10 September
Well, I found out yesterday the biggest drawback to getting up at a quarter to one in the afternoon, you lose the sun!
My little routine has been get up, get breakfast, watch The Today Show and Cooking Live and The Price is Right and then maybe the news, and then, if it's a nice day, I'll go outside and bask in the sun like a toad.
I never realized before that I'm such a solar creature--like the panels outside my Mom's house, if I don't get the sun, then the energy just ain't there. Also, I love giving the cats a chance to bask themselves, Monty especially really improves and seems less like the elderly, million-year-old cat that he is while trotting around the garden and chasing butterflies.
But all this happens when I get up around 9a. Sleeping half the day away means that when I'm done puttering around and want to go outside, the sun has left the backyard. I went out yesterday at around 3.15p or so, and I did get to have the sun on my face and shoulders for half an hour or so by moving my chair to the bottom of the garden. And anyone who has ever seen my backyard would laugh their asses off at the term "bottom of the garden".
As somebody who never watches reality TV (which explains why I was so innocently shocked about how incredibly un-real The Restaurant was), I've watched an awful lot of documentaries about reality TV lately.
Last week there was the E True Hollywood Story about The Real World, a show that I have never seen a single frame of, but I found the two hour show about the show to be completely riveting.
I told Omar afterwards that if The Real World wanted a real ratings-grabber, they should have him, me, his wife, his boyfriend, his latest ex, his ex that he still lives with and his cousin. Omar would have a stroke from the stress of spending six months in a house with six people who coveted him and hated each other as much as we all do (except for the ex with whom he still lives, who hates him, but that's just for drama), but my God, that'd be some great TV.
Yesterday I watched the new Bravo series The Reality of Reality, which was great. What is really going on behind everything is far more interesting than the shows themselves.
I got this email from my friend Andria in New Mexico yesterday, and it moved me so much that I got permission to reprint it:
"Your documenting of the arc of falling in love like this... it's something that plenty of us do and have done. But with -you-, it comes after eight or however many years of watching you floss your teeth and paint your toenails and ride the van into Manhattan, while -aching- -daily- for just this. And that we all get to be along for the ride now that it's finally happening is just the most awesome thing.
"Thank you!
"If your journal was a movie, and it ended -today- -- with the future wide-open and unanswered, but with an unquestionably happy ending (a feel-good movie!) -- the final moment would be you closing down your computer just as Omar called from the other room,
Thank you, Andria, and everyone else who wrote me after yesterday's entry. Thanks for your positivity that everything will turn out the way that it's supposed to. I hope so, too.
Today's
horoscope:
Right now, your inbox is overflowing. Some new friends send conflicting messages. Start enjoying this situation and there's a good chance that it will improve.
One year ago today:
I think I'll go for my birthday, Lucy says that August is a great time to visit Iceland. I can't wait! Of course, seeing as it's a year from now, I'll certainly have to.
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