Last night the girl child and I joined the Wild One and Rex at Shakespeare in the Park.  We had a lovely evening with fluffernutters and wine.  Of course, this morning I felt half sick thanks to the blech that I was consuming after a few weeks of eating pretty darn healthy.

That should have been a warning to me... but it wasn't, so tomorrow I'm probably going to be miserable as I ate like complete ass today.  First there was lunch at the Italian Oven since Rex was in w/ other team members, then happy hour/dinner from Windber Hotel, more grease at the Alibi, and smores at the Laws'.  I'm willing to suffer the smores consequences any day.

So yea, tomorrow I'll be working out for a very very long time.

So excited to go pick up the niecey-poo from the airport today.  I love that kid way too much.  The good news is that her visit will be a nice little and needed distraction.  You see, I'm trying really hard to not be needy.

I'm readjusting to 'dating' a computer geek. Yes, I put dating in quotes because I hate putting a label on something since there hasn't been any type of exclusivity expectations discussion.  Fortunately, on a related note, the guy I had been talking to for a while in Altoona hasn't made any comments about meeting and the friends that wanted to introduce me to another one haven't said anything else - because I don't know how I should handle that if it comes up.  As the Beff has joked:  Should I put all of my Eggs in one basket? *ha ha*

Back to the topic at hand:  I say geek with all of the love in the world.  It is, after all, part of who I am, was a majority of my friends in college, and relevant to the most significant relationship to this point in my life.  I get them.  Or at least I really use to.  It's refreshing to not have the overly needy, status checking, climbing half way up your butt behavior of some of the non-geeks I've seen through the past 10 years, but I'll admit... I'm wanting to hear from him a little more and worry about bugging him.  You know how that goes.  They say that when you're thinking of someone to send them a small message is nice, but on the other hand you almost feel forced to play 'the game' as to not freak the other person out.  Yeah, I hate the phone, but the one night getting to chat was actually kind of nice (what on earth is wrong with me).  I wouldn't think I should feel like I'm bugging him as most all of my communications are things that prb would have occurred as friends, but call me paranoid.  Maybe I'm being mental because nothing is slated for the next 'date' and it makes me anxious to not have a timeframe to look forward to (sounds like me and my need to have the next cruise on the schedule).  Fear me, I actually sound like a girl right now, don't I?

Now here's where I make some generalizations that I've seen to hold water, not saying this applies 100% to the current guy, but it helps me calm my girl insanity - so don't yell at me for rolling w/ the stereotypes until I get to know this specific one in the context of a dating relationship well enough.  I keep reminding myself:  geek = quiet, smart, reserved, observant.  Once you get their focus on you they're very attentive and incredibly sweet, but at some point when you know them well enough you need to coordinate on a phrase or signal that says "I really need attention from you right now - give me 5 - and I'll let you get back to whatever holds your fascination", and they're willing to accommodate.  They have feelings, but they have to trust you before they'll spill them or tell you much deep about who they are.  Yes, I feel like I'm partially describing myself here too - especially in that last sentence.

Do guys think about this crap too?  Prb not.

Core crusher workout starts in less than 10 min.  Fear.

It's under 5k.  Die mortgage die.

After my previous post an acquaintance I met through another friend posted a free for all invite to a bon fire that I couldn't pass up.  They're a great couple that met my Mithy when she lived in their neighborhood (he avidly walks his dogs each night).  It reminded me of the evenings sitting on Mithy's back porch shooting the breeze with a fruity beverage.  It was nice to see Jeff as well as King and Ace!
 
I was up way too early on Sunday, skipped youth, but went to church to learn that two new kids were there - the children of a gentleman I met at the Pitt Alumni event, he just moved them here for his position w/ the university.  I remember him mentioning churches that evening, where I made my recommendation for Oakland.  It was a very pleasant surprise to put two and two together when he came in with his wife and sat down with the kids.  I do hope they enjoyed the service as it was slightly different from normal, not bad, just 'off' for me.
 
From there I headed to do some hedge trimming (by hand) that seemed overdue at Eggs' place, I figured it would take a few hours but that was cut down to an hour thanks to a nice neighbor who gave me his battery operated electric trimmer.  I love how quickly and easily you can spruce up the look of a place with hedge trimming and weed pulling.
 
Since I finished up faster than anticipated I headed to TJMaxx and Ross in the quest to find more workout tops.  I did find two that worked nicely, but I also found two more pairs of workout shorts.  The 'skinnier' workout clothes I have are a little too tight still while the larger stuff is starting to let me bounce around too much, so I needed to find something for now.  This morning's weigh in had me into another weight bracket of 10, so yay.  I can't believe how much weight has poured off in the past two and a half weeks.  This is fast for me.  I know I'll plateau though, so I have to enjoy it while I can.  I've not been hungry or craving either, so bonus.  Hopefully Mother will say something nice (I'm sure she'll observe and comment that I lost weight) and just stop there instead of adding the need to "keep it up" or indicating how much more I need to loose.

I had a very nice and relaxing weekend... and to think I still have one more full day.  I love long weekends (and having more reasons to like them).  Since I did a little bit of cleaning each night this past week I didn't have much I had to accomplish this weekend except for some laundry and dishes (as I did do a little bit of cooking).  I still have a roast to make tomorrow, which should be delightful.

Hit a really long auction on the morning of the 4th, it was nice, but a bit chilly - quite the departure from earlier in the week which required the air conditioner to be running.  Watched a couple of movies.  Went to the fireworks at the mall and had a drinkie.  Still worked out this morning and on Thursday night, but skipped on the 4th.  It was a holiday, I think that's fair, especially since I'm still noting drops on the scale.  This dietbet is in the bag.  Ya'll can prepare to welcome back a thinner Judy.

Is it too dorky to say that one thing I appreciate about my job is that a conversation could lead to someone referencing "the theoretical edge case where that could mathematically occur"?

New food chain announced today.  It could be better, it could be worse - either way my fear of change makes it feel worse.

I was ready to go to bed by the end of my work day yesterday but I still forced myself to start a workout, which woke me back up enough that I completed the whole thing (and that's on top of a 20 minute exercise video w/ the Wild one over lunch too.  Today I'm feeling a wee bit sore (legs and upper stomach).
 
Today is all about updating traceability of requirements from one version of a spec to a new one.  Let me tell you how enthralling that is - even Knife Party isn't keeping my eyes afloat.  I could really use a nap.
 
I started eyeballing what is going on around here for the next two weeks both to try and find something fun to do to celebrate the 4th and to find things that might interest my niecey-poo while she is in.  Many thanks to the Laws and their website http://DoJohnstown.com at least I shouldn't miss Shakespeare in the park this year.

I was away again this weekend... this time taking Friday off to go to King's Dominion for King's Fest with the youth group.  I lucked out and didn't have to drive the rented van the whole way, just a little while on the way there and about half way back.  That thing drove like a cardboard box in a gust of wind.  Didn't get to hit the whole park, but the little crew of kiddos that I ran with liked the coasters, so we hit a lot of the good stuff.

In the evenings we went to the amphitheatre for the music, so I got to see Matthew West, The Newsboys, and Sidewalk Prophets.  The girls that were in my room were well behaved and fell asleep earlier than I would have expected them to, so at least I got some rest, but I still could use a nap now that I'm home.  I'm very glad I went and didn't blow it off because it was a mere week after my return from vacation.

I already made a quick stop at Fritz's to stock back up on fresh fruit for the week.  I did eat some stuff I shouldn't have this weekend.  But  my legs and feet didn't hurt at all, I probably needed to get more walking in than we did in the park.  Now to go get the girls from camp, again.  Bring on my next 4 day work week :D

I have to brag a little because I've been doing a superb job out of the gate on my exercise regime.  I've worked out each day since I've been back, cut back on quantity and adjusted choices on food.  I will be winning my dietbet.  There is no other option.  As a bonus I'm also getting to watch movies I haven't seen in quite a while as a good distraction while I'm on my workout equipment.
 
Yes, this was part of my plan to kick in after vacation for nearly two months, but I acknowledge that I have a little more motivation and enthusiasm for it for external reasons.  I think the push started when I started talking to someone of promise from a dating website and when a friend noted they wanted to introduce me to someone else.  Neither of those have resulted in meeting the people to this point, but the thought of not being at a weight I'd want to be at in order to meet them was definitely an eye opener.  Yeah yeah, other reasons too.  But those reasons have also motivated me to add butt toning exercises too.  It's win-win.

I guess I should post an update, lest my readership start to think "man, what a jerk - he didn't reply?"  He did.  The first reply was a bit of a let down, but not mean in any way, and it said things I had already had some time to process and get past.  The second however gave me some hope.  We're talked... and we'll see what happens.  I think someone is as guilty as I often am - for thinking too much about things.  There was some wording used that made me realize a few other things I hadn't put a label on before.  He _is_ my best guy friend right now.  With that realization I'm even happier that I didn't sit silently and potentially relive the regrets of the distant past.

I can tell you I slept well last night and I've had a smile on my face more often than not today.  That'll do for now.

Oh Mr Blunt, spot on.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUkLOUNxP8A

 

I've waffled on posting about this, but too bad, I don't care if this post is found.  My blog is where I spill what I need to spill.  I'm nearly heartbroken at the moment and I need the comfort of my blog-friend.  I tripped over my own two feet for a long time friend pretty fast recently and, for some stupid reason (perhaps not having learned from the terrible replies I received from guys after expressing interest in the past) I decided to tell him.  It did at least allow me to sleep (a bit) but it hasn't alleviated the churning in my stomach.  If anything it has made it worse - mostly because I can hear crickets.  I guess that's better than a scathing reply, but I wouldn't expect something cold and rude from this person, that isn't who they seem to be.  (Of course, I don't think guys realize how horrible the silence is too.)

For quite a few years I've had friends who are really great guys, you know - the ones that they were good looking, had good jobs, were kind, sweet, smart, worked hard etc - they were perfect on paper, but I never had _those_ type of feelings for them.  As a few got married you feel the sting.  Not only does it force you to reflect that you have not found the one but you have to remind yourself that you didn't have feelings THAT is why you never tried to snag them up when they were single.

At the same time I say curse those feelings.  I've dated a few guys that were good on paper and learned quickly that I couldn't manufacture feelings.  I've also dated one that I was very drawn to, but it still wasn't the same.  I've been in love before and I want that again.  At the same time to have a knotted stomach and racing heart filled with anxiety at the deafening silence isn't fun.  I've had this three times (counting the present) in my life time.  We all know how the first time turned out.  The second time I was batting out of my league (yes, the one that I am sure will have beautiful, but stupid babies, w/ his gal).

Through the years I have also learned that if you're avoiding dating someone or seeing someone and questioning the relationship by making excuses of why it won't work then you should just leave because, to use a very over used quote "you're just not that into him".  Heaven knows when you get that spark you're willing to toss aside these petty issue.  In this case age differences or distance... and even the fear of loosing a good friend.  The other lesson I have to share is that there are some people that you narrowly miss due to other people and you end up regretting it (ask me about convincing my high school woulda shoulda to take my best friend to the prom).

I guess what I'm saying is with my batting average I will never be a professional at dating or love.  I'm still terrified right now.