laziness is...

I'm amazed by the number of people who drive over to the pool at this end of our apartments. Either they don't really live here and they are just hoping someone will let them in or they're really lazy. They don't seem to have any trouble walking around the pool and swimming. I wonder why the two minute drive? Instead of asking, of course, I'll continue to wonder (and judge, apparently).

7 years...

...just kidding. It's just that I feel that this post is taking forever and a year to write. Anyhow, here's (most of) what went down.

As I've mentioned, this year was the first in which Cardo and I actually planned something special for ourselves in celebrating surviving this monogamy-thing. Actually, we kind of suck at planning and we made vague references to things that we might enjoy. We tossed around the idea of seeing Much Ado at the Shakespeare Festival, but the tickets we were looking at would have cost us $80 total. Also, I felt that this was something more for me than for us. We also planned on seeing a movie one of our evenings. We also planned (we're big dreamers of big vague dreams) to stay in a bed-and-breakfast, but, again, the pricing is what kept us (meaning me) from going for it.

So, now that I've explained all of the things that might have, but then didn't, go down, here's (most of) what did actually happen.

Saturday, we were to drop Pic off with a friend in the early evening. I woke up to Cardo being gone (working on his car? off to Pick'n'Pull?) and Pic excitedly informing me, 'I cleaned my room! My sleeping bag is ready! I have my pajamas! I'm ready to go to Ms F's!' Um, yes, only eight hours to kill. We took her to Goodwill where she found a pogo stick -- whee! (I had told her that we could maybe get her one if we found one there...I wasn't really expecting her to find one. It has lived in Papi's car since then.) Then, we took her to ride on the ferris wheel at Scheels. Three dollars total. Cheap thrills. At one point, when Cardo, Pic and I were stopped at almost the top of the wheel, Pic asked, 'This [our seat] isn't going to fall, is it?' I assured her that it wouldn't (as if my will would hold it up regardless), but then, for the rest of the ride, I was obsessed with the idea. Great. Finally, we ended up dropping Pic off.

Cardo and I forewent (a word?) the b-and-b and ended up staying at a hotel in Carson. On checking in, the woman at the desk asked me if I was indeed over twenty-one. Cardo just loves this. Oh-so-much. (Not really. Not even a little, not even at all.) He feels like people are assuming he's some kind of dirty ol' man. Our room was ridiculously large. I didn't share my weird gnawing guilt about the unecessary space with Cardo, and I tried to ignore it myself.

On Saturday evening, Cardo and I ate dinner at Red's Old 395 Grill. It was hot and Cardo was annoyed with our server, but it was okay. After dinner, we attended Best of Broadway, put on at the Brewery Arts Center and performed by the Sierra Nevada Ballet, along with Cami Thompson and the Cami Thompson Trio. I loved the performance (especially the tap, as I've mentioned). Cardo says that he also enjoyed the show, and I hope that's true and he's not just trying to appease me. The show was in a parking lot across the street from the BAC. There was a stage erected in one corner, a snack stand to the right of he stage and port-o-potties (without inside lighting, which ended up being fun for some people) in the back left corner. Cardo and I sat on the outside aisle on the left, in plastic folding chairs, nearest the outhouses. The seats were actually pretty nice -- we were close to the band -- except for after intermission when a certain aroma came wafting over to us.

Anyhow, the music was fun and the performers seemed to genuinely enjoy performing. Too bad we probably won't be here in a few years when there's an amphitheatre and grass and a better bathroom situation. I really missed live theatre.

Because the first night's activity was more for me, I asked Cardo to choose the movie for our second night. We ate dinner and then went to the Summit to watch Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Somehow, I didn't realize they were already on the sixth movie, so I had no idea what movie we were going to be watching. Cardo wasn't sure which it was going to be either. Our tickets said 'Harry Potter and th.' Not exactly helpful. I had been planning on only watching the rest of the movies (I've seen the first and second and various parts of the third) once they were all out (and, I've just learned that the last book is being made into two movies...I haven't kept up on the movies, obviously). So the movie...yeah.

As for the rest of the weekend, it was great. Cardo and I both missed Pic. It was strange to be away from her (those two days...the longest we've both been away from her at once) and I missed seeing her first thing in the morning. However, I hadn't felt so...sexy for so long that I don't know that I remember feeling that way. Maybe when we were dating and newly married and we'd have sex in the afternoon without worrying that Pic would wake up and cry or, more recently, come in to see what we're doing. It's amazing how instantly that went away on being home again, though. Sorry Cardo. We'll have to get away, just the two of us, a bit more often than once every four years.

So, this has been long enough. As usual, it's entirely way past my bedtime (as if such a thing exists). I'm just trying to get back into the habit of composing/sharing here.

saying goodbye

I am no longer a car owner. It is weird. I'm still processing, perhaps, as I just sold my car today. I thought I'd be more...sad, or something, but I'm not really. I'm sure there will be times when I'd rather be more independently mobile (or whatever), but for now, I'm okay with it. (As I said, I just sold my car today, though.)

So, for now, we are a one-car family. I wonder how long this will last?

six years...

...and it's about time we actually planned something to do to celebrate this marriage-thing.

Just a quick video for now, hinting at what Cardo and I did il passato weekend. I'm too tired to post anything longer right now, but I'll fill in some more of the details later.



A couple of notes. Cardo and I were not ourselves tap dancing (although I would like to have been). This is all I could quickly find for now -- I apologize for the quality. Obviously, this is not exactly what we watched because our celebrating didn't include time travel. Along with Sam Weber, we enjoyed watching many other talented performers.

I miss live performances (y'know, other than Pic's occasional histrionics, such as she demonstrated at the park earlier yesterday evening...ugh).

from the mouth of the babe

Earlier, Cardo told Pic that Ms F would be watching her while he and I went out a bit il quest weekend. Pic casually asked him, 'Goin' for a little hike?'

As it turns out, I didn't have much outdoor time in mind for our anniversary.

the great purge...

...slowly marches on. Here's what I'm ridding myself of:

-- notes from my freshman and sophomore high school English classes.
-- Bio II notes from junior year of high school.
-- recipes from Seventeen from 1997 (recipes I never even bothered to try out anyhow).
-- cell phone bills from my first cell phone ever (I got it when I moved here because suddenly there were two area codes in Nevada and I didn't have long distance coverage in the dorms).
-- various other pieces of crap...not all of which I'm actually ridding myself of, so there.

Part of this purge is because it's needed and part is because we needed to spend a ridiculous amount of hours searching through our freaking files to find the title to my car. You'd think it'd be in the 'Peppe' file (Peppe being my car, short for Giuseppe Verde O'Shaunnesey), but, alas, no. That'd just be entirely too easy. Cardo just found it after two-and-a-half hours of us searching tonight and countless other hours searching for the past few days. Very soon, I will be a carless woman. Now, I need to move to more condensed place. I'm thinking Amherst. Any thoughts? I've never been there.

ps

The air has cleared and it's now easier to breathe here in La Casa B. Thanks be.