To Sleep: Perchance to Dream

In a very impulse buy, Nidhal and I acquired cable TV yesterday afternoon. We'll have to wait and see if we keep it. Nidhal wasn't impressed because of the lack of channels that actually show soccer games. And I have been fine without it for months, but it is kind of nice to have it again. I don't know. We'll see.

Last night, I slept like a rock. It was the deepest and most satisfying sleep that I have had in a very long time. I was out. Oh how I love sleeping.

I'm watching Full House now.

Yesterday evening, we were sitting in the living room when suddenly there was a very bright flash of light outside. I wondered what it was until the large clap of thunder came. And then there was nothing.

I finally took the Christmas tree down.

And the rain makes it feel like spring.

Exactly 23 Years

Today is my birthday. Pathetically enough, Facebook was the first one to wish me a happy birthday on my birthday. Lyne came in a close second though. Hannah was the first one to tell me happy birthday yesterday. And my parents sent me a basket of flowers, which was random but nice.

I cleaned up my bedroom yesterday. It took me two hours to do the finishing touches. The entire apartment needs a very good cleaning. And we need more storage space... more shelves. Everything just piles up on the floor.

Hmm, I wonder what's taking Nidhal so long.

I woke up this morning and found a very beautiful chocolate cake on the table along with a couple presents. Nidhal apparently went to Dearborn yesterday without telling me and bought the cake and then went to the mall and bought the gifts. What a wonderful boy. :)

We just ate couscous for lunch and it was delicious. I requested it, of course. We might go out for dinner too. It has been a nice day.

Klar.

Today, I am in a surprisingly good mood, and therefore feel the need to type in this wonderful journal of mine.

There is a good mood for a reason. First of all, Nidhal is unbearably cute and I am forever grateful that I can spend my life with him. Yes, mushy lovey whatever. I really love him. In addition to that, we received two pieces of mail today and BOTH were very good, long-awaited things. Just in time to pay the rent, too. (And good thing because the stupid utilities bill was $103). So I'm happy. We had eggs for breakfast, which is one of Nidhal's favorites. Yesterday we has bsissa, which is a powder made by his mother in Tunisia. The powder is mixed with cold milk or water and with sugar, and it makes a very delicious and nutricious breakfast. The taste isn't like anything I had tasted before. But anyway...

Nidhal's poor friend had an unlooked for and unwanted adventure this morning. He parked his car near campus in Ann Arbor and got out to go to work. But, uh-oh, the keys were still in the car... the locked car. So he tried to call Nidhal, but Nidhal was sleeping and I didn't even hear the phone. He then walked down the street and knocked on a door asking for a wire coat hanger to get into the car. He was successful and he returned to his car. As he was well on his way to opening the car, four, yes, four police cars came to him with the police yelling to drop the coat hanger and put his hands up. He told them that the car was his, but to no avail. After he was checked for weapons, the police checked his ID and, what do you know, the car did indeed belong to him. Nice. Apparently what happened was that the people from whom he borrowed the coat hanger called the police and said that someone was trying to steal a car on that street. Niiiice. Idiots. Stupid. Poor Nidhal's friend. But at least the police helped him open his car after all that.

Last weekend, Nidhal and I visited Tina in Holland, Michigan. It was a very nice visit. ...venison pizza, big ice, chocolate, rain forests, adventures... We got a tour of Holland and were taken to the frozen lake, and on Saturday, we went to Grand Rapids and the Meijer Gardens. My sister lived in Grand Rapids for 10 years and never once took me there. She told me of its existance and pointed it out when we would drive by, but she never ever took me there. And now I have finally seen the inside of the place and it is very interesting. There was an arid room, a carivorous room, a victorian room, and a tropical room. All were very cool. And then we almost got lost in Grand Rapids. All in all, it was a very pleasant weekend, and Tina's family and dog were all entertaining and very nice.

It feels like spring!

It's a steamy 56 degrees outside and we're definitely enjoying it. We had to leave the apartment around 9:30am so we could meet my parents for breakfast. ...They were in town because they had to drive a friend of theirs down to some UM clinic. When we left, it was wet but partly sunny, the air was warm and fragrant, and the birds were chirping. It was absolutely wonderful. It is cloudier now but still nice. The whole thing reminded me of Freiburg. I like winter... I appreciate it for what it is, but there's nothing like that first spring day.

I've been using Nidhal's computer so much lately that I can barely type on mine anymore.

Baa Baa Black Sheep

Je n'aime pas que...

Christmas has been over for a long time, but the Christmas tree is still up in our apartment. We just haven't gotten around to taking it down yet.

I'm healing. We're healing. The usual.

The weekend is nice. There are no expectations on the weekend.

We spent last week at my parents. On Wednesday, Nidhal was a guest speaker in a class at Alpena Community College. From what I hear, he did very well. And I heard that another instructor wants him to come to her class too. Nidhal had a very good time with Dan and I thoroughly enjoyed my time with Steph and Anna. Anna is, as ever, adorable.

I'm reading The Lord of the Rings again. I had read The Hobbit last week for the first time in a long time. And then, of course, I had to keep reading. Call me a nerd but I just love those books. Now I just need to get Nidhal to watch The Lord of the Rings with me. He doesn't like fantasy or science fiction, which is rough for me because I enjoy both of them. He prefers action and such. Eight to ten years ago, action was my favorite genre. But not anymore. (And how weird is it that eight years ago, I was 15?!?!?!)