My Weekend

I'm tired, my eyes hurt. I cried this weekend. I must be PMSing.

B (formerly Mr. Broadband) and I averted a crisis last night. Or it felt like one to me. The topic this weekend was snoring. And if you know me, you know I'm a big snorer. He didn't get much sleep Friday night, which I only found out from him late Saturday afternoon. Saturday night, I awoke at 1:48 to find that he'd left the bed and was in the master bedroom (he sleeps in the room that has a better view of trees/no traffic sound).

Feelings from my past relationships where snoring had literally run men from the bedroom cropped up, and I went in the bathroom to cry and blow my nose. I came out, he was sitting on the bed, and I was wordless. He laid down crosswise, so I cuddled in front of him, and silently wept, fearing the worst. Dreading hearing how my snoring was intolerable. Fearing he wouldn't want to see me anymore. He heard me and ask if I was crying, I said yes, and he said, in a commanding voice, "well, stop it". lol so I did. I started to get up and let him have his comfy bed, and I'd go sleep on the firmer master bedroom one, but he said for me to come back here, and what was I doing. I told him it wouldn't be right for me to make him switch, so I was going to take the other. He said no, we'd both sleep in this one. I went back to the bathroom for water, more crying, and blowing of said nose. I came back to discover he'd gotten out earplugs, and we slept the rest of the night that way.

We talked this morning, thankfully. He said it distressed him to see me crying, that he'd left to see if it was less loud in the other room (it wasn't) . It had been all of 10 min with him gone before I'd woken up, and he'd been trying to figure a way to come back and get out the earplugs w/o waking me. He says the earplugs are a manageable workaround for now, but said if we were to ever be married, I might want to consider a surgery, or weightloss (about 50 lbs). He said his snoring was much louder 100lbs ago, but that the pitch of mine was what awoke him.

Other than that bump in the road of life, the weekend was good. Friday night we went to see the movie The Golden Compass. It was good, and for what it was, not a bad retelling of the book by Philip Pullman. I'd say read the book though. The words are beautiful, and uninhibited by fear of reprisal from the Catholic church. I was shocked that the movie didn't end where the book did-I was waiting for that high adrenaline moment- but I can certainly see how this makes more sense market wise.

B had told me that my ornaments came in. I had been telling him about 2 Star Wars ornaments that my parents tree has that I really love- the Millenium Falcon, and the X Wing. Both of which light up when plugged in to the string of lights. Since he does E-Bay a lot, he asked me to let him take care of it.

So when he tells me Thursday that my ornaments came in- I'm expecting, you know..... 2 ornaments. Nope. He got me *17* Hallmark Star Wars ornaments. Wow... talk about blown away. Sunday he helped me decorate my tree with them.

Saturday B and I went to the Scott Antique Show at the Exposition Center near Jonesboro road. We were there with the purpose of finding me a Christmas present I liked. We found one. I won't go into details, but it was nothing so grand as my friend Leah got- She got ENGAGED!!! :)

Maybe one day, I will be too.