Monday, 9 February 2009
09:24:14 PM (GMT)
Don't you hate the first post in a new blog? When you start it seems so shiny and
new but then you sit down and get to typing and it never comes out right? That's how
I used to feel with new journals and diaries - you know, actual paper ones ! I
have a few of them hidden away but can't read them. They make me cringe. I can't
believe I was such a dork back then - and the guys I had crushes on? If I'd only
known then what they're like now...
Still here after all that rambling?
That means you're either a glutton for punishment or very bored. Either way, you
have my sympathy.
This past weekend was my cousin's engagement party. I have to admit that I really,
really did not want to go. Who wants to give up part of their weekend to go to a
party for a cousin who barely acknowledges your existence? Also, I totally suck at
meeting new people. I go in with the best of intentions but my innate shyness always
takes over as soon as my foot crosses the threshold.
I had no choice but to go, though. The pain of spending a day with them is
preferable to the months of griping I'd hear out of my aunt if I didn't attend. And,
I would like to say, that I'm glad I went. My cousin wasn't quite as distant as he's
been in the past. I do adore his fiancee. She's amazingly wonderful. Her family is
warm and great, as well. It turned out much better than I had planned.
I had fun with my mom and my other aunts in the hotel room - give us a bottle of wine
and free time and we'll have our own rockin' party! I stupidly mentioned that I'd
like to go on a wine trail tour in the summer and now they're all on board. Guess I
have some plans for this summer...
That's all I have for now - well, that and I headache I refuse to admit is the
remnants of my hangover.
Until next time...