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I am not a very social person.  I have always been quiet in crowds and slow to warm up to people.  Now, don’t get me wrong–once I warm up you can’t quiet me.  I am a wild woman.

For instance, I moved to the STL area in 8th grade.  I knew no one, and though some lovely girls befriended my painfully shy little self, I still barely talked at school.  EVER.  Then, these lovely friends threw a birthday party-SLUMBER PARTY.  Even my painfully shy self (then and now) can’t resist the sugar and all-nightering for a slumber party–so that wild self came out.  I can still remember the yearbook entries claiming they thought I never spoke until that slumber party–and now they knew I was not mute.

I am better than my 8th grade self, for the most part, but I think it’s because I stick with “the known” and very rarely branch out.  Occasionally, my old high school/college friends get together.  Occasionally, R. and I will meet another couple for a casual dinner or a Cards game.  That is the extent of my socialization.  It’s comfortable, I like it, and I rarely have to meet more than one new person.

But, not tonight.  Tonight, I am going to a trivia night with a table full of of R.’s coworkers and R.’s Coworker’s wives.  I know one couple, but have never met the other two.  It all sounds very foreign and adult.  Things my PARENTS do–not me.  I am not nervous about the trivia, because Lord knows I will blow everyone away with my amazing skills of completely useless knowledge (woo!).  But, I am nervous about the social part of it.  The interacting with a group of people–adult people–and acting like I’ve got my shit together when, let’s face it, I don’t!  That part freaks me out a little.

Also, I don’t know what to wear.  Fashion was never my strong suit either.

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The matching dishes & glasses sitting in my cupboard make it official: I am a full-fledged adult.

(Yes, it is this and not being married or home ownership that really does it).

*Get married and move into a house in the same week

*Have 3 chapters of your thesis due two weeks later

*Put off the thesis that is due two weeks after moving/wedding.

*Assign a 10 page paper to be due on your birthday, one week after your wedding/moving/etc and have to have 75 of them graded within 2 weeks.

*Let your significant other shop at Walmart

*Go to Home Depot for a fridge (curbside delivery, wha?)

*Forget your $100 gift card at home when you purchase your fridge

*Wait until you get the keys of your house to call for TV/Internet hookup.

*Shop for fruits/veggies at Shnucks on a Sunday night.

Me1: You should blog today.

Me2: Yes, but DO NOT talk about weather.  People do not want to read about the weather.

Me3: THERE IS RAIN AND CLOUDS AND COLD AND HOW CAN YOU NOT BLOG ABOUT THE FACT THAT THERE IS NO SUN OR WARM OR ANYTHING GOOD.

Me1: Perhaps we should avoid the topic of weather.  What other topics could we discuss?

Me2: Politics?  Grammar?  Wedding?  House?

Me3: OR THE FACT THAT IT IS RAINING AND COLD AND CLOUDY.  DID I MENTION THAT IT IS COLD!  COLD!  40S!  IT’S APRIL!

Me1: You needn’t shout.

Me2: Shut the hell up, bastard.

Me3: IT’S COLD.  THERE IS NO SUN.   NO SUN.  FOR DAYS.  AND DAYS AND DAYS AND DAYS AND DAYS.

Me1: Really, let’s get ourselves together and be productive.

Me3: NO.  LOOK AT THE WEATHER.  THERE’S THREE NEWS CHANNELS AND WEATHER.COM TO LOOK AT–WHEN WILL THE COLDS AND CLOUDS CEASE?

Me2: Tomorrow–SO SHUT UP.

I am obsessing about the weather.  Not because my wedding is coming up and the ceremony is supposed to be outside.  Not because I want to plant things or even because all this damn rain is creating an ocean in our not-quite-finished house’s backyard and basement.  I JUST WANT IT TO BE SUNNY AND WARM and I can’t stop thinking about it.  The last thing I do at night and the first thing I do in the morning is check the weather.  Today we finally got our sun, but it’s COLD–there was FROST on my car this morning.  April 2nd in St. Louis is not supposed to be like this.

So, two nights ago when thunderstorms were blowing through and causing the sky to do all sorts of crazy things, I took pictures–but I didn’t enjoy it.  “Sun,” I mumbled incoherently.  “Warm,” I muttered.

If I remember correctly it was pretty darn hot when we saw this sky in Gone With the Wind

While this cloud seems to say, “I’m bringing blue skies–but frost too, sucka–mwahahaha!”

One of my bridesmaids brought her Wii with her while she was visiting for some of the pre-wedding hoopla.  I had never Wii’d before, so it was a new experience.  And now, after two days of playing Wii, I think my right arm is about to fall off.  In fact, it’s not even just my arm–it’s also my back that is sore.  Apparently, I play a little more intensely than necessary.

Bridesmaid:

Maid of Honor:

Exhibits A & B of my spazziness:

*I have been wearing bright, short sleeved shirts all week in the hopes that my wardrobe choices would rub off on the weather.

*I will someday be able to be a stay-at-home Mom

*Credit Card debt is a necessity.

* Someday it will all fall into place.

*If I ignore it, it will go away.

*It’s someone else’s fault.

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