Weekend stuff

[oyceter]

The boy is here (again). Apprently he's going to be in Cleveland for the rest of the time doing his internship, so he'll just be hopping over to CA every week instead of back to Texas. This is of the good. He says the company pays for all the food for the business trip in Cleveland, dry cleaning, hotel, internet, everything. And for the tickets here. I am very impressed. Then I calculated and found he is making $25 an hour! I then very briefly reconsidered idealism and owning my own bookstore until realizing that while he's accumulating all sorts of miles and money and whatnot, his job is not interesting and he gets to spend no time doing things he likes. I then very quickly regained my mind.

We went to visit his grandma, and she makes her own jam! She was very nice too when I asked her how she did it, and she lent me some jars and recipies. So now I shall have to find some place that sells fruit pectin (can I get that at Safeway?) and buy loads and loads of fruit! The only regret about that is I'll be tempted to eat all the fruit instead of cooking and jamming it.

My roses have also started to bloom! Well, the Golden Halo and Gala are sending up flowers, but some of the others (Julie Ann) are doing not so well, with yellow leaves. Sigh. Well, we'll see.

My dad is coming over on Wednesday for a business trip, and so he can visit me and my lovely apartment ^_^. Unfortunately, he's going to be busybusy up until the weekend, but he says he'll take me to Monterey so I can see the aquarium. Sometimes (very rarely) I like being a tourist. Then my sister is coming on Sunday just as he leaves, but they'll get to see each other enough to eat dinner together. Then she's going to be here till the 23rd, yay!

And my friend's memorial gathering of people in the Bay Area will be two Saturdays from now. Sigh. None of us could really make it to the funeral in Vermont I figure. It still gets to me, and now I'm more paranoid about driving than ever. It's strange. The older I get the more I figure just how idealistic and starry-eyed I was... it's been hitting me more and more since I've graduated that not everything turns out happily ever after, that people can make choices that screw up their lives and not rectify them in time, and that sometimes, life just sucks and there's nothing you can do about it. This really brought it home, that someone nice and wonderful who was going out for a new job and probably optimistic and happy can have bad things happen to them in the blink of an eye for nothing more than being at the wrong place at the wrong time. And now I'm scared that other people like the boy or my family could just suddenly have something bad happen to them too. It's not a nice feeling.

Comments

[angeyja.livejournal.com]

No it's not Oyce. Thinking of you. I am glad though that you have a chance to gather with friends for the memorial. Re: your roses... you might give a call to the co.? I find that there are some supplements that ease transplant shock but they could tell you more about the varieties... which reminds me how is your phone situation?

[scrollgirl.livejournal.com]

It's not a nice feeling

I know what you mean. This hardly ever happens to me, but once in a blue moon I get seized by this paranoia that I'm going to lose my family in some horrible way and I'll be all alone. There's really nothing I can do about it, and even though I know I'm being paranoid, I can't seem to help it. We can only love our family as much as we can and live our lives as best as we can. Don't know if that's much help, but other than praying (which helps me immensely, but you might not see it the same way) I don't think there's anything anyone can do except be happy despite worrying.

I hope seeing your dad will cheer you up :) and hope that the boy will have a good trip and get home soon. {{hugs}}

[oyceter]

I'm glad I'll be able to see people who knew her too. The boy didn't really, so it still feels a bit odd talking to him about it.

Hrm, yeah, am probably going to make a trip to the gardening store for transplant fertilizer something or the other as well as something for pruning... I love having them there. It's nice when it's just me here because I have other living things in the house, even if they aren't too vocal ;).

Must check out the phone situation again... not sure if Verizon's helpline is open on weekends, grrr.

[oyceter]

*nods* I remember in Madeleine L'Engle's Genesis trilogy, she talks about these dark paranoia bits and calls them bits of the Echthroi, from her books. I keep trying to remind myself of that, because in the end, people are really very helpless about this kind of thing, and imagining them can take away from the good times. Sigh. That's what the boy always says at least.

*hugs* Thanks.