TRUTH AND BEAUTY

I’m trying to get over my chronic exhaustion that has befallen me so far this week. So, I guess I’ll write about my previous week.

I’ve learned that for most arguments, the best solution is to sleep it off. Sleep clears the head, prevents me from throwing up any more word vomit. Sometimes exhaustion is the only reason I get into inane arguments. So when an argument gets too heated, don’t get offended if I just stop talking, ignore you, and just leave to go and rest. When I was younger, I used to wholeheartedly agree with people who said that if you’re trying to make a relationship work, it’s probably not worth being in. That’s bullshit. I feel like these words are said by the same people who not only drop people, but also jobs and other things, when the going gets tough or not satisfying enough. As I learned to value hard work and accomplishment, I gained more satisfaction knowing that a relationship doesn’t start out perfect. They start out too good to be true, but not perfect. Each day is a challenge. We learn new things about each other, new obstacles to face together, and new things about ourselves that we probably need to tackle alone but with the watchful eye and supportive heart of a long-term companion.

On Wednesday, I took my girl from high school, Janelyn, out to dinner as a birthday gift. We decided to go to Drago Centro in Downtown because I’m big baller status. (Not!)  Here’s my Yelp review of the place.  But, what was most important was catching up with Janelyn.  I realized that we haven’t really talked in a while and it was refreshing to just laugh and reminisce as well as see how far we’ve gone in life.

This weekend, I took a short trip to Sonoma (my first time!) with Erik for our friend’s 30th birthday.  The main attraction was wine tasting.  But,  he also rented a house that reminded me of the grandmother’s house in Paranormal Activitiy 3.  Well, it wasn’t that scary.  But, it was fun to just hang out with a bunch of strangers, some of whom, by the end of the weekend, I became friends with.  On the last night, we all cooked and ate together.  I baked brie with honey, almonds, and apples.  They also found out that I’m a marvelous Taboo player.

I loved this weekend in Sonoma.  This was the first trip where Erik and I didn’t argue on the first day, which is definitely a good sign.  I was so exhausted this week though, probably because of this short jetsetter trip.

Erik and I woke up at 6 on Sunday morning.  We drove down to SFO so I can get on my flight to LA at 8 and then head to the first rehearsal for the Getty performance at noon.  From the start, I was out of my comfort zone.  There was little direction.  The other three dancers and I were just given some words and emotions and stages of life to work with plus the music.  We were all supposed to be both choreographers and dancers.  In the end of our first rehearsal, we exceeded my own expectations and now I’m excited to see what’s next this Sunday.

Later that day, I visited my mom at home.  The previous day, she probably ate something bad and had non-stop diarrhea and vomiting.  Then, I hung out with a new group of friends (gay bros, pretty much) where we “watched” the Super Bowl.  Actually, more like watching Madonna’s Super Bowl half-time performance.

Bow down to Queen Madge!