Chris is back! Though I had a great time while he was gone, I am (of course) super excited that he has returned. He had a wonderful time as well and wants to go back next year…with me. I told him we’d talk. He hasn’t show me his pictures yet, and I’m SURE it’s absolutely gorgeous and fun there. But I have two reservations: one being that I am not a summer festival person. The other being that…well, I really loved my Hannah time, and we do see so MUCH of each other during the year that it just might not be a bad thing to have some time apart (I may have been on the verge of strangling him during the month leading up to the festival, though wedding planning is stressful). He said he wouldn’t go back without me though…we’ll see. He said that before we moved to St Louis, and that was a good move for us. We don’t have to decide anything at this time. Am I being silly? Should a married couple do everything together (as by then we will be married) or is some (a month?) time apart a good thing? Keep in mind I could also arrange to visit him mid-festival.
He brought me fantastic gifts.
Awesome earrings and…yes, the t-shirt is made of technical fabric. Appropriate for wearing to the gym. You know I’ll wear that all the time.
Got my "blog" business cards in the mail today. I debated coloring out the phone number, but meh, it’s easy enough to find online anyway. Privacy is a sticky thing, huh? I have to just hope I don’t have stalkers, because my personal and business lives are so blurred. Basically I always try to be aware of my surroundings, both at night and during the day, and stand talk and look confident. I think often my height alone would detract any potential attacker…and I ALWAYS lock my doors, and lock my belongings up and all that good stuff. I’ve been robbed several times but never physically hurt, and I hope that I can continue to say that my whole life.
And to any would-be attacker, I am marrying into an Italian Crime Family. Just to put that out there 😉
Or not. Who is to say?
That reminds me, when Chris and I first started dating, I had recently watched the Godfather. I remember we were drinking coffee at Arabica (this was a coffee shop he worked at, conveniently located directly across the street from our school) and we were in that "getting to know one another" phase. (Sadly, most of what I learned then I have since forgotten.) He was talking about his family and that they are from Sicily, yada yada. I looked at him, and coyly asked, "So, when you get older, are you going to the Godfather?" He paused, looked down, waited a LONG time, and finally said, "Probably not."
Hmm…I think I went off topic. I was just thinking about another blog post I just read that was about safety and privacy and so it got on my mind. I think the thing is this: no matter what, there is no way to ensure your safety. If somebody is intent on hurting you, unless you are a trained ninja or something, they probably will be able to. But you can do your best to remain alert, vigilant, all that good stuff. And it’s not like having a man around makes you safer: men get mugged too. Basically people suck, and accidents happen, and there are no guarantees in life.
Oh my goodness I’m getting even MORE off topic. Soon I’ll be sobbing into my keyboard, lamenting the fact that bad things do indeed happen to good people…
How do I wrap this up?
Seriously I’m okay. Do NOT call the people in the white jackets.