Cynicism, Patience, and Dancing

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I found out during my most recent relationship that I am less than romantic, even cynical. I don't do soppy declarations, romantic settings make me laugh, and trying to get me to do either requires a lot of motivation. That said, I usually enjoy weddings. Maybe weddings aren't romantic? Hmm, no. Two people pledging their lives to each other and then having a party to celebrate, complete with age-old symbols of love (rings, vows, aphrodisiacs, cake, dancing, white dresses [that one makes my inner cynic start, though]), is pretty sappy. Maybe I just enjoy seeing my friends/family fairly happy.

I got to go to a wedding last night. A friend from childhood who I hadn't seen in eight years sent my family an invitation. Dad had to go to California, so Mom wasn't going to go, but I was determined. So determined that four of us ended up going, with me driving the lead during the hour-and-a-half journey over to Mom's old college (who saw that coming?). We got to see Mom's old dorm and part of the campus. We were also regaled with a few tales of her life during college. Now, theoretically, I knew Mom was a socialite of sorts. She was the "always cheery" one who lived in a coed dorm, had dances on the very large porch of the same, and got thrown into Theta Pond on her 21st birthday. Almost makes me envious, almost.

The wedding itself (held right near Theta Pond) was a standard one, as these things go. This is not surprising once you know about the family. They are very traditional for this part of the world. It was actually a little slow, but I have learned patience about these kind of things. I'd rather they be slow than rushed. The reception afterward was quite good. They had a very nice spread of food, and the cake was tasty. There weren't enough tables, so we had to share. We met the mother and mother-in-law of the best man. They were very sweet and complimentary towards my knitting (I brought it and refuse to be defensive), and very interested in my musical career. I have potential customers if I wish to sell my knitting. It took the wedding party quite a while to take pictures and such, so we had decided to leave by the time they got to the dancing. The best thing about having a wedding of an agemate is the music. I actually enjoyed it(!), and participated once before we left.

My knitting at the moment is an entrelac dishcloth. However, I love it so much I want to use it (that sounds wrong), so I'm extending it into an extra-long cloth I can use in the bathroom or for dishes once I move. I may also try to make a towel from the same pattern, we'll see.

My crochet at the moment (small moment of silence for me breaking the one-project-at-a-time rule) is a cardigan/bolero. I did it totally wrong at first, and had to rip back a lot. I'm now following the pattern slavishly, like a good little recipe-follower. It's going to turn out nicely, I think.

The only news left is...school. My psychology class will be over in two weeks, and I have to decide what to do for the summer. Two or three months seems like such a short time. I keep thinking I won't need an activity, but reality checks that thought almost immediately. I am a stimulation junkie. If there is nothing new going on, I get antsy. 

Until next time,
Greeny