Well! It's been a couple days since I last posted, but let me tell you, they've been extremely busy! Prep yourself for a lot of reading...I have some fun things to tell about the events of Friday night, my all-day trip to Louisville on Monday, and now what I'm up to. Dive in! :)
The trip to Cincy went really well. We arrived in plenty of time for Mom and I to make it to dinner. The "dinner" was a lot more informal than I had originally thought...Mom and I felt slightly over-dressed in our nice skirts, giraffe cardigans, and heels when talking to the sweaty, slightly tipsy golfers in the barn-turned-clubhouse. We nibbled on the hot dogs and baked beans they politely offered us (which were quite tasty, I'm not one to turn my nose up at a good cookout), but decided we'd go get more food later, just the two of us. Despite not being what we expected, the ceremony was very fun and lighthearted. All in all a very nice evening...especially when I got some Mommy and Me time. :)
My mom and I have always been very close, but since I've been going away to school, we've had less and less time to talk. I will always remember this past Friday night with her...we went to one of our favorite restaurants on the levee in Newport, Kentucky, and ate to our hearts' content...muscles and lobster bisque for both of us, seafood stuffed cod for me, and Chilean sea bass for Mom. A verrry big treat! Everything was delicious, and our little foodie hearts were just bursting. But the thing that really made the evening memorable was the talk my mother and I had...we had already talked non-stop on the three hour car ride to Cincinnati, and had chatted all the way around the dinner/ceremony for the scholarship...we're quite the talkers. At dinner, we spoke of everything...college life, my love life, our lives at home, education, and even some thoughts on spirituality. I always said I got my "religion" from my mother...we agree on so many things. Mostly that the world is a truly marvelous place, and that we are completely blessed with such beautiful lives, and each other. I hope I never forget the glow that night had, and holding Mom's delicate, aging hand as we crossed the street together, laughing and crying about how "goddamn lucky" we were, with the glittery, magical light of the city to guide us.
I've never been drunk before, nor will I probably ever be able to experience it...but that which I experienced that evening must be what the good part of drunkenness feels like. So floaty and bubbly and comfortingly dreamlike...a place where no one can touch you or hurt you.
As the night drew to a close, Mom was pretty throughly exhausted, so she crashed at the hotel. I gave her a kiss and promised to be in the room by midnight...some friends had invited me to their apartment-warming party, and one of the new hosts just happened to be my boyfriend, so I felt I'd best go, teehee. Thankfully the place wasn't as dreadfully hard to find as I'd feared, nor was the party loud and obnoxious. My boy Nate met me at the door and greeted me with the warmest of hugs...I'd missed him terribly. He showed me around the place, including their adorable cat Biscuit, and I just felt very much at home right away. I hugged two of Nate's four roommates: Becca (who is one of my dearest friends!!! Oh thank goodness she'll be so close!) and Kyle (who is very strange but completely lovable). The last of Nate's roommates is kind of a turd, and I don't trust him. As fate would have it, Nate and Turdy have to share a room...I fear the kind of issues that will occur if I want to sleep over. Oh well. After lots of hugs and tours and celebration, the four roommates, myself, and Kyle's girlfriend, Molly, gathered in the living room to watch a documentary on wildlife narrated by Oprah "Fro Fro" Winfrey. We watched something called "Hunters of the Deep Oceans"...oooooo.
At midnight I headed for my car, and Nate kindly walked me out. It was sweet of him to do, and we stood in silence for a long time. Since he and I are a new relationship, and we've been apart for more than three fourths of it, it's hard to judge where we are at times. When I'm with him as I was Friday night, everything feels happy and normal. When we're apart, which thankfully is only for another day, it's a lot trickier. But this topic deserves its own post. Another time. The goodbye with Nate was terribly bittersweet, because I knew I'd miss him the moment I left...and I did. Sigh...
Friday night was definitely one of the most interesting and enjoyable nights I've had so far this summer. All these things must sound so trivial to you all, but to me they are very important. I live in rural Kentucky, which is terribly uneventful, to say the least. Going into town or to the grocery store is always a delight for me, because it gives me an excuse to get out of the house. Sadly, all my friends are far far away from where I live, and I don't have much company in the summer time, save my family. I feel a bit like a fashionable hermit living in the forest when I come home for the summer.
But on days like Friday, and Monday too, I am able to escape the leafy woods to have a little fun. One of my new friends from an arts camp I RAed at this summer invited me to come pay her a visit in Louisville. I was THRILLED. I loooooove Louisville, and I loooooove this girl, LaNia. We spent all of Monday dancing around the city...we spent an hour and a half trying to cash a check (ridiculous, but funny), ate lunch at a yummy burger joint called "Home Run" that lets you put guacamole on your burger (HEAVEN), tried at least 9 Comfy Cow ice cream flavors, saw the movie "The Heat", ate fresh Japanese food for dinner, and bought journals together in Target. The whole day was nothing but talking and laughing and catching up and sharing memories of the arts camp...all in all, it was completely wonderful. An ideal girls' day from start to finish. :) I can't wait to go visit my talented, dear new friend LaNia again.
The journals I mentioned I bought...one was a "A Line A Day For Five Years" journal. I've always wanted to try one of those, and I hope I keep up with it. So far, so good. ;) The other was a journal that suggests one kind thing to do a day and then has a space for reflection on that good deed. I love that idea, and once I get back to school, I plan to use the journal every day. Perhaps I'll tell you of my adventures in being a Good Samaritan on here as well. I like sharing sweet stuff and what I learn from doing it. :)
Speaking of school...I MOVE INTO MY NEW APARTMENT TOMORROW. WAAAAAHHHHHHH HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!?!?! I'm so nervous and excited and anxious and eager and ready and sooooo not ready and terrified and thrilled and all the feels ever!!!!! Waaaaaaaahhhh... Tomorrow, I begin my junior year of college. How am I already a junior? How is this happening? Oh lord...hopefully it won't take me four days to post again. I'm going to set aside time tomorrow night if I can to write a bit about the move-in process. I hope it's relatively painless...we'll see! :o
...anyone out there read all this? If ya did, I'm majorly impressed and would love to know...why? How did you find me? This thing says 19 people have viewed my blog, which blows my mind. How? What else would you want to know? Any holes in my history I'm leaving out that you're interested in? :)
Sanguinely,
Vic
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