The weekend was decently productive-- Friday was a really good day for me as I worked on things and finally felt like I truly had the motivation I used to access all the time. I was driven.. couldn't get enough.. and e-mailed and took care of things like crazy. I also ended up making myself a to do list about a mile long, but hey I can whittle away at it.
All weekend I was house-sitting so I cleaned the litter box, walked a golden retriever and watered flowers quite a bit. It was nice to have to do these things--makes me feel at home and like I'm doing my part or contributing in some way.
On Saturday afternoon Ethan and Eddie drove up from Shelbyville and met me at Ashley's apartment. We went out for Mexican food at Puerto Vallarta and then went back to swim and watch the Last Samurai. Swimming was a blast, especially being carried around by the guys and attempting to dunk Ethan. (sorry babe... I love you :) ) The Last Samurai was a good movie, but I hate war and it made me cry. I can't even imagine.
After the movie we went to walk the dog and I forgot doggie bags for the poop scoop so we kept having to go back to the house to get plastic sacks and then going back to the yards we left surprises in. It was quite humorous. From the dog walk we went over to 96th street and miniature golfed at Pirate's Cove. The weather was gorgeous even though it was a little toasty out and I really enjoyed mini golf. For once, I actually beat Ethan. Even if it wasn't by a lot.. it was still a victory well-deserved after my lack of talent in Risk displayed earlier in the week. We have this bet where whoever wins buys dinner (because we fight over who pays.. silly.. i know :) but sweet ) and I finally was able to pay for a meal! The best part of the mini golf experience was near the end when Ethan was hoping to be incredibly lucky, and the stereo system started playing a song that said "I need a miracle." It was fabulous. Haha. I was laughing inside as I thought about how well it applied to the situation, and then laughed out loud when Ethan verbalized that he was thinking that. Crazy! One more thing I should mention about mini golf is that Eddie was the only one to get a hole-in-one. Yay Eddie!
After putting around at Pirate's cove we went to the domino's in Broad Ripple and picked up a pizza and then walked to Marsh to get ice cream and Pepsi to go with it. Ethan was beat up by the door of my Santa Fe and we almost had to do first aid on his eyebrow before our grocery run. He's tough though and dealt with it very well. I just wanted to kiss it and make it better, but I think it'll heal without me.
With all of our food in hand we headed back to the apartment and Ethan tried his best to save the ice cream from melting and even caught the corner drips. Lol. I think he just wanted the ice cream...
After pizza and ice cream we watched the Truman Show and hit the hay. I couldn't sleep so I stayed up to read Di's thesis-- I love it. I read for quite awhile and then finally went to bed too. Sunday morning Ethan and Eddie and I went to Eagle Creek park to walk around and explore. Ever since I've been back from Europe I have an obsession with nature and attribute it completely to Goldsmith's class. I can't get enough. I could spend all day walking around out in the woods.. especially if there is water to walk along. We went to the marina and watched some people push out canoes and others prepare to sail. Ethan was really interested in fishing... we'll have to go some time. I'd love to go. It's been such a long time. I want to go boating.. so bad! I almost talked Ethan and Eddie into canoeing, but we decided to wait until our next visit. The boys didn't want the boat to tip. After the pool I don't know how much they trusted me. :) I don't know why that is. I really wanted to stick my feet in the water and there wasn't any swimming allowed near the marina so we drove to the swimming beach. There were some company picnics being held and we saw a really neat old fire truck, but the swimming beach was behind a fence and they were charging like $3 for each adult. Bummer. We passed, especially since we didn't have our suits, and instead got back in the car and followed the signs back to what was supposed to be Lilly Lake. I must admit--- it looked like Lilly pond. It was teency weency for a body of water. We walked on a little path around the lakepond and admired the people fishing. Once we'd made our way around on the little trail, Chief Many Shades (Ethan has a lot of different tan lines from coaching) led us back up to the car and we went to find a place to eat. We ventured over to 38th street and ended up at Burger King because Eddie was craving a hamburger. I tried their veggie burger, but was disappointed.. and ended up not wasting calories eating the second half of it. Ethan did the same with his chicken sandwich. Not a BK day I suppose. I did enjoy the lemon icee I had though, and Ethan seemed to like the apple pie even though it looked nothing like the picture. I told him he should go to the counter and put his fork down and tell them it just wasn't the same as that large piece of sweetness on the poster. We laughed, but he ate it anyways.
After BK we took 465 to the apartments and packed things up. We watched a little history channel and some sharp shooters and then it was time to go. I needed to let out the dog, and the guys needed to head down to Shelbyville. I had so much fun over the course of the weekend and didn't want to leave. My emotions were all over the place and I sucked in the tears to give the guys hugs, but let them flow when I got in my car. Radio on. Volume up. Sometimes the extremity of things feels good.
I got to the Harvey's house and called Ethan and apologized for being so weird about the goodbye. I get so sad when he's going to leave and then when I realize how sad I am I get angry at myself for being silly because I've already been sure to check when I am going to see him next and should be able to handle it. It's a strange run of emotions. I've just always been big on understanding that I am responsible for making myself happy and taken the standpoint that anyone else having an influence on my happiness is just adding icing to the cake. That being said, I feel like I shouldn't be so upset to see him leave. It makes me feel silly. Anyways, the facts are.. I am happy... on my own.. and even happier with him. He compliments and adds so much to my everything. I just love sharing moments with him and when I get used to that.. it's hard to go on a walk by myself and not have someone to turn to and laugh with about the thought that just popped in my head. I called him. I apologized. Somehow he understood more than I ever thought he would. I love him.
Finally it was time to get to work.... and so I did....
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