Friday, June 25, 2010

still sad

about the previous blog post. Although, my sad is rapidly sliding towards indignation.

i head to Anchorage in a week for the long weekend--which, to be painfully honest, is not a moment too soon. i have taken to having hysterical emotional breakdowns for no reason and calling to tell poor fiancee that i have sock fuzz between my toes. Clearly, relationships are work and between me and the bar he's getting one hell of a work out. it's been no piece of cake for him either and he's developed a compulsive need to go to Fred Meyer every day....seriously EVERY DAY usually for a singular thing.

We finally had some warm weather and i, who really ought to have known better, got lulled into a false sense of warmth because of the two days over 70. This morning the lightly misting rain put a major damper on my spirits...buzz kill. The sun has now proceeded to go back to its hiding place. I'm hoping that Anchorage will yet again trump Seattle in the warmth and sunnyness department as we hike around and explore the hippy dippy Girdwood Forest Fair near Alyeska. Actually, i'm totally dreading the Fair because of all the arts and crafts. What i mean is that i have an enormous weak spot for ceramics. i want a whole house with only ceramic plates and cups and dishes and stuff...not unlike the Ravines family. Apparently, this Fair is a great site for such finds and i am going to have to make sure not to carry the credit cards or much cash.

In other news, my marauding around bookstores lead me to a great find: The Power of One by Bryce Courtenay. I remember watching this movie at boarding school when i was younger, but so rarely do books do justice to the movie. So, i picked up the book to refresh my memory and am having a really hard time putting it down. It is incredibly heart wrenching and well written.

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