Dear Diary,
The pool guy just left and I think I'm going to enjoy seeing him once a week as he tends to the pool maintenance duties. Today he smiled and told me all about how he was just putting some chlorine in and scraping down the edges. It was delightful conversation!
Meanwhile I just brought possibly the 2nd to last load back to the house and Mom and Dad should arrive soon with the last one. Otherwise, I need to get ready for my first class of the semester and I'm having trouble locating things. Apparently that's typical during a move.
Hopefully, tomorrow holds at least some shampoo!...
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
August 30, 2009
Dear Diary,
Well, it is Day 2 of the big move. Most of the stuff is now in the house, but there are still some large items yet and miscellaneous small items that are just a pain to pack up. And there's the whole dilemma yet about what to get rid of and what to keep for the new place. I'm ready to buy all new furniture and pots & pans and such. Ready to make the place look nice.
It always seems like that's the kind of stuff you register for though when you're getting married. Is it bad that I get it all now, while single? I suppose not. Girl's gotta live, right? The nice thing about this move (and possibly the stress of everything happening at once) is that I have lost 5 pounds this week. I imagine a lot of it has to do with going straight from work to lay flooring, carrying boxes around and up and down stairs, getting in my 10,000 steps a day with the new schoolyear, and being just too nervous to eat from meeting Taylor Hicks. Add to that the stress involved in all of that and you've got yourself a weight-loss program. Problem is it will probably all come back once things settle down a bit.
But I can take comfort in the fact that the floor's aren't quite complete yet, and there is much unpacking to be done. That should hold off the gain for awhile. And the exercise possibilities now are inifinitely more. Well, perhaps not infinitely, but having a neighborhood with a fairly decent size makes for good bike/running/rollerblading paths. And we have a pool now, so laps have reentered the picture. Pigeon and I were both in the pool this morning! So, all told, the move is going well.
I just wonder what tomorrow holds....
Well, it is Day 2 of the big move. Most of the stuff is now in the house, but there are still some large items yet and miscellaneous small items that are just a pain to pack up. And there's the whole dilemma yet about what to get rid of and what to keep for the new place. I'm ready to buy all new furniture and pots & pans and such. Ready to make the place look nice.
It always seems like that's the kind of stuff you register for though when you're getting married. Is it bad that I get it all now, while single? I suppose not. Girl's gotta live, right? The nice thing about this move (and possibly the stress of everything happening at once) is that I have lost 5 pounds this week. I imagine a lot of it has to do with going straight from work to lay flooring, carrying boxes around and up and down stairs, getting in my 10,000 steps a day with the new schoolyear, and being just too nervous to eat from meeting Taylor Hicks. Add to that the stress involved in all of that and you've got yourself a weight-loss program. Problem is it will probably all come back once things settle down a bit.
But I can take comfort in the fact that the floor's aren't quite complete yet, and there is much unpacking to be done. That should hold off the gain for awhile. And the exercise possibilities now are inifinitely more. Well, perhaps not infinitely, but having a neighborhood with a fairly decent size makes for good bike/running/rollerblading paths. And we have a pool now, so laps have reentered the picture. Pigeon and I were both in the pool this morning! So, all told, the move is going well.
I just wonder what tomorrow holds....
Saturday, August 29, 2009
August 29, 2009
Dear Diary,
Today is moving day. It might extend into tomorrow too...or even Monday. But today's the main event. I'm mildly sentimental about it today. This is probably the longest I've ever lived in one location other than the house I grew up in. Truth be told, I'm ready to get out of here and out of apartment living. But there have been lots of good memories in this place. Not the least of which is the convenience to going to Disney World. And fireworks parties. However, those have been few and far between. But it's not like I'm leaving Disney World. I still live in "Greater" Orlando and will be there as often as possible.
When I go with my family, we have certain "Disney games" we play which are all very transferrable to other "attractions" or themes. There's "stop in the middle of the walkway," "I'm a Disney Idiot," "Which small world doll am I?," "Take a picture with a non-camera phone," "Name that attraction," and my personal favorite (among many others), "Flirt night."
Yep, that's the name of the game. And it's an every girl for herself kind of game. The rules? You have to flirt, when presented the opportunity. It can be as innocent as asking the next male cast member for directions, or as bold as "planting one" on the balloon guy. And it's all in good fun. It's a game I haven't played in quite some time, but we may pull it out this weekend. And the best part is that it's one of those "transferrable" games. You can play "Flirt night" practically anwhere: The mall, the movies, dinner, athletic events, the lake, downtown. Basically anywhere. (But it's always more fun at Disney World!) Who's in?
Is that what tomorrow holds, perhaps?....
Today is moving day. It might extend into tomorrow too...or even Monday. But today's the main event. I'm mildly sentimental about it today. This is probably the longest I've ever lived in one location other than the house I grew up in. Truth be told, I'm ready to get out of here and out of apartment living. But there have been lots of good memories in this place. Not the least of which is the convenience to going to Disney World. And fireworks parties. However, those have been few and far between. But it's not like I'm leaving Disney World. I still live in "Greater" Orlando and will be there as often as possible.
When I go with my family, we have certain "Disney games" we play which are all very transferrable to other "attractions" or themes. There's "stop in the middle of the walkway," "I'm a Disney Idiot," "Which small world doll am I?," "Take a picture with a non-camera phone," "Name that attraction," and my personal favorite (among many others), "Flirt night."
Yep, that's the name of the game. And it's an every girl for herself kind of game. The rules? You have to flirt, when presented the opportunity. It can be as innocent as asking the next male cast member for directions, or as bold as "planting one" on the balloon guy. And it's all in good fun. It's a game I haven't played in quite some time, but we may pull it out this weekend. And the best part is that it's one of those "transferrable" games. You can play "Flirt night" practically anwhere: The mall, the movies, dinner, athletic events, the lake, downtown. Basically anywhere. (But it's always more fun at Disney World!) Who's in?
Is that what tomorrow holds, perhaps?....
Friday, August 28, 2009
August 28, 2009
Dear Diary,
I take it back. I'm not down. I'm not even off the cloud. I'm amused at the momentum that has occurred since I first wrote you about Taylor. Tuesday was not the first time we met, by the way. I think the first time was...oh...January 2006, perhaps? Can't remember exactly, but we've been together for nigh on 4 years, now. At first it was admiration from a distance. And then he took to callin' me darlin'. In that beautiful southern drawl.
Let's pause a moment now to recall that encounter. And to remember that drawl.
Thanks.
Anyway, I was all nerves the first time. But since then I've grown comfortable with him. Tuesday, I was chilled, calm, collected. And did you notice how he leaned? How we matched? How he promised to see me in November? Well, I'll keep that promise, Taylor. I believe the promise was dinner and dancing? Something along those lines, anyway.
Oh yea! I was supposed to tell you about that Disney game, wasn't I? Well, let's just wait and see what tomorrow holds...
Thursday, August 27, 2009
August 27, 2009
Dear Diary,
I'm starting to come down from Tuesday's big event a little bit. Don't get me wrong. I'm still totally devoted to Taylor. But at some point I have to accept the fact that he can never be more than musical entertainment to me. (Though there is promise of another sighting in November!)
So, it's back to reality (oh, there goes gravity). In all the excitement, I forgot that I hadn't responded to Radar's email from the weekend, so I finally did email him back last night.
And the certificate of occupancy came through yesterday for the new house so the weekend will be busy with moving and such. Time is running short to spend on the hunt these days. Not that I'm nearing death. I just mean that right now, it's harder to work it in. Perhaps I can squeeze in one of my favorite Disney games this weekend. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow!
Otherwise all the boys in my life right now are in 2nd grade.
At least I know who's holding tomorrow...
I'm starting to come down from Tuesday's big event a little bit. Don't get me wrong. I'm still totally devoted to Taylor. But at some point I have to accept the fact that he can never be more than musical entertainment to me. (Though there is promise of another sighting in November!)
So, it's back to reality (oh, there goes gravity). In all the excitement, I forgot that I hadn't responded to Radar's email from the weekend, so I finally did email him back last night.
And the certificate of occupancy came through yesterday for the new house so the weekend will be busy with moving and such. Time is running short to spend on the hunt these days. Not that I'm nearing death. I just mean that right now, it's harder to work it in. Perhaps I can squeeze in one of my favorite Disney games this weekend. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow!
Otherwise all the boys in my life right now are in 2nd grade.
At least I know who's holding tomorrow...
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
August 26, 2009
Dear Diary,I don't think you can really top yesterday's entry. I mean engaged to Taylor Hicks? That's hard to beat. But I'll try. Let me start by saying that in case there was any confusion, I am not in real life engaged to Mr. Hicks. Although I do feel we are "MFEO." :) And I feel like being 12, so the acronym was appropriate.
Have you ever seen "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" with Frank Sinatra and Gene Kelly? Well, there's a song in there that goes "It's fate, baby, it's fate." That rings true for me and Taylor. I mean, the man went to Auburn University for pete's sake! When he was autographing multiple items last night he asked who he should make it out to. I told him my name and then was about to spell it but remembered that he should know. And I said so, "You don't need to know how to spell Auburn." "Nah," he smiled.
Have I ever mentioned I'm a sucker for smiles? Well, the real story? He was brilliant in the show. He was amazingly kind in the Meet & Greet. And he remains as my favorite (living) artist. But he will probably never get around to popping the question...to me.
So in other news, I was amused to hear from an old acquaintance the other day. He apparently now lives a rather high profile life. Even made national news just a few days ago. I barely had any conversations with him when we knew each other. But apparently he remembers me enough to make contact. Not that I'm saying there's anything there, but it was interesting to hear from him.
Where is this fame thing coming from in my Diary, recently? Makes it exciting to see what tomorrow should hold...
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
August 25, 2009
Dear Diary,
I'm on Cloud 9 tonight! Went out to see Grease with one of my gal pals and not only did we see Taylor Hicks live and in person (from the far left balcony), we met him, talked to him, shook his hand, took his picture, got his autograph! It was a good night for the Diary! Right on the heels of meeting Mr. Jenner, I shake hands with my future husband. That's it for me. No other man will do. So long, Radar. Bye, bye, Crush. Take a walk, Friendly. And even the fella on the bill for tomorrow's entry. Ya'll can beat it. Taylor and I are takin' a walk down the aisle! We're too cute a couple to let love like this pass us by.
(We're registered at Pier One and JC Penney)
Taylor, baby, tell me what tomorrow holds for us...
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