I am a far cry better than I was Friday night, that’s for sure. But still, the cold is in its last stages with an unflattering cough and chapped nose. Sometimes when I have to blow my nose, I am forced to muster all the strength in my entire body to expel the mucus. It’s like that mucus has a life force all its own. A death grip inside my body. I still feel very tired. Who knew blowing ones nose could be so exhausting?
I bet you’re tired of hearing about mucus. Soon it will all be over my pretties. I promise.
Despite the lingering head cold from hell, I had a great weekend. I put up some holiday decorations and rearranged my furniture (this is fun for me) while the snow flurries blew outside. I napped, watched bad TV, listened to Christmas music and cleaned my house. It felt good to just do whatever I wanted. Then the Fella came over and we walked around the corner to the soul food restaurant, sat side by side watching the snow fall, shared our food, and generally acted like one of those couples that makes people go “awww” and simultaneously puke in their mouths a little. We’re downright moony and it is fine by me. I rather like it, truth be told. We went back home, snuggled on the couch and read some poetry to each other. It just sort of . . . happened but we laughed about being so bohemian. What else was there to do when we discovered we had a mutual love of e.e. cummings?
Sunday we awoke to snow falling which made me giddy as a little kid. To the Fella, snow conjures memories of shoveling it, growing up in Pennsylvania. To me, snow is magical because growing up in Silicon Valley (before it was even called that) there was no snow unless we drove for hours to it. The rest of the day was a blur of football and french toast and Christmas shopping. It’s been a very, very, very long time since I’ve been in a “couple” and I have to say, I’m rather liking it this go ’round. There’s something to be said for having someones hand to hold, someone to laugh with and sing cheesy songs with and kiss whenever I feel like it (that’s a lot). In a nutshell? He makes me incredibly happy.
“Singing in the shower/Laughing by the hour/Life is such a breezy game/I love all kinds of weather/As long as we’re together/Oh I love to hear you say my name/I love good wine, fine cuisine/Candlelight I love the scene/Cause baby if you know just what I mean/I love being here with you. . .” -I Love Being Here With You, Diana Krall