Wednesday, August 31, 2011

conversations normal people probably do not have



Jamie: How did you get that gash on your leg?

Me: From a candle at Target

--silence—

Jamie: Um, can you elaborate please?

Me: Yeah, a candle fell off the shelf and gashed my leg, hurt like hell

Jamie: First how does a candle just fall? Did you touch it? And second, how does a cylinder candle do that kind of damage?

Me: Well the candle was in a box, I guess I should have said that part and no I didn’t touch it!

--silence—

Me: Ok, maybe I touched it.

Jamie: Mmmmhmmm that’s what I thought… and what’s the cut on your stomach from?

Me: What cut? Oh the one here (pointing to the cut right above my belly button)?

Jamie: Yeah, that one, whats that from? Target as well?

Me: Target? Don’t be silly! That one is from when I stabbed myself with a knife in my belly, remember?

Jamie: Oh yeah, I remember. Different from the time you almost stabbed me with a knife when I was grilling?

Me: Yeah that was two different days. I almost stabbed you the day after I actually stabbed me.

--silence—

Me: So the conclusion of this story is, you are clearly safe from danger. Me, not so much.

Jamie: Ok, no more knives for you. Or wine glasses, since you have managed to break all of those.

Me: Why no more wine glasses? They aren’t ALL broken!

Jamie: How many do we have?

Me: Like 4

Jamie: How many did we start with?

Me: 22

Jamie: Yeah, my point exactly.

Monday, August 22, 2011

if i could sing, i'd sing this to you

I sleep to the sound of your comfort.
Where I find comfort in your comfort.
The sun cast on your smile wakes me.
Thoughts of you congest my mind.
Love floods the veins to my heart.
My soul is alive.
My days are envious of my nights,
for my nights are surrounded by your presence.
In love comes trial,
but none that we can not face together,
none that we can not conquer.
Tears fall both in joy and pain;
both prove life is present.
Our love has depth and ease.
Our bond is rare.
Our foundation sturdy,
yearning for the structure we will build.
My eyes look forward to our future.
My feet rest for the long journey we create.
My embrace cherishes your embrace.
My body aches for your warmth and my lips for your taste.
I am rich with bliss.
I am poor of envy,
for I have everything.
I sleep to the sound of your comfort.
Where I find comfort in your comfort.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

steel city


















So I know everyone is sick of hearing me go on and on about California… People are like “You left, move on with your life, get over it!” (actually no one has said that to me, but I feel like someone should)


There has been a lot of good that has come out of being home so far. So I am going to take this time to be thankful…

I am thankful….

That I have been able to drive down country roads that take me home to West Virginia for Sunday dinner. I could go without the calories but I can never get enough of things my dad says (I would never say “sh!t my dad says” because after they came out with that God awful show I don’t want to compare my dad to William Shatner, plus they look nothing alike and I am sure William doesn’t play the bagpipes in a kilt)

That I have been able to save money in rent but NOT in car insurance (I would go on and on about how much more expensive car insurance is out here rather than in CA but this post is supposed to be about positive things not negative, so I will save that for the next time I am shitting on living in PA:) ) (and NO this is pre 2 accidents in one week, I can’t wait to see what post 2 accidents in one week car insurance is like)

That I have been able to spend more time with my younger siblings. Yeah I may be a decade plus older than them (ooooh shit, I said it… Im old), but they remind me of my youth and remind me of how freaking grateful I am to NOT be a teenager anymore, oh the drama…

That Jamie and I have been able to upgrade from 700 sq ft to 1400 sq ft, which allows me more room to buy and store more unnecessary things.

For the football season that is about to happen… GO STEELERS!

That I have been able to spend more time with my dearest friend Ali, it has been a blessing being able to see her more in the past 5 months than in the last 5 years… I love you Miss Ali : ) Let the good times roll…


I am thankful for our friends here in this great city and I am thankful that all of our families are closer and I am so very thankful that my fiancé and I are able to grow in our relationship and are able to share this special time in our life here, at home <3


So for all of that Pittsburgh, I thank you :)



*I have to add:

Thank you Mama Koay for always having the most entertaining and hilarious stories to tell about work ( what I would do to follow you around for one full day at Fairmont General :))

Thank you Mom for sharing all of your wisdom and knowledge (how on earth you know so much about the most random things is beyond me (and kinda scary), but thank you for sharing)

and

Thank you Batman, for filming your movie here. That’s kinda cool…

Monday, August 8, 2011

going going back back to Cali Cali



Thank you Biggie, for giving everyone in the world a song to reference when heading to the great state of California.

San Diego, I am tired of missing you, I will be seeing you over Labor Day.
xoxoxox - Rai

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

California Dreamin'


I’ve realized that moving is kinda like going through a tough break-up.









I gave San Diego almost 6 years of my life, which other than growing up in Wild Wonderful West Virginia, that’s the longest I have ever stayed in one place… Which only means I loved it, I loved it a lot.

I still love it.

Just like a break-up, I long for the good memories we used to share and I dream about sitting on the beach, toes in the sand, Corona in one hand, watching the sunset (which is weird because I never even did this living by the beach and we haven’t been allowed to drink on the beach in years and even when we were, we weren’t allowed glass bottles and I just cant see myself buying cans of Corona... Now that I think about it, this dream is very unrealistic. But then again, it is only a dream; dreams are allowed to be unrealistic, right?). I also break out into impromptu crying any time a song comes on the radio that reminds me of California (which is basically every song I listen to). I’ve lost weight (which is great, I get to be on the break-up diet without actually going through a real break-up) and I think about driving by my old house in the middle of the night and throwing a brick through the window saying “TAKE THAT HOUSE! Take that for letting me move, you bastard!!(I would totally never do that to an ex-boyfriend by the way, this is all figuratively speaking. Plus it’s a 3 and half day drive to my old apartment and frankly, I just don’t have that kind of time. and gas prices are way high right now and even though I have a hybrid I really don’t want to put that many miles on my new car already). I miss the friends we used to share and the love of avocados, it was a real connection we had...

I miss you San Diego.

I miss your smell and your warm embrace. It wasn’t you, it was me. If you ever want to take me back, I am ready to come back home now…

Love,

Rai