Hold on Loosely

So, he didn’t call and it’s nearly 3 AM there. Two days. Feeling barfy now.

I KNOW the internet is probably out but just let me be neurotic!!

*stoops to sister texting*

Gah I’m dumb.

Edit: He emailed me. I was being dumb… but it’s okay.

So, this is the post that I started when we were still in the first half of the week. I didn’t want to rewrite it to change things and add, because I like how it was, so, here goes!

Luigi just got back from the dentist… No kissing. lol. I also think his dentist used latex gloves because my face is TINGLY after our first kiss attempt.

We’re headed out to his vacation house in a few hours, our train is leaving. I get to ride a real life train! Really we’ve been riding trains all over Paris the past week, so it’ll probably be the same. We’re in first class though so it should be a great time.

What have we been doing? *big breath* EVERYTHING. The first day we hit Monet’s Gardens in Giverny with Luigi’s mom and sister. His sister left for LA the day after, she’s starting “real life,” so she was slightly nervous. That night we watched some hilarious home videos and such.

I think I’m going to go through everything super fast now. Heh. Day two Luigi’s mom dropped us off at Versailles before she left for the vacation house. Yeah, we had like six days to ourselves. WAH!! We hit the gardens first, and then the castle later. I saw the Eiffel Tower on the way back home at the train station. I tried nasty French cheeses that night… Bleh. Not a fan. lol.

Day three was Musee d’Orsay, where I saw my favorite Renoir painting. We ate in the museum and then went to the Tuileries gardens. The Tour de France was going on that day, so roads were blocked off and we had to walk pretty much the length of the Louvre to find the next open one. We had slushies! And saw the rollerbladers at a square where they apparently always go. Don’t ask me why I didn’t get pictures of that…

Day four we went to the Louvre. All day. Saw everything. Dudes, it is SO HUGE in there… We missed a lot of the second floor objects and went straight for the paintings. We were there for like five hours walking. The best part would have to be the Da Vinci paintings. I think it’s hilarious how everyone crowds around the Mona Lisa (overrated?) when the rest of his paintings are THE BEST. Whatevs. A lot of the Greek sculptures were missing, so that sucked. Afterward we did the whole Champs-Elysées (went to McDonald’s hahaha) and saw the Arc de Triomphe. Then we took the train to La Defense and watched the sunset under the Grande Arche. BIG DAY that day… We got home and had dinner with Luigi’s friend and talked music.

THEN day five we went to the Eiffel Tower and climbed the buttload of stairs. We had sammitches on the first floor and champagne on the top. SO MUCH KISSING!!!

That’s when we ran out of time for blogging. lol. Before going up the Eiffel Tower though we rode a merry-go-round and had some badass cotton candy. The rest of that day we hit Place Pigale and saw the Moulin Rouge. It’s a very *ahem* interesting street. lol. From there we walked up to Sacré-Coeur and walked through. There were no pictures inside but it was a lot more of a “church” atmosphere than Notre Dame the next day, so I would have felt bad taking pictures anyway. Kind of encroaching on people’s spiritual needs or something. After that we sat out on the gardens in front and walked back to the sex shops. lol.

Day six we got a really late start and then went to Notre Dame. We climbed to the top and took pictures of the gargoyles and the bell that is rung on very special occasions (the other ones rang several times). It was way hot on the way up but way awesome. When we got back down we went through the cathedral and took pictures of the stained glass. We had lunch in the park next door and fed the birds. By that time we were waiting around for the picnic that night and so we sat in a different park. Luigi went to get drinks and came back with raisin bread - deelicious. The crust was hard so we ended up throwing that by the bushes for the birds, but then guess what? We saw RATATOUILLE! Hehe. There were three mice fighting over the crust so I took pics of that.

The best part of the day and maybe the whole Paris trip was our picnic that night with Luigi’s family friends. We picnicked on the Seine in front of Notre Dame, it was very gorgeous. I had a lot of wine and a lot of fun. It was a very unique experience and I dunno - it was just awesome! Maybe partly from the wine. lol. Then of course the next day we headed to Luigi’s vacation house, but that’s a blog for another day.

I’m still figuring out HOW to upload photos, in the midst of packing to move into my apartment, taking care of the house in my mom’s absence, and watering the garden(s). So, I’m busy!

I was just wondering why I got incredibly tired the past few hours… And it’s because it’s 2 AM over in France and I’m still suffering jet lag. SUCKS! My layover in Chicago went through normal sleepy time and it was super sucky. My knees started quaking in the airport and I was feeling like I’d been up all night writing a paper. My chest was hurting, I had a massive headache. Luckily I took Tylenol and that helped the headache at least, but I was soo woozy and weird. That was Saturday. Sunday I just got tired and it seems like that’s happening again today.

I didn’t really notice jet lag when I got there, probably because I was just exhausted hands-down the whole first week, LOL.

My mom and sister fly out to visit my grandma tomorrow, and they might not be able to go. I wasn’t told this until TODAY, but APPARENTLY my mom was in the hospital on Saturday. Her tumors are prolapsed to the point where she had pressure on her urethra, so she couldn’t urinate. Sounds lovely, right? At first I was thankful in a way that I got a break from this shicrap but the more I’m exposed to it the more pissed I get. My little 12-year-old sister can’t get a break. My dad can’t get a break. My brother can’t. We’re sitting here worrying that she’s taking years off of her life and she’s just sitting there hating doctors for hysterectomies.

Well, maybe sometimes they’re unnecessary, but hands-down you were irresponsible with this, and you NEED one. At any rate, she got a catheter and now she’s thinking she shouldn’t go down for the wedding at all (I got a super cheap ticket by the way, so I get to go, squee!!). The tickets are non-refundable too. Personally I think if she’s having health problems maybe she SHOULD fly down so my grandma can take care of her and she can be in a city with actual health facilities.

So yeah, that’s what’s new. I need to start packing and moving into my apartment by this Saturday or so I’m hoping. Still haven’t paid August’s rent but my roommate won $15,000 in poker last month so I’m not feeling too guilty about it. OMG right?!?!

So, today I went outside and our 9th baby strawberry plant is pretty officially dead. It really breaks my heart, because it was the one that sprouted last and was cutest. It only had four leaves when we transplanted it to a bigger pot, but my mom reassured me that it would be fine.

Well, it wasn’t fine. It had a rough time with the transplant and then earlier this week there was a huge rainstorm. It wasn’t anything a big plant couldn’t handle, but the little strawberry was drowned and beat down. Afterward the leaves were browning but it still had some green potential. Now the green is gone.

I wouldn’t care so much, but these are the plants that Luigi and I planted earlier in the year. They’re our strawbabies, and it SUCKS that one is dying under my care. I suppose it could always come back. The other plant that was struggling is now sprouting new leaves so that’s good. I cut off the dead ones today. I think it was also drowned. And on the plus side, all seven other plants are doing really, really awesome.

RIP baby strawbubber.

So the trip planning is going according to schedule. I think in the back of my mind I still feel like my tickets aren’t going to be there when I go to check in. I used airfare.com and they’re like… consolidated tickets or something like that. I could confirm the United one online but the other one I’ll probably have to call about, and I dread calling. Dread.

In the process of packing today I’m hoping to clean my room and finally find my iPod cord. Wish me luck!

So, I quit the internet cold turkey over the past day. Considering how attached I have become, I surprisingly had NO withdrawals. lol. I was probably too busy having Luigi withdrawals though, so that part sucked. My brother and I spent the night at my sister’s house after a wedding Friday, but I was way smart and forgot my phone. I missed talking to him two days in a row. Totally dumb.

The wedding was really cool. We got craptacular directions to get there, and spent 45 minutes driving up and down a winding mountain trying to find it. Turns out it was right off of the main roads. The directions were way crazy down dead end roads and such. Everyone else had the same directions though, so no one missed the wedding and everyone was late.

Conditions-wise things were ideal! SO pretty. It was sunny and beautiful, and birds were chirping along with the music. Seriously I think they were. The wedding was held on a stone terrace thing, it’s really hard to describe. But it was gorgeous. I teared up pretty much the whole time because I’m ridiculous. It was a really nice wedding too, nice and small.

The reception was REALLY the amazing part. Amazing food, speeches, and all-around people. They actually took the time to assign tables so we were all sitting by people we knew and no one felt offended. The bride and groom were hilarious! Usually people say it’s supposed to be the happiest day of your life, but usually everyone is pretty mellow/happy and just glad to get it over with. At least, that’s how it has felt to me. But seriously this couple was the happiest I’d ever seen them. Especially the groom. They really were adorable.

We got a little shopping done in town for my trip, and really didn’t do much else today. Went to Sonic, which was awesome. lol. On an unrelated note: Grape juice is the best thing EVER.

So that’s where I’ve been. I spent a lot of the time trying not to feel guilty for mooching since I forgot my money at home in my purse with the cell phone.

A slight downer for the trip was my brother… He spent a lot of the time texting and acting depressed, but he doesn’t tell me what’s going on until we’re without an audience. He’s been fighting with his girlfriend nonstop. They’re finally at a wit’s end breaking point it seems. Something has to change, that’s for sure. I just hate seeing him upset. Bah.