Saturday, January 31, 2009

Six Senses Saturday

This is the first of (hopefully) a new weekly tradition for me. I stole this idea from someone else's blog (you know who you are) ;-) and modified it a little. The original was "Five Senses Friday"--I changed mine to be Six and Saturday for two reasons: 1) I felt like making it be on a Saturday would make it feel more like a week's conclusion, and 2) I wanted to add a "sixth sense"--that being my "Thoughts" for the week. So...yeah. Here goes!

Not much. I have a stuffy nose. The house gets so hot at night!! Ugh. If I turn on the fan, though, it gets too cold. There is no happy medium...

CSG food, surprisingly. Ray took me to the grill. I wasn't sure I would ever be going back to that place. The food is REALLY good though. We got Queso and Chips (a really yummy blend of three mexican white cheeses, guacamole, pico de gallo, and taco meat with home made tortilla chips!), he got a steak and salad with fries and I got a Hickory Burger with fries and onion rings....yum....

TV!! I know it may sound insignificant to some, but it's a big deal for me. Our cable service has been in and out (mostly out) since the hurricane (Ike) in September. Charter finally came out and got us all squared away. I don't know what to watch now, though....I usually stick to Comedy Central, VH1, Spike, and the FOOD Network (I freaking love cooking shows). But we have HBO and Cinemax for a year.....I'm so torn....

Squeaky breaks. It sucks. I need to get them fixed. They sound horrible.

Cold. No hot. No wait cold. Warm? Damn--freaking freezing. Lately, Texas can't make up its mind. I'm lucky to have such a resilient immune system. One day, it's "Let's go boating!" weather and the next, it's "Crap. There's frost on the windshield and I don't know where the scraper thing is...." My life is following much the same pattern....

The afore-mentioned breakup has been rethought. We had a three-day-long heart to heart. We discussed quite a bit about our frustrations and heartaches with each other. I thought long and hard and debated with myself over what decision I should make. Before Ray came and talked to me, all I could feel was anger and resentment. When I finally softened up a bit, I remembered something that I've always known--never denied, not even when I was mad at him--he really is a great person. A great man. The core of him - who he really REALLY is - is one of the very best of people. We are trying to see if we really can work. Hours-long talks have revealed quite a bit about each other. We have relaid a new foundation--one of trust and understanding. Hopefully, things will go as we plan.

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