A title escapes me

ast night I laid down on the couch at 8:30 (after cooking and eating dinner) and proceeded to pass the fuck out, and not wake fully (other than to move to the bedroom) until my alarm went off this morning, and even then, I did not want to get out of bed. It seems I would clearly rather be sleeping than anything else these days.

The team I play pool on has a make-up match to play tomorrow morning at 10am because the opposing team wanted to reschedule a few weeks ago when we were supposed to play them originally. SO, we get to wake up and go straight to the bar tomorrow morning. Lovely. (Lets dont pretend that we all havent wanted to do that at one point or another.)

The holiday season feels so different this year. Last year I was all "bah humbug" for the first time ever and this year it feels good to be back to my usual "I ♥ the holidays" self again. I guess Im just in a much better spot this year than last (in more ways than one).

I met Seamus's dad for the first time on Wednesday night. He was in the area for a business meeting and made a point to come to Portland to take Seamus and I to dinner so that I would know someone other than Seamus when we are in California for Thanksgiving! Im convinced that he comes from a family of the sweetest people ever and I may be falling in love with them already. Apparently, he went home and told Seamus's mom how much he liked me and she immediately scheduled mani/pedi's for she and I the day after Thanksgiving! So many exciting things happening on that trip - I really, really cant wait.

I have the strangest desire to stay in and cuddle with Seamus and watch Dumb and Dumber tonight. Followed maybe by Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. Stupid Jim Carrey movie marathon, anyone? I ran this idea by Seamus and I think he is 5 seconds away from breaking up with me for it.

Smooches.

P.S. - I replaced all of the buttons on my pea coat yesterday and sewed them on with 25lb fishing line. I dont know what the crap it is about pea coats that makes the buttons fly off like crazy, but I got sick of losing buttons and this is my solution. If the fishing line doesnt keep them on, then I wasnt meant to own a functioning pea coat. (Also I will be ultra pissed about losing any of the new buttons I put on as I bought the last 12 I could find, paid $40 for them, and, obvioiusly, they are very cute.)