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I've been in a restless mood the past day or two.
At work yesterday, I just wanted to be out of there. And it wasn't a bad day or anything, just a little slow, and believe me, the AC was beautiful compared to the air outside, and still, I just wanted to run screaming out the doors.
Karen and I went downtown last night and went swing dancing, and it was amazing. The lesson was fun, and the people were all great. Some were better dancers than others, but either way, we were all out there, dancing and having fun, making small talk. I felt like an adult. It's still a new feeling for me.
It was at this nice restuarant, using the downstairs, where the bar is. It had this really nice fenced in courtyard outside. The sad thing was that after a night of dancing, I was dripping sweat, and walked outside at 11:30 at night, and it was hotter outside. Not fair at all.
The restaurant was this spanish place. The do ballroom dancing one other night a week, and the rest of the time, it's apparently a big salsa place. One the weekends, my dad says it's packed, latin music pouring out. I liked it a lot. Just... one of those places, you walk in and say, "yeah. This is cool."
So that was an excellent time, and then today I slept in, picked peaches, and watched "Fried Green Tomoatoes." I read the book at the beginning of the summer, and liked it a lot, so I figured I'd try the movie. I didn't connect the name, so I was surprised to see Mary-Louise Parker as Ruth. I always associate her with Angels in America, though now she's got that TV show about selling weed, or something. Anyway. I liked her. And whoever plays Idgie is really cute. And Kathy Bates is always wonderful.
I'm a little peeved about the liberties taken in the movie, as I usually am with a book to movie transition, but on the whole, I like it. I want an icon that says, "Lesbian Foodfight." I also think I need to reread the book now, or maybe just get my own damn copy. It's got all of my issues rolled into one, so I think it's worth owning.
You've got lesbians and girl friendship, southern living, female empowerment, and fear of marriage and being trapped in marriage.
So I was happily watching that, and then my mom came in and wanted me to sit outside in the 103 degree weather with her. I told her as nicely as I could that I would rather stay in the AC, and she looked disappointed, even though I've been trying to go out with her lately, to give her some mother/daughter time.
When she came in, she yelled at Alex and I for a mess she admitted she knew Sarah had made in the basement. As restless as I was already feeling, that just shoved me over into full out, I NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL NOW mode. So I put on my roadtrip music, and here I am. Restless.
I just hit the one month mark until I'm back in MN, and I got my orientation leader info, and a letter from Abby and work this year, so all of these things just have me itching to go.
I'm going to miss home. Being away taught me how much I love my state, just how pretty it is. And as much as I love my MN friends, and am pretty much counting days till I see them again, I still don't miss them with the bone-deep longing I miss my MD friends when I'm away. They're a part of me. So I know I'm going to miss them again when I leave, but... I feel trapped here. I think it's living at home. I can't wait to get back to dorms, to city living, to having things to do all the time, and feeling like I have a purpose in life again.
Bah. So many song lyrics I could use here. Well, I guess this is what ( LJ cuts are for )
At work yesterday, I just wanted to be out of there. And it wasn't a bad day or anything, just a little slow, and believe me, the AC was beautiful compared to the air outside, and still, I just wanted to run screaming out the doors.
Karen and I went downtown last night and went swing dancing, and it was amazing. The lesson was fun, and the people were all great. Some were better dancers than others, but either way, we were all out there, dancing and having fun, making small talk. I felt like an adult. It's still a new feeling for me.
It was at this nice restuarant, using the downstairs, where the bar is. It had this really nice fenced in courtyard outside. The sad thing was that after a night of dancing, I was dripping sweat, and walked outside at 11:30 at night, and it was hotter outside. Not fair at all.
The restaurant was this spanish place. The do ballroom dancing one other night a week, and the rest of the time, it's apparently a big salsa place. One the weekends, my dad says it's packed, latin music pouring out. I liked it a lot. Just... one of those places, you walk in and say, "yeah. This is cool."
So that was an excellent time, and then today I slept in, picked peaches, and watched "Fried Green Tomoatoes." I read the book at the beginning of the summer, and liked it a lot, so I figured I'd try the movie. I didn't connect the name, so I was surprised to see Mary-Louise Parker as Ruth. I always associate her with Angels in America, though now she's got that TV show about selling weed, or something. Anyway. I liked her. And whoever plays Idgie is really cute. And Kathy Bates is always wonderful.
I'm a little peeved about the liberties taken in the movie, as I usually am with a book to movie transition, but on the whole, I like it. I want an icon that says, "Lesbian Foodfight." I also think I need to reread the book now, or maybe just get my own damn copy. It's got all of my issues rolled into one, so I think it's worth owning.
You've got lesbians and girl friendship, southern living, female empowerment, and fear of marriage and being trapped in marriage.
So I was happily watching that, and then my mom came in and wanted me to sit outside in the 103 degree weather with her. I told her as nicely as I could that I would rather stay in the AC, and she looked disappointed, even though I've been trying to go out with her lately, to give her some mother/daughter time.
When she came in, she yelled at Alex and I for a mess she admitted she knew Sarah had made in the basement. As restless as I was already feeling, that just shoved me over into full out, I NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL NOW mode. So I put on my roadtrip music, and here I am. Restless.
I just hit the one month mark until I'm back in MN, and I got my orientation leader info, and a letter from Abby and work this year, so all of these things just have me itching to go.
I'm going to miss home. Being away taught me how much I love my state, just how pretty it is. And as much as I love my MN friends, and am pretty much counting days till I see them again, I still don't miss them with the bone-deep longing I miss my MD friends when I'm away. They're a part of me. So I know I'm going to miss them again when I leave, but... I feel trapped here. I think it's living at home. I can't wait to get back to dorms, to city living, to having things to do all the time, and feeling like I have a purpose in life again.
Bah. So many song lyrics I could use here. Well, I guess this is what ( LJ cuts are for )
