I am told that while goerge was visiting Tulsa, people asked her about me. "How's Mary? What's she been up to?" And george's response was basically, "I don't know. I don't think she leaves the house."
Well, that's not quite true. Not quite. I mean, I definitely got out of the house a TON while the parents were here (saw the ocean and the mountains and much in between), but most of the time I'm alone & I don't have a lot of reason to leave. But I do go out! Really! And not just to buy groceries. Lately I have gotten up the nerve to explore the countryside a bit. Oh yes! The other day I took an exit off of the highway that hinted that a lake might be near by. So I drove and drove for about 10 miles and found the lake. Woo! And drove around the hidden neighborhoods near the lake & enjoyed the scenery & took a pamphlet on a house that was for sale. Because my latest interest is real esate. Real estate and becoming a kick-ass cook. Can you say "nesting"? Yes, I think I'm nesting. That's probably why I spend so much time at home. Some sort of nesting urge is kicking in. Next thing you know I'll be begging to have a baby or some other four-limbed creature.
Tim does not necessarily help, justsozyaknow. After a long day of programming happy shiny games, he doesn't really want to go out. He wants to eat some tasty food, watch a bit of poker, & play with his Legos. So don't just blame me, people! I'm living with an enabler!
But I'm determined to fix this. I even checked out some books at the library to help me. There's a book about taking walks & short drives around the Triangle area. And I got another book called "The North Carolina One-Day Trip Book"
and also "North Carolina Weekends". So whether we've got one hour to spare or 48, we've got some inspiration. Also, I'm going to an event on Tuesday sponsored by a local theater troupe. And next weekend I'm going to the Rock & Shop Market. So ya see? I'm not a pathetic lump of lonely flesh! Honest!
There are days, though, when it's hard to walk out that door. Today, for instance, we have plans to go out. But I must admit that I feel torn. The World Cup Finals are today. Italy vs France. Should be an exciting game. In this house, we're supporting France for political reasons (Only England gets to pick on France, you bastards!). But I'm afraid that we've jinxed our previous favorites simply by watching their matches (I still cannot discuss what happened in England's final game. Like Beckham, it makes me feel misty). So I think we'll walk away from the TV just to ensure France's win. Will it work? Probably not. But we must try. At least we'll get some fresh air in the bargain.
2 comments:
sheesh, they knew that you'd seen megan and your parents, because she was talking about that part. i didn't mean you were "trapped in the closet" or anything. (see there, don't you love the r. kelly reference? tee hee!) i just meant that you were taking it easy. ack, i'm a shitty friend! arrrggh.
okay there peeps, let me confirm that mary does indeed leave the house occasionally. she just doesn't have the same assortment of suckage and freakies to complain about that i do... yet. but she does get out!
sorry about that world cup thing. you just can't win for losing, can you? zhen's 'hood should be all atwitter, though. just think about those canadians partying.
Aw baby, you knowz that I knowz that you wuz just kiddin'. Mad luv for you, babes. (((((Huggles))))
I can't belive that Italy won. And only in the damn penalty kicks, too. Ugh. It's all Tim's fault, you know. While we were in the mall, he noticed a television that was showing the match & caught the scores. *At* *the* *time*, France was winning. But that did not last.
Grrrr.
In other news, Juan Pablo Montoya announced that he's leaving F1 for friggin' NASCAR. I wish I were kidding. Sigh.
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