Oh the weather outside is frightful...

Who here remembers the Pizza Pit tv ad (that they still air, YAY!) with the toy car and the kids singing "Let it snow"? Because of this weather, that's what's going through my head.

I'm sitting in bed, watching it snow out my window, thankful that Monkey's dance performance for this afternoon has been postponed until tomorrow night. Marti is curled up RIGHT behind my laptop (to enjoy the heat coming off it) -- he must be chasing something in is sleep, he's twitching something fierce.

I'm working on a new hat for Nana. Her actual Christmas present is finished, though I need to figure out how to wrap it. She bought a hat a few years ago from Urban Outfitters and it has since stretched out so bad that her glasses are the only thing that keeps it from covering her eyes. Bad design or poor quality. I've also never seen a hat that needed elastic in the brim of a knitted hat. Is that something that's is usual?

While I wait for Monkey to come home from her dad's, I've been watching movies. Last night was Inception (really well done!) and Assassination of a High School President (Patrick plays the president; is a family friend of my boss -- and he's such a cutie). Now to another movie.

kick back...

and relax. as of 5pm, i was officially on my christmas vacation. i'm off until the 28th. it feels good. i need this. as soon as i hit publish on this, i'll put my sleeping companion, my best little monkey, to bed and go to mine.

dear santa, please make my house clean. i've been good this year. xoxo zeghsy

think it'll work?

p.s. marti just jumped on me. oof. fewer snacks for him.

"bridge may ice before road"

every time i saw that sign, i giggled. they have ice in savannah? maybe in their glasses, but not on their roads.

dec. 12
the senator is working at the bakery right now. i'm supposed to go there and he said he'd get me some breakfast. i think lunch is the proper term for it now. :) he'll be there until 3pm (est) and then i have no idea what he has planned. i know we're supposed to go meet a bunch of his friends tonight. tomorrow night he has to work at the boar's head and i think i'm having dinner there as a result. he gave me a book on savannah's squares and there's a map in it. he marked where his place is, the bakery and where the boar's head is. i may go wander a bit. we went for a little walk on the way to get dinner last night. i was totally lost. :D
i got lost. walked right past the bakery because i didn't know the name of it. duh.

dec. 14
i've seen plenty of horse drawn carriages here. haven't taken a ride in one yet. maybe today. we have the whole day to ourselves.
yesterday, the senator had to work at the boar's head. while he was working, i wandered around around river street and did a smidge of shopping. after the sun went down, i went back to the restaurant and waited for it to slow down enough for him to make me some dinner. yum. it was well worth the wait. first, i had two caesar salads (they had a couple big parties and made too many salads). for an appetizer, i had peach bbq shrimp wrapped in bacon. then he made me blackened cajun mahi-mahi with cajun tartar sauce and fresh snow peas and their own basmati rice blend. as a special treat, chef bill made the senator something with shrimp, asparagus, red bell peppers, and spaghetti. it was super yummy, whatever it was. i was so full, i could even walk around when the senator was done with work. i needed to go home and lay down. so worth it though.
i was so full, it hurt. and we ate like that the rest of my holiday. oof. it's great having a boyfriend who is a chef, but i need to not eat quite so much when i'm only visiting or i'll get fat, right quick.

i didn't want to leave. it was absolutely beautiful and everyone i met was really nice. plus, i'm completely smitten with the senator. it's mutual. i can't wait to see him again.

cathedral of st. james the baptist


cathedral of st. james the baptist


cathedral of st. james the baptist


cathedral of st. james the baptist


sign for cathedral of st. james the baptist


making pralines


the georgia queen


bridge to south carolina


tabby paving -- made with shells


this beer is 'teh yum!'


jack daniel's chocolate pecan pie


rreeaallyy big ship


they have buds on the trees, in december!


the senator


ms. zeghsy -- i'm not super fond of being in front of the camera


mr. harley


the senator's street


i want this house!


if you know the song, you'll get this photo ;)


i love this yard


see...


apparently i just needed a better photographer


the senator and me at clary's (made famous in "midnight in the garden of good and evil")


outside custard boutique


outside the mercer-williams house (as in johnny mercer's family; no mercer ever lived in this house however)

i'm ready

and surprisingly not panicking.

internet, i've met someone. he's about as perfect for me as you can get. which is to say, he's not perfect at all. he has flaws and has made mistakes in his life and chokes on his own toes a lot. and i'm completely gaga for him. he's never been married and doesn't have any children. he can't wait to meet my monkey though. he's a "cat person" and understands why i want to kill the dog on a a weekly basis (not because i hate the dog, but because the dog irritates me to no end -- no uproar needed). he knows about all my crazies and has already had to deal with a few, all with positive results. the coolest part of all of this, he feels exactly the same way i do.

i'm ready, internet. i'm jumping in, with both feet. eyes wide open. :)

so there i was

sitting on my bed, minding my own business, crying because i'm a sucker for a good love story. cali is curled up on my hello kitty pillow, snoring. marti just finished cleaning one of his feet, settles into a comfortable position, lets out a big sigh. five seconds later, he farts. strangely enough, no smell. thank the gods! then, at ten to two, i decide the story is too long for me to finish (sitting #2!) then, so i put away my lappy 486 and turn off the light. that obviously means it's time to wake up, do laps around the bed, attempt to get into the closets, jump on my bladder, talk, play, TAG YOU'RE IT! i finally fell asleep at 2:30.

socrates called too, during all that. i'm pretty sure i won't see him this weekend. sucky. but he's coming down here next weekend. salsa bitches! well, that's what he said, anyway. but... suckier still, he's going to be in dayton, ohio the weekend of the june showcase. crap. there has to be a way to cram tons of socrates time into small spans of time. i'll figure it out. but don't expect me to show my work.

i love my cat

really i do. but i'm not above kickin' her furry fat arse when she spends the entire night banging my blinds. all night long.


and of course this is the look i get from her. she's all, "what? leave me alone." i love you cali, but you try my patience and i'm not feeling terribly friendly toward you right this moment.

irritations for today

i woke up to marti asking for pets this morning. that's not an irritation, that was nice. the irritating part was when i realized it was only wednesday and i stayed up late trying to finish 'eldest' when i didn't have the time to spare this side of sleep. hmph. plus, i'm missing dooce® on the today show! it hasn't aired yet. i'll find some linky action when it does. :) go heather!!!

you got where when?!

yep. 5am. appleton. saturday morning. i could have watched the sun coming up over hwy 41 if it hadn't been so damn cloudy. i went to see socrates this weekend. he had to work a bit saturday and all of yesterday, so we hadn't planned on me going to visit. yet, somehow the conversation at 1:30am went from "i wish i didn't have to work, i'd really like to see you," to "well, i really want to see you, so it's up to you," to "when are you leaving madison?" i didn't end up leaving o-town until 3am (in tears because marti still wouldn't come out from under the stairs). no dancing for me. just movies and socrates. i did read "way of the peaceful warrior" yesterday, while he was at work. yes, the whole book. it's not very long. then i popped in the movie to see the differences. i liked the book better. i usually do.

when there's something i want to say to him, but i know i shouldn't, and i feel like i'm lying almost by not telling him; how do i explain the crying?

so scared.

poor little buddy. it'll get better soon.

I don't like it.....

meet marti. he's the newest member of our household. as you can see, from the photo, he's not a fan of riding in the car. but, he's my bestest buddy and i'm so happy to have him here.

the great dog hunter has arrived. but he's afraid... of my dog?! oh buddy, what did they do to you?