Can't sleep...it's way past my bed time.
Skipping over all the details, sometimes it is very hard to get out of bed (but, it does help that it isn't as cold here in NC.)

Relishing the past; wondering if one day I will ever relish "these" days?
Scarily enough, I probably will.

Sometimes there is a bump in the road, and other times...you realize you are on an unpaved road altogether.

Ahhh...to be of the emotional sex...

My SS Today: 3 (Things tomorrow WILL BE better...I deem it so!)

Come on...what is going on in the city? I see no action on the blog?!! Does this mean that there is nothing going on in the city? That CANNOT be!

Even here in the suburbs stuff happens! I mean it's no brass band...but stuff happens!

For example, just last night...the husband and I ventured out to the movies. Why we went to a PG-13 rated movie at 7:30 on a Friday night, I will never know, but we decided that would not be happening again anytime in the foreseeable future. While visiting the women's room, I did however get to hear about who thinks who is hot! Was I that giggly and annoying at that age? I probably was...

Anyway, in a guilty pleasure way, SCHOOL of ROCK, "is pure delight!" I really enjoyed Jack Black's antics, and Joan Cusack's performance as the serious uptight headmistress.

OK, moving past that...
The real adventure began before we even saw the movie. The adventure was getting TO the theatre. I wanted to go to this particular theatre because I THOUGHT it was close to a restaurant that I wanted to hit up for it's offering of a particular Chips & Salsa duo. So we turn into this what turns out to be a massive and equally repulsive stip-mall scenario. We are talking numerous stop signs and round-abouts. After driving around for 15 minutes we finally stopped and asked for directions. It was even HE that asked for directions we were so desperately lost. Some valet parking guy gave us very good directions so we made our way through the massive lot and finally found the movie theatre. Yep, it was there on the right, past the Taco Bell. UGH! We always joked/criticized about how massive the parking lots were, and KNEW it was only a matter of time before we got lost in one. So there...finally!

So we bought our tickets and then got back in the car and drove to what I thought was a nearby place (my memory flubbed on me) and it was at least 10 minutes down the road at a DIFFERENT stip-mall. God, how stupid am I!? We finally find our way into this one, and maneuver around to the restaurant finally at 6:30 pm (an hour til showtime) only to be greeted by a packed parking lot and a crazy bunch of people WAITING outside to be seated? At 6:30? OK, NO THANK YOU!....driving on!

Back to the first mass of shops...

Anyway, we found a place to eat. Paid way to much, and then pushed our way past the group of teens to sit with the row of parental chaperones that laughed WAY to loud during the entire movie. The movie was only $7.50 each so we even splurged and got a box of candy... I even think the counter boy was flirted with me! Ahhh... now tell me this isn't the life!!!

OK, CityBrizzy, I know you are busy this weekend...but come MONDAY...YOU better be on the BLOG train! :)

My SS Today: 7 (I have recovered from all the parking lot dizziness, and am chalking it up to adventure, PLUS the sun is out, and I slept for a full 8+ hours.)

It is a Saturday afternoon and I am here, in my house, while the wind blows and the rain flows. It has been raining non-stop (for all practical purposes) for 3 days. And after a whole week, I am still trying to get this head cold out of my system.

Been to 2 "rock shows" this in the past three days and the third is tonight, after which we are hosting a sleepover for the out of town folks that make the trek to the great Queen City. Am I looking forward to it? In a strange way, maybe I am. My husband's old roommate from NYC is in town for a visit. They are down in the studio making sweet alt-rock music. I often wonder what it is like to have such a passionate outlet for one's feelings. I mean if I could turn all the discontent and anxiety I feel into a beautiful song, now that would be something! But alas, I am forced to ruminate on the same ole crap, round and round I go on the verge of insanity.

Having him here, makes me miss the big city. He was telling us how he spent his hours during the "great blackout" of '03 and I do believe we were fighting off pangs of jealously. I mean only in New York can you walk out into the pitch black of night, drunk on lukewarm beer and hear a great brass band coming down the street in an impromptu parade. And after following said parade to the waterfront, find yourself at the end of the evening with a pocket full of free weed. I mean who wouldn't be a bit envious? Here the most exciting thing to happen is...well...still trying to think of something remotely comparable to that. I got nothing at this point.

But hey, in 30 years we will officially own our home and that has to count for something, right?

My SS Today: 6 (An old friend is in town and we are going out again tonight! It's the simple things really.)

I am here!!! Here I am...

Sorry, went out of town "camping" to celebrate said birthday. Interesting. Hubby and I only fought for a good 70% of it. (Thanks to PMS and super long car rides.) We stayed at a white trash campsite in Cherokee, NC...up in the Great Smokies. It was really weird, people had started camping there and apparently never wanted to leave so parked their RVs for the "no-haul". (hehe) Seriously, these people had nameplates, welcome mats and gardens. (Just to name a few of their "homey" accoutrements. I mean YES, it was beautiful, and YES they had an indoor pool, workout center, spa, cable hook-up, and internet access...but well...hell that does sound quite attractive! Maybe after I get tired of living in a 2000 square foot home I will desire living in a box again like in the CITY! :)

Anyway, it was nice and chilly. We enjoyed campfires and wine and were intrigued by the oddity that is the Cherokee community that exists there today. It was a bit like Vegas, but without the booze and hookers. Yeah...odd. But you could buy moccasins and bows and arrows, and just about any other item you can think of with a Native American plastered on it.

One of our arguments was quite mind-numbing and would have lasted longer I am sure if nature hadn't intervened. I wanted to go for a little hike. Now I am not a hiker (as the City Dweller can attest to) but I wanted to go on this 1/2 mile hike (or so I thought) to this waterfall. No real directions, just a sign and an arrow from our little cabin nestled between the RVs. So we set out. The husband gets angered because the "hike" is really along this highway, with of course no real place to walk along. It was mostly just overgrown weeds riddled with hidden holes and a steep drop off. The road was winding and so therefore very unsafe for walking. But determined as I am to see this waterfall, we press on. With every few steps he complains. "Where is this waterfall?", "We really need a better path", and finally his favorite, "This is really stupid!".

With each repeated complaint, I grow increasingly angered. It had rained the morning through and I really wanted to do a BIT of nature walking before we left! I am so disgusted that he can't just chill out for a minute and enjoy this adventure we are on, so I tell him so. He continues to protest that this is stupid and I am beginning to feel the same being that we so no signs of a path leading to a waterfall. We agree on going around one more curve and then giving up. Alas there is a sign...and it points the way. We take a few steps off the road and we are greeted by a parking lot of cars and a great downpour from above. Everyone is loading up in their cars and leaving. Well we of course are not leaving until we see this waterfall! SO we hike to the top (not very far at all) and see this quite picturesque view. (pictures coming soon) Of course at this point we are both on our way to soaked and KNOW that we won't be making the walk back at this moment. We enjoy for a moment and then hike back down. We find an abandoned porch and wait the storm out. Soaked we slosh back to our cabin.

After we got back, the rain started again and continued for several hours. Afterwards we went into town and came upon a huge Harrah's Casino. We decided for kicks we would each blow 5 bucks. After we walked the 15 minutes to the casino from our parked car, we were greeted by ID checkers, and of course, I didn't have my ID in my wallet. So I waited outside while he burned up that $5 bill. Didn't take too long ;)

The main highlight of the drive back was NOT the fight we had in the car, but the 1/2 hour we spent on the winding roads of the Blue Ridge Parkway. It is pretty cool to be so close to such beautiful scenery. I haven't really had this kind of access to nature in a while. 3 hours and you are in some of the most beautiful landscape you have seen in years! It it only cost you the time and the gas money!

OH...We went to a movie last night...FIRST one in I don't know how long...It was great to, I mean a bit tragic of course, but Great flick. LOST IN TRANSLATION. very very nice :)

I am still here, but I am thinking that blogging may only be a weekly venture. I just don't usually have the time online but mainly just the energy after my hellish days. Being a nanny for one kid is great, being a nanny for two...not the worst, but a nanny for 3 boys...well...today was THE WORST! Sparing all the horrid details, lets leave it at they were all sent to their rooms to wait for their mom to get home while I was on my hands and knees cleaning up those damn styrofoam peanuts for a good 45 minutes. And that was really just the icing on the cake of what was a nasty Wednesday.

MY SS Today: 3 (I'm not crying, and I have off on Friday...)