Cut the Shit

And NOW it’s SAFE to Write!

Well, hello! I know I’ve been totally missing for the last couple of weeks, but I had good reason! Aside from being incredibly busy with my friends (there’s been this new and wonderful rejuvenation amongst my closest friends and I’m PSYCHED about it) and work, I’ve been trying to keep a major secret under wraps. That secret was the surprise visit I made to DC this weekend to see my friend Rita and her family! Rita’s mom and sister called me over a month ago and asked if I would be willing to fly down to DC to surprise Rita for her 30th birthday. Considering that my finances are very tight, they offered to pay for my whole trip! I, of course, jumped at the chance, and last Friday I was on an afternoon flight to the District of Columbia.

Rita’s mom picked me up from the airport and within the hour I was walking through Rita’s front door with a huge smile on my face. She was so shocked; she stared at me for a couple of seconds, not knowing who I was. Once it hit her that I was in her home, she ran over and hung on to me for dear life. We hugged and hugged and hugged and the weekend was off and running.

We had pizza and wine and Rita and I spent two days talking our faces off. I told her absolutely everything that’s been going on in my life and she listened so intently. She then did something that only a true best friend can do. She VALIDATED me. I’ve had some crazy shit going on since the New Year and I gave Rita every gruesome detail and she in turn hugged me, gave me some solid advice, and made me feel like the most worthy friend anyone could have. Being validated by someone you respect and trust is the best feeling in the world. Any sort of doubt or frustration that I had in myself has been wiped clean. I feel rejuvenated and refreshed and thoroughly happy to be alive. And it’s a Monday!

I also spent a ton of time with Rita’s baby. She is now about 14 months old and she’s walking like a pro! She jibber jabbers like a crazy old lady and she never stops laughing. During the entire weekend, she cried only once and that was cuz she wanted to stay up and play with us on Friday night. Rita said that I was really good with her and that made me feel fantastic since I wouldn’t consider myself to be a baby person – at least not since high school. It made it easy that this girl was such an angel and it broke my heart into a million pieces to say goodbye to her yesterday. I hate the fact that I only get to see Rita and her family a couple times a year. Weekends like this are truly one of a kind and I’m definitely depressed that I won’t be around my babycakes and my girl again until March or April. But that’s the nature of the beast, I guess.

The flight home yesterday was a nightmare. The turbulence was so awful and there was a moment when I BELIEVED that I was going to die. I literally yelped as the plane felt as though it was dropping out of the sky. For the rest of the flight, I sat there, white knuckles gripping the hand rests and sweat pouring out of my pits and down my neck. It was very scary and I’m glad that I don’t have to fly again until the spring. The 2 hour trip home on the subway after we landed made coming back to NYC even more annoying.

But now that I’m home and settled, things are going really well! Paul and I have hit yet another level in our relationship. He wrote me the most beautiful letter on Friday and it left me in tears. It’s actually quite funny cuz I found the letter after I got out of the shower. I stood there naked reading it and I just started to cry. A naked boy crying. That’s a sight to behold. Paul doesn’t write letters to me, ever. So to find it sitting on my luggage before I left for my trip was too much (in a good way). He always knows when I need him the most. I took the letter with me to DC and showed it to Rita who just beamed with happiness for me.

This week I’ve got some plans with people for happy hour and I’m getting ready for a fun Super Bowl party at my friend Kelly’s on Sunday. I’m making my new nine layer dip and luckily, I don’t have to work next Monday. So it should be a killer weekend. Then the weekend after this, I have a friend visiting and my parents coming down. Then the weekend after that is Paul’s 30th birthday! February is going to be a busy one. Just what this boy needs.

I hope you are all doing well and are happy!

So much love.