windfalling
Dec. 23rd, 2004 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideMy friends are crazy.
And they make me very very sappy, so let's just tuck this behind a cut, eh?
I missed Sarah at work today. Work was fine, but it lacked the added mirth of having Sarah sit directly behind me and crack up at my very obvious postural changes. Apparently when I work, I have a stick up my ass and am somewhat rigid. When I stop to shoot her an 'instant-email' I slouch and tilt my head to the side.
I gave my official notice at work today and had to run to Bellevue on my lunch hour to sign paperwork and show proof of degrees and stuff. It was a hectic hour, but it made me feel very good. Good to have this new job ahead of me and good to be back on the playing field in terms of my career.
I know it's not Christmas yet, but since I won't be actually celebrating it doing anything, presents are opened AT WILL.
Around 2pm I got my UPS package that Amy sent and set it on my desk and I kept squirming because I was dying to open it, but couldn't really do that at work. 5pm finally came and I bolted to my car, and drove home. Kissed Hobbes hello and clawed the package open. She got me Season 1 West Wing!!!!!! The timing is perfect. I've spent my breaks at work (and the slow periods between processing) reading Television Without Pity recaps of The West Wing. All day!! All month!! I bought Judy this for Christmas last year, and have coveted it since. I kept almost buying it, but then putting it off since I have most of the first season episodes taped. I was going to borrow it THIS WEEKEND. But I own it now! It's MINE!! With all the extras! And omg! I immediately called and left a deafeningly shriek-y message on her machine.
After all these years of friendship and gifts exchanged, Amy can still wow me with her thoughtfulness. She even had Murphy (her adorable puppy) send Hobbes some kitty treats. Isn't that the sweetest thing ever???
Stacey and I had another marathon phone conversation today. We both marvel at the fact that even after a decade of friendship, we can still ramble on the phone for hours and hours. Stacey's gift this year is FOUR MONTHS of Netflix. Her card affectionately chirped, "At least I can help with bills!" The cute story behind this is--Stace was going to get me TiVo. She was all set. But then she didn't, because she was worried the monthly TiVo charges would be an added burden to my strapped finances. Plus, Stace and I have a special bond over our Netflix glee. We're both avid movie watchers and wait worshipfully for our red envelopes of joy. Stace finally got my cookie tin and made the biggest fuss over it. Seriously, she makes as big of a deal over it as my parents do. I felt bashfully proud. The way you did when you got a star on a school project and took it home and your mom fussed over it like it was the Nobel. Her gift is delayed in the mail, but will hopefully get there soon, dammit.
Ellie found this gorgeous black, quilted (but not poofy quilted) vest--lined in red silk. It's dramatic, and stylish and exquisite. I'm afraid it's more stylish than I can carry off, but it fits beautifully and I modeled it for Judy who says it makes me look elegant. I'd rather hide in track pants and tees forever, but Ellen has been working on coaxing me out. What really touched me about this was how excited Ellie was about it. She apparently saw some woman wearing this and thought it would look good on me. When I called to thank her, she was SO FREAKING ADORABLE. She was so excited about it and so hopeful that I'd like it. (And really, how could I not? It's beautiful.) She promised to come with me to find something to wear with it. Also, she says I can wear it with jeans, so that made me happy. No fussy slacks pour moi. Ellie is the one responsible for getting rid of my 10 year old Doc Martens and putting me into some really gorgeous footwear.
Around 8pm I set out for Judy's. We were going to exchange presents tonight since she's going to LA to be with her parents (and Ellie and Jeff) for the weekend. I got her striped purple socks (because she loves purple, and I hate it, so this is the best proof of my love) and a red/cream fleece pullover from Eddie Bauer. I also got her a subscription to SiP--which I'm always a little unsure of. We don't discuss it much so I'm not sure if she likes it or is indulging me--but she swears she loves it. She really loved the pullover. In fact she shrieked, stripped, and tugged it on right there in the living room. You have to love Judy. She said the striped socks actually perfectly match her new scarf and she jumped around shrieking over them. Ahhh she cracks me up.
Then she said that John was picking up my present. That it was a combination birthday and Christmas gift. She was so funny... she said that they didn't think it would get here in time, so she printed a picture of it and put it in a box. She said that she and John have been so worried about me, that I've been so unhappy lately, that they really wanted to get me something as a symbol of good times ahead, something to inspire new beginnings and new hope. So, being the emotional triscuit that I am, I started to tear up and was frankly terrified of what was in the box.
I opened it carefully, and rolled up inside was a picture of a Canon Powershot A400 Digital Camera. I've longed for a digital camera for ages and kept putting off buying one. She hugged me and said that I could take pictures of all my friends, and have memories of all the good times we have, and will continue to have. I kept saying it was too much. She kept shaking her head. She said John really wanted to get me an Ipod but they decided that this was something I'd wanted for so long. So John did all the research in their new house on dial-up, fidgeting to get the specs/images to come up. So we'd just finished crying and hugging when John came home and I tackled him at the door. The camera is GORGEOUS, by the way. It's shiny and silver and metallic blue and I actually am still in shock. They actually said I could return it if I didn't want it. Um. Noooooooo.
It's not just that my friends are so generous, which they are, but they're so incredibly thoughtful. It blows me away to be the object of such love and concern and care. It's frustrating because I feel like I'm not expressing what I'm feeling exactly. Like I've detailed it all out, but it's flat somehow.
But I feel like things are going to be okay. That I'm going to be okay. And wow, my friends love me. Could I be more spoiled?
I drove home and called Stace back to tell her about the camera and we ended up watching House of The Horse Lords from the RotK dvd. Every time Karl Urban appeared, Stace would chirp: "TEETH!" and I would moan ecstatically. It was just as wonderful as she'd promised. We hung up at 11, because we both needed sleep before our early mornings. But um. Now it's 12:30am and I'm still awake. Still marveling over my new toys. Knowing that it doesn't matter how tired I am tomorrow. It's basically Friday and I have a long weekend ahead of me to enjoy.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone!
And they make me very very sappy, so let's just tuck this behind a cut, eh?
I missed Sarah at work today. Work was fine, but it lacked the added mirth of having Sarah sit directly behind me and crack up at my very obvious postural changes. Apparently when I work, I have a stick up my ass and am somewhat rigid. When I stop to shoot her an 'instant-email' I slouch and tilt my head to the side.
I gave my official notice at work today and had to run to Bellevue on my lunch hour to sign paperwork and show proof of degrees and stuff. It was a hectic hour, but it made me feel very good. Good to have this new job ahead of me and good to be back on the playing field in terms of my career.
I know it's not Christmas yet, but since I won't be actually celebrating it doing anything, presents are opened AT WILL.
Around 2pm I got my UPS package that Amy sent and set it on my desk and I kept squirming because I was dying to open it, but couldn't really do that at work. 5pm finally came and I bolted to my car, and drove home. Kissed Hobbes hello and clawed the package open. She got me Season 1 West Wing!!!!!! The timing is perfect. I've spent my breaks at work (and the slow periods between processing) reading Television Without Pity recaps of The West Wing. All day!! All month!! I bought Judy this for Christmas last year, and have coveted it since. I kept almost buying it, but then putting it off since I have most of the first season episodes taped. I was going to borrow it THIS WEEKEND. But I own it now! It's MINE!! With all the extras! And omg! I immediately called and left a deafeningly shriek-y message on her machine.
After all these years of friendship and gifts exchanged, Amy can still wow me with her thoughtfulness. She even had Murphy (her adorable puppy) send Hobbes some kitty treats. Isn't that the sweetest thing ever???
Stacey and I had another marathon phone conversation today. We both marvel at the fact that even after a decade of friendship, we can still ramble on the phone for hours and hours. Stacey's gift this year is FOUR MONTHS of Netflix. Her card affectionately chirped, "At least I can help with bills!" The cute story behind this is--Stace was going to get me TiVo. She was all set. But then she didn't, because she was worried the monthly TiVo charges would be an added burden to my strapped finances. Plus, Stace and I have a special bond over our Netflix glee. We're both avid movie watchers and wait worshipfully for our red envelopes of joy. Stace finally got my cookie tin and made the biggest fuss over it. Seriously, she makes as big of a deal over it as my parents do. I felt bashfully proud. The way you did when you got a star on a school project and took it home and your mom fussed over it like it was the Nobel. Her gift is delayed in the mail, but will hopefully get there soon, dammit.
Ellie found this gorgeous black, quilted (but not poofy quilted) vest--lined in red silk. It's dramatic, and stylish and exquisite. I'm afraid it's more stylish than I can carry off, but it fits beautifully and I modeled it for Judy who says it makes me look elegant. I'd rather hide in track pants and tees forever, but Ellen has been working on coaxing me out. What really touched me about this was how excited Ellie was about it. She apparently saw some woman wearing this and thought it would look good on me. When I called to thank her, she was SO FREAKING ADORABLE. She was so excited about it and so hopeful that I'd like it. (And really, how could I not? It's beautiful.) She promised to come with me to find something to wear with it. Also, she says I can wear it with jeans, so that made me happy. No fussy slacks pour moi. Ellie is the one responsible for getting rid of my 10 year old Doc Martens and putting me into some really gorgeous footwear.
Around 8pm I set out for Judy's. We were going to exchange presents tonight since she's going to LA to be with her parents (and Ellie and Jeff) for the weekend. I got her striped purple socks (because she loves purple, and I hate it, so this is the best proof of my love) and a red/cream fleece pullover from Eddie Bauer. I also got her a subscription to SiP--which I'm always a little unsure of. We don't discuss it much so I'm not sure if she likes it or is indulging me--but she swears she loves it. She really loved the pullover. In fact she shrieked, stripped, and tugged it on right there in the living room. You have to love Judy. She said the striped socks actually perfectly match her new scarf and she jumped around shrieking over them. Ahhh she cracks me up.
Then she said that John was picking up my present. That it was a combination birthday and Christmas gift. She was so funny... she said that they didn't think it would get here in time, so she printed a picture of it and put it in a box. She said that she and John have been so worried about me, that I've been so unhappy lately, that they really wanted to get me something as a symbol of good times ahead, something to inspire new beginnings and new hope. So, being the emotional triscuit that I am, I started to tear up and was frankly terrified of what was in the box.
I opened it carefully, and rolled up inside was a picture of a Canon Powershot A400 Digital Camera. I've longed for a digital camera for ages and kept putting off buying one. She hugged me and said that I could take pictures of all my friends, and have memories of all the good times we have, and will continue to have. I kept saying it was too much. She kept shaking her head. She said John really wanted to get me an Ipod but they decided that this was something I'd wanted for so long. So John did all the research in their new house on dial-up, fidgeting to get the specs/images to come up. So we'd just finished crying and hugging when John came home and I tackled him at the door. The camera is GORGEOUS, by the way. It's shiny and silver and metallic blue and I actually am still in shock. They actually said I could return it if I didn't want it. Um. Noooooooo.
It's not just that my friends are so generous, which they are, but they're so incredibly thoughtful. It blows me away to be the object of such love and concern and care. It's frustrating because I feel like I'm not expressing what I'm feeling exactly. Like I've detailed it all out, but it's flat somehow.
But I feel like things are going to be okay. That I'm going to be okay. And wow, my friends love me. Could I be more spoiled?
I drove home and called Stace back to tell her about the camera and we ended up watching House of The Horse Lords from the RotK dvd. Every time Karl Urban appeared, Stace would chirp: "TEETH!" and I would moan ecstatically. It was just as wonderful as she'd promised. We hung up at 11, because we both needed sleep before our early mornings. But um. Now it's 12:30am and I'm still awake. Still marveling over my new toys. Knowing that it doesn't matter how tired I am tomorrow. It's basically Friday and I have a long weekend ahead of me to enjoy.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone!
