Friends with words

Everybody has words they like to hear and say. I have a list of words I love; words that make me giggle or light up. There are certain words that are enjoyable to roll around the tongue. And then there are words that bothersome and you can't quite say why, they just are. I have a list of those words, too.

Words I like*:
Chockablock
Flabbergasted
Fabulous
Fantastic
Delegate

Words I don't like*:
Embarrassing
Jazzed
Handy
Delicious

Oddly enough, I have found myself saying the word "delicious" repeatedly the past couple of weeks. Everytime that word pops out of my mouth I sort of stutter and choke on the words that come after it. I'm taken aback. I always think to myself, "Why did I just say that? I hate that word, delicious." I've racked my brain trying to come up with a synonym. I'm stumped. I can't seem to come up with a word that I feel would be a fitting replacement. And now it's sort of growing on me.

Could it be that the word "delicious" is, in fact, delicious?

*These are incomplete lists, but you get the idea.

Stage Five Clinger

First, let me just say that I hate with a passion how this blog has somewhat become my dumping grounds for all things love related. That being said, I have nowhere else to dump all these stories and I can't write as fast as I type. So, here it is.

Last year I mentioned that I had a certain someone that just wouldn't take the hint and leave me alone. Our relationship ended somewhat suddenly when he decided that he would go where the wind blew him. It blew him into someone else within a week of my leaving his city.

Charming. 

One would think that if you were with someone who lights up your life there would be no need for anyone else. Apparently, this rule does not apply to free spirited people. I think this is crap. And since I hear from him once a month (like clockwork!) I wonder if his significant other is aware of this. This irritates me. It plays with my heart (even though I never respond) and it makes me sad for her.

I told this guy in no uncertain terms that we were through. We were over. No friendship. No facebook. No IM. Nothing. And yet I still hear from this player every 30 days. I've resorted to ignoring him, because it seems to be my last card to play. However, it seems to go unnoticed by him....

What to do? What to do?

This is the only the beginning, kids!

I've only been gone for a couple days now. This trip was supposed to be fun, maybe relaxing, and just a quick little get-away with maybe one or two funny stories to tell. Honestly, I don't know why I think things will go exactly as I see them in my head, because they almost never do. In fact, my life has started to resemble a weird movie that you keep watching, because you want there to be an ending that makes sense of the whole mess.

Remember this messy little treat?

The minute I got in the car to drive down to SB I had this thought: "What am I doing? Didn't I just get settled here? WHY am I leaving....again?!" I drove to the Wine Country and picked up a friend who rode the rest of the 8 hour trip with me and the first thing she said was this: "I know we live here now, but I just keep thinking, 'What am I doing?'" It was so nice to hear those four little words from someone other than my internal monologue. Many conversations about life and a few hours later, I dropped off my friend in a little town outside of SB and proceeded to drive the rest of the way by myself.

And I made it almost to the city when the truck in front of me slammed on his brakes, causing me to slam on my brakes which had coincidentally just started to sound funny in the last couple of miles. Unfortunately, my brakes didn't grab the road as well as they have before and therefore didn't stop the rest of my 2,000 pound Volvo in time. So, I quickly steered the car, that was now starting to feel more like steering a herd of cattle, around the truck....landing myself in the other lane....of oncoming traffic. Not my favorite spot to be, but the choices were oncoming traffic or driving over the edge of the cliff.

I let out a couple of exasperated choice words loud enough to hear through rolled up windows and then immediately noticed the clouds of dust in the air. My first thought was that there were rocks falling down into the road, but then I noticed the underside of the Volkswagen that had just flipped over, staring both me and the truck driver in the face.

Awesome start to the trip, right?!

There's more, but I have a lunch to get to...so stay tuned!