It's been a while

Well, Toby Keith became a dad about the time we started to get more serious. I liked him but I'm not gonna put up with all that stuff.

My parents moved home from Germany.

I graduated.

I tore my ACL.

That about sums up my life.

I've moved on

My family gathered at my sister's house in Colorado for Christmas. It was great to see everyone. But talk about snow. but even with the snow it wasn't too cold there.

I hadn't seen the fam since summer. My parents currently live in Germany, so I hadn't seen them or my brother in a while. My brothers are still putzes. Mom is still funny. Daddy is still awesome. Both agreed that it was a good idea for me to transfer. I was a little worried that their approval from afar might not have been all that sincere. Mom told me she never liked ex. Funny, mom, you never mentioned that while we were dating FOR THREE YEARS! EVEN WHEN HE STAYED WITH US FOR ALMOST A WEEK. Uhm, yeah. but I'm not moving because of ex. (If I keep telling myself that, I'll believe it, right?)

For Christmas my dad gave my mom a set of cookware. That would probably be funnier if you knew my mom. Anyway, she opened it, laughed and gave it to me immediately. It was intended for me, and I do need it.

Daddy took me out on one of our old dates. We would, at least once a month, do something together, just the two of us. Usually a movie or something. This time we went to dinner. He told me that he used to hate letting me pick, because I would always pick Wendy's. I always thought he liked Wendy's. Ooops. We had a great time. This always made me feel special. It is good to feel that way. Lots more could be said, but I don't have time right now.

My Dad drove me to Kansas to finish ye old apartment hunt. I've finally found a place. My friend who lives there tells me my roommate is OK. Her roommate dropped out in the middle of first semester and quit paying rent, so she needs a roomie. I need a place to live, so it should work out. It is a really old, really small, really dumpy little house that is not, by the way, really cheap. My Dad and I moved my stuff down in his car and my ultra-cool minivan, then dad drove back to Colorado.

Orientation is Wednesday and classes start on Friday. First day of classes is just showing up an getting a syllabus, I think. It is cold here, and I know virtually no one. I've been running every day, and there are a lot of hills. i haven't found a good route, yet.

Frightful Plane Trip

It took two extra days, but I flew to Colorado for Christmas. The fucktard sitting next to me on the plane SANG the entire way. I was trying to read, but he was annoying. I'm not sure he even knew he was doing it.

The worst? "Don't give up on us baby, blah blah blah blah..."

TK Update

The semester is finally over. I am apartment hunting in Lawrence, and I think I might have found something. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

As promised, here's the TK update: He's been on my mind a lot these last few weeks. He's a great guy. He's everything a gal could ask for. So why am I asking for more?

Here's the deal. In an earlier post I explained that that at the start of a relationship I would have a pretty open discussion about my expectations of waiting sexual boundaries. I had this discussion with TK a few weeks ago. I let him know my views, which includes my intention not to have sex before I get married. TK told me he wasn't a virgin, which he didn't really need to do. I mean pretty much no one is, right? Anyway, he told me he felt the same way, and that his relationship with his previous girlfriend kinda went to hell after he boinked her.

I told him that I liked him a lot, but that I couldn't see our relationship going a long way due to the distance thing. He said --and he gets major points for it-- that he just wanted to spend time with me because he liked me, even if we weren't going to get serious. I told him I still intended to go out with other people, but not in a serious way. He said he wasn't planning on going out with others, but that his options were limited. (I don't think his options are that limited.) Anyway, it was a good talk.

For Thanksgiving I was planning to go to my sister's house in Colorado. He offered to give me a ride to and from the airport. I could have driven myself and left my sexy minivan there, but he said he wanted to go because he wanted to go out again before I left. As my flights worked out, it gave us pretty much a whole day in Kansas City prior to my flight leaving. We had a blast. We went shopping at a plaza area (where pretty much everything was out of my price range). We had a good day together. Then he took me to the airport and stayed with me as long as he could. I gave him a short kiss goodbye. I wished we had planned it a little better, so we would have had a little better good-bye.

He picked me up at the airport on Sunday night and took me home, too. That was really sweet. I know he didn't have to, and I know he wasn't getting much in return. He said that spending time together was good enough for him, but I was absolutely wiped out by then, so I'm sure it wasn't much fun for him.

The two major topics of conversation with my sister were transferring schools and my love life. She understood the reasons for transferring and was supportive. She was supportive enough that she mentioned it to dad before I talked to him on Thanksgiving. (For the record, Lawrence is only about ten minutes closer to TK, so that wasn't the reason for the move.) As for my crush on the guy from marketing --the one who likes me but doesn't seem to care that I'm a girl-- she thinks I'm a dope. She thinks I've been wasting time with him to avoid TK.

She got sarcastic and started saying things like nice guys with careers aren't dating material. Drunk guys are more fun. Polite and thoughtful are overrated. Guys who go to work every day are boring. She called me a snob for not wanting to date a farmer who had never gotten drunk at a frat house. (BTW, HER husband has a masters degree.) I know she's right about those things, but darnit, I want a guy I can squeeze a little. I want a guy who is around every day. She thinks a boyfriend on weekends is the best of both worlds. She's my best friend, so I will think about what she said.

So, where will things go with TK? I'll keep you posted. He might help me move. That'll win major points.

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Too Far Behind to Catch Up

Since my last real post so much has happened. I've fallen way behind in my blogging. I can't possibly keep up without boring you more than I already am. And finals are breathing down my neck.

Here are the highlights:

TobyKeith continues to be a real sweetheart. I could seriously fall for him if.... IF he were closer, IF he didn't live in the boonies, IF he could dance, IF he were a tad more outgoing.... There just seem to be some lifestyle differences. I can't see myself as a farm wife. I can't see him living in the city. I can see myself cuddling up with him in front of a fire in the living room.

I had the talk about my expectations in dating with Toby. you remember? The one about I'm-not-ready-for-sex-so-if-that's-what-you're-after-look-somewhere-else. While not a virgin, he seemed OK with it. Of course he said he was OK with it, but I think he might have meant it. He's coming late this afternoon and --I think-- staying over. I'll let you know.

I went to Colorado for Thanksgiving. My sister is great. I love her. We've talked on the phone just about every day since Thanksgiving. We used to email a lot, but we've been talking lately. My family is meeting at her house for Christmas. My mom and dad are going to be there, too. I haven't seen them since the summer, so I miss them.

I've visited KU a couple of times. I've talked with a couple of professors that I will have. They do have a lot more opportunities there, but a lot less chance for one-on-one help. I really like the culture there, though. I think I need the change. I talked to my dad about it, and he thinks it is a good move. Mom wanted me to wait until the end of the year, but I've got to get out of this place. I'm transferring at semester.

I've made a deal with my roomies to pay my rent for the rest of the year, but none of the utilities. The phone is in my name, but nothing else. They will keep that and pay the bill (I hope). I plan to come back for a few weekends, so I'll still stay there. Since my room was the worst one there anyway, they aren't lining up to get it.

I've mentioned the dude from Marketing, who wants to study. After about the fourth study date with no mention of anything more than studying, I was confused. There seemed to be some chemistry there, but he didn't seem to be pursuing anything. I thought I was giving good hints, but...... Last week he came over to study. After studying he sat down on the couch. I sat down sorta next to him, with one leg up on the sofa, trying to be extra cute and slightly flirtatious. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but half an hour later I was laying down on the sofa with my head on his lap looking straight up his nostrils (which needed a slight clip, I might add). Still, he kept one arm on the arm of the sofa, and the other on the sofa's back (i.e., not on me). We talked. I watched mostly him while he watched TV. Finally, I reached up and grabbed his hand, pulling it down and holding hands with him. Finally he switched his focus away from TV and on me. We stayed there until Colbert was over. Afterwards he got up to leave, and only gave me a hug on his way out. I'm officially dazed.

America's Next Top Model

I watched 20 minutes of America's Next Top Model last night. I feel dumber for having done it. That has to be the worst show on television. And the girls are not pretty at all without makeup. I am ashamed that I was too lazy to (a) leave, (b) start a fight with my housemate over the remote, or (c) claw my own eyes out to save me from the horror.