In the words of Ice Cube, today was a good day.

So I wasn’t sure how today was going to go. I swung by Dick and Jane’s and obviously Jane was cold and condemning, but I had some good talks with Dick. He told me to “go get one of those lesbian girlfriends because [my] taste in men is abysmal.” Lawlercoaster. We also touched upon my Uncle Pete and that is a sore subject with him, but we hugged it out. As much of (and as often as) a fucking jerk he can be, he can be really terrific. He needs to live forever. I don’t know what I’ll do when he’s gone. Ugh I don’t even want to imagine it, so I wont. LA LA LA! Life is sunshine and daisies!

Annnnyways, I started cooking “the feast” today. I wasn’t sure until later this afternoon if J was going to make it out today or not. It was obviously not, but no worries! He’s coming down tomorrow night. *Shoots ::the look:: at J and shakes fist menacingly. “You’d effin better be!”* (I’m KIDDING! {or am I?}) So I threw the turkey into the crockpot with some onions, carrots, portabello mushroom caps, herbs de province, butter and 2 bottles of Shipyard PumpkinheadAle and let it cook on low for seven hours.  Later on, I picked up L, we got some Mary Lou’s and took a ride through Bourne, laughing so hard I thought my ribs were going to break. Good fucking hangs! After that we went and picked up JC from the bus stop. L- he is fantastic! Keep him! We watched Man -Vs- Food while I was cooking DW’s mashed potatoes and butternut squash. I have to say, Man V Food: The Red Mill’s burgs and the Crab Pot looks amazing! Seattle here I come! Although, I think it’s really fucking funny that he is totally wearing a shirt from The Barking Crab. (FYI the Barking Crab is an amazing and expensive seafood joint located on the wharf in Boston Harbor.) Everything came out simply amazing and I didn’t even cook up everything that I will tomorrow! If you couldn’t figure it out, I am completely in dumb love with food. (And I wonder why I can’t ever lose any weight! *sigh*)

After dinner, JC showed us the fucking funniest youtubes ever. *!!NERD ALERT!!* The long-simmering feud between Superman (DC) and Wolverine (Marvel) comes to a boil in this Marvel/DC parody. I can’t even being to describe it so, here. Enjoy!

Alright, I have just cleaned the kitchen… Okay! Okay! Okay! So I’ve only scraped the plates down, threw them in the sink and wrapped up the leftovers. I’ll deal with it tomorrow morning. I’ve got the “Itis” something fierce. Sweet, Sweet Tryptophan! Take me away! …zzzZZZzzz…. *Snore*

As Day 2 Draws To A Close…

I am back on the couch with a cuddly warm beastie at my feet. Sleep came so easy and natural to me for once last night. I usually spend a good hour tossing and turning before I am comfortable enough and another thirty minutes or so to still the hundreds of thoughts swirling in my brain. The sleep number bed rules my life. I woke up with practically no back pain at all today, it was so wonderful. Rosie had curled up in a ball behind my knees and Cajun felt that the dip between my ribs and hips made for a perfectly adequate bed. He eventually moved to the spot on the pillow above my head. Yea animals! <3! <3! <3!

Tropical Depression/storm Danny hit Cape Cod today. Rain, rain rain! So much of it! I was tempted to build an arc and fill it with two of every beer, the dog cat and I and sail away. Rosie and I went for a nice long walk in the woods and splashed around in *every* puddle that was around. I love having a dog. Cajun was waiting for us in the windowsill when we returned. After drying off and changing my clothes I warmed up drinking some of that spicy Mexican hot chocolate that I purchased while listening to Andrew Bird’s album Noble Beast. It was so delicious. I foresee Mexican Mochas in my future! I drove to Waquoit to finalize my PO Box, but alas, I got there too late. I lazed around the afternoon, alternating my time between reading and “watching” a Forensic Files marathon and apartment hunted on Craigslist. I found some good ones, hopefully one of them pans out. Granted it’s not as fantastic of a deal that living at Doro’s would have been, but that option is no longer open to me. My only concern is for those nights that I work to one in the morning is how I’m going to get home. Brighton isn’t car friendly in the parking scenario and all the trains cease operation at 12:30 am. Hopefully, I will figure it out fast. I also got offered the other job I applied for, so I will have two jobs and my financial worries can start to subside, thank … (insert deity here)!

Afterwards I turned inwards, breaking out the cards and asking the tough questions. I went with a deck I normally would have turned away from but it just spoke out to me in a way I could not explain. I pulled a few choice cards that made me laugh at their obviousness and the sheer serendipity of others. Abundance, Divine Timing and Focus were among the 10. It really opened my eyes and confirmed things that I was doing right and helped wash away some self doubt. It’s always nice when everything comes into clarity with such ease.

Tomorrow is Sunday and I have no idea what to do with myself. I’m tight on cash so I don’t foresee anything fantastic happening but maybe I can start on some craft project, scheme up a wild recipe or something productive. I did find a bunch of yoga dvds, a mat and some weights so I am definitely going to break into those tomorrow at some point. So far this has been wonderful. I miss some people, but the lack of communication/solitude has been a welcome change in an otherwise normally chaotic existence.

Creepy Crawly

While I might not to go A’s wedding, I still need to go to Pennsylvania. I need to feed my curiosity appetite. I need to go see Gettysburg, Centrailia and the Mutter Museum. Oh and a Philly cheese steak is in order as well.