This week in the life of Liz. volume 1 issue 3
by Liz Anderson on Thursday, 19 July 2007 at 20:43 ·
I
know you are all wondering were my post is. Or perhaps you are pointing
and laughing because I only made it two weeks into my new resolution..
Everyday this post gets alter and later (imagine that J) On Saturday
morning I woke up and knew exactly what to write and how to write it.
But I didn't have time to write it and now my thoughts have dissipated. I
have tried three times now to write this week's edition, but here I
sit. Hopefully this time (third times the charm right…) will be better.
Last week. What a crazy one. I would like to refer to it as the week of epiphanies – some more substantial than others. Here is a list: Unfortunately the way to a guy's heart might just be through his stomach. There is good reason for some people to date online – better than others for sure… You should never introduce your friends to a new pastime if you don't want them to ditch you. Because I spend my life avoiding conflict, I don't know how to handle it well – at all. I might, although unconsciously, be a mean person.
The week started off well.. I went swimming on Sunday and out for a walk on Monday. Tuesday I had to call people so I held off on the walk. Apparently, looking back, that was the downfall of my week. Wednesday I was by myself. First of all, realization hit that my friends really are finding dates and people to spend their time with aside from me. They are also going on vacations and that leaves me with two options. Sit at home by myself, or get my butt out the door and meet people.
So after baking a scrumptious fudge truffle cheesecake, I sat at home with no one to share it with. Betsy was out of town with company coming as soon as she got back Jess was on a date with the fabulous new guy from when I ditched her the night before, and I was at home with a cheesecake. I finally found someone to eat some of the cheesecake. Too bad for me, it was the kicked puppy from last week.
I know I know. Stupid idea. But I could not possibly eat the entire cheesecake by myself. Unfortunately, this only encouraged the bad behavior on his part.. Fortunately, I think I have gotten my point across to him since then..
Friday I went on another date. It was great.. I learned I might be a touch superficial. I like my date to look me in the eye with both eyes.. This guy couldn't. Any of you who know me from high school know that this is a prerequisite. You all laughed at the time but now it really is essential.. Besides, he was really boring. We in theory talked for two hours and I know three things about him. Three things I knew before we went out. He wasn't much of a conversationalist – a big no-no. Now he keeps calling me and I feel kind of bad not answering his calls but really.. I need a guy with two functioning eyes, all visible teeth and the ability to carry a conversation.. Is that really too much to ask?
Friday night after my not so stellar date, a trip to the grocery store, another cheesecake and a bit of tasty wine, I was chatting with the kicked puppy online. I've been told it is a bad idea to chat with him as it encourages the bad behavior but it's like a bad car crash. You just have to watch it and then drive by, repeatedly, later to see if everything is cleaned up. I got some fabulous insight from him that night.
I was correct when I came to the assumption that he saw more in our supper date than I did. At some point on our conversation that lasted until almost 4:00 a.m., he started gushing about how I was so beautiful and how he wanted to kiss me that night… (big sigh) I really can't say that I would even talk to him now had he done that. I am not a fan of PDA. In fact I probably would have slapped him. I might have an abrasive side. Who knew. At any rate, he then proceeded to say I really hope you don't remember anything I am saying tonight.. Like I suddenly turned into a goldfish and have a 30 second memory span – not likely.
Saturday I met Betsy for breakfast. I am one of the few people that can get her butt out of bed in the morning when she doesn't need to be anywhere. It's because she loves me. Then I packaged my cheesecake (it was part of my wedding gift) and headed down to Morris.
Tommy and Shannon's wedding was beautiful. Tommy was funny. I was coming down the receiving line and he quick said hi thanks to the people in front of me and than ran back and gave me a big hug. It made me really glad I could make it. The reception was a bit odd however. I only knew ten people. Most of them were in the wedding party. It was still a good time though.
I got to my parents' around midnight. My dad woke up around 12:30 and called my cell to see where I was.. I politely told him I was in bed sleeping. He couldn't hear me so I walked down the hall and explained I was in bed sleeping. I proceeded to go back to bed. My mom woke up around 1:30 and decided I should be home and called my cell phone to see where I was. I again answered my phone and politely told her I was sleeping in my bed. Knowing that she couldn't hear me (just like my dad – apparently my cell doesn't get very good reception in my bedroom in the middle of no where who knew..)I hung up my phone. She promptly called back thinking that I was "in trouble". I again walked down the hall to let her know that I was sleeping in my bed just down the hall.
Sunday was another interesting day. I went with my family to church in MacIntosh. I lasted about 2 minutes into the services before I demanded the keys from my Dad and went to Fosston. Call me crazy, but I don't like being told I'm going to hell because I wasn't baptized as an infant. This seems to be a trend every time I go there. I was trying to be good since it was my Grandpa's birthday but that didn't last.. Grandpa's birthday party went well.
Sunday evening I headed over to my Grandma's to visit with my aunt who is up from AZ. It was a good time. Actually a bunch of people ended up coming over. Janice and Jimmy, Darald, Danny, Tina, Ryan, Hannah, Nicole, Brian, Emily, Neal, Jolene, David, Becky, Marilyn, Grandma, Mom, Dad and me. I like hanging out with family. They have to accept me. Some of them might even like me if I weren't family..
So that was my week. Feel free to post and comments or questions you may have. Although I would be surprised if anyone made it this far down.. Kudos to you if you did!
Until next week..
Last week. What a crazy one. I would like to refer to it as the week of epiphanies – some more substantial than others. Here is a list: Unfortunately the way to a guy's heart might just be through his stomach. There is good reason for some people to date online – better than others for sure… You should never introduce your friends to a new pastime if you don't want them to ditch you. Because I spend my life avoiding conflict, I don't know how to handle it well – at all. I might, although unconsciously, be a mean person.
The week started off well.. I went swimming on Sunday and out for a walk on Monday. Tuesday I had to call people so I held off on the walk. Apparently, looking back, that was the downfall of my week. Wednesday I was by myself. First of all, realization hit that my friends really are finding dates and people to spend their time with aside from me. They are also going on vacations and that leaves me with two options. Sit at home by myself, or get my butt out the door and meet people.
So after baking a scrumptious fudge truffle cheesecake, I sat at home with no one to share it with. Betsy was out of town with company coming as soon as she got back Jess was on a date with the fabulous new guy from when I ditched her the night before, and I was at home with a cheesecake. I finally found someone to eat some of the cheesecake. Too bad for me, it was the kicked puppy from last week.
I know I know. Stupid idea. But I could not possibly eat the entire cheesecake by myself. Unfortunately, this only encouraged the bad behavior on his part.. Fortunately, I think I have gotten my point across to him since then..
Friday I went on another date. It was great.. I learned I might be a touch superficial. I like my date to look me in the eye with both eyes.. This guy couldn't. Any of you who know me from high school know that this is a prerequisite. You all laughed at the time but now it really is essential.. Besides, he was really boring. We in theory talked for two hours and I know three things about him. Three things I knew before we went out. He wasn't much of a conversationalist – a big no-no. Now he keeps calling me and I feel kind of bad not answering his calls but really.. I need a guy with two functioning eyes, all visible teeth and the ability to carry a conversation.. Is that really too much to ask?
Friday night after my not so stellar date, a trip to the grocery store, another cheesecake and a bit of tasty wine, I was chatting with the kicked puppy online. I've been told it is a bad idea to chat with him as it encourages the bad behavior but it's like a bad car crash. You just have to watch it and then drive by, repeatedly, later to see if everything is cleaned up. I got some fabulous insight from him that night.
I was correct when I came to the assumption that he saw more in our supper date than I did. At some point on our conversation that lasted until almost 4:00 a.m., he started gushing about how I was so beautiful and how he wanted to kiss me that night… (big sigh) I really can't say that I would even talk to him now had he done that. I am not a fan of PDA. In fact I probably would have slapped him. I might have an abrasive side. Who knew. At any rate, he then proceeded to say I really hope you don't remember anything I am saying tonight.. Like I suddenly turned into a goldfish and have a 30 second memory span – not likely.
Saturday I met Betsy for breakfast. I am one of the few people that can get her butt out of bed in the morning when she doesn't need to be anywhere. It's because she loves me. Then I packaged my cheesecake (it was part of my wedding gift) and headed down to Morris.
Tommy and Shannon's wedding was beautiful. Tommy was funny. I was coming down the receiving line and he quick said hi thanks to the people in front of me and than ran back and gave me a big hug. It made me really glad I could make it. The reception was a bit odd however. I only knew ten people. Most of them were in the wedding party. It was still a good time though.
I got to my parents' around midnight. My dad woke up around 12:30 and called my cell to see where I was.. I politely told him I was in bed sleeping. He couldn't hear me so I walked down the hall and explained I was in bed sleeping. I proceeded to go back to bed. My mom woke up around 1:30 and decided I should be home and called my cell phone to see where I was. I again answered my phone and politely told her I was sleeping in my bed. Knowing that she couldn't hear me (just like my dad – apparently my cell doesn't get very good reception in my bedroom in the middle of no where who knew..)I hung up my phone. She promptly called back thinking that I was "in trouble". I again walked down the hall to let her know that I was sleeping in my bed just down the hall.
Sunday was another interesting day. I went with my family to church in MacIntosh. I lasted about 2 minutes into the services before I demanded the keys from my Dad and went to Fosston. Call me crazy, but I don't like being told I'm going to hell because I wasn't baptized as an infant. This seems to be a trend every time I go there. I was trying to be good since it was my Grandpa's birthday but that didn't last.. Grandpa's birthday party went well.
Sunday evening I headed over to my Grandma's to visit with my aunt who is up from AZ. It was a good time. Actually a bunch of people ended up coming over. Janice and Jimmy, Darald, Danny, Tina, Ryan, Hannah, Nicole, Brian, Emily, Neal, Jolene, David, Becky, Marilyn, Grandma, Mom, Dad and me. I like hanging out with family. They have to accept me. Some of them might even like me if I weren't family..
So that was my week. Feel free to post and comments or questions you may have. Although I would be surprised if anyone made it this far down.. Kudos to you if you did!
Until next week..
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