Monday Mention

Remember I told you about the tasty 6'5 eye candy I work with?  Oh, yes I admit I got a a crush on him just from afar. Although for the moment he sits right next to me. Well, two seats over. EC (eye candy for short) noticed I acted a bit different to him today.  I won't bore you with all the details, except it was 'me'--not really him.  
****Yesterday I posted whether you make an impression or impact on somebody. And the realization I can't compete with the 20 something sitting in the middle of EC and me. Was I feelin' old, out of sorts, and maybe some jealousy?  Heck, I am a spoiled only child, who do likes looking and talking to EC, but that's as far as it goes--EC makes me laugh.  So, of course you would like that to last. 
****Anyway, the whole point of this post,  EC tells me we haven't spoken all morning. And we hadn't. We kind of teased back and forth. Told him the 20 something needed to come back so he would quit talking to me. I thought I was being funny. Well, EC looks at me with those big baby browns and asks: Is there some jealousy? 
****Out of the mouths of babes....literally. 

Next to Last Day

of this second phase of training for the new job. I am happy bout that. I cannot tell a lie. Granted, I have learned quite a bit and grateful for it. Yet, I must be honest about my impatience on a couple fronts. Yea. Yea. Sure. It might be all due to the generation gap. It does exist. Majority of co-workers are 70's and 80's babies. I was doing other things when when these folks were in pre-school--like discovering the true meaning of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer--I digress. What I must remind myself of, I was their age once. Giddy. Loud. And the older folks  grew impatient with me too. Just when did this turn of the hands of time happen? The other impatience stems from the co-worker who said I did not talk much.  Yea. Yea. Sure. Well, somewhere along the way, I tried to talk to him. And he's few years younger. Dished up a few helpings of chat. I smiled. Thought I was witty. However, he seemed to deposit a  few words and strut on. While on the other hand, his looks toward me from other parts of the room or he stands close to me (like today) in silence, speak otherwise. Here again, I have not read the rules in the "How-to" book for this particular game in a decade or two or three. And I ain't got any plans to check the clearance bin of Amazon for said "How-to" book. I have decided to not instigate any chit chat. If he does want to chat, I am right there.  
OK.  Yes, I know I should be more understanding.  Patient. Friends are not made over night. .
Am I being too rough?  Be honest. I can handle it....uh...well... :)  

Yea the End

Of the week. A long week, even tho the length didn't physically change.
Been involved with the writing stuff for school--
It has so intensified my distaste of scripting non-fiction-
I have yet to capture how I can describe these backyard beauties

In a paper of how organizational behavior impacts business ethics ?
...yea...
So my mind floats to my co-worker SJ, who mentioned again WHEN will I
Record an audio book at she and hubby's studio, plus had I thought of radio?
I tell her again, how mystified I am since symptoms of my illness, in 2006,
Were of a stroke and my voice slurred and/or I dropped words-
SJ tells me my voice is beautiful so why am I not sharing it?
...yea....
And did you hear the one, that I find this male co-worker attractive?
Well over 6 foot, dive in and die for dimples, gotta put on your sunglasses smile
Oh, and the guy makes me laugh and just fun?
Wait a sec, did I tell you he's 21?
...yea...I could go to jail...
Oh well, --it's still Friday and I wanna go back to the '60's...

Just To Know

Me and Movie Man on his last day. I realize I either bust the camera (It's mine) or shoot the co-worker who took it--maybe both. So filled with grain and peach fuzz. Guess we'll just need to take another one. Movie Man, I'm sure, just rolled his peepers. Just to know him as I do.

Movie Man left today. It won't really hit me until Tuesday--after we speak Monday night how his first day went at Movie Man's new job. How it went for me as he wasn't at his old job. Will sink in --kinda like the Titanic-when I don't feel Movie Man's shoulder squeeze as he paces by. Like he did as he exited today at Stage I M Gone For Good. Just to know.

The day wound up being more emotional for Movie Man than he realized. The good bye from the comfortable to the hello of the unknown. Tonight, as I ate a salad which nearly cost a second mortgage (I love you Celebrity Bakery--however after tonight I will stay with just the bakery part--I digress) tried to reassure Movie Man he's doing the right thing. He tried to reassure me it's my time to finally fly. All my kids have flown from the nest. Just to know me as he does.

Our friendship has been the most different and most in-depth I've experienced, in a very long time. Some scenarios were not too pretty. Folks at work knew when we fought. While other scenarios we even surprised ourselves. Movie Man is the little brother I never had or ever really wanted. Both of us spoiled only children. Stubborn.

I realized tonight, I remind Movie Man too much how he was born three months after I graduated from high school. He's taught me everything movie box office since about 1979. And just shakes his head when I can't remember the first movie we saw together. I just remembered it took about six months to get him to agree to even have a first movie together.

This movie is far from finished. Pop more corn and hold the credits.

Just to know: I am blessed.

What Are You Reading?

Folks know I like to read. Granted, I don’t seem to finish books in a speedy enough fashion, like, let’s say: Harry Potter V or what is IV? I didn’t finish one of them prior to the movie release, just like I am, right now with VI. I digress. Anyway, I DO like to read, and there is one story that a chapter has come to a close, VI years in the making.

Movie Man accepted the new job offer and begins on March 2nd. Granted I am so thrilled for him! And I’m honest to say, sad for me. I re-read the pages of this chapter from Movie Man and me. Some good pages, some not so good—especially the blanks ones. Those translate into the days and weeks we didn’t utter a single word to each other for whatever reason. When we fought---well, we fought. That only child, stubborn, I AM right kinda thing going on. Learned a lot during those pages—good and not so good.

Sure, we’ll still be chums. How can we not? Racquetball, Burger Island, the Boofay, movies, and even the Cheesecake Factory (and Movie Man just said “Really?” when he read that!) will still be there. I mean, who else will bust their arm carrying my basket around Half Price Books and know to find me in the Clearance Section? However, the comfort in the knowledge that other was just across a giant room, if needed, disappears.

Movie Man and I sat back to back, for pretty much close to III years. We bonded over movies and books. I was amazed (and still am) a friendship blossomed with somebody who was born III months after I graduated from high school. It wasn't easy, and even now can be a work in progress. But then good relationships are.

When my illness came on, in February 2006, Movie Man swears I left him. Maybe so. Yet I didn’t apply for somebody to do their job and crack my chest open. :) I digress. Anyway, while I was in the hospital, Movie Man came in one day and announced a job, in another department, but still on our floor, had opened up. Should he apply? By the time I came back, from my leave of absence, in May 2006, Movie Man finally landed that job. So the adjustment of not being back to back had to be smoothed out. We still had comfort in the knowledge the other was close at hand. That feeling will remain for a more days.

Waterproof mascara will be worn on the day this chapter's final words are scripted.

Comfort in the knowledge the book continues.

I am blessed.