Outings and Homecomings w/*edit* in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Aug. 30, 2007, midnight
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Well hello there!! I thought I’d be writing more often now that I have my sweet new laptop, but I guess I’ve simply gotten out of the habit. And that sucks because there’s really a lot going on in my life—I wouldn’t say really exciting stuff, but stuff nonetheless. And…AND!! I still haven’t written about all the bullet points that I’ve had on my list a couple of entries ago! It just hit me. I am a big, fat slacker!

But I literally just flew home tonight from Los Angeles (Tues thru Thurs) via Las Vegas (Monday into Tuesday AM). I am exhausted thinking about going back into the office tomorrow, but I still want to write.

Grrrrr left this afternoon for Europe to visit his kids. We missed each other in the air. But he’ll actually be back on Sunday (yes, quite the quickie trip!). Poor Grrrrr was getting a lot of shit from his ex-wife about the fact that he was able to go on a cruise to Alaska with me but can’t even come visit his children. I get the logic…of course I do. But she completely guilted him out on this one. I won’t get into the ins and outs, just trust me on this one.

Regardless, his trip will be good for everyone—especially the kids. And maybe even more so for Grrrr.

And it will be especially good for me because that means a girls’ weekend! Anna’s coming to town from Laguna, and we will be hanging with Lovely and all the girly girls and….oh….! I think I’ve been needing this for a long, long time. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if I end up having a slumber party complete with pillow fights (or if nothing else a whole lotta booty shaking). Okay, and a small truckload of booze.

I feel like a kid whose parents have gone away for the weekend!! Is that bad?

I got to see Best Bud in Las Vegas! We were both there on business, so even though she had a business dinner planned, she invited me along. Such a great time. Even though we live in two different cities and only see each other every few months, it’s always easy (and hilarious) to catch up with her.

We gambled a little after dinner. I am so not a gambler, but I actually won $50 in the quarter slots and then turned around and won $30 more on roulette! I know, I’m a chicken gambler, but hey—eighty bucks is eighty bucks and you can’t argue with that!

We decided that next time we find ourselves in Vegas together that we’ll share a room. Because it kind of sucked spending just a few short hours with her and then having to part ways at the monorail because we were going in two different directions.

It was cute though. We waved goodbye like two lovers saying adieu at the train station. My train came first, and she waved and ran after the train calling out to me! Aaaahhh, I love that crazy bitch (even though she farted at the roulette table–gaggggg)!

I don’t want to write about the rest of the trip because I was boring as hell in Los Angeles—unlike the last time I was in LA with the PR girls. Hell, I haven’t even written about THAT! Oh mah, what a couple of interesting nights! The PR group hired this unbelievable strrrrreeeetch hummer and took a bunch of magazine and TV editors out to the hotspots (well, the “Tuesday Night” hotspots anyway, which isn’t saying a ton, but still pretty wild considering). It was on that particular circuit that I realized that it’s definitely the perfect time for me to be settling down…one of the beautiful young editor girls turned to me and said, “ohhhhh I so hope I look like you when I get older…”

She went on, and I know it was meant to be flattering, but I’ll be honest: I had to go home shortly after that comment. Not only did I realize that I was a little out of place amongst the super young and super beautiful Hollywood set, but I was also incredibly exhausted!!! And I needed to go to BED!!

I am absolutely, without a doubt really thankful to be coupled up right now. I love nothing more than to go out and have a really nice dinner (or cook at home), and then hang out on the sofa with the candles burning and my head in Grrrr’s lap, watching a movie while Grrr runs his fingers through my hair for a couple of hours. Mmmmmm. That’s my idea of heaven right now.

Um. Until this weekend. Riiiight.

Okay. Time for bed. 5:00 AM comes early. And I obviously need my beauty rest!!

Until the next entry…

*edit* I forgot to mention that Grrrr left me the sweetest drawing on the whiteboard. Two planes passing each other, his going one way, mine going the other. Overlapping countries and languages and lots of sweet messages…and then I went into the bathroom to pee and he’d drawn little hearts and I-Love-Yous all over the mirror. Y’know, things suck and then they don’t and the they suck again. We talk and talk and talk things through and I read books and write here and seek advice from friends, and through it all I love him with a passion and a ferociousness and with a silly, silly friendship that I do NOT want to give up. We are trying and we are stumbling and fumbling and I am here. Terrified, yes. Risky, sure. But I still have a gut feeling…


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