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Friday Night Spot

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Dating, dating dating.  So many rules.  So many ambiguities.  So many interpretations.

I THINK I got the Friday night spot this week.  He asked when I would be free – I said anytime after today.  He replied, “Tomorrow then?”  I said “Sounds perfect.”  But wait a minute.  Tomorrow?  That’s FRIDAY!  What?  Did I just agree to a Friday night spot?  Did he just ask for a Friday night spot?

Umm …. this could go two ways.  1 – it’s a date and I just gave up my girl’s party night for him (which I’m ok with doing.)  OR 2 – he thinks I’ll come hang out with him later in the evening – haha!  yeah right!  There’s not a chance in this world of THAT!

This has trouble written all over it.  ALL over it.   (and yep – that’s him below – and yep – that’s me next to him.)

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I’m going to be so upset if it’s option 2 (which I kind of suspect it is.)  ERR!   What a jerk!  Oh why oh why did he have to ask for FRIDAY????  Sunday – Thursday and this issue wouldn’t have come up.   But Friday nights have rules.  Friday nights are for dates – not catch-ups.  And we are SOOOOO not at the point of breaking rules yet.  I barely know him!  So great.  Now I will probably have to think he’s a jerk.

He was asking about you

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I think the decision was made in my heart long before I was willing to consciously accept it.  Everything else had to be put on hold while I sorted this through.

I sent MIUB a text today.  My late night whereabouts happened to be near his house.  The memories flooded back.  Why did Sheryl have to mention him tonight?  Why does everyone have to mention him?  “Oh Daisy I saw MIUB this weekend at a party.  He asked about you.“  “Oh guess who I ran into this weekend?  I saw MIUB.  He asked about you.”  “Hey so I saw MIUB this weekend.  He was asking about you.”

ENOUGH!  Seriously – enough.  It bugs.

The other day I was so lost and confused.  An opportunity to stay in UT for a few more weeks presented itself.  I was distraught.  How could I make that decision?  I couldn’t think.  I couldn’t do anything.  I had to escape from my mind.  I started cleaning out boxes (my life is in storage right now) but before I knew it I had assembled a neat pile of things to take back to Sydney with me.

I am taking a huge chance on myself and my feelings by doing this.  I’m leaving behind more than words can articulate.  What if this is the wrong choice?  What if my staying in Utah is really for the best?

And then I remember that night – those eyes.  Brown eyes that pierced my soul.  Those eyes changed the course of my life.  I have to trust there was a reason my eyes locked with his.  I’m not saying the owner of those eyes and I are meant to be – but we were meant to meet.  I have to trust the path he opened for me.  I have to be in Sydney.

And now I hope.  Hope.  Now I hope that I am on the right track and not merely running away.

My Jelly Belly Jalapenos!! :)

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Davide rocks like no other.  He just made the number ONE spot on my top 10 favorite people for the day.  First he agreed to take over the care of my plant while I’m on holiday in the U.S. and second he sent pics of my plant so I could see that it’s thriving without me!!!  ) I thanked him OF COURSE – with another lovely late at night email – after I hit “send” I was like – oh my gosh I just compared my plant to a beloved farm animal and said I didn’t have the heart to eat it.  WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??  Anyway – I surprised myself AGAIN.  And you will find the evidence below.  But for real – there is no way I can eat those jalapeños now.

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To Dd:

Ah babe you are the best!!!  Thank you so much!!  It looks BEAUTIFUL!  And can you believe all of those little jalapeño babies?  D I grew the plant so I could eat them but I don’t know if I’ll be able to now – that’s like eating your favorite cow Dotty with the cute ivory heart-shaped patch over her left eye or slaughtering your favorite pig Pudgie who oinks in delight every time she sees you.  I mean I know people eat their beloved farm animals all of the time but come on – how can you eat something you have named??  I don’t think I have the stomach for it.

Oh well – I can buy the peppers in the store and just not eat the ones I grew.  Thank you again!  XXXXXX ~Daisy

For those of you who are new to the blog – this is what it looked like the day I planted it.  Aw!  It’s grown so big!  I’m so proud.  dmy-jalepeno-plant


I shouldn’t email late at night

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To Dd:

So it’s really late at night – I can’t sleep and am doing … guess what I’m doing?  After your little “let’s see Daisy suck at sudoku” trick you pulled the other night I’ve realized I’ve got to get back into the game!  Seriously I couldn’t sleep ALL NIGHT just because you made me look like a fool.  That … or maybe I was distracted by other things – we’ll NEVER know.

So anyway like I said to you that night – I use sudoku all of the time to help me fall asleep and tonight is no exception.  Except that TONIGHT is a little different because tonight playing this little Japanese whatever made me think of you and then thinking of you made me think of my oh-so-precious jalapeño plant.  D

Did you know I’ve been gone for over a week and have neglected to check up on it?  I would say I am a HORRIBLE jalapeño mommy but I prefer to say that I just trusted you SO MUCH that I didn’t feel the need to check on it.  Umm … yeah let’s go with that.  D

So [pause] how’s my plant coming along?   If only I were there in person you could see my excitement – but you’ll have to trust that emoticon.  Yes – THIS emoticon.  Oh how I love emoticons.

Ok well I hope everything is super.  And if you have time to tell me if the jelly belly jalapeño growing on that gorgeous plant is still alive that’d rock big time.

xxx ~Daisy

Counting Sheep

It’s late at night and when it’s late at night I lose 34% of my intelligence. ;) The email above was to Davide and it is WORD FOR WORD, copy-and-paste, what I wrote to him about 5 minutes ago.  Why am I posting it?  Because sometimes I’m such a doof that I surprise even myself.   Plus it’s a quick way to give you an up-to-the-minute update.  I can’t wait to hear about my plant and I have the worst insomnia EVER right now.  I’ll let you know if he responds because I’m sure you’re all DYING to know about my plant too. D

Facebook pictures mean “Call me”

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The pictures below (the Sculptures by the Sea ones) made their debut on my Facebook page yesterday – approx the same time they made their debut here.

I don’t post pictures very often on Facebook  (I used to be a Facebook maniac but then I deleted like ALL of my pictures because I was so “over it” – I know – I’m cool like that.  ;)) Ok – so I decided to post the Sculpture ones because they’re purrty and then I threw in the one of ME (see below) for good measure because it was time to post a “I still look about the same-just fatter” picture in case people were wondering if I disappeared to the other side of the planet and turned into a gorilla (because that’s totally rational.)

So completely out of the blue I got a call from an old “friend” today.  He wanted to catch up for coffee (except I don’t even drink coffee.)  I found it a bit unusual that he called because I haven’t talked to this old “friend” in a REALLY long time.

But then whadayaknow?  I got a call from him TODAY!! Apparently he saw the new picture on Facebook and wanted to call me and tell me how much he liked it.  It WAS very nice for him to call.  But I have trouble not being a tiny bothered that this “friend” completely ignored me for like EVER until suddenly, because of a Facebook picture, he remembered he’s still attracted to me.  Is that what it takes now in today’s society to rekindle interest?  We now have to post Facebook pictures??

Anyway, I did catch up with this “friend” for old time’s sake and we snuck away from a party to talk for a bit.  But when I got back to the party Davide had already left ( and that sucked big time because without Davide there I got cornered by some other people who remembered my name but I couldn’t remember their names and they were drunk AND offended but seriously how hard is it to remember one girl’s name that is DAISY which isn’t common and who is AMERICAN and a REDHEAD – and then how hard is it for ME to remember 40 people’s names at a party where it’s dark and I am meeting all them for the first time?  Oh and THEN some other guy kept trying to hold my hand WHAT? Where did that come from?  Why in the world did he think that was acceptable?  But he was a friend of a friend so I couldn’t be too rude  – AGH!!  Tonight!!  as soon as I felt I could leave without being rude – I left.  Alone. YAY!

Hope you all have fabulous weekends!  Mine has been peachy.

Oh and one last thing (as if this post weren’t long enough already) I broke a cardinal rule today.  I checked out someone’s Facebook page.  A someone in whom I have been interested.  WHY DAISY?  Why did you do it?  That’s a super big NO-NO!!! I HAVE checked his page before and it didn’t phase me.

But THIS time – like a month after the last time I checked it – I felt something I haven’t felt for a long time and it’s very unhealthy.  I actually almost sorta kinda in a way may have been like “ugh! stupid skanks!” in MY HEAD and in the most juvenile immature way possible.

But for real – stupid skanks.  It’s not HIM – no no no – it’s THEM.  ;) Because that’s totally rational too. I shouldn’t even CARE!!!  He lives back HOME!  I live in Bondi!  Why do I care? I shouldn’t.  And I don’t.  It’s just that TODAY there happens to be a lot of stupid girls back home who are skanks.  ;) Tomorrow I’m sure I’ll think they’re all peachy too.

p.s. thanks to an anonymous comment from “Voice” I’ve decided I was being a brat and I should focus more on the fact that at least he CALLED.  It was nice and much nicer than if he had just sent a Facebook message.  So thanks “Voice” – you are right. Except for the unicorn vomit part.