Fun in the (not so sun) and things to do when you don't have a car

My Joey and I had a great weekend! (Yes, I realize this site is G-rated folks, so please get your minds out of the preverbial gutters, LOL...that is NOT what I'm referring to, other than some cuddle time and a little kissing. Okay, perhaps a little more than that, but he IS my fiancee, but we're behaving ourselves best we can. As we are still one of the rarer couples who want to wait until our wedding night before we give ourselves to one another, as we think that's the best gift we can give to each other.) I have no compunction or shame in sharing that...I think it's the most beautiful gift one can give to another. :)

Anyway, since the accident, I've been car-less. Although we did pick it up the other day. However, the alignment needs to be checked, and a few other things. Which leads me back to my prior beliefs, if all this needs checked, how can this solely be MY fault, and not also some sort of malfunction with the car? But I've given up trying to prove that point to my parents, even though anyone else I've discussed the accident with seems to think that it was not totally my fault. Sigh. But I'd know I'd go crazy <scratch that-- crazier> if I kept going over it in my mind, so I've tried to give up on it. But what really ticked me off was when mom went in to pay the guy for the car, I saw that where the car was fixed, they also owned an independant Enterprise rent-a-car. This really TICKED ME OFF, as my parents told me I could not have a car rental to help me get around as 'punishment'. That I'd just have to deal with no transportation, and work around 'their schedules' if I wanted to go somewhere. This when not only me, but Joe offered to go 50/50 with me on the cost of the rental. I later found out (through a grapevine) that they would take off so much off the cost of fixing the car, to give you the rental, as it was seen more as a need/replacement; rather than an actual rental. The only thing you had to really pay for was gas (obviously), and half the amount of mileage per day, which was $19 per day (at the 50% off rate).

Oh well. Back to the great weekend. We stayed inside most of the time...as I've not been feeling well. I finally gave up and went to the doc on Thursday, and she sent me for bloodwork. I've been feeling VERY tired, and sleeping nearly all the time, whether I'm tired or not. So I went to her. Some good news: my weight is still the same at 234, so I've kind of plateau'ed right now, but that's okay. The bad news: no clue what's wrong. My theories: chronic fatigue syndrome, anemia, overmedication (for anyone interested in the real plethora of medicine I take, and who really understands meds to a degree, message me). So the doc is running a CBC and differential. (Complete blood count, platelet, iron levels, etc.) TSH (thyroid levels), and carbon monoxide levels. (even though I told her that I had two funcitoning carbon monoxide detectors in the house.

So on Saturday, Joey and I watched movies, and we bowled. Yes, about two weekends ago, I had bought a kiddie bowling set. It was fun actually. With only two minor deficiencies: no one to clear or set up the lanes, no automatic score keeper. Sunday we had to take him back to work. :( I always hate that.

But he makes me so happy, and I'm glad I got a good weekend with him. Can't wait until next weekend when we spend more time together. He's a good cuddle partner. The only slight problem is, I can't even turn over in bed without scaring him, he's always afraid I'm going to fall out of bed, so even in his sleep, he'll grab me tight around the middle, and yank me back toward him...it is rather amusing, kind of like, 'uh, dear, I can't breathe'. Kind of like when he tries to cuddle and accidentally buries his nose in my eye. oops. Oh well. Guess things I'll have to get used to, since he's the man I'm gonna spend the rest of my life with. :) Not that I'm complaining on that one. LOL.

Sorry for rambling on so. I guess even after seven, nearly 8 months with this guy, I'm still as starry-eyed as when we first started seeing one another. And though I had a couple of dates (one with a guy who ended up being more of a friend, the other who was just a jerk) before I met him, I never dreamed I'd fall in love and want to marry the first guy I truly went head over heels for. But it worked out that way for me, and personally; I wouldn't have it any other way. So for any of you who feel that guys don't notice you, or think anything similiar: here was my old motto: "My prince charming or "Mr right" is out there somewhere, looking for me. But, being a guy, he just won't stop and ask for directions". LOL. (No offense to you guys, it was just how I consoled myself). And we did find each other. It will happen when the time is right. So now, I'm REALLY going to shut up. I promise. No, really, I do!

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