Before I left for the weekend, I wrote an entry about my fears. People commented to it. And now, it has randomly disappeared. This, I do not understand. :-/
Anyway, my weekend. It was mostly good, with some extremely dark streaks.
First, by the time I got to my parents' house, my brakes were making a horrible grinding sound. Luckily the people at Midas in Lewiston are far more reliable than those in Brookline, and they fixed it for me (no charge). But, of course, this meant that I had to rearrange my schedule, bum rides off of my parents, and hang out in my dad's shoe store for a couple hours after my oral surgeon appointment.
The appointment with the oral surgeon was actually not bad at all. Everyone was really really nice. And I'm not as scared as I was. The place that Angie went to get her wisdom teeth out was much more scary. The most negative aspect of my upcoming wisdom teeth appointment is the fact that I scheduled it the Friday before the DNC (Democratic National Convention, in Boston), and I am somehow going to have to figure out how to get in and out of Boston (first to get back to the city after the surgery, and then to get back to Maine for my follow-up). [for those of you not living in Boston, this means that all major roads through the city will be shut down, traffic will be impossible, and most intelligent people are planning on evacuating] I would love to just not bother and: go home, get the suckers out, and stay in Maine until my follow-up appointment. But.... missing a week of work would most likely accomplish two extremely inconveniant things: 1) Losing a week of pay and 2) Complete chaos in the office (seeing as how my boss is completely unorganized and flaky). But then, who knows how soon I'll even want to go back to Boston? :-/
Angie and I missed the Moxie Day parade, mainly because I insisted on being a cranky child for most of the weekend.
And then yesterday, I found myself crying hysterically, ranting and otherwise freaking out for several hours on our drive back to Boston.
other than those few blemishes, the weekend really was good.
Angie loved camp, and the lake. We went canoing (sp?), which is not my favorite activity, but Angie loved it. We also swam a lot. It was my first time swimming with a lover and it was so nice to have someone to cling to (clinging to my parents when I was little doesn't count, nor does Adrianna holding onto me and pretending I'm a horse). I also hadn't been swimming at all in a long time, so the lake water felt quite nice.
Yesterday I ate lobster *drool* and since then I haven't been able to get it out of my mind. I want more. *drool* wow, it was so good.
Caroline, my brother's newest baby, is absolutely perfect. She is one of the most beautiful babies I have ever seen. And it was excellent to hold her as much as I did. :-) I was never around when Rosalie was a baby, and J & S were much too protective of Adrianna to let me hold her much. Now is the time when being an aunt becomes fun. I played with Adri in the water, and I read to Rosie. aaah :-)
Today I stayed home from work sick. I'm starting to feel better now, but ugh.... my head has hurt all day, and I feel completely uncomfortable in my own skin. I slept until 1:30. And now I'm enjoying the internet, and the kitties. *sigh* Life is pretty good.
To be continued...