Chicago PD vs. Hanna
Woohoo, I am managing ANOTHER diary entry so close to the last one, ha ha. I hope everyone had a good Christmas and New Years!! Mine was pretty nice, I can’t complain. I am an only child and definately loved, so I am pretty spoiled, lol.
I am doing pretty good on the diet front. Today (Saturday) was the first day in about 2 weeks I have been able to get to the GYM. The week of XMAS I had no time on the days they WERE open, and this past week I have been out of town. It was good to get back there and still be in pretty much the same shape (maybe a bit better) as I was when I was there last. I am seeing little changes everywhere on me that I am growing happy with. My clothes seem to have more room in them now, even with me in them! In someways I even feel lighter, and my complexion is definately clearing up. I am assuming its very much due to the fact I have given up sodas and candys for now and have been eating healthier foods and exercising. Frank said he notices differences in my body and that makes me feel good. I can’t really SEE the results you know? I just see me. So when he said that, all my hard work really felt paid off and I wanna keep going to impress him, AND myself. Mostly myself. I want to be healthy and attractive for him though =)
He’s actually here right now. Well, not with me at this moment. I am having to work the midnight shift here at work, so he’s at my place fast asleep in bed..occasionally he has woken up to keep me company and then he drifts off again. But anyway, he came to spend New Years with me, and he only got a one way ticket, because we weren’t sure how long to make this visit. He hasn’t mentioned a date to return home and he’s almost been here a week, so I’m hoping I get one more full week outa him..and It will be our longest visit together yet!
He totally spoiled me for Christmas. Back in October I had found my name in Kanji (Japanese Script) and he designed a logo out of it that was pretty unique and cool looking. I had it turned into a tattoo! Anyway, he took that logo and had it put on a hoodie, a journal, and a throw pillow. I was really surprised at the quality too. Cafepress.com doesn’t mess around! The logo on the sweater wasn’t an iron on or a stiched patch, but somehow the color was like, laser printed onto the material, so it was dyed like that or something. The journal is the same way, some how they blended the colors of the print with the plastic of the cover…and the pillow is actually stitched around the logo..Anyway, they turned out really good. He also got me a ZUNE!! I’ve been wanting one for forever. I have mentioned it every now and then, but I guess he didn’t think I was really THAT interested in them. Anyway, he found one on sale online one day and showed me the sale and I went nutz because the price was too good but I still couldn’t afford it. So that was a nice surprise when I opened a box and there was my new pink zune, haha. I LOVE IT.
He also is being SO supportive of my diet and exercising. He took me to a sporting store and got me a couple of workout outfits and an armband to put my zune in. I have just been going to the gym in an old pair of lounge pants and tshirts, lol. I hate that I am so broke, and I feel bad that he spent the money to do it, but it kinda makes me feel good. It’s his way of being encouraging. I love sleeping with him too. If we somehow get seperated in the middle of the night he’s always reaching out to me. Even if its to rest his hand on my side, or my arm or to even just wrap all of him around me. Those moments where I feel myself start to doubt how he feels because he isn’t one to use words to express that just fades away when he does those things.
I love how when we got back to my house he ran right to my mom and gave her a big hug, like he missed her as much as he did me. Or before that even when she called my cell but I was busy he answered the phone "hi mom!" ..like he really puts himself in my little family now..he feels a part of that, and that feels pretty special. I work last night (Friday) from 3-11pm and the whole time I was at work he and my mom just talked and talked. He never does that with his own parents. (And he should!) but I’m really glad he feels so comofrtable with us. Right now we’re planning on our trip to Africa next year to go to the World Cup!! We decided to go in 2006 during the last Cup. Yay!
New Years Eve was a lot of fun btw, we spent it in Bloomington, Indiana with my bestfriend and her fiancee. She’s lived there for two years now and I haven’t been to see her, she’s come here only. So we spent a couple days with them and went to this place called The Blue Bird and saw a live coverband for Red Hot Chili Peppers, we toasted the New Years and hugged and kissed, and drank some more. Then we went to a dance club and finished off the night. I was pretty sore the next morning from all the dancing and from breaking in a new pair of heels, haha. It was a good, relaxing visit though. I’m really glad we went.
I got pulled over by a cop on my way into Chicago to pick up Frank. (Oh, he took a train from NYC to Chicago, I went to my uncle’s who lives up there and spent a night with him before picking up Frank the next morning.) Anyway, I had directions from my uncle’s house TO the train station but they were so wrong and pretty much just got me lost. I was merging onto a freeway and this car was nice enough to finally let me get over, and about a half a mile down the lights start flashing and I realize it’s an undercover police car! Soooo…I pull over, and I have the driver’s license ready and the proof of insurance, and my registration…all ready…he comes up to the passanger side door..and this is how the conversation proceeds:
"Hello ma’am, how are you doing today?" PO
"Well, I was okay." ME
"Can I have your DL, proof of insurance, and registration please?" PO
I hand it to him.
"Where are you going?" PO
"To Chicago." me (mind you I was on the freeway, HEADING towards the freakin’ skyline of chicago.
"Why?" PO
"I’m going to the trainstation." ME
"Where?" PO
"The one in c h i c a g o." ME
he gets testy: "Well which one, there’s more than one trainstation in this city!" PO snapped.
"Union station. May I ask why you pulled me over?" ME
"Why are you going there?" PO
"To pick up my boyfriend…" ME getting impatient with this dumbass cop
"Where is he coming from?" PO
"New York City. Brooklyn, I don’t have his address memorized sir." ME
"Why couldn’t he just take a train to Missouri? Why did you have to pick him up here?" PO
WTF
"Because he wanted to come here, and plus we’re visiting my family up in ——-" ME
"Are these your parents on this Insurance card?" PO
"NO, notice my name is on both cards. I share insurance with the other policy holder." ME
"Does this car belong to you?" PO
"Yes Officer, my name is ALSO on the registration, that matches the information on my drivers license." ME
He tells me to wait
there while he runs my information. He comes back finally, and tells me the reason he pulled me over was because I had beads hanging in my rearview mirror! Oi, man, what a waste of my time. Then proceeds to give me directions to the train station. This stupid cop kept asking me questions about my being in the Chicago area like I was a wanted criminal! I mean you pulled me over for beads in my rearview mirror and find the need to intterrogate my presence in the stupid city? I wish now I had gotten his badge number and turned him into his commanding officer as Chicago’s dumbest cop. lol. Its none of his freakin’ business WHY I was in Chicago. His only business is my breaking any laws. Anyway, I got out of a warning AND a ticket. This making my third time.
And not only was it his questions that irritated me, it was his TONE. Like, "why the fuck are you in my city Missouri girl?"
Just wait until I am with the FBI Mr. Traffic cop, I’m so gunna hunt you down, haha. I was trying NOT to get sassy with him, but the more he went on the more I lost any tolerance I had for that nonsense. Not to mention I was already upset for being a bit lost and wondering what I was gunna do and then in that very moment he pulls me over. I really thought I was gunna explode on the guy if he kept asking me questions and not answering the one I asked him WHEN I asked him, lol. I don’t even remember what else he asked me, but he asked prolly 24 more questions than what I put in here..I just forget because it isn’t fresh in my mind any longer. Man, just writing about it again makes me all pissed off again, haha.
Whew, anyway. I told Mr. Boyfriend he isn’t allowed to do that ever again. From now on his butt flys into an airport near me and thats how it’s gunna stay until we’re living in the same city, lol.
Well..I have two hours and 45 minutes before I get to go home and crawl into bed with my honey, I’m gunna go walk around to wake myself up!!
I’ll try to write again even sooner!