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Today Dave called me, and it was nice. It was weird, though, because I went from feeling totally normal and having a good day to mopey- as if it were the first day of his absence all over again. I rebounded relatively quickly, but he totally picked up on it. 

I may be the most needy person on the planet, I swear! I don’t know what has come over me- this is not who I am! It’s pathetic! He should be able to leave for two weeks and I should be fine. I have been fine, really! Totally, 100% good. Living life, having a good- albeit boring time- but  good none-the-less. Still, something about hearing his voice brought tears to my eyes, and he totally sensed it. He sent me a text after our 12 minute phone conversation saying that he couldn’t shake that feeling that something was wrong by the tone of my voice. He wanted to make sure that everything was okay.

I messaged him back apologizing, reassuring him that I am in fact good and that I only miss him, am lonely, and that somehow hearing his voice only made those feelings stronger. I really don’t know how all of those military wives/girlfriends/fiances do it. The feelings really came at me from out of nowhere. He said that he misses me too and can’t wait to get back and canoodle with me. lol.

I’m good at blaming things on my period. I’m blaming this on my period, too. I have almost no handle on my emotions when I have my period.

It sounds like they’ve had a fantastic, awesome, spectacular time. They’ve been to Amsterdam, Berlin, Munich, Venice, Rome, and are now heading to Switzerland to see the Alps. They’re taking some random train ride through the Alps also. They did beer tours in Munich, saw the Berlin wall, drank $11 pint beers in Venice (he said everything was unbelievably expensive there)… it just sounds like everything has been going spectacularly. The food has been great, everything has been great.

Anyway, we just have one more week to go! He’ll be back on Wednesday of next week. Thankfully my sister Alison and mom are coming to town for the weekend, so they’ll help to keep me busy. Ali is moving in with my sister Erin, so she’ll be staying indefinitely. Erin is coming to spend the night at my place on Thursday night. We’re going to open a couple bottles of wine and watch movies- I’ll probably make us something good for dinner too, though I’m not sure what yet. I’m going grocery shopping tomorrow.

I’m pretty much sure that I’ve become the pizza making champion of the universe. I’m not entirely sure when this happened. I made pizza last week and today I decided to make it again, only this time I modified the crust recipe a bit and the way that I cooked it. Extraordinary results followed. Like, unbelievably extraordinary results.

I went rollerblading this morning and kind of failed. I’m still pretty unfamiliar with the area that I’m living in (as in side streets, which streets lead where, etc) and decided to go exploring. I crossed a busy highway at 8:30am onto a street with no sidewalks (in the city this is fine, but in the suburbs people apparently don’t take kindly to anything except cars on the streets). I got honked at… twice… even though I was staying to the side of the street and following the appropriate laws (gesturing when turning, using turn lanes when necessary, etc). After going along for a little bit I hit road construction. I took a left and found that the street was a cul-de-sac with no outlet. I turned around again and went in the opposite direction where after following the road for a while I took the only other street that existed- a right- and found that it led right back to the damn highway! Anyway, I gave up and went home. I’ll try going somewhere else tomorrow.

I hate the suburbs!!

I love the suburbs.

Ugh.

Why can’t there be a happy medium? Perhaps a suburb built like the city? A city away from the city with quiet, walkable streets that surround a vibrant walkable, bikeable community in the center with good local shopping and restaurants (If I see another Panera I may cut somebodys head off, I swear). I’d live there. I’d love it there. Again, the suburbs have been great so far, but I hate that you have to drive to get anywhere. Sometimes I just don’t want to get into my car to see people or go to the park.

Maybe you just can’t have both.