August 24, 2003
Perfect day
I'm tired -- I can't stop yawning, and my legs are achy, but in a good way. I had a most excellent weekend, and am now very sleepy, and sad that it's over.
The first perfect thing? The weather. It went from hot and sticky, nasty, humid, to cool, clear, and sunny between Friday night and Saturday morning. Yesterday, I ignored my internal clock and slept until I felt like getting up. I did a load of laundry, and happily hung it outside in the sun to dry, and cleaned all the floors, and then did some heavy-duty loafing for a couple of hours. That done, I wandered downtown to CVS (where a little boy made me laugh and laugh -- he was maybe three years old, and was marching around the store singing "I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant!" at the top of his lungs, while his red-faced father muttered "You are not! Only girls get pregnant! Stop saying that!" He caught my eye, he said "Honestly, I don't know where he learned that!" and I burst out laughing. Hee.) and then to the library and the grocery store. More loafing followed, until Jeff arrived at a little past 8 o'clock. He made yummy soft tacos for dinner, and then we took advantage of the lovely evening and went for a walk by the lake. We stood and looked at Mars for a while (after mistaking Venus for it, even though I knew it should have been brighter than that) and then, once the mosquitos found us, headed back to my place. We watched The Princess Bride, reciting most of it from memory, and then headed off to bed.
Today was even nicer, weather-wise -- cool to the point of being chilly this morning, then sunny and in the 70s. We got up relatively early, for us, and headed into Boston to explore the North End. I know, I know, I've lived here since 1992, and I'd never really been there. I am now madly in love, and want to live there. We wandered around until we found a restaurant that looked good (well, okay, one that looked good and inexpesive -- they all looked good, and there are a lot of them) and had lunch -- fried calimari for him, eggplant parmisiagna for me. We ate until we were stuffed, then staggered back out to explore -- we found the Paul Revere Park, and saw a random parade, and looked at the Old North Church, and found an old, old cemetery that was filled with big, glittering, green dragonflies, and then got cannolli and sat in the park to eat. After that, we wandered toward Faneuil Hall, where we browsed a toy store. Then we headed toward the waterfront, and spent some time lying on the grass in a pretty little park. I people-watched, though I really wanted a nap. Once we'd rested a bit, we went and sat by the water and talked, watching the planes take off over the water. After that, we went to Downtown Crossing, where I bought Lee's birthday presents (I suck. I thought today was her birthday. It was Thursday. Happy belated birthday, Lee! I'm sorry!) and then we headed back here, stopping along the way for dinner ingredients. We ate Gardenburgers and sweet corn, and watched Futurama (which, incidentally, is a bad show to try to make out to. It kept making me giggle.) and then I booted Jeff out so he could make the two-hour drive home and get some sleep. I miss him already, I love having him here.
Warning: sappiness may follow.
Saying "I've never felt this way before" is such a cliche, but you know, right now, it's true. I've never felt so comfortable around someone as I do with him. I've always felt a need to try to impress guys, to prove to them that I'm worth their time. I don't feel that need with him. I can be just me with him, and it's okay. It's better than okay. He makes me feel special, and smart, and beautiful, and I can honestly say I have never felt that way before, with any man. I didn't think it was possible to really feel that way. And then he came along, and I wasn't expecting it, and I resisted it for a long time, and held him at arm's length because I couldn't believe that someone so sweet, and so kind, and so good, would want to be with me. But he does, the poor boy, and I really couldn't be happier. Thus ends the sap. Hey, I had a good weekend.
Posted by Mary Ellen at August 24, 2003 10:08 PM
Comments
You absolutely deserve every second of feeling good and wonderful and special, because you are and I'm glad that you know it.
And the fact that it's Jeff just makes me smile. Get down with your bad selves, kids. Do things to make me blush!
Posted by: Emily at August 24, 2003 11:24 PM
Just let me "Ditto" what Emily said. Though, I may be a bit biased on the second line. :-}
Posted by: Jeff at August 27, 2003 03:37 PM
Hi! I think you write really well... keep writing, because it's a delight to read your entries. =)
Posted by: Charlene at September 13, 2003 12:14 AM
Aw, thank you. I will write soon. I'm just lazy, that's all.
Posted by: Mary Ellen at September 14, 2003 10:25 PM