So my Ex is finally starting to talk seriously with me about ‘marriage’. We’ve started looking at rings; I’ve met the parents, we’ve discussed what each of us is looking for in a relationship, really the only thing left is for them to ‘pop-the-question.’

I don’t want to ‘jinx’ the deal but when I squint my eyes just right and look into the next couple of days, I can just barely see the faint outline of my Ex down on one knee.

I’m ready to say ‘Yes!’

It is time for the blood drive at my office again. Call me crazy, but I love blood drives. I always have. It’s such a simple yet profound way of giving. I’ve always found it to be so amazing that we can literally share our essence with another. I mean in this one simple act you can truly save lives with just a few minutes your time. How powerful!

Yeah. Blood drives always make me really happy/excited.
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In other news, I had a wonderful weekend. The cold and rain really made it perfect for snuggling down, watching movies, reading and just relaxing. I love listening to the rain fall, feeling the cool crisp air on my skin, and resting in that soft grey-blue light that filters down through the clouds. It was really lovely.

AHHH! I finally got some sleep. I went to bed at 7pm last night and with a brief intermission around midnight I was able to get 8 hours of sleep. Excellent!

With this good sleep came the requisite dreams. So I dreamt I was at my mother’s house (yes Squeek, for your information it was in the basement) and I found an opera, with accompanying cartoon storyboards, based on the movie Star Wars, that I had written when I was eight years old.

Now I can’t read, play or sing music worth a darn and I can’t draw to save my life…but I think it was pretty good.

I laughed, I cried, … it was better than Cats

Andrew Lloyd Webber, watch o……oh never mind! LOL

Ok. So it is one thing to not sleep much. That I CAN handle.
It is quite another to NOT SLEEP AT ALL. That is just TOO much.

And I can’t quite put my finger on the cause. It is probably a multitude of things. But I can tell you one thing for sure, I’m putting out the firm order to my body right now, and I WILL be getting some rest tonight.

I am officially in ‘hell-week’ at work. My client is very high profile within my organization and we have project critical deadlines to meet by Friday (some week-end work may also be required).

Right now it is a good thing I don’t sleep much.

Ok, so when I said I had a date this week-end, what I meant to say was, “On my date I had a week-end.” Over the course of about 50 hours, my date included, but was not limited to all of the following activities:

Dinner (twice, 3 times including St. Pat’s)
Movie(s)
Dog time (lots of it)
Morning walks in search of Coffee
Lingering brunch with friends
Electronics shopping
Tons o’ music (Gotta love the Ipod!)
Apartment chill-time (Naps for some)
Hiking in Cedar Hill State Park
Stupendous Women’s Chorus concert (Blyss was the BOMB!)
Late night dancing at S4
Breakfast
Dog park excursion
Great St. Pat’s Party at ’rangutan’s
Last minute foster dog pick-up

If you are paying attention, then one of the things glaringly missing from this list is sleep. Oh well. (By my count, from 5:30 Friday morning till 6:30 Monday morning I managed to capture 10 hours of Zzzz’s.)

Hey, a person has to have priorities right.

p.s.
When you are picking dandelions, making wishes and blowing seeds with your 3 ½ year old niece, and she looks at you and says, “Know what I wished for? To be near you all the time,” your heart will melt and you will feel yourself blowing gently on that breeze as it carries the seed away, bringing it to fall lovingly into that one Universal Heart.

Hmmm… WHAT DID I do this weekend?

Well, I went on a date with glitterbug.

Yeah, that kinda sums it up. Seems like there’s a lot more to it. But that’s the short version, and the short version is about all I have the energy for right now.

Sparkler and I did a little shopping over the weekend. We hit one of the more ritzy malls in Dallas. Now, sometimes when the Spark and I get together we forget that we are not psychically linked and just sharing snide comments with one another mind-to-mind. It doesn’t’ occur to us (or more likely we just don’t care) that others can easily hear our running (amok) commentary. So we were in one of the fitting rooms trying on articles of clothing, as well as some non-human tested, insane pieces of cloth, and running our mouths as we are wont to do. Suddenly a loud voice from a neighboring fitting room piped up and said, “ You two should have your own show. You are hysterical.” It was a rude awakening to our easily over-heard reality and we just looked at one another, laughed, and continued as we had begun.

Later, as we sat down for a fine repast, we reflected and began to create said show. Sparkler had all the details laid out. We would have a cable access show called Give Us Stuff where viewers would send us stuff (that we would keep…Brilliant) and we would just ‘go off on it’ for 30 minutes or so. Of course, our Production Assistant would sort the mail and select from the best entries so we would not see the item before the show aired and at the beginning of the show, she (probably Saltina) would deliver the item to our set (which would obviously be quite plush and would include fine delicacies for us to munch on…of course).

In addition to discussing our show we also opened the floor for our regular faire of inappropriate topics. It did not go unnoticed that our waiter miraculously appeared every time one of us was saying something really tasteless. “At least her faulty colon provided humor for us,” “So I’ve repositioned my monitor so I can see the maximum number of pee-ers,” “ Porn, Porn, Porn, Porn,” and I’m sure there were many others but I can’t remember them. (Because we have the tendency to say soooo many improper things.) At one point I spoke of my breasts falling out and the waiter turned his head and literally gawked at us with incredulity which almost caused the Spark to drown in her own glass of water.

Thank Gawd Dallas is the restaurant capital of America, because we are quickly eliminating the number of places where we can return.

So my current major project is called TRS and I keep laughing to myself about how closely its name resembles the infamous TPS reports from the movie Office Space. I mean really, it’s only a small leg that separates the two. I was laughing about this with one of my colleagues when she said, “You wanna hear something even funnier?”

Apparently the desk that I currently sit at was once occupied by the actress who played Peggy, Lumbergh’s Secretary, in that very movie. She is the one who comes into the cube in the beginning of the movie, when the three main characters are discussing going out to Chotchkie’s for coffee, and she strolls up and says, “Uh oh. Sounds like somebody’s got a case of the Mondays.”

So any guess what my new catch phrase at work is?!? I love it.

I TOTALLY want to hang out with these girls.