Last night was a perfectly enjoyable adventure. There's something about being home alone for me that is so refreshing, it's not something I want to do all the time, but on the rare occurances DLJ is gone for a night or two, and I am home, I really have a good time, all the while feeling eager for him to return. It sounds silly but I think we'd be a lot better meshed, over time, if we had short breaks. It's too bad neither of us travel for work, but maybe we should make short family trips more often, seeing our relatives by ourselves. I don't want to sound like I don't want him around, I do…I just think the short breaks are really valuable and healthy, and we should have them more. Not by going on vacation alone, but just visting family, since we can't use work as a method to achieve this goal.
But my point is, last night was fun, and even more fun just knowing I was alone in the immediate world. There was no one I had to be home for, save the kitties, I knew I'd go home and still be alone, have some time to myself…it just felt great. I guess that is the price of being married to Lunesse…I'm very independent and when I say I want alone time now and then, I mean REALLY alone. Luckily, DLJ understands this and knows it doesn't mean I don't love him or don't want to be with him. I just need time alone to stay happy and sane. A string of days once a year, or every other year, is truly beneficial to me, and therefore, us.
But anyway, I was here to recount last night. I left work and made my way to the Bullseye. Zoo! Madhouse! If there is ever anything I really need, a specific color, I'll have to go that morning, and be like a mid-80's shopping mom jonesing for the Cabbage Patch Doll. The sale is first come, first serve, so if you are angling for a shot at a rare off-curious color that suddenly became all the rage, you'd better be there when the doors open, sister!
The piles of things waiting to go home with folks were enormous. I don't know who Nancy Lincoln is, but I hope she has a big studio. Molds, frit, books, glass, tools, stacked up high in rows. Someone is seriously going into business! I put on my safety glasses and started rummaging through the bullpen, picking out a few full-sheets and half sheets, putting them on my cart. I almost went for a strange orange color, it looked like orange spiced tea that had been brewed a long while, but I decided not to at the last moment, going for an off-white instead.
I left those in the packing area and moved on. I checked my order for a small mold, then went through the smaller squares of glass, getting several marbled colors, something I haven't really tried before. On to the rods, where I picked up about 30 more, many of them just clear, I'm running low on clear! A package of prepulled french vanilla stringers, and on I went, getting one book (not on sale) and a small bottle of glass tack, sticky stuff for glueing things together to make it into the kiln. I forgot to get more sludge, which wasn't on sale anyway so it won't matter when I go back.
It took several trips to get everything to the car, but I did and then I was off to Crush, where I sat with a chocolate martini and an olive tapanade for about 45 minutes until <lj user="synthcat"> showed up. The bar was empty most of that time, which was a pleasant suprise as I read my books and looked out at the Portland night. So happy.
Once he arrived, he had a drink and we moved on to <A href="http://salvadormollys.com/restaurant/restaurant.html">Salvador Molly's</a>, which delighted me. I had a yummy drink there called a Captain Bender, with lime and mango goodness! This place might be our substitution restaurant for Taco Joe's in Mill Valley, which we miss very much. Almost all our other favorite restaurants have sufficient replacements here, except for U-Lee and Taco Joe's. Salvador Molly's is the closest thing I've found, and I cannot wait to take DLJ to try it. Plus, it's advertised as "pirate cookin'" and you can eat peanuts and throw the shells on the floor. We had a LOT of fun there, and bonded over a fun but trying event. I can't mention it in case DLJ reads, as we might want to spring it on him when we take him there.
**confidential to <lj user="synthcat">: Good morning! YOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWCH! RING!
After that, a quick tour of his apartment so I could see his new couch, and all the moves he's made to make his place more homey, rather than a storage space.
Then home, home, full of good food and memories, and a trunk full of glass.
More fun tonight at Backspace with bunches of friends! I will be there around 7, guys, taking the Max. Can't wait to see ya!