this was a glorious Sunday.
besides all the normal wake-up-when-we-wanna-then-watch-shows-and-play-Skyrim-or-L4D-before-we-move goodness, we then moseyed on over to Kirkland/Redmond, had some delicious sushi, then went wandering until we came upon the most glorious little British imports shop (called British Pantry). SERIOUSLY. coolest place ever. I’m gonna knock the fuck out of Christmas there this year. there’s a set of gorgeous measuring spoons…STOP STOP. okay. after I bought myself some authentic Earl Grey for work, and we dined on pasties and things that are British and DELICIOUS, we hit up the thrift store, where Jake insisted I do my fall/winter shopping. SUCCESS. five pairs of jeans, the CUTEST red leather jacket, leggings, two sweaters, some cat ears (tee hee), another awesome army green jacket, and some yellow pants that could have come straight out of Gangnam Style. I’m so pleased to wear everything.
then we went to Starbucks for my sister’s coming-home surprise party. she just got back from boot camp so, y’know, everyone was there. including some old friends of the family I hadn’t seen in yeeeears. for the first time, I was not only self-exiled to the adults’ side of the room, I actually had them engaging with me like I was one of them. WAT. still reeling over that. anyway it was so amazing to see my sister. she’s grown up so much and while there’s a whole crapload of stuff I don’t know how to handle about the military, it’s done some amazing things. including making her enthusiastically love Jake. which…is a bit of a switch, and pretty much made my night. it was great to see my family in general, which is new, and everyone seemed pleased to see everyone.
in short: if this is how life works now, I’m pretty fucking lucky. especially to have a man who I trust so much that I’ve been able to step away from the safety blanket that my family used to be and actually love them for who they are, away from their occasional wish that they could spell out my life for me.
so: YAY.
in all my life, I have never encountered such an astounding act of trolling as the time I spent an hour and a half downloading what I thought was a Good Omens fanmix and then discovering that it was a Best of Queen album.
whoever did that is my hero
This is perhaps the single most brilliant thing in the history of ever, if you’ll excuse my slight case of headache-induced hyperbole.
I am in awe.
