Leaf Blowers, Emeralds, Dooney & Bourke

I'm tired today, but not too terribly bad. I am, however, looking forward to maybe taking a nap when I get home from work. While I'm sad that Nick is going away this weekend, it will be kind of a recuperation time for me to just relax and bum around on my own, or maybe even get something productive done, like packing or sorting through stuff.

Last night, him and Christina came down and we tried some of those crisps from England I ordered. The Roasted Chicken ones were alright, but they weren't the really good ones I remembered, those were the Walker Sensations ones that were sold out. Next time, and I'm going to order more of those Sweet Thai Chile ones, too. We went to Club Charles for a little bit, but it was kind of a wierd night of trying to organise people and once we got there everybody sort of fractured into groups and left early and that. Christina had to work early, so she couldn't be out late. We only had two drinks a piece and took her home, and then Nick took me home and hung out for a while. We watched some QVC and HSN, took a little intermission (I'm still "out of commission," as it were, unfortunately. He doesn't seem to realize that periods last more than one damn day, though. It seemed to surprise the shit out of him that I still was on it since Tuesday.), and went back to watching television. A woman called in to talk about a ruby ring and said that ruby was the gem for fifty-fifth wedding anniversaries, and when the host asked what was the key to having a long-lasting marriage, the lady said be friends, and be kind to eachother (both good things, I think. Also things tha Rob and I had in spades, but oh well.), Nick responded with, "Sex, and lots of it," and when I just laughed and shook my head, he said, "What? It's working great for us." What else was said? There was a lot. He said we'd been going out almost two months, but really it was just four weeks last Friday. He says still that's pretty good. Then he said that we really are far too good together, after some clever back and forth comments regarding shit on the television and him lifting his head off my lap enough to kiss me several times, he said we'll just wait for him to do something stupid or for me to get tired of him, because that's usually what happens. I didn't say anything and he was like, "What? No rebuttle at all?" and I said, "No, of course I don't want that. I don't think I'll get tired of you. I hope you don't get tired of me, either." He referred to me as the cutest girl in the city again. I really wish I was, or that he really believes that atleast.

One funny thing last night on QVC or HSN was a leaf blower, and the caption for it read, "It extends, blows, and recharges." This cracked Nick up since he said he does the same thing. It was comical. I would have liked him to stay over, but I had to work today and he had to leave with his parents for New York around 9 and wanted to be able to sleep till then. He'll be back Sunday so that will be good. I'm going to go to the Savory James show on Saturday (Represent!!), and I sent Rainey and Brandy a message to see if they want to go to lunch at Holy's on Saturday afternoon, but I doubt I'll hear back. Other than that, don't know what I'll get into this weekend. It will be good to take it easy though.