Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Ernest Money

The offer is in for my first home. Again with the gagcoughvomit. The seller is to accept or counter by 10pm.



I'm a bad blog mommy. I've neglected this little nugget of loin fruit, and now I must make amends. Of course, I have good reasons (excuses) - a "vacation" I needed a vacation to recover from, that whole work thing, being in lurve with the fabulous S, and facing temporarily moving in with my parents (gagcoughvomit).

The Vacation
I journeyed through a fog of kamikaze bugs back to the homeland. Springfield, Missouri - third largest city in the state, mainstay of tornado alley, and buckle of the Bible belt. I saw friends, laughed a lot, and cried as I watched a friend graduate from college after a ten-year battle with higher education. I mourned the changes in the town of my youth, and reflected on the changes that have taken place in me since I left the town almost four years ago. I've grown up, moved on, and started to carve out my place in the world, but my roots are still buried deep in the Kickapoo Prairie.

Oh, lordy, do I work. Not right now, of course, as I am celebrating the fact that I haven't been here since Friday by writing this post, but in general, I work hard. I have a part-time assistant now because I'm the proud owner of a PUMA. Ask me what that means sometime when I'm not on my work computer. I've learned a lot from the great and powerful Dooce.

I Heart S
I have a boyfriend. Na-na-na-na-na. He really impressed my momma (a cobra for all intents and purposes). Mom denies that she told my brother S is very nice and extremely attentive towards me, but she also maintains her "allergies" are what caused her to tear up at my college graduation, so I don't believe her for a minute. S is meeting the brother this weekend, and I can't wait.

Moving in with the 'rents
I have a good reason, I swear! No! This isn't like neglecting the blog, I promise. This is the best and possibly one of the ONLY good reasons for a 29 year old to move back home. I'm buying a house! The lease is up on my apartment the end of May, and I can't close on a house until at least mid-June, so I'm going to crash at mom and dad's in the interim. I hope to put an offer in on the house today, so more info on that to come.

I'll be back soon, but in the meantime, check out S's blog at blog.misterwiseguy.com. You'll be glad you did!

Monday, May 11, 2009


He liked them.

They liked him.

The dog behaved.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Him + Me = We

According to an online dream dictionary, to see a hotel in your dream signifies a new state of mind or a shift in personal identity. That's an apt description for where I find myself these days. S and I have made the shift to coupledom. We are, in fact, we now, and I marvel at what love looks like. We're infatuated with each other, sure, but it's so much more than that. S knows I'm not perfect; I feel no need to hide my imperfections from him. He sees me in the light and loves me as I am. He sees me as my friends do, and I can't wait for their worlds to collide.

He's meeting the parents this weekend. It's a time-honored and much feared tradition. It's a stressful week for my family - I'm looking at houses, my brother won't be here for Mother's Day, and we have a funeral to attend. I'm understandably worried about the meeting. Part of me thinks I should put it off, but another part of me needs to share him with my family. I know he loves me, but I need him to see who I come from. His family isn't like mine - few are, really - and although I may not always see eye-to-eye with my parents, they're always going to be a part of my life. So, as of right now, the meeting is set for Sunday evening. I just hope the dog behaves...