What a week

[charlz_lynn]

God Damn, it's been quite the week here. Last Wednesday, Tyler and Erika and their dog Bernadette arrived and stayed in our driveway until Monday. I have missed Tyler so fucking much, and it was so good to spend time with her, and to finally introduce her and jodie. Of course, they hit it off. Two of my very favorite people. Then Thursday my dad and his wife flew in. He texted me about a week before to let me know that they got tickets and were going to surprise me but thought better of it. I'm glad he didn't surprise me - I had a lot of feelings to work out, since the last time we spoke on the phone I told him I was getting married and his response was "TO A MAN?!" and then arguing with me about gay marriage. So. I've been pretty pissed at him all summer and came this close to writing him an angry parental breakup letter. I'm so glad I didn't. He was perfectly delightful, accommodating, supportive... it was great to see him. This was the first time IN MY LIFE that he came to where I live just for me - without being sent there by his work. And his wife, Serena, is incredibly lovely. They spent a lot more time with Oliver, some we were so busy, but we got to have a lot of meals together. They mulched our garden (long story, so sweet). They sat in chairs during the wedding surrounded by our gaggle of Very Queer friends. My dad cried a little. I'm very touched that he came. Grateful.

The wedding was great. We really have the best people in the world. I know jodie wished it had been smaller, and both of us were fairly overwhelmed with people and didn't get much chance to really connect with everyone like we wanted, but I also can't imagine who wouldn't have been there.

Edited to finish:
The week since the wedding has been incredibly long and exhausting. Oliver started getting sick the day before the wedding, then vince (our housemate and officiant), then jodie the day after, and now me. I'm fighting it, but I'm just so fucking tired. Then jodie left for fabulosa and I'm dog/house sitting the wayward. Oliver had a dentist appointment, checkup with the doctor, diarrhea, general clinginess... I've been fighting sick, trying to write a thesis, and having meeting after meeting this week getting ready for teaching. Oli has to be picked up from school and shuttled to after school at 2:15 and thankfully nora's been able to help with that the two days I had meetings in that window. It's just a lot this week.

Maybe it feels like more than it is because I'm stressing out hard about my thesis.  I've had to learn a couple more computer programs, which kick out results that I don't know how to read. So tonight I'll be digging through the literature trying to figure out to interpret some statistical values, then I can pretend I know what the Fuck I'm talking about in my results. Oy. Lots of oy.

I'm eager to use our fancy resort hotel gift certificate. We were gifted a very fancy bottle of champagne, and a very fancy bottle of scotch, and we'll procure some mushrooms. Now that's what I call a honeymoon.

Everyone's out of town and I'm feeling really lonely - even surrounded by 3 dogs and a kid. The kid is going to my mom's today, too, so that loneliness might become more acute. We'll see. Writing, watching broad city, and drinking leftover wedding champagne by myself might be exactly what I need.