It's been quite a week. As you all know, on Tuesday I celebrated my anniversary with my home group. On Wednesday, the actual day, I went back to the place where I did outpatient and went to the AA meeting there. The meeting chair asked me to come back and speak. Later in the afternoon I went to see Spiderman 3 with B.
On Thursday, after teaching, I went up to see a diabetes specialist at Columbia Presbyterian with my mom. I have a lot to think about in that department, but I don't really want to process all of it here on the blog.
That night, I got my one-year coin at my home-group's meeting. It felt really good. Afterwards, I came back and made shrimp and linguine in white clam sauce (inspired by the many varieties of clam sauce I've had a la NDN) and I dined with Bezoukhoff and StarGazer. It was so much fun. We laughed about some of my "dramatic" writing from earlier years and we all watch a few episodes of Season 1 of Rome. I forgot that there's a naked Mark Antony shower scene. I was happy...
On Friday I met Hammer for some delicious pinkberry and then headed over to therapy. My therapist told me that I should re-read Dostoevsky. I asked him why. He said because I want to "aestheticize my life." I liked the suggestion, whether or not it will prove fruitful. Afterwards I met Hammer at Borders and picked up a copy of The Brothers Karamazov which I have since started to read. I forgot how much I like to read novels.
Afterwards Hammer and I walked back to my place in the disgustingly humid weather. We bumped into PumpedUp on the street.
That night, I met NDN to go to synagogue. We went to a place that neither of us has been before. We sat with a girl who lives on the 10th floor of our building. Afterwards, NDN took me out to dinner at The Palm! We ate lamb chops and ENORMOUS crab legs and creamed spinach and potatoes and had clams casino for an appetizer. We both agreed that we loved the maitre-d' and we were brainstorming ways on how to become friends with him.
After that, we bummed around my apartment for a while, but I was exhausted and needed to get to sleep.
On Saturday I woke up bright and early to head out to Long Island for a "bridal makeup" workshop that my mom signed us up for. It was bizarre on many levels. For one thing, the woman teaching us what colors to use and how to best compliment our skin tone, etc. had the most awful bleached blond white hair on a very orange complexion with darkly lined lips. I didn't have too much confidence in her, but I did learn a few things about how to keep makeup holding up for hours. Given that I'm a makeup artist extraordinaire (at least I like to think so), it's a good thing to know...
After that, BigSis went home, but I went back to my mom's to do LilSis' makeup for her friend's wedding that night. (BigSis' car had been vandalized and she had to pick it up from the shop.) JBC, my mom and I ate eggplant rollatini for lunch. Then my mom drove me back to the train and I happily read Karamozov on my way home.
There's more to say... for example, why I'm annoyed at my sponsor and all about Mother's day, but I have to go. I poured out a bottle of carrot oil into my hair and it's starting to drip down my neck. I have to go jump into the shower before it makes a mess.
Oh-- and in terms of Narc's birthday? I did call and leave a message. But it was a fairly neutral message. Now that's it for me. Now I'm saying goodbye. I'm not going to contact him again... (At least not unless he contacts me first and I don't see that happening any time soon).
I hate transition, but I guess it's just a fact of life, n'est pas?
Love,
H
7 comments:
Carrots have oil?!
It sounds like a pretty good weekend. I've only ever read one Dostoyevski novel, but it was really dark and really powerful.
Technically, it's "Carrot Seed" oil...
Carrots have seeds??!!!
Almost everything that grows has a seed. How else would people plant carrots? Think about it.
Wait, what is the benefit of carrot seed oil in your hair?
I hope that you are having a good week this week, Hyde. Transition is hard...but you can't get to all the great places you are headed without going through transition, right?
Wow! Hammer thought my life was complicated. I have been reading your blogs. I have nothing on you.
Just a toy-- ha ha... maybe hammer likes complicated people.
ndn-- you are very wise.
j-- it's supposed to help split ends and condition the hair. I'm obsessed with getting my hair healthier after years of dying it... Even if it doesn't work, it's kind of fun to think it does.
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