Last night was snowy and cold. This morning is colder still with a temperature of -17° and a wind-chill of -30°. That’s enough to freeze even this Minnesota girl’s blood.
In anticipation of my busy week, I spent last night relaxing at home. I lit candles, I sipped wine, I made cheesy biscuits, I watched old episodes of Roswell (do any of you remember that show?) and I did some hand sewing. What a lovely evening.
Tonight I’m going wedding dress shopping with Laura. I’m excited even though wedding dress shopping makes me a little nervous. All that white, all those butt bows, all the expectations and formality and tradition…it’s a bit much for a non-traditional girl like myself. But, on the other hand, I’m obsessed with dresses and any excuse to get fancied up is ok in my book so I’m sure it’ll be more fun than anxiety inducing.
Tomorrow I have dance class and Thursday Ian and I are going to dinner and a movie. If Twilight is still playing in the theaters this weekend and if Karrie has the time, I might ask her to go see it with me. I’m prepared to dislike it but I remain hopeful that it’ll soften this pain I have in my chest…the pain of having to say goodbye.
It seems cruel to have to say goodbye to someone who has become such a huge part of my life, fictional or not. I see these fictional friends every day…they’re with me on my lunch break at work, they’re waiting for me at home to catch up over dinner and they spend every night with me in bed before I sleep. I’ve only known my Twilight friends for less than a month but I already miss them. Can you imagine how I felt after spending an entire year reading all five Three Musketeer books? I felt that loss dearly.
So, here’s to absent friends: real, imagined or otherwise. I miss you all.