When There's Too Much to Report!

Welcome back Friends. :) I had a week of such unimaginable amount of events, some pleasant, some horrifying, that I did not get a chance to blog.

Phantom of the Opera

Let me begin with last Sunday. I was getting ready that weekend for the arrival of Alice and Matt, and Rafaleah was cleaning the house like mad! We were shopping for things we needed (the airbed) and excited. Last Sunday we went to see Phantom of the Opera at the Majestic Theater!

It was a beautiful theater, and the performances were wonderful! I saw the show back in February 2000, with Abby and her dad at Gammage. I have to admit, I liked the Gammage performances better, but I guess it was because that was my first time seeing it. The Majestic was pretty, and reminded me somewhat of the Orpheum, except it was stacked more like the Herberger with the rows. The seats were small! Americans have gotten much fatter than when the theater was originally built, so you had to cuddle up to the thighs and elbows of the people next to you.

Raffy was enjoying the show, and the music. He was chillin on the aisle seat, and I took the crowd, but at least I could cuddle up to him and not have to sit too close to the lady on my left. We paid for Orchestra level seats, and they were on the center stage section to the right of the stage. Honestly, it was a great place to sit once, but mostly older people go there because they don't have to sit high and brave the stairs. Thus there were many old people farting throughout the show, and all you could do was sit through it.

Plus, they always stage the show so that you can see it from above. I will probably steer away from Orchestra seating until I am an old person partaking of brocollis and going to plays and farting.

My New Coif

Here is a picture that Raffy took of me after the show. I wanted to show off my new look online:


Also, here is the Munch Man version, I took the next day. This is going on my profile!


Moses and the Bed

After suffering two stressful workdays on Monday and Tuesday, I was preparing my home for the arrival of Alice and Matt. I was SUPER EXCITED to see them, meet the man of Rachael's dreams, and to give them a resting place because I know what that drive is like!

Raffy and I came home, and I was listening to some election coverage (I early voted the week before! :D) but I could not go to the caucus because my guests were coming. I started putting together the bed, because the motor is very loud, and I didn't want to disturb the neighbors after 10:00pm.

I filled the bed with air in my living room, and I went to slide it in my bedroom so that I could relax with some dinner while I was waiting. Moses was in the way, and I thought he would go in the closet, but he went towards the bed. Raffy usually has a small plastic box near our bed now, since Moses is old and he cannot jump onto the bed without help. He was trying to go to the box, and get on the bed to avoid the air mattress.

But we moved the box to the closet or the air mattress would not fit easily into the space. So he was trapped. And the air mattress came down on him and squished him.

This is the face he made after he crawled out from under the bed:

:o

Traumatized! He was jittery all night after that, and after we went to bed, he woke me up around 3:00 am and wanted me to keep him company. I took care of him and got the best sleep I could, but I tried to keep him away from the guests so they could get a good sleep for their trip!

Rachael and Matt

After a couple hours, I moved the bed back to the living room, and Raffy and I put the sheets on it. Moses hid in the corner, and we put him in the bedroom with Raffy, so I could put a little more air in the mattress. It was about 9:30 pm, so I thought I would get away with it without disturbing the neighbors.

I filled the air for a few minutes, and once I turned off the machine, I heard a light tap on the door. I checked the peek hole, and I thought it was the lady downstairs, but I saw a flash of red hair, and 2 people, and I knew it was Rachael and Matt!!

Big Hugs! It was great. We talked for a couple hours, and they went to bed. They are excited and happy together, and now that I have had time to meet Matt, I can tell from the way they are together, that they have the right chemistry to be very, very happy together. It is rare to see that level of compatability, but they have it. It reminds me of me and Raffy! They communicate well, and are in tune with each other, and supportive and I am very, very happy for both of them.

You guys remember, I will help you with whatever you would like me to do for your wedding!

After a good night's sleep, and showers, Matt showed us his neato light saber he got as a going away present! It was fun to swing it around. I'll have to get one of those someday! Then we went out for breakfast at Village Inn, and Rachael and I had pie! Yum! :D

Then we came back to play the Wii, and Raffy and I really enjoyed playing Wii Play with them. But before we could play, my remote got reset, and it took almost an hour to remember how to reprogram it. My booklet was in the closet, but not where I was looking! Raffy found it and I got the remote to work so we could play, but it was a good chance for Rachael and Matt to check their email and forums.

We played until 1:00, then as things wound down, they needed to go to Houston to meet Rachael's grandma. We hugged, and promised to see them again in Atlanta. We do want to go to that wedding in Pheonix! :D Raffy and I had a blast, and again, we are happy we have another couple to hang out with that is fun, even though they live in another state!

Bad Karma

After they left, I wanted to go shopping for some meat. We went to Sun Harvest, and as I parked, a cart came crashing down onto my car. The parking lot is not level, and Raffy saw an old lady looking scared.

I got out of the car, and I saw a lady in the car next to us. She heard it hit, but she thought I hit the car in front of me. I smiled and I said, "At least the cart didn't hit your car!" There was a pretty big couple of dents, but because I have a dark car, it won't really be noticed.

We went to the meat counter, and the old lady was there, looking nervous. Raffy whispered to me that was the lady, and I said to him, "Don't worry about it, sweetie. It is just a little dent, and I am not concerned about it."

The old lady seemed to feel better, and started talking about how she loves meat with a bone in it to me as they wrapped up my purchase. I bet she was on a fixed income, and even if it was or wasn't really her fault, elderly people tend to get paranoid that something like that will be blamed on them and they will have to pay money they don't have.

We came home, and watched the finale of Project Runway. Very satisfying, with our favorite designer Christian winning! We had a delicious beef dinner with potatoes, and I thought my bad karma was done.

But it wasn't. I came in to work again, and I cannot repeat what happened there because I have taken a vow not to blog about my work. All I can say is that I am very, very sad what happened on Thursday, and if you want to know, you can call me, but I am not going to compromise my workplace vow on my blog.

I am still in shock, but I went out with Raffy to get some coffee last night, and I am going to do my best!

The Aftermath and The Big Juicy

Friday was a heavy day at work, and I was coping the best I could after the events of Thursday. I came home very mind numbed, after coffee with Raffy, and I went to bed as early as I could. I had a pretty good night's sleep, and I ran my errands this morning.

I paid some bills online, and we went to a celebratory party for an accomplishment that Raffy's team has made. They were very happy, and I like being around Raffy's coworkers. They are all very nice people, and I am glad he is on a team that cares, and that has such a great dynamic together. We had delicious food, and we celebrated with cake, and stories of Raffy, also known among his coworkers as "The Big Juicy."

Apparently, at a previous lunch to celebrate a rollout of a program, Raffy's team went to a burger joint, known as the "Home of the Big Juicy." The Big Juicy is their signature burger. Well, Raffy saw a lady eating a small plate with fully-loaded nachos. He ordered a nachos, and a burger. It is one of those places that call your name, and you pick up the food, and go back to your table.

Raffy ordered last, -but- they called his name first, and Raffy came back to the table with a HUGE platter of fully loaded nachos, that could have fed the whole table. Raffy started tearing up those nachos, and after a few minutes, they called him for his burger. After he ate the nachos and the burger, a man came up and started talking to him.

It was really Raffy's uncle, but his coworkers thought it was Mr. Big Juicy congratulating him on finishing the nacho platter and a Big Juicy burger. It was then, my Raffy was dubbed, "The Big Juicy." It fits!

It reminded me of the episode of Seinfeld where George was trying to get a cool nickname from his coworkers, "T-Bone" but they named him "Ko-Ko."

So now I am done with my longest post ever. I hope next week is better with my karma, and I get through this tough part.

Ciao!