The opera and my night with The German
I just got home from a meeting and from walking way too far to find an open grocery store. My feet were hurting as I was wearing very cute heels that are comfortable in general but not after walking all day and for 8 more blocks. But I managed to find one and got more cat litter for the babies which they desperately needed! And little Emmalove had poopy butt when I got home so I cut it out and trimmed all her little butt fur while I was at it. She's happy now! And by their food dishes there was another one of those motherfucking centipede things - although I'm not sure exactly what it is, only that it's long and has many legs. It was luckily smaller than the first one, and not moving at all so it was easy for me to kill the awful thing. I didn't get around to calling my landlord back today so tomorrow morning for sure, and along with filling the holes left in my walls, I'll be asking for some kind exterminator to come (and to make sure it won't hurt little James and Emma).
Well, I'm exhausted. I'll report on the general events of last night but not go into it all that much. First, the opera show at Ravinia was fabulously wonderful! Before it started, the composer and conductor came onstage with someone from Ravinia and he interviewed them at a little table. That was really cool! And I liked hearing from the composer how he came up with various things and how his mind works, and why he chose to have a woman play the part of the man about who the opera was written. He also had a fabulous accent!!
So it wasn't a full opera or anything as it was only about an hour and a half long. The music was amazing and he had three guitarists for the flamenco-type music. And he really did so many different and cool things that I can't describe because I don't know any of the opera or music terms. And I loved it! I had chills running down my spine many times, and I was taken away by the music many times, and at the end I actually stood clapping at my full loudness the entire time whereas usually I tend to fake clap because it hurts my hands. I wanted them to know how amazing I thought they were and how much their music and performances touched me!
And by the way, I never even said the name! The opera is called Ainadamar ("Fountain of Tears") and the composer is Osvaldo Golijov. It's about the Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca, who was murdered in 1936 at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War. I'm intrigued by him now and want to learn a little more and read some of his poetry. [And by the way, I'm again trying to post a picture here and blogger is doing nothing even though it acts like it's uploading it!]
Anyway, The German also really liked it, even though sometimes during the performance he was trying to sillily distract me and I had to hold his hand tight, give him a sideways "stop it!" glance, and ignore him a little. Yes, he was misbehaving! We took a couple of very cute self portraits while waiting for the Metra to arrive afterward, and he also hugged me tight to him for awhile. And on the train ride back, he had his arm around me and let me close my eyes and rest on his chest. And when the conductor came around, he bought a ticket to my stop.
So he came home with me and he spent the night - yes, he did, and yes, we did. I had a feeling he was going to stay when he walked me in, because of the way he had looked at me sometimes during the evening and also the night before on the boat. And when he looked at me that way, I was actually saying to him in my mind, "do you realize that you love me?" So anyway, he first played with James and Emma because he knows how much I love that, and then he asked me for a towel and took a shower. I got under the covers and closed my eyes while he showered because I was so so so tired, and I was actually kind of hoping that he just wanted to cuddle and would wait to get down to the fun of fucking until the morning - but once he curled behind me and started rubbing his hands over me I quickly was quite okay with some action right then! However, I do think that we need to work on our rhythm together a little, because sometimes it's just not working. But it was still very good!
Afterward and after some cuddling and before I fell asleep I got up to do all the getting ready for bed and cleaning out the litter pan etc. and then went back to bed. He immediately cuddled up to me and I fell asleep for awhile with him spooning behind me. When I woke up suddenly and needed to turn and sleep on my stomach he was a little disappointed and still draped a leg over one of mine and had his top arm over me. In the morning when we woke up, I gave him a morning blow and then got in the shower while he made us coffee, and he was happy that he had twenty minutes to sit on the couch with me and drink our coffee together. And he loved the morning light coming through my front windows, which I just adore, too! And I was thinking that we could be happy living together, provided we had two bedrooms so the extra one could be his "office" where he could play his video games and have his space.
So that's that. We emailed back and forth a few times at work today, because my yahoo messenger still isn't fucking working at work, which just pisses me off! And one of the cool computer guys even came up today and tried to get it to work and wasn't able to find out what was wrong with it. And he even set me up as an "administrator" and it still wasn't working. He also asked me out, which he's done before, but luckily he also asked if I was seeing anyone and I told him that I am right now. He still emailed me pictures of himself later though. And asked me to lunch for tomorrow, which I felt obliged to accept because he was still working on my computer. Oh well.
Okay, I'm starting to shut my eyes while typing now, so that means that it's for sure time for bed! I can't wait to sleep more tomorrow night, and also to have nothing to do tomorrow night. I think I'll sweep under all my furniture to see if I can find any more of the motherfucking gross-ass centipede creatures to viciously kill!!!
Well, I'm exhausted. I'll report on the general events of last night but not go into it all that much. First, the opera show at Ravinia was fabulously wonderful! Before it started, the composer and conductor came onstage with someone from Ravinia and he interviewed them at a little table. That was really cool! And I liked hearing from the composer how he came up with various things and how his mind works, and why he chose to have a woman play the part of the man about who the opera was written. He also had a fabulous accent!!
So it wasn't a full opera or anything as it was only about an hour and a half long. The music was amazing and he had three guitarists for the flamenco-type music. And he really did so many different and cool things that I can't describe because I don't know any of the opera or music terms. And I loved it! I had chills running down my spine many times, and I was taken away by the music many times, and at the end I actually stood clapping at my full loudness the entire time whereas usually I tend to fake clap because it hurts my hands. I wanted them to know how amazing I thought they were and how much their music and performances touched me!
And by the way, I never even said the name! The opera is called Ainadamar ("Fountain of Tears") and the composer is Osvaldo Golijov. It's about the Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca, who was murdered in 1936 at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War. I'm intrigued by him now and want to learn a little more and read some of his poetry. [And by the way, I'm again trying to post a picture here and blogger is doing nothing even though it acts like it's uploading it!]
Anyway, The German also really liked it, even though sometimes during the performance he was trying to sillily distract me and I had to hold his hand tight, give him a sideways "stop it!" glance, and ignore him a little. Yes, he was misbehaving! We took a couple of very cute self portraits while waiting for the Metra to arrive afterward, and he also hugged me tight to him for awhile. And on the train ride back, he had his arm around me and let me close my eyes and rest on his chest. And when the conductor came around, he bought a ticket to my stop.
So he came home with me and he spent the night - yes, he did, and yes, we did. I had a feeling he was going to stay when he walked me in, because of the way he had looked at me sometimes during the evening and also the night before on the boat. And when he looked at me that way, I was actually saying to him in my mind, "do you realize that you love me?" So anyway, he first played with James and Emma because he knows how much I love that, and then he asked me for a towel and took a shower. I got under the covers and closed my eyes while he showered because I was so so so tired, and I was actually kind of hoping that he just wanted to cuddle and would wait to get down to the fun of fucking until the morning - but once he curled behind me and started rubbing his hands over me I quickly was quite okay with some action right then! However, I do think that we need to work on our rhythm together a little, because sometimes it's just not working. But it was still very good!
Afterward and after some cuddling and before I fell asleep I got up to do all the getting ready for bed and cleaning out the litter pan etc. and then went back to bed. He immediately cuddled up to me and I fell asleep for awhile with him spooning behind me. When I woke up suddenly and needed to turn and sleep on my stomach he was a little disappointed and still draped a leg over one of mine and had his top arm over me. In the morning when we woke up, I gave him a morning blow and then got in the shower while he made us coffee, and he was happy that he had twenty minutes to sit on the couch with me and drink our coffee together. And he loved the morning light coming through my front windows, which I just adore, too! And I was thinking that we could be happy living together, provided we had two bedrooms so the extra one could be his "office" where he could play his video games and have his space.
So that's that. We emailed back and forth a few times at work today, because my yahoo messenger still isn't fucking working at work, which just pisses me off! And one of the cool computer guys even came up today and tried to get it to work and wasn't able to find out what was wrong with it. And he even set me up as an "administrator" and it still wasn't working. He also asked me out, which he's done before, but luckily he also asked if I was seeing anyone and I told him that I am right now. He still emailed me pictures of himself later though. And asked me to lunch for tomorrow, which I felt obliged to accept because he was still working on my computer. Oh well.
Okay, I'm starting to shut my eyes while typing now, so that means that it's for sure time for bed! I can't wait to sleep more tomorrow night, and also to have nothing to do tomorrow night. I think I'll sweep under all my furniture to see if I can find any more of the motherfucking gross-ass centipede creatures to viciously kill!!!
