Anyway, on with the thanking. I can't express how grateful I am to everyone who helped me this weekend. By 5:00 on Saturday, my new apartment was furnished, constructed, unloaded and (mostly) unpacked. I apologize for the tearfulness - it's how I respond to being deeply touched by the goodness in people.
To Kathy and Carly and all the Mountain View young women - you kept me laughing and gave me back my apartment deposit. Thank you.
To Amber, Andrew and Daniel - you proved everyone wrong about teenagers. Your mom should hug and kiss you until it's absolutely humiliating. Thanks for sticking with me to the bitter end.
To Steve, Mike and Maka - You guys put professional movers to shame. That U-Haul was a work of art. Thank you for caring enough to be gentle with my Target-special furniture.
To Christine - Chica, you are the wildest! If you disappear from my life, I will never stop crying. Thanks for being crazy with me. See you at the Rumba Room, Mrs. Weasley.
To Steve and Mike (part 2) - To show up and help a stranger is the true sign of Christianity. Thanks for lending your muscles.
To Heather and family - Only an amazing person would clean another person's bathroom just so that it would be a nice welcome. That apartment was beautiful when I entered. I could never thank you for everything you do for me, but I will swap free babysitting from now until eternity (even when the brats are teenagers).
To Mom and Dad - It would be impossible to even start and list the blessings I have received by being your daughter. Thank you for giving me a happy family. It's the best gift any child could receive because it never ends. Everything I am and all that I have comes from the foundation you gave me. And still today, I laugh loudest at your jokes. Thank you.
To everyone who stuck with the silliness on this site - It was a hard month and I appreciate your comments that made me laugh when I had lost my sense of humor. You guys are fabulous pieces in my tapestry of days. Thanks you.
Coming soon: Who knows? That's the great part of blogging...
20 comments:
Ah, the Tony's were last night. I forgot - yesterday was all about The 4400. Was Hugh Jackman incredibly lickable as always?
So lickable that my roommate and I had to be restrained. His opening dance number - it's just wrong for a man to be so very masculine AND graceful AND sing beautifully.
The Tonys are what the Oscars should be - relaxed, funny acceptance speeches, good dance numbers - Why do the Oscars bore me so? Why can't they be the Tonys?
Still resentful over John's failure to inform me that THIS was the year to go back to New York...
Oievay. I'm getting giddy just thinking about it. Maybe it's good I didn't watch.
Never! I was wishing I had it burned to DVD for those lonely moments - kinda like today on my blog. Sheesh. Did the Pac-King curse you all to early deaths?
Not that I expect comments on a thank-you entry, but even StatCounter is telling me that my blog is DOA today. Oh, well. What can ya do?
Well, I suppose this isn't the time to crow about how today was a record-breaking blog day for me, then? No? Okay, I'll just stay quiet about that one.
It must be the t-shirts. They've been dumbfounded by the idea of the t-shirts.
Way to rub it in, cate. I was just noticing how you're up to somewhere around 23 comments on your two posts.
congrats on the move! yay!
btw, since you're a fellow stalker, i'll tell you that john lithgow lives on 66th st between amsterdam and broadway in the building just east of Balduccis.
you're welcome!
Sorry, I do apologize for not commenting sooner, it seems as though my job and planning the S.S.S. took up most of my day. Also, I read this, but I didn’t watch the Tonys, nor do I know much about who was up for what. I am of course, in love with Huch Jackman, so I don’t know why I didn’t at least post on that…
I only watched the first part of the Tony's but thought that Billy Crystal was great and Hugh Jackman...words cannot express.
I might just have to get the cd of 'Spamelot'...creative people are so darn...creative!
I'm glad you survived moving!
Yay move! Yay 100 things! Boo Statcounter! I told you it would make me miserable. I of course am completely unable to face even sneaking a peek at mine - I have no idea what it'll take to resurrect the damn thing once we're connected. No, it hasn't happened yet. Yes, we are getting closer. I hope.
Till tomorrow, when I plan to bombard you with observations on those 100 things.
Oh. My. Hell. I am now more in love with Jasmine than Andy. Just so you know, chica, I am booking my flight. I'll just sleep on his doorstep, but if you could toss me a leftover bagel or two, I'd really appreciate it.
Jon - Yeah. You fell out of favor with this one. That's okay, though. Better late than never. I should tell you that your ranked at 18th funniest person now, though. Hey. There are consequences to not immediately feeding my ego.
Sam - Billy, Hugh, and Spamalot were definitely the highlights.
Scroob - you'd better get connected soon, because I just get too sad when you disappear. Hi again!
don't you even want to know who this Huch Jackman is that has captured my heart?
Wasn't he in that soft porn "Measures of a Wolverine"????
I don’t know, you tell me, was he? (and why am I in love with a man?)
It's my fave porn ever! Such a story, such a hero.
As for the parenthetical statement, I didn't want to say it...but it may be a clue to your lack of luck with the ladies ;)
However, if you meant Hugh Jackman, then your passion is all too understandable. He could turn anyone any way he wanted.
Yes, I suppose all the homophobic men in the world are just lucky Hugh uses his powers for the good of musical theater instead of making other men gay. I’ll bet that was a tough call for him. “Hmmm… should I sing and dance, or make other men gay? Decisions decisions…”
And my lack of luck with the ladies extends far beyond the range of mere sexual preference.
Speaking of decisions, do I play the supportive friend or ridicule the faceless stranger....guess I'll just leave that quandary for another day....
As Tigger says, TTFN - until I get a phone line, I'm off-line at nights. Very hard on my web obsession to be limited to 8 hours a day...
Wow, that sucks, I would go insane (I realize the ridiculous nature of that statement as numerous psychological doctors have already declared me insane.). And contrary to popular belief, I do have a face, it just looks kind of blank from a distance.
i'm about to move soon... argghhh... how i hateeee packing 'n unpacking... where are you moving to, btw?
'ka - to an undisclosed part of the North Country. I am expressly forbidden to reveal my location due to the many death threats I recieve related to the excessively dull nature of my blog. However, if you know the area, I will tell you that it rhymes with Hanta Marita.
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