Tuesday the 14th and 1660 days.

In five months, G and I will have been together for five years! He told me that he wouldn't make me wait more than five years for him to make an honest woman out of me... *Le sigh*

It's gorgeous out this morning and I throughly enjoyed walking to work this morning listening to Lisa Loeb's Firecracker (1997?) album. (Some sample songs below!)

I went to Body Pump last night and I'm surprisingly not sore. I thought for sure I would be, because I pushed myself really hard and my legs were shaking at the end of the class!

Due to the weather being beautiful today, we're BBQing with K&J and baby D this evening.

I actually a little bummed because I wanted to start the running club our gym offers on Tuesday and Thursday evenings and 6pm, but G complained that it would interfere with the BBQ plans. Thanks for being supportive honey!

I have to add that G knew about my running group prior to planning the BBQ, but like usual, he didn't acknowledge my telling him about it and therefor has decided that it's be that ruining his plans, not vice versa.

Whatever.

Hopefully Sunday I'll be going riding. The season is coming to a close TOO quickly. Hopefully my co-workers will go too and I can tag along with them!

In the trees, South Bowl

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My lunchtime purchase...

for $9.95!

A quickie... probably until Sunday night or Monday.

G's buddy EB got a cabin in Breckenridge for this weekend.

G, EB, his cousin S, and EB's friend from Seattle, K got to head up there yesterday.

I'm heading up today after work... I have only 50 more minutes! Yay!

Tomorrow, I think we're riding Vail. I haven't been there yet and I very excited.

Saturday I think is reserved for Breck (which I like a lot!).

I got new bindings and a new jacket that zips to the back of my newer pants... to keep the powpow out! Hopefully there will be some fresh snow that I will need to keep out of my clothes!

I'm hoping we'll get a lot of good pictures this weekend and some good videos that I can share of us shreddin' the slopes (and bowls!).

I hope everyone has a great weekend!

XOXO

Keepin' busy.

For the past couple weekends, we've been heading up to Keystone to snowboard on Saturdays.

Yesterday wasn't an exception. We got up, like usual, around 5:45 to leave the house by 6:15. We lost E after our first run and didn't find him until we were heading home!!! Homeboy left his cellphone in the car. Dee-dee-dee.

Today has been spent cleaning the house, doing laundry, and other than that, being lazy. G will be home in about an hour and twenty-five minutes and then we're headed to the gym. Blech.

I can't believe tomorrow is Monday already. I'm never ready for it, but these past two weeks have been even worse with everyone asking where their damn tax forms are, among other things. To top it off, we're still understaffed and it sucks!

Oh well, I'll just have to look forward to next weekend. I'll possibly be heading up to the mountains with K-Dodd and Lu for the long weekend and hopefully meeting up with Grace, since she'll be here from Charleston!

Until then, I'll think about these times!

Gooo Sharks!

Tonight, as part of my b-day celebrations, G is taking me to the Sharks vs. Avalanches game!

Tonight, I will be one of the weirdos wearing the away team's colors.

Being from the San Jose area, I don't feel obligated to represent my home team, I want to.

Tonight should be fun and interesting. I have a feeling that the Sharks are going to kick the Avs butts, seeing that they're #1 in their division (I think the Avs are 21 or 22).

G keeps asking me what I want for my b-day. Really, I don't want anything. I could definitely use a rack for my car for our snowboards, I'd like new bindings for my board, but I don't need them, a new jacket to match my new pants, and jewelry is always nice. Like I said, I don't need anything.

My dad asked me the same thing and when I told him I just wanted him to come and visit me, he said that he'd be sending something because I "deserved it." I don't deserve anything. It's just my birthday.

Then there's my mom. A while back she had offered to pay for my gym membership. I paid for three months, which cost me $228 (yes, exorbitant, but the place was amazing). Then there's my current gym membership (at the local community center) that cost me $300 for a year, which I owe G for. When she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I said that she could send me money for the gym that she said she'd pay for. "Okay, I'll send you $100," she said. First off, that's not what we agreed upon. She said she'd pay for my gym membership when I told her it was $76 a month. She said it was okay and that she'd pay me back. How quickly and conveniently she forgets these things! I understand that she and my step-dad aren't doing so well financially (like the rest of the economy), but I don't make a lot of money either and I would've never signed up at the gym if you hadn't said you were going to pay for it. G keeps pestering me to get her to pay me back. I've reminded and I've tried and she won't send me the money. It's a losing battle. On one hand I understand, but on the other hand, if she didn't have the money she never should've said she'd help me out.

Grrr. I hate money. I hate it! It's nice to have, but it causes so many problems!

Day 1572.

This evening G and I are headed up to Breckenridge for the weekend with his friend B.

If I could have my way, I wouldn't be going. It's not because I don't want to spend time with G, but more because 1) I don't want to hang out with B. I understand he's single, but when you blow your friends off to hang out with Colorado's "Most Eligible Bachelor," and his douche-bag roommates, it doesn't fly. I like to think that the people you associate yourself with are an example of who you are and your character. The first time I met "Colorado's Most Eligible Bachelor," he was hanging out with a married woman and his douche-bag roommate justified what he was doing telling me that it wasn't on his roommate, that it was on this married woman and that I didn't know what she was going through, so I shouldn't judge her either. I'm sorry, but if you have a ring on your finger, you shouldn't be, literally, hanging on another man. Keep your clam burger closed honey. So B continues to spend time with this douche bags. Maybe he thinks hanging out with a bunch of single guys will help his game. Hello, do the math here B. More single guys just means that whatever women are out, have more of a choice to pick over. Smooth move Ex-Lax. Now to 2) We had friends visiting for a week and the whole time it was "go-go-go."They just left of Tuesday and I've had a busy week working some O.T. after my regular hours. To be quite honest, I would enjoy a nice quiet weekend at home, not spending $30 in gas to drive up there for a night. 3) I have a sinus infection. I can't even begin to remember the last time I had one, but I feel like poop. Having the Mucinex booger stuck up in your head doesn't make for feeling top-notch. 4) Lastly, I'd just like G to want to spend time with me and not have to "do" something all the time. I want him to relax and be content spending time at home, cooking dinner and watching a movie.

No matter what I want or how I feel physically, or how I feel emotionally about going, we'll still go because it's what G wants. He always gets what he wants and I if were to tell him to go on his own and hang out with B, he'd turn it around on me telling me that I would be being selfish and that if I don't go, he won't go. And it's not that he wants to go up to Breck to spend time with me, it's because he wants to hang out with B and go boarding. So seriously, why in the heck does it even matter if I go? Fact is, it doesn't.

Gah. I didn't start the morning off right anyway, and not wanting to waste my time this weekend isn't making me feel any better.

Did I mention that because G couldn't sleep this morning, he made comments and poked me until I acknowledged him? What the hell?! My alarm went off and I wanted to snooze a bit longer, so I tried to. The next thing I know, G is whispering comments and poking me. He'd wait for a reaction, and when I didn't do anything, he'd make another comment and poke me again! What the hell x2. So I annoyingly asked him "What?!" and why he was bugging me. "I can't sleep," he says. Well thanks for poking me for a reaction because you couldn't sleep. Sheesh. So I shat on the idea of snoozing for 10 more minutes and just got up. Grrr.