Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Alive!

If I'm not wrong "Alive!" is the title of a very popular show these days, isn't it? Or is it maybe "Lost"? Yeah, I know that "Survivor" is still going strong and surviving whatever competition it has, but as I don't watch TV I really don't know wtf I'm talking about.

At Panera... where else?
In any case, my gurlfriend had been asking me when the hell is it that I'm gona update this blog again... and my answer is pretty much "I'll update it, when I update it". Well not really, is just that as I told her the other day (and few days ago again), before she came into my life it was my blog the one I was interacting with the most. But now that I have my hands full with her, and we talk and text message each other every day, sometimes twice and thrice a day, I don't have that urge to write down my exiting daily life for the whole world to read about it.

But as I know that she enjoys finding in this pages some of my unconnected lines once in a while, here is an update for her -and the whole world! And not just that, but few images from last weekend's when we pretty much enjoyed being with each other. If I could've jump in a time machine let's say five years ago, and I had seen myself turning down a party so that I could just cuddle with my girl on a Saturday night, I would've shot myself right away. . . But times change, and last weekend was a time to just "be" with my girlfriend not having to go somewhere or to do something in particular. We pretty much followed the wind, that not surprisingly leaded us to Panera, and we end up having a very relaxing couple of days in the suburbs.

Trying to sneake a quick one!
But there was a bit of stress nonetheless: that was the weekend when I was gona meet my mom in law! And you know that you have to give your girl's mom a good impression so that she can advice her daughter what a fucking good choice she'd made. She turned out to be very cool and I even end up buying a bagel for her, Asiago Cheese, which is her favorite. . . don't tell me that I'm not a frikking cool son in law!

And the only thing that I remember that I really had to do even though I didn't wanted to, was to catch my flight back to Charlotte. And as for my girlfriend. . . I'd say the only couple of things she had to do that were way out of her routine were those extra showers that I made her take! ;-)

Friday, May 05, 2006

A Year Later

Cinco de Mayo didn't use to have any particular meaning to me, other than going to my local Mexican restaurant to get trashed while celebrating that everybody around me was celebrating. A year ago it didn't have any particular meaning and don't remember doing anything special (perhaps I got drunk), but who could've possible guessed that it was gona be the very beginning of something so special.

There'd been other dates here and there that could be easily attached to other little "milestones", but Cinco de Mayo holds a special meaning to me. And even more so because today, exactly a year later, and after five weeks, I'll wrapping my arms around that *special meaning* as soon as she descends from the staircase and into the luggage area of the airport.

Thirty five minutes late though, due to an slow ass airplane that earlier today arrived behind schedule to gate F12.