boo hoo

Way late to the party, but I watched the Notebook tonight while my fiance was out, and have been emotional jelly the past hour. I'm glad I watched it alone, I don't enjoy crying in front of other people. I knew it was going to be a smushy-mushy schmoopie romance, so I sort of half paid attention the first part and was ready to dismiss it as typical chick flick cheesiness. When it began to get dramatic, I stopped doing chores and sat down. By the end, I was curled up on the couch sobbing. I expected it to be a cliche but it really was quite moving for me.

Of course, before I could get TOO in touch with myself, I tuned in to a few reruns of Making the Band 3. Emotional release over. I can't wait for the new summer shows to start, especially Project Runway. I've noticed most of the shows I like these days are reality and/or competitive. All my "good" shows are either cancelled or on hiatus. Bummer :(

Well, as "they" say, tomorrow is another day. I plan on spending it completing a variety of tasks, some fun and some that are ___________ enough to bring tears to my eyes again :)

so tired

Due to my increased responsibilities at work, I've been pretty busy. I've even had to do the dreaded going in over the weekend a couple times, just to tie up some loose ends.

Between our newest family member (a puppy) and my wicked stepchildren (my fiance's cats) I haven't been getting as much sleep as I would like to. They all delight in jumping onto the bed, chasing after each other, and making noise. If I was ambivalent about having real children before, I'm adamantly against it now. I'm happy to continue my immature, selfish lifestyle just the way it is. When would I ever have time to myself? I'd be in a constant beauty rest shortage! At least now my fiance, who is a much lighter sleeper, will wake up and tend to the beasts while I continue snoozing an extra few minutes. Then resentment will take over and he will make as much noise as possible (or encourage the animals to make noise, or encourage them to climb all over me) so I, too, am forced to arise earlier than anticipated. Once we're both up, we begin the cycle of walks, fetch, feedings, grooming, etc.

The puppy does do some cute things, though. She gets hiccups, which in my opinion is the cutest even though I feel badly for her because I'm sure they are uncomfortable. She attacks the wicked stepchildren with gleeful relish. She lets us pick her up and carry her around. She falls to her pillow and instantly snores while napping. So all the energy required to keep up with her is worth it, sort of. Since I've been raptly observing and interacting with our new addition, the wedding planning has sort of fallen by the wayside. This development has my mom in a tizzy. She berates me at every opportunity when we speak on the phone. That is probably the most exhausting part of the process.