Resurgance

This week has seen a resurgence in The Argentinian and my social lives. We've been going out more frequently than we usually do. Last Friday night we went out just the two of us to get some drinks and a movie. It was nice to just be alone with each other, cause it seemed like we hadn't gone on an actual date, just us, for quite a while. We saw Transformers, which was exactly how I thought it would be. Nothing fantastic, but entertaining enough. We had actually planned to see No Reservations, but it was sold out by the time we were purchasing our tickets. So our options were limited.

Saturday…well, Saturday was so uneventful I can't even think of a single thing we did. Sunday was his company picnic, so we went to a park and did that whole thing for a couple of hours. We had every intention of going to look at this one place for a possible wedding location, but after going home to take just a short nap like we had planned…well…it never happened. A "short nap" turned into an afternoon of lounging around the house and watching DVDs.

On Monday we went to meet up with one of his friends at the AC Lounge, and brought along one of our roommates too. I can't remember the last time we've gone out to a bar during the week. It's been that long. It was fun to go to the AC Lounge again. We hadn't gone there in forever. Side note: right outside is where we actually had "the talk" and became official. So we met up with this guy he knew who is also from Argentina, hence why I thought maybe the roommate might want to come along, just in case some Spanish conversations broke out, and I had no clue what was going on.

Tonight we're going to be meeting up with my cousin that lives up in Orange County. I haven't seen him in a few months, and The Argentinian has never met him. He has the cutest little boy. So I'm glad to get to see him and his family too, as well as introduce them to each other.

Viva Las Vegas!

So The Argentinian and I are going to Vegas this weekend. It's his first time, so that should be exciting. We're on a bit of a budget, so we aren't staying right on The Strip, but it looks like it's a super nice hotel that we're staying at. I only wish we could have gotten one of the rooms that has a jacuzzi in it. Not that expensive overall, but since we're only going for one night, no point in wasting a ton of money when we're trying to save up money to help pay for the wedding and stuff like that (i.e. moving around the end of the year, needing new furniture, ect). But, I'm still super excited for the weekend. We (all my girl friends) didn't make it on our annual Vegas trip this year, so it'll be nice to still get to go. I'm a little bummed that I am unable to find the stack of cards I have for getting into clubs free…hopefully I'll be able to find them in the next few days. But I'm not holding my breath. We're going to be meeting up with his mom there. Well, her and her friend. I've not taken a trip to Vegas where parents are involved since I was really young. So I'm not too sure what type of activities we'll partake in.

Meeting the In-Laws

So I met The Argentinian’s mom. The future Mother-In-Law. She’s super nice, and easy going, and easy to get along with. The Argentinian told me that she really likes me, and all of that good stuff, so that’s a relief. I mean, I don’t think a guy’s parent’s have ever hated me or anything, but since we’re getting married, I don’t particularly want her to dislike me. We had dinner a couple times last week, and then this coming week, after she gets back into town, she’ll be staying at the house with us. So, that should be nice. Then, on the 18th, she’s heading back to Argentina. I’m glad that I got a chance to meet at least her before we get married. That would’ve been a little awkward, getting married and never meeting your husband’s family.

Location Hunting

This weekend I went to look at some churches for the wedding. I narrowed it down to two which the Argentinian and I will go back and look at. There is one that I love the outside a lot more (for pictures, ect.). It has beatiful landscaping, a fountain, and just really pretty. The other I love the inside. It has a huge (I think 75 feet tall) window looking out at a garden or something. So we'll see which one we end up picking. Who knows, we might find a completely different one we love.

Sick

For the last few days I've been feeling fairly sick. It started on Saturday night after The Argentinian and I went out for dinner. I was feeling a little achey. Soon enough it was 4 am, and I was in the bathroom throwing up. Several times throughout yesterday. I'm still having to deal with a bit of a fever today, but at least I'm not throwing up anymore. But I hate using up two sick days. At least I can relax.

Inevitable

Well, it had to happen some time. We had our first real fight since getting engaged. I think the air is pretty much cleared by now, but I'm sorry to say I'm still a little upset. It's just exhausting having a fight sometimes.

What's A Girl To Do

So I've just recently begun to dig into this whole wedding planning process. I must admit, I thought it wouldn't be that difficult, but it seems a lot more confusing than I thought it would be. There's so many options. And then you have to take into account that the groom has his opinions on what he would like. Which does not always coincide with what you want. I'm telling you people, it's no walk in the park.

So far the one thing that I planned to have done, and gave a deadline to my parents and the Argentinian, has not been followed. I wanted to try and get the guest list out of the way. Easy enough, one might think. But not when your fiance doesn't seem to have much interest in sitting and doing it, and your parents say they are busy, but will try and get it done. So the only one who finished is me. That's kind of lame. I even sent a little reminder out to the three of them yesterday. Guess it didn't do much good.

We were actually supposed to set the date by this weekend. Though I think we are pretty close to doing that. And I think we'll be able to manage that one. I hope.

The Thing About Engagement Rings

So we've been engaged for about a week and a half now. And, sadly, already my engagement ring is showing some wear and tear on the band. I knew it would probably get a little scratched over time, but that was quick. I guess that's the thing about wearing the same piece of jewelry, which has quite the shine to it, 24/7. That, and of course the fact that I was desp desparate to keep it looking perfect, so of course it did not stay in that condition.

best. day. ever.

On our one year anniversary the Argentinian had a whole day planned for us. We had a lovely breakfast at Cody's in La Jolla before heading down to La Jolla cove to look in the tide pools, as well as lay out on the beach. We layed out for a couple hours before heading up to the Cabrillo National Monument to exchange our gifts. The Argentinian gave me a bottle of perfume (which smells lovely), and I gave him a photo album I had made of our first year together (using iPhoto. totally cool and recommended). After a short trip home to get cleaned up and dressed, we headed back out to La Jolla for dinner at Sante's, a great Italian restaurant. After sharing a delicious dinner together we drove up to Mount Soledad to watch the sunset. Shortly after arriving, as the sun began to go down, he got down on his knee and proposed. I of course said "Yes!"

After that, I had to track my mom down at work to tell her the big news. I didn't exactly know which hospital she works at, so on my third try, I finally got ahold of her. After trying to call my dad (and ending up having to wait to talk to him the next day), I called a few friends, and sent out a mass text message.

All in all, it was really the best, most perfect day. He put so much love, thought, and effort into planning it that really made it a memorable day. It's one I'll never forget my whole life.

watch where you're going, asshole!

i was on my way back to work from the rite aid on the corner when it happened. i was walking along, happily talking on my cell with the argentinian, when an old man was in front of me.

"watch where you're going!" he shouts RIGHT IN MY FACE and keeps walking.

i turn around to look at him, and he then adds "asshole!" that's right, i got berated by an old man. and i was watching where i was going. just cause he's old, i have to change my path? i wanted to swing my bag of crackers and chocolates at him (i'm a healthy snacker, huh?). if i hadn't been on the phone, i'm sure i would've actually gotten into a fight with a old man, each exchanging insults to each other or something.

upon arriving back at my desk i shared my experience with the coworkers. everyone around cracked up at the old senile man. this is one of the reasons i just don't really care for old people. at least the mean kind.

it's times like this, and that other time that i think it's good that i am able to control my anger. cause my first reaction was to put my boyfriend on hold, and be like "WTF?" to this old man. i don't like taking shit from people.

what happens in vegas...

my boyfriend recently bought me a book. this surprised me for two reasons: he's never bought me a book before, and the subject matter of the book. now, as i said earlier we've been talking a lot more about getting married. so the fact that he bought me a book about weddings was not over the top crazy, but still kind of surprising. it made me feel happy. but, the real thing that surprised me was exactly what book it was.



imagine my surprise. particularly cause the argentinian has never been to vegas, though he does know my love for the city (as long as it is in digestable doses). i unfortunately had to veto the idea of eloping in vegas because my mother would absolutely kill me. and she would be very, very sad. plus i kind of want the whole regular wedding the more i think about it. i want everyone that i care about to be around. i mean, i've never been the girl that has her whole wedding planned out since i was 10. i never saw the point in planning something that seemed so far off. but with the purchase of this book, which i'm still reading cause it has some pretty interesting stuff in there, i realized that i do want the whole wedding thing with all the friends and family, in a church or some equally beautiful place. but i'm still going to hold off on buying wedding planning books, at least until i'm actually engaged.

assault

so i went over to the other side of my office earlier this morning. i had gone through the elevator lobby instead of walking all the way around (ok, it's not all that far, but i was feeling a little lazy). and as soon as i open the second set of doors to enter the west side of the office i was overwhelmed by someone's cologne/perfume. how can someone put on so much perfume that it stinks up a whole side of an office? just a gentle reminder to myself to always do just the one spray of perfume. cause even if i don't smell it, others will. no need to make everyone sick with the smell of my fragrance.

wait...so things are pretty serious?

ever since i've started telling people about my impending trip to argentina with the argentinian i've gotten the same reaction from almost everyone. "wow. things must be pretty serious then, huh?" or "are you guys going to get married?" or something along those lines. well, yes, things are serious. and yes, we do plan to eventually marry. we've been together for almost a year. is it that surprising?

but i really don't get why me going to meet his family always gets this reaction. i mean, it wasn't that big of a deal when he came up to meet my family. i guess the distance is something. i guess it just surprises me that practically everyone comes to that conclusion. not that i care or anything. it's just kind of odd/funny.

it's not vicoden but...

i went to see my uncle yesterday for a mysterious medical problem. well, it's more mysterious now than before i went in since he thinks it's a muscle thing why i have pain in my lower back, yet i have not done anything which could cause muscle pain. anyways, i digress. while there i broached the topic of snagging a few xanax for the trip down to south america. which, without any real hesitation, he happily obliged. though he made it clear he was only giving me enough for the trip down and back. man, if you can't score free drug prescriptions off your doctor relatives, then what good are they. i'm kidding! i'm just glad i have something. so for now, the prescription is just sitting in my bag, waiting to be filled. a friend who is flying to costa rica tried to score a few off me, which i was like no way. i'm guarding these babies with my life. there's no way i'll survive the flights there and back without them.

here's to hoping for a vicodin prescription

well, the ticket has been purchased. for better or worse, i'm flying alone down to argentina. where's the phone number for my local pharmacist?

flying the "friendly" skies

so the argentinian and i are making plans to fly down and see his family. an important part in our relationship if we are ever going to take the "next step" so to speak. originally we were flying down together on one date. then now, it turns out we will be flying separately on the way down, with him leaving earlier, and then together on the way back up (hopefully). the more i think about this, the more it terrifies me. most people may not know this, but i have a bit of a fear of flying, which sadly gets worse over time instead of better. "how bad could it really be?" you may be asking yourself. well, i've started to get that nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach just thinking about the long flight. i get nervous enough on the 1.5 hour flight going back to visit my hometown. this is like a 10+ or more hour flight. most likely over water (the worst kind of flight, cause if the crash doesn't kill me, i'll certainly be eaten by sharks). i was considering an american airlines flight, but after reading this i'm not so sure. that's an awful lot of suspected terrorist acts on those flights near the end. even if no one else died, i think the trauma of that would possibly the final straw in my already waning courage to fly. a connecting flight i would take in argentina has only had two deaths. one is from food poisoning, so i obviously won't eat any in flight food (can you imagine dying just from some stale food? it had to have something pretty bad wrong with it to kill someone). and another is from severe thunderstorms in the area, and the plane crashed shortly after take off. as it is during winter down there when we would be going, that is not the most comforting, but i'm sure i'd just wait for the weather to clear if i was too scared. i think if i end up having to fly alone i'm going to need a benzodiazepines or something to tranquilize me. i don't want to turn into one of those crazies they have to restrain on the flight. ok, i probably wouldn't go all batshit crazy or anything, but i don't think i'd be much fun to sit next to for 10+ hours unmedicated. and those little weak alcohol drinks planes serve are expensive.

high horse

just cause you do brain research doesn't make me incompetent. i'm sorry if you don't understand what "you will need to sign a copyright agreement" means. that it does, in fact, mean you can not publish that article anywhere else. i will give you that i did not know the starting date of the publication. but don't make it seem like i am incompetent or say rude things like, "well, if you don't know let me talk to someone who does". besides, i offered to transfer you right from the start.

dropping like flies

so my company is "reorganizing", ie some people will be losing their jobs. and by "some people" i mean people who have the job title that i have. lately quite a few people have "left" the company. the latest was today. she was nice too, i liked her. my boss told me not to worry, it has nothing to do with the "reorganization" that she "left". we'll see...

spring cleaning

i need to start cleaning things out. as much as it pains me to say it, i think i may have too many clothes. at least for the current amount of space i have i have too many clothes. amd i guess i don't wear all of it. i could afford to get rid of some of it. it's just so hard, cause there's been so many times where i haven't worn something in a while, and then i end up wearing it again. or there's stuff i have that has some sentimental value. though i guess that stuff could at least be packed up. either way, i think i'm giong to start the daunting task of going through my clothes. and then, maybe i'll even move on to the rest of my room...

Update

so far i have managed to not buy any new clothes. i did go shopping when my mom was here, and i bought a pair of shoes at nordstroms and some clothes at buffalo exchange, but i don't think that counts. cause when your mom wants to go shopping with you, you go shopping with her. other than that, i've been really good about not shopping. even though i did feel like going shopping this weekend. i didn't. good thing i fell asleep so i couldn't go out.