This Friday, which should have been a day off, was a day spent covering for my boss. Her mom is in the hospital because she needs to have both of her feet amputated. Diabetes sucks ass. I felt like an ass, what with my griping abotu coming in to work on my day off. My mom is alive and has feet, after all. I should be happy with that and shut the hell up. I guess my only true and valid complaint is that there are only two of us to cover this store. At all times one of us must be here. This makes life challenging from time to time. This past week was one of those times. She had been out most of the week as is, so the extra day nearly killed me, or at the very least helped along another anxiety attack. Those aren’t fun, by the way.
Her mom’s blood wasn’t thick enough to do the procedure Friday, so it was postponed to today. This being the case, my boss came in Saturday. This rainy day was spent inside playing video games and doing laundry. I almost have all of the stages unlocked in Super Smash Bros. Melee. It’s mighty frustrating getting some of the last ones unlocked. It will all be made worth while in the end, I suppose.
Yesterday I went and had my last fitting for my suit. It is looking totally awesome. I have never had anything custom tailored for me, so this whole experience has been really cool. The suit itself is totally awesome. It’s loosely based on a picture of a southern gentleman from the mid 1800’s, but isn’t too gawdy or costume-like. I’d go into more detail, but there’s an off chance that Milca may read this, and we’re keeping everything secret concerning our outfits.
After the fitting Milca, her mom, and I went to Chinatown to get some decorations for the wedding, Milca got her shoes for the wedding, and we went and had some Dim-Sum at CBS Seafood. I had never had Dim-Sum, and now I’m totally sold on it. This place is just up the street on the same block as Philippe’s sandwich place in downtown. I stuffed myself silly, and it was hella cheap. There needs to be a field trip soon.
When we got home Milca and I started a puzzle that will be the end of us. It’s a picture of a baby dressed up as a bee, lying down on a flower in fron of a yellow background. We finished the baby and the flower, but have yet to finish the all yellow background. There’s still roughly 150 pieces left, all of them solid yellow. I’m just about ready to kill someone.
Max, Phil and I went to the Ice House last night, and had a good old time. Several folks that were supposed to come along (Milca included) couldn’t make it, or opted out because of the weather (or the season premiere of 24). Their loss, as the show was really funny. The first guy was really good, even if his set was half as long as the 2nd guy or the closing woman. The 2nd guy was pretty funny, but lagged here and there. Both of these guys were gay, so there was a lot of homo-humor, which kinda got stale after the first hour or so.
The only thing I can see that is even remotely positive from all this rain is the fact that all this rain means it’s liess likely to rain on my wedding. As selfish as that may be, it’s the silver lining that I am choosing to look at, and it happens to be a particular shiny silver lining.
The wedding is getting closer and closer, and it’s kinda making me edgy. We are meeting with the woman who we have slated to marry us. She has been hella sick of late, so she may not be able to do it after all. We’re not sure whether she’ll be healthy on the day of, but we do have some alternate plans. One is a Buddhist priest that she recommended to us. Apparently he is a Kennedy(yes, one of those Kennedys), which would be totally appropriate. We are also considering one of our friends who has gone through the painstaking and time consuming process of becoming an ordained minister by the Universal Life Church. We are not sure who we are going to ask, but that’s an option that we are willing to consider.
So passes another weekend. Play nice.