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Jun. 22nd, 2004 09:59 pmMet with dressmaker number one on Saturday AM. Waaaay out of our price range. Stopped at beauty parlor to tell them about it, since they were of course the ones who recommended it to us, and Diane, sister of Eileen said wait a minute, I know someone who does that. Apparently a friend of her son's girlfriend does the same thing. We met with her on Monday, and she does it for a tenth of what the first designer does. I'm thinking it might be what I end up doing.
Cayne spent the weekend with us, we celebrated my Dad's birthday, and Father's Day. Ran errands, nothing too exciting. Had a nice dinner out on Saturday, and were very silly. Grilled at home on Sunday. Yum.
Monday, Mom and I met with designer #2. Then we decided to run around and do some other wedding stuff...which culminated in a knock down drag out fight of sorts. She yelled a lot. I didn't. I was remarkably calm and collected and sensible through the whole thing. I think that infuriated her more, that I wasn't losing control, my usual MO. Hours and hours and hours. I ended up not leaving my parents til after 7. Left my parents, called Cayne and said "Wanna meet me for dinner in a couple of hours?" We met for dinner, I was exhausted. He pointed out today that I...nominally caffeine free woman had a cup of coffee (not decaf) and two sodas at dinner, and was still exhausted. We ended up getting a hotel room in New Brunswick for the night...and it was a good thing. I cried a bit. We talked a lot. I'm in love more and more, and that makes me happy. And I realize the worries I had when it started to turn serious, the ones about not feeling all goopy-schmoopy, new relationship energy stuff were silly. Because when it's right, it's right, no matter whether it comes with that high or not.
I left NJ this morning, and an hour or so after I did, my cell phone rang. It was my mother calling to apologize "for being such a bitch yesterday." I had to pull off the highway and cry a bit when she did that. Anyway, things are okay between my Mom and I, it seems, despite the explosive disagreement yesterday. But it hurt a lot.
And wow, do I have an incredible partner in
zedrikcayne
Cayne spent the weekend with us, we celebrated my Dad's birthday, and Father's Day. Ran errands, nothing too exciting. Had a nice dinner out on Saturday, and were very silly. Grilled at home on Sunday. Yum.
Monday, Mom and I met with designer #2. Then we decided to run around and do some other wedding stuff...which culminated in a knock down drag out fight of sorts. She yelled a lot. I didn't. I was remarkably calm and collected and sensible through the whole thing. I think that infuriated her more, that I wasn't losing control, my usual MO. Hours and hours and hours. I ended up not leaving my parents til after 7. Left my parents, called Cayne and said "Wanna meet me for dinner in a couple of hours?" We met for dinner, I was exhausted. He pointed out today that I...nominally caffeine free woman had a cup of coffee (not decaf) and two sodas at dinner, and was still exhausted. We ended up getting a hotel room in New Brunswick for the night...and it was a good thing. I cried a bit. We talked a lot. I'm in love more and more, and that makes me happy. And I realize the worries I had when it started to turn serious, the ones about not feeling all goopy-schmoopy, new relationship energy stuff were silly. Because when it's right, it's right, no matter whether it comes with that high or not.
I left NJ this morning, and an hour or so after I did, my cell phone rang. It was my mother calling to apologize "for being such a bitch yesterday." I had to pull off the highway and cry a bit when she did that. Anyway, things are okay between my Mom and I, it seems, despite the explosive disagreement yesterday. But it hurt a lot.
And wow, do I have an incredible partner in
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Date: 2004-06-23 05:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-23 12:59 pm (UTC)Thanks for including that reflection; it's true, something one needs to remember, and something I was stressing about myself a bit the other day.
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Date: 2004-06-23 01:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-23 02:02 pm (UTC)