I don't hold you down,
Maybe that's why you're around.
But if I'm the one you love,
Think about me...
Wow, it really feels like fall is decending upon us lately. Get it? Fall? Descen- oh, never mind. Anyway, the mornings and nights have been considerably cooler over the past two weeks or so...
Last Wednesday was my birthday, the 34th I've had if you don't count the day I was born. 'Tis just a number to me; I still have people assume I'm in my mid-20s, and aside from the occasional knee problem (which started when I was in my mid-20s), I don't feel physically so radically different than I did when I was 18. I don't even look too very different. Thank you to everyone who remembered and got me a card, tangible or virtual.
Gina, the center of my universe, made a chicken parmigiana dinner Wednesday night, and an apple pie (with apples she and Hannah picked in Vermont) for dessert. Yummm... We'd originally been considering going out, and maybe trying one of the many local restaurants we keep discussing but never dining at, but the personal touch was sweet, and there will be other opportunities to hit up our local eateries.
I received a number of gifts from my sweetness, all of them cool and appreciated, but the best one was the smallest: a silver Celtic knot ring. I'd hinted a few times over the last six months or so that it would be nice to get some jewelry from her, something I could wear and display as a symbol of Gina's love for me. I wasn't pushy about it, though (I hope), and I didn't specify a style or design, or even a metal, so it was really a nice surprise to get this ring, which is small and simple yet very cool to me. I started wearing it immediately, and I've put away the two rings I had been wearing up 'til then, including the silver chain ring. There's a significance to that.
Gina, Hannah, and I were supposed to be taken out for dinner by my sister, Grace, and her husband, John, Friday night; the three of us were also going to go visit my parents for dinner today, something we haven't done together in several months. Unfortunately, Gina had a minor car accident Wednesday (yes, on my birthday...); while the car looks fine except for a scrape on the rear bumper, she noticed the next day that there seems to be a problem with the exhaust system. That, coupled with the fact that Hannah was up throwing up all night Thursday with what turned out to be a stomach virus, has kinda put the kibosh on our plans. I'm still seeing my parents today, but I'm going alone.
I've had to accept the fact that, since this relationship with Gina began, my plans are not as fixed in stone as I'm used to. In fact, they're quite mutable. We've had to cancel or postpone several get-togethers with my friends or family, and our own dinner plans together have often changed dramatically. On the plus side, there have been times when we weren't expecting to spend time together and ended up being able to do so. The German in me is not amused... Heh-heh. But I realize that Gina has many plans and commitments and isn't as free as I am. Hannah, almost three years old, is susceptible to the maladies of childhood, and I understand that mother is reluctant to leave sick baby alone. Gina herself tends to feel under the weather fairly frequently; I buy her a box of Cold-Eeze every now and then, but my various attempts to impart my super-immune system to her have been in vain so far.
It's been a change for me, adjusting to the idea that just because I make plans today for two weeks from now doesn't necessarily mean that those plans will come to fruition. There have been occasions when I just haven't been able to see her, no matter how much I wanted to. Sometimes it's a little frustrating, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. I love her that much. Of course, I think my friends and family might get a little frustrated, too, but all I can do is ask them to be understanding as well. We will see you eventually. :)
I'll know for sure tomorrow, but it looks like I'm not going to Arizona this month after all. Not enough people have signed up for the NDCLytec classes I was going to attend, and they're most likely going to cancel them. D'oh. I was looking forward to the trip... Maybe I'll plan a long weekend before winter sets in and visit Boston or somewhere else. I've got a little bit of a travel itch.
OK, time to pack it up and head out for the trip to my parents' place. Hope
everyone has a nice October...
- A (firstname.lastname@example.org)