cindy's world

Mr. W got tickets for Pirates at lunch, for an early evening show. We’re gonna try to catch the Pirates ride at Disneyland early tomorrow, like at 8am, when the park opens. Anyone who wants to come early, you’re welcome to, but otherwise we’re still meeting at the agreed-upon time and place. The scavenger hunt list has been prepared and printed. I think you’d like the prize. I wanted the prize to be that winner gets to smooch Mr. W, but he refused. Well, I can’t very well offer that winner gets to smooch ME, cuz what if a guy wins? That’d be cheating.

My horoscope today says:
As the Moon leaves Scorpio this morning your optimism returns, helping you to overcome your serious emotions. Normally you might choose to keep your feelings to yourself as you process them, but now it is imperative for you to share your experiences with those close to you. If you can let others know what you need, you may be pleasantly surprised with the response.

Hmm. Lemme see…what do I need, what do I neeeeeed? I need some love, I think. Those of you whom I’ll see on Saturday, be prepared to spread the love! Unless I’m in an antisocial mood by then. In that case, just say hey and give me my space.

Actually, I do physically feel better. I was having problems for weeks that peaked last nite and I decided to do a meditation that’s always worked in the past for repairing my bodily blues. Wouldn’t ya know it, it worked.

We’re going to work half an hour into lunch today, but with that sacrifice, we’re going to have the afternoon free. My judge has a funeral to attend in the afternoon. I’ll probably use the time to catch an early movie after work, i.e. Pirates of the Caribbean II: Dead Man’s Chest, before going on the revamped ride tomorrow at Disneyland so I could understand the changes.

Being in an exhausted, bad mood this evening, I called my childhood friend for a reason to ditch jujitsu again, for the 3rd month in a row. She said she was getting off work at 8:30-ish and wanted to meet up for Korean tofu after that so I can meet her new boyfriend. She said if I don’t feel like going to class, just relax and do whatever it takes to make me happy and she’ll call me after work. I must’ve been too relaxed because I fell asleep in front of the TV and even tho I assumed the house phone ringing would wake me up, it didn’t. I woke up on my own at just before 11:30p and was shocked I didn’t hear my phone ringing, and went upstairs to check my cell phone. I’d missed 3 calls from her. I called her back and she insisted on still meeting up, since the Korean tofu place is open 24 hours, and I finally agreed after lots of persuading from her even tho as I told her it’s late and I need to work the next morning. She said she was gonna finish making out with her new boyfriend and she’ll call me when they leave, saying they wouldn’t be too long. It’s been an HOUR. I’ve changed, put my face back on and I’m sitting here, and I’m thinking I’m gonna call her back and tell her I’m going to bed. She probably fell asleep, considering she was complaining about being drunk while on the phone earlier.

Ya know, when it rains, it pours. When work goes crazy, this would be the day that random stuff gets assigned to me to overlap the existing stuff, and the jury hangs but then changes its mind and decides it has a verdict at 4pm so that we’re totally running late (court normally recesses at 4p so we have an hour to get our stuff done), and this would also be the day I’m trying to juggle 2 jury trials. And to really put a nice spike into the shoe that’s kicking me already, this is also the day I get my feelings hurt by someone who could’ve made my day had things been done differently. Instead, I’m kicked and then left alone to bleed.

Hmm. Why does this sound familiar? Men are so oblivious to how far a little comfort and commiseration could go in their favor. Aren’t we entitled to getting upset over something small when we’re having bad days already? Can’t men just give us a hug and stroke our hair and tell us it’s going to be better soon, instead of getting all touchy and adding to the stress?

At least I got a 3.25 mile run in during lunch, despite the fact that court ran late into lunch, too.

Despite having a lazy workday, I was able to be productive after work. With my judge’s and my bailiff’s Bed, Bath & Beyond gift cards that they got for my birthday, I purchased a new Hoover bagless vacuum cleaner. My Fantom Fury had finally had its last suck before the roller fell apart. Oh, and all 4 rubber bands I’d bought for it last year broke, too. I was saddened to replace the Fury, the best vacuum cleaner I’d ever used, but was happy that the new one was lighter, more compact, and had the same amps of suction. I was finally able to do the stairs easily, because the Hoover has a stair cleaner handle grip that allows for better leaned-back manueverability. Oh, and the suction on the hose attachment was shockingly strong. That’ll suck up ants no problem!

After vacuuming the house, I went to belly dancing, week 2. Vanessa was there, having missed last week’s first class, but she did fine; the choreography wasn’t difficult, and we caught up with each other and had fun. After class, we went to get chicken rice soup to go at one of my favorite Thai restaurants, and upon returning her to her car, Vanessa gave me my birthday present. Yay, more presents! She got me a pretty journal, a white Happy Bunny wifebeater, and a teal and pink Happy Bunny tank and boxer set. Happy Bunny on the pajama set says “You’d be cooler if you were me.” I love Happy Bunny!

When I came to work this morning, there was another present on my desk from a coworker, another Bed, Bath & Beyond giftcard (I love that store, it has EVERYTHING). Birthday months are great! I should drag it out more often. The celebration begins right around the birthday and if I don’t do an event until weeks after the date, then it goes on till then! This Saturday: Disneyland! Yay!

I am so lethargic. How do I wake up? Aside from taking drugs, I mean. I got enough sleep last nite, went to bed about 10:30p, and but I so did not want to get out of bed. Didn’t drag my butt out until almost 7a. And at lunch my legs were too heavy to work out at the gym, so I went and got a salad, after the consumption of which I took a 2o minute nap. Now I want to sleep again. I wonder what it is. Maybe it’s just hormonal. Maybe I’m just bored, listening to this petty theft trial while doing overcomplicated divorce cases at my desk.

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I had a low-key July 3rd evening. We watched a city firework show from the rooftop of a building, just me, Mr. W, his daughter and her girl friend, my gym trainee and her son. Later on, a coworker of Mr. W’s showed up with his wife. We laid a couple of sturdy army blankets on the edge of the roof and laid on it on our stomachs, peering over the edge at the many many people at the Independence Day event below, and sitting up staring into the night sky for the fireworks show. We brought fold-up chairs, cheese and crackers, wine, chips and dip, and a sushi platter. There was oohs, aahs, and inappropriate jokes. Okay, the inappropriate jokes came largely from me. All right, exclusively from me. I had a good time.

Happiness is…

* great lunch at a favorite Japanese curry restaurant
* dessert at Golden Spoon: peanut butter and Heath chocolate frozen yogurt
* feeding brine shrimp to fishies
* a 4-mile walk through parks, a beautiful neighborhood and a gorgeous fountainesque golf course
* all-natural homemade smoothie and popcorn for dinner
* dinner while watching “Friends” on DVD
* all of the above while laughing with your boyfriend, who put up a photo collage of you in a frame and hung it in the hall this afternoon

At dinner w/my parents earlier:

Me: Look, this is my new phone! (handing her my new Nokia 6102i)
Mom: Ooh, how pretty! See my phone. (showing me up with her Motorola Razr)

Just now w/W:

Me: (handing him newly-developed photos of me that he’d wanted) What’re you gonna do with these?
W: Play with myself with ’em.
Me: …Aren’t you afraid of papercuts?

Yesterday after work, I went to meet up with a couple of my coworkers who regularly have an Outback Steakhouse happy hour on Fridays. It turns out that they actually invited the courthouse to a surprise birthday party for me on the outdoor patio deck. There was a huge cake, flowers, those blower noisemaker things (except they didn’t make noise), presents. Bailiffs, reporters, courtroom clerks, clerks’ office clerks, law clerks, family members of people were in attendance. I felt special. Except for the fact that Mr. W refused to attend because he wanted to sit around the house all day and night, even tho he was off from work the whole week. Aside from that breaking my heart, I felt truly special. It has really been a great 29th year for me. My life had taken a 180-degree turn for the better, and I am so grateful for the people around me. The old friends who continue their support and whom I’ve gotten closer to, the new friends I’d made in the last year who’ve become my close friends today. It’s enough to make me shed a tear, man. *sniff* Thanks for putting that together for me, coworker Sandy!

Tonight: birthday dinner with my parents at Chomp sushi.