The fastest-slowest week perhaps ever ever ever

Goodness, its amazing to think that, really, an entire week has gone by and I have only one entry to cover it. Maybe happiness is inversely related to frequency of blog entries. Eh.

So, in general, it's been a busy but not stressful for me week at the Dembinski Household. Sure, there were arguments and some tense moments about getting Dave's sister's wedding reception smoothed out and ready to roll. But it was best I didn't get involved. So I didn't. The week generally flowed in a predictable pattern: Dave would come downstairs and wake me up at 10AM. I'd have cereal and we'd chat and watch TV together a bit. Then at noon, we'd take him to work, and then either some adventure/errand would occur, or a quiet afternoon with long hours of cable TV. Either way, I spent alot of time with Dave's mother and two sisters. After I got less nervous, it was a very nice thing.

The highlights of the week were many. Dave and I escaped the famiy and drove out to the penninsula in search of the sunset . . . missed it somehow, but still got to be on a "date" of sorts. Walking in a parkinglot in Findlay, I ran into Barrie--I could hardly believe it, I mean, what are the odds? Sounds like everything is happy and good for her and Sam, and baby, that makes me so happy to hear it. On wednesday Dave and I took Dave's Dad to see Terminator 3 for his birthday. Ehhhh, what can I say about T3? Basically just what Adam said in his journal. It was good, but it lacked the James Cameron touch. I'd still recommend it for viewing, though. The last 30 minutes is worth it.

On thursday, Justin drove in from Meadeville and picked me up for a day of wandering around the mall--which was really just what the doctor ordered. I like hanging out with Justin because he is a wealth of knowledge and good times. With him I feel like I'm talking about exciting independent living things, plans for the future. That and he's one of the few people that tell me a long engagement is a good and smart thing. We looked at some suits for Justin, which helped because I want to learn more about shopping for Men's apparel so I can be of more use to Dave. We also both picked up video games--I am now the proud owner of Silent Hill 2: Restless Dreams for the the X-box, and it's scaring the freaking crap out of me but I keep gleefully pushing the buttons.

Friday was the big reception. I got to wear my pretty little green and green paisely number I bought during my voyage into the Petites section of JCPenney's, and received good praise for it. The Sunset Inn looked beautiful, with our little butterfly favors and the clean, white table linens. It had thunderstormed that morning, but quit in time for the evening. When the guests first arrived, it was a little horrifying for me, since I dont' know anyone. . . at all. So many people introducing themselves and five seconds into the conversation I realize I've forgotten their names. And they ask when Dave and I are getting married, and it always sounds awkward when I say in a couple years or after graduation. I mean, to me it sounds smart, and that's all that matters, but I don't think it's what many people want to hear. I guess long engagements are rarer than I realized.

Anyway, things calmed down as Dave and I grabbed drinks and scurried outside. Luckily, we did have the excuse of being in love and therefore wanting to spend time being googley-eyed at one another. Or at least, that's what I told myself. We're allowed to run away, at least until everything calmed down. Once adjusted, we could eat dinner without getting up every two minutes to say hello and introduce and such. The reception was beautiful, and the DJ was charming. And Dave danced with me, which was the best part, for me. Don't ask me why, but dancing just turns me to emotional mush. I just get to look up at him and hold his hand and sway about. . . .and i am the happiest thing in all the universe. It's times like this where I just go "WOW I love this guy. Never was there anyone more handsome or kind or charming. This is the guy I want to be dancing with."

So yeah, I had a good time :)

Saturday we reunited with Justin, and ate greasy delicious food at Quaker Steak, and bought beer and rented movies and spent the evening chilling away. "Death to Smoochy" is a must for EVERYONE.

Sunday, well, was kindof mild and quiet. I woke up at 6AM thinking there was a snake in the room--one of those pesky hallucinations I get sometimes before I fully wake up. Ate half a donut and went to bed, only to wake up at noon. I was starting to get a bit bummed, because the weekend was over and although Friday had been lovely, I hadn't really spent much alone time with Dave. I mean, that's to be expected, since we're in a house that's occupied by an entire family plus visitors. So I tried to just shrug it off, but frankly, that makes me more upset usually. The inner pouting, bleh. I was about ready to despair, but then Dave and I watched Magnolia together, just the two of us, and now I feel better. Mucho better-o.