Bridget Jones and other stuff
:: Didn't get the sunscreen all the way up my legs. Fell asleep on the beach on my stomach for TWO HOURS. Could not bend my legs for two days. My knee pits are still super red and swollen.
:: Sideswiped a taxi as I tried to get into the right turning lane. Luckily Carrie shouted out in time and I only ... um... brushed him. You knew I couldn't escape without a rental car story. YOU ALREADY KNEW THIS! Anyway, the cab driver was this awesome Indian guy with an awesome accent who was SO sweet. We left some smudges on his car and he scuffed up my passenger fender (with bright yellow paint), but all was well and he said "Thank God everyone is ok! Thank you Jesus!" in that fantastic Indian accent. Loved it. But yeah. This morning found me out there in the sun buffing the yellow off the fender. I got 99% of it off (with MUCH WORK), but there was still a scratch in the paint. We'll see if they charge me for it later. *sigh*
:: Cut my thumb with a plastic knife. Yes. I know. It's stupid. They did this awesome Iron Chef/Hunger Games activity which ended up with our team making the best salsa we could. They only gave us plastic knives to chop the veggies and I guess I was vigorous...I cut right through the rubber gloves I was wearing and bled all over the place. Awesome. Our team won for our district though. YES!
:: Left my wallet at a Chevron this morning as I was filling up the rental car before we turned it in. Didn't notice it was gone until I got to the ticket counter at the Long Beach airport. Managed to talk them into checking my bag with a letter from my brother (which had my address on it) and my rental car receipt, which had my name. Carrie ran out to make sure I didn't leave the wallet in the rental car, but no dice. I sent her to get on the plane and I caught a cab back out to the gas station to look around for my wallet. No dice again. However, I did make the cabbie come to a screeching halt multiple times as I thought I might have seen it by the side of the road (I wasn't sure if I left it on the top of the car.) But yeah, it was just humongous leaves that were the same color as my wallet. *sigh* But this was another really nice Indian cabbie. My second of the weekend. He indulged my crazy. Anyway, got back to the airport and talked them into letting me through security. luckily it was a tiny airport, so they were nice and took my meager documentation as ID. I ran through security and by the time I got to the gate, everyone knew my name and was herding me toward the door. Turns out they were holding the door of the plane open for me. But this plane wasn't connected to the terminal. Oh no. I had to RUN around and down several ramps, out onto the tarmac, and up a few more ramps to get onto the plane. Some of the flight attendants applauded when I made it in. Carrie had asked them to hold the door for me, thank heavens. Even more bizarre, was that I had my pillow as my carry on. So through all of this madness, I'm schlepping that thing around, running with it, flinging it into cabs, stuffing stuff into the pillowcase....it was an odd sight, I'm sure.
So now I am without a drivers license, debit card, MAX pass, and temple recommend. However, there was only about $3 in change in the wallet, so that was a blessing. I think I'm most distressed about my Nordstrom hosiery card. (KIDDING). I was proud of how calm I stayed. I was about to weep and wail, but I realized that I could replace all that stuff with some inconvenience and I was blessed it wasn't something more valuable. I canceled my debit card and all is ok. Carrie lost her phone in Disneyland and I think I probably WOULD have cried if that happened to me. My phone is a different story entirely. But we get her phone back safe and sound, good as new and I'm SO glad. That was one crisis avoided.
I'm not sure if the weekend was worth all of this trouble I got myself into, but I really do think it was a good idea for me to go away for a few days. I feel better, despite all the crazy that happened.
I had a huge rehearsal tonight for my final concert of the season. It was actually a wonderful time. Dr. Browne is leading this one and we're doing some music I've performed with him before. I've forgotten how much I love his rehearsals. He is so good at what he does and his old age has mellowed him out. I love it. We had a great time and BRIAN was there. My Brian who was shot with all the broken ribs not even two months ago. He was there and he looked just amazing. I knew he was going to be there and I walked in and he was standing right in my path. We just stopped and smiled at each other and he opened his arms and we had a great hug. He said in my ear "I've been wanting to give you a hug for a long time." and I had to say "Same here, dude." He was really sweet and just said that he's been waiting to be able to thank me in person for my help and yadda yadda. I was SO glad to see him. I just stared at him and was stunned at how well he looks. I grabbed him and gave him another hug and he just laughed. Seriously, miracles are real, people.
Later we were talking and he showed me the scar on his leg and told me about the bullets that are still hanging around in his shoulder and back. We were talking about TSA and how crazy that would be and then I pointed to me and said "Unleaded" and pointed to him and said "Leaded". He laughed like crazy at my stupid joke and we were dorky. I heard him sing tonight, too, as he has a solo. He sounds just as fabulous as he always has. I feel like all is right with the world again.
And now, I'm off to sleep. I may actually point out some GOOD things about my weekend away. There were good things for sure. I enjoyed myself and the weather. Ah, the weather. *sigh*
relieved
relaxed
exhausted
grateful
awake
headachy
tired
thankful


less bored






accomplished



full


excited
confused
good
amused
