a better-than-average day
it was so hard to wake up this morning. i'm starting to wonder if my body's defense mechanism against morning sadness is to let me sleep longer, until it's so late that when i do wake up i have to jump up and go right away, so there's no time to lay in bed missing johannes.
this morning i had set the alarm for 10:30 but actually woke up at noon. i jumped up and got myself together pronto for us to go meet greg and dyan at west end tavern in lakewood for brunch to celebrate greg's 49th birthday. we actually got there at 12:33; i was pretty proud, under the circumstances.
g&d brought their friend tom, whom we hadn't met before; he turned out to be the older, single version of us. he was about two rows in front of us last night at the red/ethel concert last night, and he actually saw "melinda and melinda"at the cedar lee friday night (which we had planned to do, and invited g&d to do with us, but greg was sick, and then we fought, so we didn't make it). as we were getting ready to go, something came up about the grog shop, and i told justin he should tell tom about the futureheads show, and it turns out tom also got his ticket yesterday. too funny, really. dyan likes to think of herself as having a diverse group of friends and was kind of disappointed that we and tom had so much in common, but she was glad we hit it off.
we did make it to see "melinda and melinda" today - a better movie than most recent woody allen offerings, although i would have liked to see the comedic half of the story better developed. between brunch and the movie, we stopped for chai and espresso at the university circle arabica (actually, it may be the only arabica left in the area, other than the ones inside metro hospital). we talked about johannes, and especially about the happy parts. there were no what-ifs, just the remembrance of the joy he brought us. strange as it seems, even though we knew he was dead, his delivery was an amazing and wonderful thing for us. when he came out, what i felt overwhelmingly was peace. that makes no sense to me, but it's absolutely true. to see him at last, and hold him against me, and touch him was so incredibly precious to me. god, i never knew i could feel so freaking maternal. who knew.
tonight we made nachos and finally opened the unibroue "quelque chose" that justin bought back in bellingham for our anniversary but i hadn't been up to drinking until now; it's a wild cherry beer with lots of cloves and it goes especially well with oatmeal cookies. we're listening to bloc party as loud as we think we can without getting a visit from the police, and it's a pretty good place to be.
this morning i had set the alarm for 10:30 but actually woke up at noon. i jumped up and got myself together pronto for us to go meet greg and dyan at west end tavern in lakewood for brunch to celebrate greg's 49th birthday. we actually got there at 12:33; i was pretty proud, under the circumstances.
g&d brought their friend tom, whom we hadn't met before; he turned out to be the older, single version of us. he was about two rows in front of us last night at the red/ethel concert last night, and he actually saw "melinda and melinda"at the cedar lee friday night (which we had planned to do, and invited g&d to do with us, but greg was sick, and then we fought, so we didn't make it). as we were getting ready to go, something came up about the grog shop, and i told justin he should tell tom about the futureheads show, and it turns out tom also got his ticket yesterday. too funny, really. dyan likes to think of herself as having a diverse group of friends and was kind of disappointed that we and tom had so much in common, but she was glad we hit it off.
we did make it to see "melinda and melinda" today - a better movie than most recent woody allen offerings, although i would have liked to see the comedic half of the story better developed. between brunch and the movie, we stopped for chai and espresso at the university circle arabica (actually, it may be the only arabica left in the area, other than the ones inside metro hospital). we talked about johannes, and especially about the happy parts. there were no what-ifs, just the remembrance of the joy he brought us. strange as it seems, even though we knew he was dead, his delivery was an amazing and wonderful thing for us. when he came out, what i felt overwhelmingly was peace. that makes no sense to me, but it's absolutely true. to see him at last, and hold him against me, and touch him was so incredibly precious to me. god, i never knew i could feel so freaking maternal. who knew.
tonight we made nachos and finally opened the unibroue "quelque chose" that justin bought back in bellingham for our anniversary but i hadn't been up to drinking until now; it's a wild cherry beer with lots of cloves and it goes especially well with oatmeal cookies. we're listening to bloc party as loud as we think we can without getting a visit from the police, and it's a pretty good place to be.
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