So where did I leave off ... March 5, 2006 - wow. I can't believe it's 2008, which means that it's almost two years since that day.
So March 5th, let's see, I had just moved in with some new roommates after my recovery from my surgery. One of which I was very good friends with in college, and the other two I was friendly with, but we ran in different circles. I was very happy living with them and very excited about my date. It was really one of the first times I had every been on a "date" if you will. Sure, I'd gone out with boys plenty, but usually it was much more casual. This day had been set for at least a week, and we were going to a fancy restaurant for restaurant week!! (where they have reduced priced menus at really nice places) I hadn't had a chance to look at the menu online since it was a Sunday and our internet was on the fritz. Craig was to pick me up at 7, and I got a phone call from him at about 4 in the afternoon. He sounded very nervous and concerned. I was scared he would have to cancel because he was working (he worked a LOT back then, a story for another day) but instead, I found out why he was so nervous.
"So have you looked at the menu online?" - Craig
"No, not yet, haven't gotten the chance, does it look good?" - me
"Umm. Kind of. Well I dont really know ... " - C
"What do you mean?" - me
"It's in French." - C
"hahahaha, oh goodness!" - me
"Ha, yeah, so I uhh, didn't realize that when I made the reservation and I can't read anything on the menu and I just thought I would check with you first. Because I know I can find something but I know you're kind of a picky eater and I didn't want you to get there and feel like you had to order and then hate it and then hate me for taking you there ..." - C, rambling
"No way! Can we cancel the reservations?" - me
"TOTALLY!" - C
"haha okay so where do you want to go instead?" - me
"Legal Sea Food sound good?" - C
"Perfect" - me
We ended up at legal seafood. We laughed. We joked. We ate really good food. We were sooo glad we didn't go to the fancy place. And a year later - when restaurant week came back, we went to Legal Seafood again, and this year, I'm sure that's the plan.
January 24, 2008
January 23, 2008
Adult Separation Anxiety
Any thoughts on the matter?
I really think I have it. I suck at being alone. I hate when I'm alone. I'm on my cell phone constantly when I am alone. I get really sad when Craig has plans that don't include me. And I freak out if he is 3 minutes late returning from those plans. I start making up things in my head - that he hates me, that he's dead in a gutter, that he doesn't want to be around me, that something terrible happened and I am not there to help. I never think he is doing anything "bad" ... it's just the thoughts that he is having more fun with other people then with me (usually he is working, or out with clients so when I'm sane - I know this isn't the case at all). I then will start thinking of all the "mean" things he's done to me (which don't exist) and when he gets home I'm mad at him. So that when he's excited to get home to me and tell me about his time and how much he missed me and wished I was there ... I am mad for no reason.
I hate going places alone - even if I know I am meeting up with dozens of other people. I get very anxious and easily agitated. I am afraid I will get lost. Or hurt. Or kidnapped. Yeah I know I'm a coo-coo for cocoa puffs. It's funny cause Craig said I am a fairly "sane" girl and that this anxiety comes out of no where. He says, and I believe, that I am very confident. And also very outgoing. I love to be the center of attention at parties and can always find the bright side of things. But for some reason, being alone, makes me crazy. I guess I have too much time to think, and not enough time to think straight!
I just wish that I could figure out a good way to get through the times when I'm alone - which aren't often! I guess I need to focus on the good things rather then the bad. I need to read a book or watch TV or something ... anything. Anyone ever been through this?
I really think I have it. I suck at being alone. I hate when I'm alone. I'm on my cell phone constantly when I am alone. I get really sad when Craig has plans that don't include me. And I freak out if he is 3 minutes late returning from those plans. I start making up things in my head - that he hates me, that he's dead in a gutter, that he doesn't want to be around me, that something terrible happened and I am not there to help. I never think he is doing anything "bad" ... it's just the thoughts that he is having more fun with other people then with me (usually he is working, or out with clients so when I'm sane - I know this isn't the case at all). I then will start thinking of all the "mean" things he's done to me (which don't exist) and when he gets home I'm mad at him. So that when he's excited to get home to me and tell me about his time and how much he missed me and wished I was there ... I am mad for no reason.
I hate going places alone - even if I know I am meeting up with dozens of other people. I get very anxious and easily agitated. I am afraid I will get lost. Or hurt. Or kidnapped. Yeah I know I'm a coo-coo for cocoa puffs. It's funny cause Craig said I am a fairly "sane" girl and that this anxiety comes out of no where. He says, and I believe, that I am very confident. And also very outgoing. I love to be the center of attention at parties and can always find the bright side of things. But for some reason, being alone, makes me crazy. I guess I have too much time to think, and not enough time to think straight!
I just wish that I could figure out a good way to get through the times when I'm alone - which aren't often! I guess I need to focus on the good things rather then the bad. I need to read a book or watch TV or something ... anything. Anyone ever been through this?
January 18, 2008
About me, you know Constance #83
Well I chose 83, because I was born in 1983. Which I know makes me a baby in a lot of your minds. And I found this Constance thing, along with Constance the 1st's "other" blog through my sister-in-law's "mommy blog" sites. (Is that an acceptable term? I hope so, if not I apologize.) And I found myself enthralled. I love "mommy blogs," I find myself wasting away hours of the day at work reading about you all and your children and your husbands and your families and your lives and it makes me smile a lot of the time. I'm only 24 though I'm in a wonderful relationship, I'm not married, nor do I have kids but oh I can't wait to be a mom. Ahh, I'm getting ahead of myself! Here's a bit about me ... and my boyfriend ... our story ...
The History of Noreen* and Craig* -
*Names changed to protect the innocent*
Summer 2002 - It was after my freshman year of college and I was at home for the summer. Working as a nanny and working for the weekends. One weekend I went to a party in the town next to mine with one of my super duper cool new college friends. The party was full of people I didn't know, people I wanted to know, and fun summer cocktails for me to drink. With my designated driver hanging in the corner I noticed a watermelon that had been soaked overnight with vodka. Now that is a great idea. I said to myself. And apparently, Craig did too. We spent about an hour together enjoying the vodka soaked watermelon until the point where we were drinking it out of straws!! Needless to say I woke up the next morning with quite the hangover but the memory of a really fun boy named Craig, who I thought I would never see again.
Fall 2002 - Well in the age of technology that I grew up in, Craig somehow (after a few not so subtle hints I found out later) came up with my AIM screen name. We chatted online for a few weeks, and then the phone calls started. We spent that fall developing a great friendship while he was in school 1000 miles away.
Winter 2002/2003 - While home for winter break Craig and I spent a lot of time together. We went on so many dates I can't count and we met each others parents, went skiiing, and totally fell for each other. We decided to keep up the relationship while at school -- mistake number 1!
February 2003 - I went to visit Craig at his oh-so-far away school on what just ended up being Valentine's Day weekend ... and got stuck! There was snow that weekend and I ended up getting stuck for two and a half extra days. It ended up being a terrible terrible weekend! Craig had started to have feelings for another girl down at his school and two weeks after I returned from my trip to visit him, we were no longer in a relationship.
March 2003-July 2004 - I dated another boy. He was my first love and ended up being a pathological liar. But this story isn't about him. I don't regret the time I spent with him. But I do hate that boy, then, now and forever. Craig did end up dating that girl for a few months (she's almost as crazy as the guy I dated, but not quite) it didn't last, but he graduated from college May 2004 (a year before me) and moved back home. (Home for both of us is near where I went to college).
Fall 2005 - Craig and I met up that fall very randomly. He was still very close with my super duper cool college friend who I saw fairly often. He was visiting her for a football game on our campus, he got lost on campus, and couldn't find his way back to her apartment, so he gave me a call. I was happy to hear from him as we had maintained a relatively friendly relationship since our break up. (His mother had cancer and I spoke with him a lot during that hard time for him.) We ended up spending the night together (dont get too dirty thoughts in your head, we didn't go there but we had a wonderful night together). Craig then decided to pursue me. But man, I was a senior in college and I wanted my freedom. I pretty much told him so point blank, and he understood. We ran into each other a few more times during my senior year, but I admit I was kind of bitchy, and avoided him like the plague. I think I somehow knew that if I were to let myself be with him, that would mean settling down, and I wasn't ready just yet.
February 2006 - I had graduated from college and working a good job and Craig and I had been talking fairly often (again good old e-mail and instant messaging of my generation allowed for us to talk as frequently or infrequently as we wanted). On February 6th I had my tonsils removed. As my mother drove me home from the hospital I was all loopy and not feeling well so much so that she had to ask if it was okay if she stopped at the top of the driveway to get the mail -- and it's a good thing I said yes! In my mailbox was the second season of the O.C. on DVD and a note from Craig, wishing me well and letting me know that he'd love to see me when I felt up to it. I didn't feel up to it for almost 3 full weeks, and when I finally did, Craig was traveling for work, ugh!
March 5, 2006 - Craig and I finally went for our "second first date" and the rest is history.
Well the rest isn't history, but this post is darn long. I'll get back to you with more details soon.
I love our love story. I hope you did too.
The History of Noreen* and Craig* -
*Names changed to protect the innocent*
Summer 2002 - It was after my freshman year of college and I was at home for the summer. Working as a nanny and working for the weekends. One weekend I went to a party in the town next to mine with one of my super duper cool new college friends. The party was full of people I didn't know, people I wanted to know, and fun summer cocktails for me to drink. With my designated driver hanging in the corner I noticed a watermelon that had been soaked overnight with vodka. Now that is a great idea. I said to myself. And apparently, Craig did too. We spent about an hour together enjoying the vodka soaked watermelon until the point where we were drinking it out of straws!! Needless to say I woke up the next morning with quite the hangover but the memory of a really fun boy named Craig, who I thought I would never see again.
Fall 2002 - Well in the age of technology that I grew up in, Craig somehow (after a few not so subtle hints I found out later) came up with my AIM screen name. We chatted online for a few weeks, and then the phone calls started. We spent that fall developing a great friendship while he was in school 1000 miles away.
Winter 2002/2003 - While home for winter break Craig and I spent a lot of time together. We went on so many dates I can't count and we met each others parents, went skiiing, and totally fell for each other. We decided to keep up the relationship while at school -- mistake number 1!
February 2003 - I went to visit Craig at his oh-so-far away school on what just ended up being Valentine's Day weekend ... and got stuck! There was snow that weekend and I ended up getting stuck for two and a half extra days. It ended up being a terrible terrible weekend! Craig had started to have feelings for another girl down at his school and two weeks after I returned from my trip to visit him, we were no longer in a relationship.
March 2003-July 2004 - I dated another boy. He was my first love and ended up being a pathological liar. But this story isn't about him. I don't regret the time I spent with him. But I do hate that boy, then, now and forever. Craig did end up dating that girl for a few months (she's almost as crazy as the guy I dated, but not quite) it didn't last, but he graduated from college May 2004 (a year before me) and moved back home. (Home for both of us is near where I went to college).
Fall 2005 - Craig and I met up that fall very randomly. He was still very close with my super duper cool college friend who I saw fairly often. He was visiting her for a football game on our campus, he got lost on campus, and couldn't find his way back to her apartment, so he gave me a call. I was happy to hear from him as we had maintained a relatively friendly relationship since our break up. (His mother had cancer and I spoke with him a lot during that hard time for him.) We ended up spending the night together (dont get too dirty thoughts in your head, we didn't go there but we had a wonderful night together). Craig then decided to pursue me. But man, I was a senior in college and I wanted my freedom. I pretty much told him so point blank, and he understood. We ran into each other a few more times during my senior year, but I admit I was kind of bitchy, and avoided him like the plague. I think I somehow knew that if I were to let myself be with him, that would mean settling down, and I wasn't ready just yet.
February 2006 - I had graduated from college and working a good job and Craig and I had been talking fairly often (again good old e-mail and instant messaging of my generation allowed for us to talk as frequently or infrequently as we wanted). On February 6th I had my tonsils removed. As my mother drove me home from the hospital I was all loopy and not feeling well so much so that she had to ask if it was okay if she stopped at the top of the driveway to get the mail -- and it's a good thing I said yes! In my mailbox was the second season of the O.C. on DVD and a note from Craig, wishing me well and letting me know that he'd love to see me when I felt up to it. I didn't feel up to it for almost 3 full weeks, and when I finally did, Craig was traveling for work, ugh!
March 5, 2006 - Craig and I finally went for our "second first date" and the rest is history.
Well the rest isn't history, but this post is darn long. I'll get back to you with more details soon.
I love our love story. I hope you did too.
I'm a new Constance!
And I am so excited about it.
My sister in law started a blog almost a year and nine months ago ... which means in just a few weeks my beautiful niece and goddaughter will be one year!! It started out as a pregnancy blog, now it's an all about baby blog, and dont get me wrong, I love my sister in law and my niece with all my heart - but enough on the breastfeeding and "oh the baby only wants me now, me me me all the time" ... anyway, so I started a blog as well. And I did an okay job of writing for a little while. But then I realized the only people who were reading it were my family, my boyfriend, and a handful of friends. And I realized. That's not what I wanted. I wanted to talk about these people! Not necessarily speak badly about these people, just speak about them, openly.
So here I am. Speaking, posting, and hopefully getting some advice and funny stories out along the way!
More to come about me!
My sister in law started a blog almost a year and nine months ago ... which means in just a few weeks my beautiful niece and goddaughter will be one year!! It started out as a pregnancy blog, now it's an all about baby blog, and dont get me wrong, I love my sister in law and my niece with all my heart - but enough on the breastfeeding and "oh the baby only wants me now, me me me all the time" ... anyway, so I started a blog as well. And I did an okay job of writing for a little while. But then I realized the only people who were reading it were my family, my boyfriend, and a handful of friends. And I realized. That's not what I wanted. I wanted to talk about these people! Not necessarily speak badly about these people, just speak about them, openly.
So here I am. Speaking, posting, and hopefully getting some advice and funny stories out along the way!
More to come about me!
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