Our spur of the moment Vegas daycation couldn’t have gone any better. There is nothing more romantic than waking up to the person of your heart’s desire and deciding to runaway for the day. In one simple day, we grew closer as a couple. In one simple day, I became more comfortable with myself and with my partner than I ever have in any relationship I’ve ever been in. I am truly happy with Nick. I am truly in love.

Timeline:
Woke on Sunday 7/26 at 7am. Decided on Vegas at 7:30am. Started getting ready at 8am. Were on the freeway by 10am. Arrived at the Rio at 2pm. Checked in by 2:15pm. Settled into our room by 2:30pm. By 3pm, we hitched a cab ride to Treasure Island. At 3:15 we were waiting in line to purchase tickets to Mystere. At 3:30pm, we were on our way to make dinner reservations at Maggiano’s for 6:00pm. At 3:35pm, we were on the strip making our way to Carnival Court at Harrah’s. Between 4pm and 5:45pm, we danced and drank all we could, and then proceeded to leave for the restaurant to have a fantastic dinner; which it was. We were back at our room by 7:45pm and were cooled off, sexed, showered, and dressed by 9:00pm. We were in our cab headed back to Treasure Island by 9:05pm. Between 9:10pm and 9:30pm, we waited in line and were seated for the show. At 11:30pm, we were exiting Treasure Island and on our way back to the Rio. Between 11:45pm and 1am, we got drinks, walked around the casino, danced, made out, people watched, etc. By 1:10am, we were buying 4 tall can BudLights, Munchies, a candy bar, and a sandwich and then proceeded to head back to our room. In our room, we drank, snacked, watched adult swim, sexed, and then were in bed by 2am. We woke at 9:30am, packed, got ready, checked out, and were on the road at exactly 10am. We then arrived home at 2pm.

[timeline.. hahaha. how so very nerdy of me..]

Dodger game this last Friday was pretty fun. Although they got their asses handed to them, I fully enjoyed the experience. All you can eat hot dogs, popcorn, nachos, peanuts, soda… God, it was amazing. Haha..

In other news, I think I’m getting sick. It’s either that, or my period is totally going to knock me on my ass this month. Or… Well, I don’t even want to think about the other OR in this situation. I’m so achy and headachy and grumpy and moody and tired and fatigued. Ugh.

I’m bored. And watching Bring It on. Nick’s playing CoD4. Entourage is on in about 5 minutes. Can’t wait…

Today’s our anniversary. He didn’t even realize until last night when I had gotten home. It’s alright though. I’m not real big on celebrating anniversaries as it is, so I honestly didn’t expect him to remember. Plus, it’s our first. And no, it’s not one of those stupid “OMG WE’VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR A MONTH” type things. Today marks our first year. Anyway, I brought it up last night. And as such, he wants to take me out to a semi-fancy dinner tonight. I say “semi-fancy” because we are not getting dressed up. But we are going to a really nice restaurant. We live in Long Beach, more Eastside Long Beach near the downtown area. So there are a lot of nice places to eat in that area. Anyway, we’re going to this restaurant called Wokano. Stupid name, I know. But it’s this nice asian place. He always begs me to eat sushi with him, and usually I’d be making sure we went somewhere I liked, but ever since I met him, I’ve just been so open about food. I’ve tried so many things that are just out of my comfort zone. A few months back he took me to this place called Ichiburies (spelling?) down in Dana Point and he ordered us a few sushi things. All I really ate (and enjoyed) were the rolls. I liked the rice and the seaweed the best. So I’m allowing him to take me to this place tonight. Plus, they have those tempan (spelling again?) dinners there, so I know for a fact I can get something cooked It should be really nice though. And I like the fact he wants to celebrate. I kind of giggled when he said, “Let’s do something special tonight since it’s our anniversary” and he questioned why I giggled. So, he’s taking it serious. Which is a good sign, I suppose.

Anyway, we’re going to be having dinner in about an hour. We walked next door a little while ago to buy energy drinks. We were both feeling a little sleepy and instead of taking a nap, we decided for some good ‘ol Monster Energy. He’s currently playing Team Fortress 2 and I’m bored.

I think I’ll join him.

I’m still upset about the chain of events that have happened in the past day. I can’t believe Nick. I just want this to blow over already. I just want to know that I’ll be going home to open arms like every other day. This is an odd position for me to be in. In past relationships, when things would be bad, I normally wouldn’t care or be so upset because I didn’t have to see him. Or talk to him. But I have to go home to Nick. I have to face him and the fact he’s ignoring me. I have to be isolated in my own home. I have a feeling he’ll be gone by the time I get home from work, which will probably be the best thing. I just might take my time getting home. I want to take another walk again today. It was really refreshing for me last Tuesday. I got home at like 7, and was out the door at 7:15 for a nice walk. It was good to get out and be in the fresh air. And of course, seeing and walking next to the ocean is always wonderful. My heart is heavy, and it hurts. So I think going for another brisk walk will be the best thing for me. And when I get home, I’ll take my shower, and maybe crawl into bed with my book like I did last night. It’s just about that time of the month, so my emotions are running wild. I already know that when Nick comes home tomorrow morning, and when/if he crawls into bed with me and when/if he curls up with me like he usually does… I’m just going to lose it. I don’t like him being upset. And I most certainly don’t like being ignored. I got some good advice today from a trusted friend. And he put things into perspective. And I really needed to hear from a male that things were not my fault. I knew they weren’t. But I needed that male perspective. And he told me what I already knew. It’s not my fault. I know that. So right now, I’m just trying to stay calm. Relax myself. Get through work. I can’t worry so much about things that are out of my hands.

Just help me get through this day. Help me get through tomorrow. Help me make it to the weekend so I can see my family. I miss them.

It’s 1:45 in the afternoon on a Tuesday, and I’m sitting on the couch in my apartment trying to watch Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2. Make fun of me all you want; I like these movies. The acting is kind of lame, but still… they’re good. Anyway, I really want to be cleaning. I’d really like to be vacuuming this living room. I’d really like to be cleaning the bathroom. But Nick is still sleeping. This is the first day since I’ve moved in that I feel trapped inside this apartment. I would go out and maybe go buy some essentials that we need or I could go to Target and mosey around. But, I still don’t have my debit card. I have a little cash on me, but it’s really not enough to get the things we need here. Nick will be up soon. And as soon as he is, I’m attacking our little love nest.

I don’t know if this sounds crazy, but I miss Nick right now. He’s only a room away. Sleeping. And I wish he would wake up just so that I can hug him and kiss him and see his smelly face.

Today’s been incredibly eventful and interesting. Firstly, Nick and I just had the most perfect, amazing night. We hung out, shopped, cooked, ate… We watched 28 Weeks Later and then we both went to bed. When he goes to bed with me, our nightly routine consists of tickling and teasing each other. Rolling around in bed, laughing, snuggling, kissing, hugging. Just being overly-disgustingly cute. So after the nightly laugh-fest and love making were over, we fell asleep – yet, i awoke at 4am and then proceeded to roll around until I had to get up for work. I was surprisingly awake this morning. Typically, I’m sleepy and groggy and cranky. I’m just not a morning person. Don’t judge me :] Anyway, I got up, ate breakfast, and felt really pleasant this morning. On my way to work, I received some bad news. My uncle had apparently collapsed in the parking lot of his work place and was found by a co-worker. Who knows how long he was there before someone saw him. He was taken to the hospital and put into ICU. We had no word as to what happened, but as of now, we have heard that he had a stroke. Although his survival is possible, he is not out of the woodwork. He’d been unresponsive all day and highly medicated. We heard that the doctors were going to slowly take him off his medication to see if he would breathe on his own. I haven’t heard a word since.

While at work, I got a strange phone call. A man named James Rodriguez called our office and asked for me directly. When I got on the phone for him, our conversation was pleasant and informal. Short story made short, Mr. James Rodriguez offered me a position at his financial company. I don’t have many details because we wanted to keep our conversation short as I was at work, but what he did tell me was that he could offer me a chance to grow within a company and possibly double what I make currently. Nick is excited. I’m excited.

Anyone else feel the winds of change blowing? I sure do.

What do you do when the past comes back to haunt you? At the time, I thought that I’d be able to drop everything and run away with him. The timing seemed perfect. I spend a lot of time with him. I got to know him in a way I’d never had the chance to. In the 9 years he and I had been chasing each other, we finally caught up with each other. And everything just SEEMED right. Then Nick came back. And when he came back, begging on his knees for me, it FELT right. And I realized then that I was in love with Nick. And I wasn’t in love with Al. I love Al, yes. I love him dearly. We have 9 years of history. I can’t deny that. There was just something missing. And whatever that something is, I have it with Nick. And I can’t deny that either. I feel terrible for beaking Al’s heart. I feel terrible for every heart I’ve broken. But up until now, things have never felt right. They do now though. When I’m with Nick, I feel like I’m on the right path. Like I’m where I’m supposed to be. It’s a very surreal feeling. I’ve only ever dreamt about the day I’d get to this point in my life. And here I am. I’m soaking it in. And letting it happen. It’s a beautiful thing.

On a side note, Nick and I are planning a weekend away together. We want to go to Vegas to see a Cirque du Soleil show. BUT, I just got word that my schedule is going to be screwed up next week and the following week. The Dr is going on vacation the 2nd week of June, but won’t be in the office next Thursday or Friday, which are days I work. And Nick and I were planning on heading to Vegas this Sunday and Monday. Sooo… I guess I need to talk to Nick and see if we can either make it for another weekend, or I can just tell the Dr I can’t come in on Monday. I honestly want to just tell the Dr that I had previous engagements. Which, technically, is true. Nick and I were discussing these plans before I found out about my schedule. I just don’t know if we’re for sure going.  The next two weeks are going to be slooooow. There’s hardly any work. Everything is just slowing down. That’s ok though. I’m just thankful I have a job in the economy.