beginning, look like bugs. Big icky LONG bugs. Apparently, these bugs appeared in a dream of The Boy's last night, and he's a very vivid dreamer. ::Snerks:: At some point in the night, I was awoken by being abruptly grabbed and pulled/rolled to The Boy's side of the bed while he swatted at where I had been.

Me: ::WTF OMG MY HEART:: Mnugh!?
Boy: ::Completely, totally asleep:: Bug. Big bug.
Me: ....Wha?
Boy: There was a bug. ::mumble zzzz::
Me: ::Half asleep:: You scared the hell outta me.
Boy: Sorry.

All of that happened while he was asleep, or at least not completely awake at least. I asked him about it in the morning and he very vaguely remembered something about it happening. Now, it amuses the hell outta me. :)

It's already a busy year!

Why yes, I have been seeing The Boy nearly every day this year so far, why do you ask? :D

Wednesday, I baked cookies and went over to The Boy's house later on with about half of them to hang out and watch Mirrormask. VERY cool movie.

Thursday, the Wizard of Oz rehearsals started again and holy crap I'd almost forgotten how disorganized and repetative they are. Yargh. Was supposed to meet up with The Boy and our whistle playing friend (Um...I shall dub him Whistles for here) and sing bawdy sea shanties, but the friend didn't show. So instead, I went over and just hung out for a quiet evening of poking at his computer, learning a few folk tunes, and getting some knitting done.

Friday had Friday Night Waltz, YAY, and that was fun as always. Whistles came with The Boy and I for his very first FNW event, and I'm pretty certain he enjoyed it. Didn't do as much dancing as I normally do, though, since I kept getting really dizzy/nauseous really easily for some reason.....probably had to do with dinner, since The Boy was having the same problem. Even with that, though, we ended up getting home from the dance event after 2 AM and crashing for the night.

Today (Saturday), we went Wassailing. A big ol' party group of folk, some people from the Wednesday Irish Dancing that The Boy and I do and others who are from a Morris Dance Troupe that we know all got together to do 6 "home invasions." Essentially, we went around to these houses, sang our wassail song, got fed food, did (or watched) some Morris Dancing, and went to the next house. So, our party was pretty much like locusts....but it spawned parties for the people who we invaded, so that was fun! I just got home from that, and whew am I tired. And full. I've been fed total crap all day today, except for the breakfast I had at The Boy's.

(Also, hi, sharing showers is fun and friendly)

Anyway. The Boy is hiking tomorrow, but I'm not going. It's a 20 mile hike, and while it sounds like a good one....I don't have that much stamina for hiking yet, and I have another Wizard of Oz rehearsal to attend tomorrow.

Holy Crap....what a GREAT weekend. (Again, LOTS of reading)

Essentially, I was with The Boy from Saturday morning, 10:30, until Monday evening, 10:30. About 60 hours!! So much fun. Well, let's get down to it. :)

Saturday:
Well, on Friday I got a call from The Boy, asking if I wanted to go for a hike, so I went over to his place 10:30 in the morning on Saturday. Put together a pack, grabbed some ToGos Sandwiches to take along for a lunch, and off we headed for the Santa Cruz mountains to a place called Castle Rock. Now, I've not done hiking in YEARS, but I love getting outside and doing things, so I was up for it. The Boy's a pretty fast walker, even on city streets, but I was able to keep up with him. I even did some rock climbing -- hand hold and foot hold climbing, not just getting over rocks that are in the way -- which was entertaining for The Boy when I'd get to the top and then make nervous noises when it came time to get down. He's run down like a mountain goat, and I'd stay at the top wide-eyed and snickering going "Ummm.....okay..." All in all, it was beautiful out there, a lot of fun, and I'm looking forward to going on another hike with him sometime in the future. :D

Here's a quick picture I snapped with my phone when The Boy found a cavey thing and was telling me to head up with him....I couldn't resist, he looked so stuck!


Afterwards, we went into downtown Saratoga and got some hot cider to sip while wandering around the area. Stayed there essentially until the drinks were gone, then headed out. This was when he told me his weekend plans: Staying the night at the friends' party,then sledding on New Year's Day! So we spent a good deal of time going around to sport equipment stores and army surplus stores so that he can get new snow pants and boots, and so I can get a pair of my very own pair of pants and gloves.

Next, we rented a movie (Kinky Boots....pretty good movie, go see it if you haven't), and grabbed some noodle soup at a Chinese resturaunt before going back to his place and getting comfy on his bed to watch the movie on his 24 inch screen Mac computer.

Once the movie was over, I went to Target to get some thermals and see if I could get some good boots as well....sadly, there were none that were comfortable in my size. Then, I darted home and packed up for the weekend. The poor dogs and kitty were all clingy and would be saying "Where are you goooooing don't you luv us?" if they could talk. I took pity on it and let my kitty help me while I wrapped my brother's birthday gift. While I was doing all of that, The Boy was back at his place making pumpkin bread to take to the party the next day.

When I got back, he put together a fire and we settled down with tea to read by it while the last of the bread was baking. Stayed out there until 12:30, which was when poor ol' Huckleberry Finn was making me fall asleep (I love Mark Twain, but the dialect gets difficult when you're so worn out). And FINALLY we went to bed for the night.

Sunday:
Spent most of this day driving out to where the party was at.

We woke up, then a few hours later actually GOT up out of bed, and while I was showering The Boy made pancakes for breakfast. His roomie didn't want any (that fella's kinda anti social. I saw him for all of 5 minutes the whole time I was there), so we had a lot of pancakes for just the two of us. They were pretty darn good! After breakfast, we put all of our stuff into the car, including chains for the tires (just in case), and the saucer-sled...the trunk was pretty full. Once everything was packed, we headed out. Grabbed lunch at some Chinese place between here and there, and took the leftovers with us to add to the party food.

It was a little intimidating, at first, to meet all of these people who The Boy had known since college and/or high school. Thankfully, there were kitties there, and that helped break the ice. Both myself and one of the other friend's new girlfriend spent the first few minutes of our time there petting or playing with the cats. Over all, his friends kept commenting that it was scary how alike The Boy and I are, and one of the girls was very pleased that I knew of the movie Boondock Saints and WASN'T a 14 year old boy. I think I made a good impression on them. :) Phew!

One thing that I find entertaining, in an odd way, was that at some point we were swing dancing to the music....but when The Boy pulled me back from a twirl out, my elbow cracked into a wall/doorway. The poor Boy's eyes widened and he pulled me into a hug saying "I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!" He felt sooo bad that he did that. It was a pretty good wonk, too. Got red and a bump and everything. It's still sore, even. At least my injuries tend to amuse me if they're not too extreme.

Sometime around 2:30, The Boy and I set up sleeping bags and we crashed out on the floor for the night. There were still people awake here and there, but we both fell asleep relatively quick.

Monday:
Another day with lots of driving!

Once The Boy and I were up and fed (I had a bagel, he had left over Chinese food because the bagels were covered in cheese and he's lactose intolerant), we annoyed his not-quite-awake friends by doing the Chicken Dance. That's about when one of them teasingly said "Good God, there's two of them....you guys aren't multiplying, are you?" Hehe.

While the other two people who were going with us got ready to leave, The Boy handed me this sketchbook that the group's been adding entries to at their get togethers for the past three years and told me that I had to add something. I drew a picture of one of the cats playing with a feather toy, since that's what was going on infront of me and it was a little too early in the day for me to be inspired by anything I didn't see in real life. The girl going sledding with us (who also owned the cats) saw it and knew exactly which cat it was. I was happy about that. :D

Hokay. So, we drove up and up and up into the mountains (my ear didn't bother me much YAY!) until we found snow. We parked, got out of the car, pulled on the snow gear, and trudged around in the cold and wet to find a really good sledding spot. We found a hill that had two runs -- one that was clear and shorter, and one that had a few more obstacles and was longer. We spent a lot of time switching back and forth between the two runs, and the trees kept leaping out and attacking my legs. It never hurt, but it was entertaining when my heels hit a tree and I ended up kinda split-legged with the tree in the middle half way down the run, and I could hear the boys at the top groan in sympathy. ::Cackles:: Yay lots of padding.

There were snow fights, burrying The Boy in the snow (the friends got a banana and two small oranges and gave snow-boy a fruity penis, then took pictures), generally lots of tomfoolery, before we headed back to the car.

Here's where the funny part is. We drove back to where the friends lived and dropped them off, changed into slightly cooler clothes, and headed off again. I was supposed to have dinner with my family (parents, brother, brother's wife) in Davis, because it was the brother's birthday on New Year's Eve. So The Boy joined me and we met them in Davis at the resturaunt, since it was on the way to my brother's house from where we were. It went VERY well. The Boy commented later on in the night that my family was fun, which was REALLY nice since even my friends have never made that comment...heck, my guy buds are all afraid of my dad for some reason, and Joey only hung out with my family once early on in our dating, and once at my sister's wedding....in the two years we were together!

Anyway, dinner was done, so we kept going to Dixon (again, on our way home from where we started the day) for cake and presents. We stuck around there for a bit after my parents left, and The Boy and my brother had a lot of fun finding out their connections with each other. They'd actually met before I'd met The Boy a few times, because they have a lot of mutual friends that they didn't know about. Talk about a small world!

We left my brother's and came home, singing and talking the whole way, and got back to his place by around 10:30. I helped him unload the car, put my stuff in my car, then helped him carry stuff up to his apartment. A hug and a kiss, and the weekend of insane busy-ness was done as I went back to my car to go home.

Summary:
Hiking + New Year's Party + Sledding + Dinner with The Boy and family = Very tired but VERY happy me.


I may even be going back over to his place tonight. Tuesdays is his "making" night, and he said I was more than welcome to come over and bring my knitting to work on and hang out while he started on an electronics thing, since I'd be clueless on the electronics.

The Kitola says "Purrrrr." :)

Most fun I've had in awhile!

Long story short: Impromptu ice skating outings with The Boy and two other friends of ours (a total of my three favorite boys who go/went to Celtic Night on Thursdays!) = SO much win. :D

Long Story:Even though I kinda suck at it, crashed into the wall multiple times, and had some pretty interesting near-wipeouts. At least I got slightly better with time. Time to add ice skating to my list of activities that I enjoy doing, even though I'm no good at them! Right up there with laser tag, mini-golf, and bowling (bet you don't know anyone else who spent a game getting strikes every time she fell on her rear!). Hehee....The Boy snickered at me when I said "It's a good thing I enjoy doing the things I suck!"

Heh, discovered in the shower this morning that one of my wall collisions left a bruise on my knee. I shouldn't be surprised, my knees are prone to bruising.

Best part from the outing: When I was taking a 5 minute break from skating (the right skate was angering my poor foot's big toe joint :( ), I spent the whole time leaning on the railing outside of the outdoor skating rink to watch my friends go by. Every time The Boy came past, he slowed down to deliver a drive-by kiss, wink, and skate off again.

Stayed there till it closed (midnight), then hit up a resturaunt/bar so we could warm up, get some hot drinks in us. Cue another comment from me: "I'm just glad to get something hot in me" and much snickering from the rest of the group. The Boy's amused that I'm making double entendre comments now. O:-)

Spent the night at The Boy's....again. It was the second night in a row. Wednesday, he invited me out for dinner and hanging out, but he picked me up at home and I forgot my keys, so was going to be locked out if he dropped me off at home. Neither of us complained about that arrangement, though.

Ear Update!
This'll be the last of these until something "interesting" happens, or I can suddenly hear again.

Went to the doctor today and got my ear looked at again. He was very impressed with the fact that the ear's almost 100% healed, aside from the fluid that's trapped in there still. It'll probably be there for 2-3 more weeks (ugh!!) and told me to keep up with my sudafed and gave me some nasal spray which, I guess, is supposed to help as well. Sinuses are sinuses, after all.

Over all, it doesn't feel like there's glue or jell-o in my ear anymore -- unless I stupidly drop my head below my heart, like when bending over to wrap my hair in a towel or something. I feel pretty much normal!

Well. As normal as I can get. ;)

Happy Knishmas/Christmas! (LOTS to read here)

Hope you readers had a good few days of holiday. Tell me all about what you've done!

As for me, let's sum up the past few days:

Dec 22, Folk Music in Berkley!
Yes, I did go to the Folk Music event in Berkley with The Boy. It was a LOT of fun! Got to hear lots of songs that I didn't know, a few that made me giggle non-stop (particularly the one about the pickles.....I really want the lyics! I bet my brother would love it).

Oh, I also gave him the gift I knitted for him. You can see it in my Craft Blog.

Dec 24 (dubbed "Knishmas Eve" by The Boy)
Family came over at around 1:00, which resulted in putting my brother, sister, and sister-in-law to work decorating cookies before they could have lunch. Eventually, all of the cookies were painted and everyone was fed, and we had lots of chatting and merriment. Niece got picked up from work at 3:30 and came here, which was when we opened presents and stockings. LOTS of fun, as always. :) That day, I got:

- Interchangable Knitting needles (parents)
- 3 DVDs from my sister: Beyond the Sea, Pirates of the Caribbean 2, and The Da Vinci Code.
- Lots of entertaining random things in my stocking from various family members.

A quarter to 5:00, and I went over to The Boy's place for dinner. Three other people ended up showing up, so there was a total of 6 of us there (including The Boy's curent houseguest)....one of which I've known as long as The Boy, one I've known through Friday Night Waltz for awhile, and the other person who showed up I'd met once before. Remember when I mentioned The Boy and his "Friend Of The Same Name" in October? That was him. :)

Dinner consisted of Brisket, mashed potatoes, muffins (made by your's truly), greenbeans, and fruit compote. It was all VERY yummy -- except for the pineapple sparkling wine. That stuff shouldn't exist! Anyway, after dinner, the only other female and myself washed/dried the dishes....she feels in her element while washing, and I love feeling useful while drying things, so it worked out. Once the table was cleared, we played about 5 rounds of "Fluxx"....which is a card game that consists of changing the rules constantly until someone somehow wins. It's fun!

Game over, there was dessert. Strawberry Rhubarb Pie. Mmmmmm. Then we moved The Boy's 24 inch Mac into the main room and watched 2 DVDs. First up was "Party Monster"....very odd. Never seen Seth Green and Macauly Culkin dressed in drag before. It was interesting, a little depressing due to the movie content. After that came "Cannibal! The Musical"....MUCH lighter and highly entertaining. Personally, the best part about watching these movies was when The Boy tugged me over to cuddle on his beanbag chair with him part way through the first one, and I got to stay settled there throughout the second one.

Everyone else left after the movies, at about 1:00, but I stayed until a little after 3:00. I really wish I had stayed the whole night, since I was invited to, but there was the family obligation of Christmas morning, and he understood that.

Dec. 25, Christmas Day
Typical events of the morning. Wait for everyone to be awake and functional before emptying out the Santa stockings. HOLY CRAP those socks hold a lot. Don't ask for specifics, I don't even remember what all I got from the sock alone.

After breakfast, which was actually cooked and served to the family -- it's the only year that we don't fend for ourselves for breakfast -- we opened the gifts under the tree. For the curious, here's the haul:

-The world's most comfortable swing dance shoes! (I'm really excited about these, and the next thing)
-A super cute/comfy/fun black and red swing dancey dress (Now I need a reason to wear these things!)
-Sterling Silver earlings shaped like garlic cloves (randomness FTW!)
-A really nice knitting bag to carry projects in
-"Handknit Holidays"....a pattern book full of wintery patterns for all holidays, not just Christmas specific. :D
-Clothing. Black slacks, which I needed, two waaaaarm soft fuzzy sweatery things, and a pink/black light weight wind breaker. Good for hiking! Now I need to go hiking, too. ;)
-A Jewelry box to hold all of the earrings I've been acquiring
-A very cool chemise/blouse thing that's loooong, but also able to be worn with jeans and without a bodice. Kinda fancy-ish.
-A dress that is very....odd. It's purple, black, it's kinda like a witchy dress....would be great for a Wicked Witch or Elpheba costume, or for FNW's Waltz Macabre. I don't have much reason to wear it, but it's kinda spiffy. Like a Wednesday Adams party dress. :P
-A stuffed Holy Hand Grenade from Monty Python's Holy Grail, as well as the cute and cuddly bunny with Big Nasty Pointy Teeth!

Whew.

After gifts, I realized I had nowhere in my room to put my totally rocking swing dance shoes.....so I spent about 2 hours cleaning my room. I ended up with 3 bags of trash that weighed around 50 pounds at least....probably due to the amount of Archie comics I'm tossing. There's also two bags that have shoes (good condition), clothes, and various little toys that I'm going to be tossing off to Goodwill.

The one really sucky thing of the day was when I checked SJSU's website to find that my classes for next semester had been dropped due to lack of payment.....when the website hadn't sent me any e-mails to tell me that my account had notifications on it. ARGH. On the 2nd (first day the offices are open), my mom and I are going down to straighten it out......hopefully, I can get those classes back.

Other things:
- Have a Doctor's appointment to get my ear looked at again on Friday, just to make sure it's doing okay. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it feels like my ear has been used as a Jell-O mold. Hopefully the fluid trapped in there is going to drain soon....it's very annoying! I'll update on the ear after the appointment.

- I'm going to a New Year's Party with The Boy and his houseguest/roommate. :D Looking forward to it...I've never been to a proper New Year's Party.

- Going to a Wassail party hosted by a friend who does the Irish Dancing bi-monthly that I go to. Will be carpooling with The Boy to get there.

- To anyone curious, yes I've talked to Joey recently. The videos still aren't done, he's stressed out and depressed and has been put on "enough antidepressants to make Eeyore chipper," and says that he probably won't be talking to me anymore after the videos are done. He says that he "can't be around happy people right now" and that the fact that I'm seeing someone again is, apparently, having an affect on the guy. I feel bad for him....I really wish that he wasn't surrounded by drama, and that we could still be friends.

General updating

Chinese Style Chicken Noodle Soup = Yummeh!
Feeling generally pathedic due to a cold = Lose.
Cold going away the next day = Yay!
Getting a SEVERE ear infection that was full of CRIPPLING EAR PAIN the next day? = TOTAL lose.

Went to the doctor, where the response was pretty much "Wow! Can my student get a look at this?" Yay for being interesting. It hurt sooooo bad......seriously, I started crying multiple times due to the pain. Got a perscription for Vicodin and some antibiotics. Ended up having two vicodin yesterday, total, as well as my antibiotics and sudafed.....and felt like I was going to throw up by the time I went to bed. So, of course, I opted to not have any more pills, aside from the sudafed, when I went to bed.

I actually managed to sleep the WHOLE NIGHT. Without the vicodin! Woot!! And today I'm feeling MUCH better. Still somewhat achey, and my ear feels like it's still got some cotton in it or something, but SO MUCH BETTER than yesterday. Hopefully, the pain won't come back and I won't need to ask for a ride to The Dell for Celtic Night.

Tomorrow, I'm preeeeetty sure I'll be going to a folk music thing in Berkley with The Boy. :D

Awwww...

When The Boy heard that I was feeling so crummy due to my cold (I only got 2 hours of sleep between 11:30 and 5:30 last night....which was when I finally gave in and got some Tylenol PM into my system), he perscribed that I have lots of chicken noodle soup and then told me that he made some "Chinese style chicken noodle soup," essentially inviting me over for dinner tomorrow.

Hopefully I won't be too snuffly/coughy/pathedic. :)

Quick bit of entertainment

So, I went to a party last night with The Boy that his dance troupe was having. It was muuuuch fun. At one point, I was snuggled up next to him on a couch while he was next to two other people (CA - female, and GR - male) when this bit of conversation started up after we'd been settled there for about a half hour or more.

CA: So who is this lovely young lady to you?
Boy: This is Caity!
CA: And?
Boy: .....?
CA: Is she a friend or what?
Boy: ....::Nervous laugh:: Uh, don't think we've had that conversation ye-
GR: Put it this way, if we try to seduce her, would you be upset?
Boy: ::More nervous laugh:: Uh...why don't you ask her?
Me: Wait, they're going to ask me if you'd be upset if they try to seduce me? ::Grin::
Boy: Yes...no...Uh..::laugh:: Nevermind.
CA and GR: ::Snerk::
Boy: I need to go mingle again.
Me: ::Giggle::
GR: ::Is a massage therapist:: Ah, good! Caity, you stay here and let me massage the other arm, and we'll see how quickly he comes back.

It amused me. :) ALSO amusing, a bunch of these people had danced at my brother's Renaissance Themed wedding 5 years ago and I had apparently met them before. ::snerks::

In other news, I'm battling an annoying cold and it's making me cuddly feeling and semi grumpy that it's still around!

Okay, gotta git. Time to print out directions to the Dicken's Fair, take a shower, then go pick up my friend.

Love having The Boy live so close :D

Last night, I went over to his apartment and helped him make pumpkin muffins. :D Nummeh.

Also, staying until 1:00 (only leaving because I have finals and he has an 8:00 confrence call or somesuch) with snuggling and whatnot = win.

Amusing thought: So, apparently his coworkers were really impressed with my swing dancing and they're bugging him to get the two of us to teach them how to dance. ::Snickers:: I told him that I wouldn't have looked nearly as spiffy without his ability to lead so well.

Happiness is...

Going over to The Boy's apartment for a dinner he made (soup from SCRATCH! I was impressed), getting cuddles and hugs, and just generally hanging out with him and his houseguest for a long time. Oh, and playing with his awesome 24 inch iMac's features. He recorded himself singing and used the "Transform voice" feature with the "Male to Female" option. It kinda sounded like me, it was WEIRD.

Sadness is...
A broken furnace at home. ::Shivers:: Plus, The Boy has his houseguest (who will prolly be around for a long while.....long story) and work in the morning, so staying over in his *heated* apartment with added bodyheat from snugglesleep isn't an option. Foop. :(

But I still got to hang out and had a great time. :D

Procrastinating on Papers and Sleep

...So I made this!


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Yes, I know I'm a sap. ::dies::

Last Night...

Was the most fun I've ever had, seriously.

At 2:00 I went and got my nails done in a French Manicure. They look soooo clean and nifty, and it was quite a different experience....I'd never done a manicure before, and it was kinda fun. I enjoyed it! And they just look so dang purty.

Well, that was done at the same place that my stylist is at, so pretty much as soon as it was done I got my hair played with. She actually managed to curl my hair, which is not an easy thing because, typically, my hair does NOT like holding a curl. These lasted all night! She also had fun putting in little clippies that were white flowers (sadly, you can't see these in the pictures).

5:15 rolls around, and I start with the make-up, playing around with mixing and matching my browns and purples in eyeshadow to see if it brought out the green in my eyes like it was supposed to. I think the desired effect was achieved. :) By 5:30 I was attempting to wriggle into my nylons (control top = less fun to get into), putting on heels and the infamous LBD -- Little Black Dress! I still can't believe that dress is a 6. The last fancy dress (except for Cinderella) that I got was for my sister's wedding, and it was a 9.

The Boy picked me up at 6:00-ish in his incredibly handsome tux (yes, it's his, he owns his own tux!) and brought a gorgeous boquet of flowers, which was sooooooo sweet and unexpected!

The drive there consisted of listening to Louis Armstrong (both on the car's stereo and The Boy's impersonation of him. I find it adorable), and much giggling over how an impression of Louis sounds a LOT like Animal from The Muppets. He kept tossing in Animal phrases/sound effects. Much fun. :)

Okay. SF City Hall. That place is flipping GORGEOUS. And huuuuuuge. Seriously, the only words I have for that place is "Wow".....go do a Google Image search for the San Francisco City Hall to see what I mean.

One of the most memorable and surreal events was after an announcement was made (essentially to the tune of "What a hell of a year we've had! Sadly, this'll be the last Holiday Party we're having.....so enjoy the hell out of it!), the people in charge decided it'd be a good idea to drop huge yoga ball sized balloons on a room full of people, food, wine glasses, vases of roses, etc. It was so fun! The balloons started bouncing off of folks heads, The Boy and I were dancing and kept getting bonked or volley-balling them off. Eventually, people discovered they could pop them with their forks and had a lot of fun doing that.

There were three areas to be, essentially. There was a room with blusey/swing music, the main hall where you could slip into the back for the company party pictures (we got one, but I don't have a copy yet....The Boy has it, but when I have one expect to see it!), and a room that had a wonderful big dance floor and "casino," but it was sooooo loud in there that you couldn't hear anyone.

We spent most of our time, after dinner, in with the swing band dancing the night away. It was way too amusing that the straps on my dress kept slipping down my shoulders, we'd both start laughing every time I snuck in a "wardrobe adjustment" whild dancing. There were also some professional/competitive dancers that were brought in, and they kept commenting to The Boy and me about how much fun it looked like we were having. Well, that's the point of dancing if you're not being competitive about it....to have fun! And he is my favorite dance partner, partially because you know he'll improvise and attempt new things just to see if they're possible. He's an absolute JOY to dance with, and a good lead. He tells me I'm a great follow, too. Hee.

I was introduced to a lot of people....more names than I even remember now! It was a little awkward being the person who didn't know anybody, so I probably came off as extremely quiet. Except for on the dance floor. That's my element, baby!

By the end of the night we were both exhausted. My feet were killing me from being up and dancing so long in those heels (I've even got a blister on one foot, but it'll go away). After the long drive home, we just went back to his place and crashed for the night. Mmmmcuddles.

Got home this morning at about 8:30. Now I'm bundled up in wool socks, jeans, a sweater, and just enjoying reminiscing over the night. Le sigh.

I'm one damn contented Kitola.

Oh, yes. Y'all want pictures, I guess. Here we go!

These are the flowers he brought me. Aren't they purty?? And the eucalyptus smells heavenly.


Full picture of the LBD. Not a great picture, but still....check me out, I'm girly!


Headshots! Lookit those curls. Wowyzowy.




The holiday party picture of me and the boy will be up as soon as I have a copy. Swearsy!

<3

Crank Callers can go to HELL

So, at Friday Night Waltz. I was already kinda edgy because I had to park somewhere new and find the new venue (which was a lot smaller than the usual place...talk about traffic jams during the waltzes!), and new areas make me just a little tense.....even if I've been in the area before.

So, cue the phone buzzing in my pocket. It says restricted, but I dart outside to answer it anyway. All of the conversation here is essentially paraphrased.

Me: Hello?
Them: Yes, I'm from Victoria's Secret and I'm calling to confirm an order that was given.
Me: ...Uh, I don't know what you're talking about.
Them: I'm going to find you and rape you and then I'm going to kill you and-
Me: ::WTF....HANGS UP::

I then went inside and gave a hug to the first friend I saw, one of the DJs who's really big and intimidating when he wants to be. Told him I just had a scary call and then my phone buzzed again.

Him: Lemme answer it!
Me: Be my guest. ::Hands over the cell::
Him: Hello?.............No, wrong number. Yeah, you do that. ::hangs up::
Me: ::Holds out hand to take phone back::
Him: They're going to call back. They said that your daughter made an order.
Me: ::WTF:: Um.....I don't have one.
Him: Yeah, and they said they'll try again.
Phone: ::BUZZ::
Him: Ohhhh goodie! ::Answers, switches from happy voice to "you will NOT fuck with this person" voice:: Yeah, you really do have the wrong number. Nobody here made any orders, so -- ::pause:: --Yeah, this is a crank call, and if you call back again I will star-sixty-nine you and then the police will deal with you. ::Hangs up::
Me: What'd they say?
Him: ::Gives phone back:: "Now listen here young man, I think I should know what I'm talking about"....and their voice started cracking.

They didn't call back after that, thank goodness, and he was all gloaty about how intimidating he is. Heh. And yea, I know it was probably just some punk kids, but it wigged me out enough so that I wasn't having as much fun as I should've been having. Plus, my worst-case-senario paranoia kicked in and as I was leaving I kept looking behind me to make sure no one was following me....and when I got in my car, first thing I did was lock all the doors. Half the drive back I checked the rearview mirror constantly, too.

I'm doing a bit better now that I'm home. Still uneasy, though. I need a great big bear hug.

Well. Tomorrow will be better. And busy!

This takes a certain kind of special....

Welcome to the perils of having your girl-talk friend right next to "The Boy" in your cell phone's contact list.

I just text messaged the wrong person. A general "boys are confuzzling" thing straight to The Boy's phone. ::Facepalm:: Smooth......

Well, at least no names were mentioned.....but......urgh!!

Seriously. Wrong AIM window, that I understand.....but who texts the wrong person?

::slinks off to die of embarassement::

...Why am I not surprised?

Progress of the Cinderella DVDs:

1.) Show ends, Joey takes all the footage.
2.) Supposedly will have movies by end of Sept./Beginning of Oct.
3.) Computer dies
4.) Work drama
5.) Life, in general, drama.
6.) DVDs will be ready by November.
7.) ....Make that mid November....
8.) .....Thanksgiving.....
9.) ......Okay, deliver them the Saturday after Thanksgiving.
10.) Still no DVDs (It's officially Sunday)

::Sigh:: Guess that I'm giving Joey's phone number to my dad tomorrow morning, since he's decided he's going to call him to figure out what his excuse is for not having the DVDs ready this time.....::Sigh:: I feel like such a bitch to do that, though....

I really don't want to feel like a bad guy. Blegh.

At least I got out and away from the chaos of cousins today by having dinner with The Boy before his high school reunion. Much grinning abounded from that. :)

And not that I'm counting down,or am really excited or anything (yeah right!).....but it's officially under a week to that black tie affair. Hehe....gonna go down to the salon my hair is going to be done at to see if they do nails as well. It'd just be easier to show up, like, an hour or whatever before my hair appointment and get them done there, yanno?

Cinderella Pictures!

Taking a break from the gushing over The Boy and the upcoming formal event thing, here's a post to inform the few who look here that the Cinderella pictures are FINALLY up on the web! I miss all of the cast members, especially the family that consisted of the prince, his wife, and his kidlets (one of which is the tiniest mouse carrying my veil!)

Cinderella Pictures!






I officially need to switch my face-clensing stuff to prevent acne......this stuff is making my skin iiiitchy and red in places. ::Tries not to scratch!::

::Dies:: This is horrible...

I'm all bouncy and excited about getting ready for the event on the 2nd.

-Little Black Dress purchased
-New Shoes acquired
-Reticule (aka handbag) bought
-Hair appointment made
-About to go look at wraps (because it's COLD in SF, donchaknow)

Gawd, I'm even thinking about getting a manicure done......dangit, I've been turned into a girly girl.....I must hang my head in shame, now. :P

Strange Dream.

I had a dream last night that I was at some sort of event....that was kinda like a mix of Disneyland and a Renaissance Faire. I was walking around, and saw Joey with a group of people dressed as pirates. He tossed someone into a lake, and I beamed and waved -- showing my support that it was someone ELSE who got tossed into the water as he's typically the patsy in whatever stunt Martin and ex-TechTV people do. He basically went "Oh shit...." and waved at me in a forced way. Like I was the LAST person he wanted to see.

For some reason, that hurt my feelings and I went storming off, though he chased after me...I guess to explain himself. When he tried to, I basically glared and went "Oh, fine. Whatever, forget it."

That's when I saw The Boy dressed in his Ren Faire garb. Instantly, I'm feeling better and I go over to give him a hug and get a kiss on the top of my head, then my lips. Stuck around to hang out with him for the rest of the dream.

Aaaaand then I woke up. It was odd. Guess it was sorta like the event that happened the other day. I called Joey to check on the progress of the videos for Cinderella -- since he's supposed to be working on them -- and the conversation consisted mostly of pissing and moaning about how much life sucks. It was kinda like talking to Eeyore. I mean.....I understand being stressed out about things, but it's come to the point where people can guess who I'm talking to by how soon into the conversation I say "I'm sorry."

Anyway, when I got off the phone with him....not two minutes later did The Boy call and I had a long conversation with him that was completely the opposite. Bouncy, happy, jokey, and getting invited to that event mentioned previously (SQUEE!!). It was amusing to have such a big contrast in phonecalls, one on top of the other.

I'm a happy Kitola. :)

**Ahem**

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SQUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!










This moment of girliness is brought to you by the fact that I've been invited to a fancy formal event with a certain someone. If you can't tell, I'm kinda extremely excited. :D