Recovery: Day 7

And that's that for my "break". Tomorrow is back to work because I'm feeling okay. This is not exactly how I'd prefer to spend a week away from work. However, I won't be in pain again. Well, at least not from gallstones. I spent two months in near agony and now it's over. The surgery and recovery was a small price to pay for not having to deal with that pain anymore.

And now I can eat normally, too. Hells yeah!

I checked today and, sadly, no new developments on our Visa application. Not that I was expecting anything. But, I always keep my fingers crossed.

It was hard going through this past week without James. Certainly I managed fine without him, but it's a luxury I would have paid any price to have.

He certainly did his best to be available to me from 3,600 miles away. Between emails, IM's and the such, he was always in touch. And he handled my whining well (Believe it or not, I'm not the best patient). I love you, baby.

Elsewhere...

I haven't been able to attend a DC United game since May 8th and James is quick to point out that the team hasn't lost a single game since my hiatus. Could it be I'm bad luck?!

I'm pleased about my teams winning streak. Especially the 4-1 drubbing of Beckham+10 (=zero) today.

And, I'm sure the record is just a coincidence. Right? Right?

Recovery: Day 5

The pain is definitely diminishing and I can go longer before needing the percocet. Everything is healing nicely. At least, I think. I'm scared to look at the stitches still. I'm a complete wuss.

Because I still have to sleep on my back, and because my cats are still young and therefore rambunctious, they aren't allowed in the bedroom with me at night. Which has made them both excellent day company. They don't leave my side until it's time for me to go back to bed. It's been sweet having them cuddle up next to me during my recovery.

They've had a rough time of it lately. A month ago I was in England for a week and that got them sad. Then of course I spent a couple nights in the hospital and on top of that, I'm denying them their bed time with me.

Next week, we'll all be back to normal.

And, I'm counting down the days (84) until I'm back in England with James.

Mmmm... Percocet

What does it feel like to have your gallbladder removed? Well, it feels like being punched in the belly over and over and over and over.

But, the Percocet makes it all better. Okay, not all better but it certainly numbs the pain quite a bit.

The two nights spent in the hospital wasn't as awful as I was afraid it would be. Every person on staff was great and took good care of me. And, it helped that my daddy came up and stayed with me, too.

So, now I'm back at home and recovering. I still feel like I'm being punched in the stomach, but it's not the end of the world. This pain will go away so it's far better than the pain I was dealing with for two months while waiting for the surgery.

I miss my fiance though. :(

I hate to be that girl, but...

I swore to myself that I wasn't going to turn this blog into a lovey-dovey my boyfriend/fiance is so awesome bragathon. But... well, my boyfriend/fiance is so damn awesome!

Now it looks like we could be apart for seven months. Booo!
So just in case anyone from Homeland Security is a fan of my blog:

Dear wonderful Mr./Mrs. Homeland Security person reviewing the file for Jessica Caroline Howard and James Andrew Hunt,
James is a fine upstanding and respected person in his community. He's successful, respectful and honest. He's the most sincere person I've ever met. He will contribute to our society in nothing but positive ways.
So please, please, please expedite our K-1 Visa application ASAP. Our future is in your hands.
And I have DC United tickets with your name on them if it helps!
Sincerely,
Jessica Howard

On to other matters...
I finally got my car back last week and it looks brand new. $11,700 worth of damages. Yes, when I do it, I do it right baby! They detailed my car and made it all shiny inside and out.

I see a new surgeon on Monday and hopefully (cross your fingers here, please) I can have the surgery on Friday. I'm told it's minor and outpatient so everything will be fine.

I admit though, I'd be much happier if James were allowed to be here with me during recovery.
(hint, hint Mr./Mrs. Homeland Security person)

And now to the wedding:
Tonya has picked out her dress and Jade's Flower Girl dress. All we really need now is the GROOM! (another subtle hint, hint to Mr./Mrs. Homeland Security person)

Have I mentioned how amazing my fiance is? Trust me, the absolute best.

Oh dear, I'm that girl.

Lyrics of the day:
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play

Dear Prudence, open up your eyes
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies
The wind is low, the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence, won't you open up your eyes?

-Dear Prudence: The Beatles

Where the hell have I been?

Well, I have a good answer loyal readers. All over. Okay, just England and New Jersey.
So, let's start with England.

I've been home two weeks now and I still miss it. I can't believe I have to wait three months to go back.

I met my future in-law's and they are fabulous, fabulous peeps. Thank God! I was nervous, I really was. I had no idea what their feelings about me would be. Their only son is moving nearly 4,000 miles away to be with me, so I wasn't sure what to expect.

Turns out, they are awesome. His mom and dad came and picked me up while James was at work and took me to Windsor Castle one day and Stonehenge another day. I loved being around them.

And as for his friends, they were a lot of fun. We went bowling with three of them and it was a blast. I didn't do too bad, either!

James and I went out to Wembley to watch the USA v England game. The new Wembley is very cool and it was a fun night. Even though USA lost to England (expected) it was great to have James and I there together supporting two different teams. And James made it out of the game without bruises. :) Rather, I manged to not hit him each time England scored against us. But, to be fair, James was awesome about not gloating even a little bit. I love this man.

Bottom line, England was a success.

Then I came home and spent a weekend in New Jersey with Cara. She picked out her Brides Maid dress which was lovely. Sadly, I got a little sick while I was there so I wasn't the best company (I'll make it up to you sweet pea!).

Sunday evening ended with Jen and I at Giant Stadium watching the USA take on Argentina. Great game but we didn't make it there until half time. Stupid traffic. And we didn't get home until 4AM. Stupid traffic.

And now we're up to this weekend. First time I've been able to stay at home since England. Tonya and I went shopping for her Brides Maid dress and she also picked out a gorgeous dress and we picked out her daughters Flower Girl dress. Success all the way around!

Oh, and my wedding dress arrived. My lovely, wonderful, best wedding dress ever wedding dress.

It's hanging in my bedroom right now waiting for October to roll around so I can take it to be altered (the length is for a girl 6 feet tall. As we know, I'm a tad under 6 feet tall).

Lastly, I have a movie to recommend - Across the Universe.

Being a huge Beatles fan, you'd think I would have seen this already. It's been sitting in my apartment for weeks waiting for me to watch it.

But, between being sick and not at home, my first opportunity came this weekend. I watched it twice in less than 24 hours and I could watch it twice more. I won't, because I want to appreciate it.

Seriously, watch this movie. It's so worth the two hours. And, it reaffirmed my love for all things Beatles. Genius I tell you. Genius.

Jessica out!

A day of wedding planning

We (and by "we" I mean myself, Aunt Margaret, Fiona and Jen) picked out the wedding cake today and it ROCKS! Absolutely gorgeous. Not your typical white lacy wedding cake. It's going to match our wedding colors of red and silver. We took a trip to the bakery to do a cake tasting and look at all the cakes they have on display. Most all the cakes were a variation of the same standard wedding cake. I wanted something different. As we were leaving, Aunt Margaret spotted one on a bottom corner shelf and we all agreed, that's the cake I'm looking for. Score one for the wedding committee.

Then we went shopping for Fiona's brides maid dress. She tried on seven dresses and we found one perfect for her. It's strapless but long and she looked so sophisticated and grown up. As James pointed out, we'll have a sign on her back that says "MINOR - STAY AWAY". Score two for the wedding committee.

One more thing

I am meeting my future in-laws in England next week. GULP!
I'll be spending a day alone (without James) with them in Oxford while I'm there for the week. Double gulp!

I know it's silly (because I'm just so damn wonderful) but, I am incredibly nervous about this. Their only son is moving 3600 miles away to a different country so that he can spend his life with me. I really want them to approve of me.

Obviously, I'll be on my best behavior. hahahaha

No really, I will be.

Here comes the bride

Okay, not for another 251 days (fingers crossed). But mostly, the wedding is planned.
Venue: check
Food: check
Photographer: check
DJ: check
Wedding dress: check
Processional song: check
First dance: check
Father/Daughter dance: My dad is still deciding

Still working on choosing a wedding planner and the flowers and a few other minor details.
The Brides Maids are chosen (Tonya, Cara, Jen and Fiona) and we're shopping for their dresses over the next few weeks.

The date is chosen but not guaranteed. It's now all up to Homeland Security who has our application to let James live here permanently. We're hoping this process doesn't take more than six months.

I am the happiest and luckiest girl living. James is an amazing boyfriend and he's going to be an even more amazing husband and eventually, dad.

I'm going to do my best to not let this blog become all about my wedding. But let's be honest, it will probably happen that way.

I apologize in advance.

Wedding cake tasting tomorrow.... mmmmm.... yummy.

Congratulations to me (and James)!

A week ago I turned 33 and became a bride to be. That's right, James proposed to me and of course, I said yes. We're getting married this coming winter.

There were times when I never thought I would be in a place where I was in love with someone who I felt positive about. Someone who I knew would treat me well forever. I have zero doubts about James and I therefore, I am the happiest girl - bride to be - ever.

Our engagement party was beautiful and fun. I'm happy, happy, happy.

Donate to a great cause!

To my friends,

Most of you (if not all!) know my cousin Fiona. I'm sending out a note to you all on her behalf because she's shy about these things (I know that someone related to me being shy seems impossible).

She's participating in the Relay for Life which raises funds for cancer research. I'm sending this to you all in hopes of helping Fiona raise donations for her participation.

It's a great cause and every single dollar helps. I'm providing a link below where you can donate right online.

If you'd like to contribute but don't feel comfortable giving your credit/debit card information online, please see me at the tailgate Saturday (or any game between now and May 24^th) and give me cash and I'll ensure it makes it way to Fiona.

You're help is really, really appreciated by myself and my family.

Thanks and CLICK HERE to donate!

Jessica

All this and I get paid too?!

I currently consider myself a person doing three jobs. One full time and two part time.
What I want to bitch about today is the full time job - the one that is paying the majority of the bills.

I just don't care for office politics. When it comes to office gossip, I shrug my shoulders and don't say much. I've learned that you can't trust anyone - anyone at all - so, it's best to just stay out of stuff.

But sometimes, you are in the middle of it without even knowing how you got there. I'd say what I'm dealing with isn't overly dramatic, just annoying more than anything.

I often get visitors at my desk throughout the day -- people stop by to say hello, talk soccer or any other number of topics.

One blah woman in particular finds this unnecessary and complained. So my desk has been moved. I can't roll my eyes enough at this. Now people stop by and drop notes on my desk all clandestine like as a joke (which I'm loving). "Meet me in the stair case in five minutes. -X"

No really, we're taking conversations to stairwells, kitchen or elevator. Seriously.

Let me follow this up by saying, I like the company I work for and I like the people I work with. The job itself is okay and it pays me pretty well. So I try not to complain (unless I'm talking to James in which case I complain and he then feels obligated to tell me to quit bitching and get on with it. Thanks, babe) because it could be (and has been at other companies) so much worse.

So yes, James is right. I just have to get on with it. Until I start making loads of money doing one of those part time jobs, this is what I do. Yay math! Rah silly office politics!

Most of all, hooray for kick ass co-workers. You make the days worth the alarm clock pain.

We All Live in a Yellow Submarine

Occasionally, I get incredibly sentimental. This usually occurs after spending time with friend or family. The past two weekends I was lucky enough to do both.

With James in town, we had a party at a wonderful Thai restaurant in his honor. Some of my friends had met him before but most hadn't and neither had my family.

So, we gathered about twelve from far and wide - Tonya and Bryan came from Richmond, Cara and Aaron from New Jersey - in DC and had a great meal with fantastic company. James was able to meet everyone including Margaret and Fiona.

After that, five of us headed to Old Town Alexandria to spend the rest of the day and it was great. I hadn't had so much fun in a really, really long time. Everything was perfect.

The following week James and I were really busy but enjoyed our time together. And the next Saturday was spent in Richmond seeing a game and meeting daddy for lunch.

This is where the sentimentality comes in. Being with James, being with my friends and family just felt perfect. It felt comfortable and right. I realize how lucky I am to be surrounded by such terrific people all the time. I am one of the luckiest people in the world.

All in all, it couldn't have gone better and I consider his visit here a success. He returns in a five weeks then I'm off to England to do a meet and greet with his friends and family.

Other points of interest:
I got a new laptop and love it. I am getting used to Windows Vista.
DCU won. :)
DCU lost. :(
England v. USA at Wembley is a go and James and I will be attending.
I got a new (totally cute!) pink Coach bag.
Someone I was very fond of at work was fired. :(

I'll try to update more.

More UK to USA to UK

Just a few more days to wait then James will be here. YIPPEE!
Then he comes back for my birthday in May and then... most excitingly (for me) in late May I'll be in England with him.

We have a very busy schedule next week - lot's to fit in those ten days he's here.

We're having a lunch party in DC on Saturday and Cara & Aaron are driving down from NJ for it not to mention other friends and family planning to attend.

So much going on and I just can't wait for these last three days to go by.

And two DCU games next week, too!
Does it get any better?

I don't think so.

Growing, learning, moving

When I moved into the little apartment that I now occupy, I was so proud. It would be the first time in my entire life that I was to be living completely alone.

The first night I asked Susan if she would spend the night because I was afraid. I was 30 and totally did not want to sleep alone.

However, after my dad, my aunt & Fiona and Tonya left; I told Susan to go home. I would spend my first night in my new place with my own company only. And I did.

It felt great. I made the apartment into a complete "Jessica" home.

That Christmas two additions were added to the household and I had myself a little family. I felt so accomplished and happy.

It's been nearly three years now and we're leaving this apartment. I'm a little sad and a lot nostalgic.

While I'm happy for Jet and Jude (they'll now have 3,000 sqft to run around in), I wonder how much I'll miss the place that holds many memories. I've hosted friends and family here and have had some great times. Of course, I can't romanticize too much - there have been some awful times here, too.

None the less, the last memories of this little apartment (which has lately felt suffocatingly small) will be great ones with James. It's appropriate that he should be the one to close it out.

I'm pleased that I'll have a giant bedroom (and a bathtub large enough to have a party in). The kitties will even have their own bathroom. More importantly though, I'll be working towards the next phase in my life.

The real growing up begins now. This is where I take the steps that changes my world forever and for the better... this is where we start the process of adding James to the family.

I'm happy, excited, scared and completely (not to mention unexpectedly) in love.

Wow! I'm in love. Jessica. Is. In. Love.

The past is in the past. The future looks unbelievably brilliant.

Thank you for loving this evil little princess, baby.

I heard this and thought of you

I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault
-Alanis Morissette

Endorsed by... Me.

I’ve recently come across several products I highly recommend.
Here is the complete list

Jessica sanctioned TV shows:
Nip/Tuck – I know I’m way behind the times on this one. It’s in its’ sixth season I believe. I took a chance and ordered season one on Netflix and I love it. I’m eagerly awaiting season two in the mail. I’m debating if I’m going to be watching the new season on FX. It starts very soon and there is no way I can watch the first five seasons before it hits TV.

The Tudors – I don’t have Showtime but I was aware of this show and I knew I’d be interested in it but also knew that I’d have to wait for it to be released on DVD.
I requested season one on Netflix and it’s a hit. I can only describe it as a medieval soap opera.

Weeds – I got this through Netflix ages ago and I just can’t wait for the next season to come out on DVD. This might be the best show on TV. Again, it’s a Showtime series so I have to wait for it to be released on DVD.

Dirt – I actually do get FX and I’m not sure why I never bothered to watch this show. Again, I got season one on Netflix and was skeptical that I would enjoy it. I was incredibly wrong. Season two starts on March 3 and I’ll be watching that live.

The Riches – I saw the commercials for this show before it came out and I knew I’d like it. I was wrong… I love it. Season two starts soon on FX and the commercials for it have gotten me excited.

Jessica sanctioned products:
Juicy Couture Day Dreamer Bag – Even though it wasn’t my birthday, while I was out shopping with Fiona recently, I bought the bag at Neiman Marcus (or was it Nordstrom?). This is by far the cutest bag ever. I love, love, love it. With that being said; a huge thank you to James for the minimal lecture regarding the purchase and the subsequent purchases of a $50 change purse from Coach for Fiona (she talked me into it!) and the other $100 spent that day at Victoria’s Secret. I love you, James! I promise that was my last big shopping trip until… well, until I’m allowed to buy the Dior shoes.

Christian Dior Cannage Pump – Available at Bergdorf Goodman. As previously mentioned, I can’t wait to buy these shoes. I can not at all attest to their comfort level but frankly, I couldn’t care less. For me shoes aren’t about comfort (unless I’m running); rather, their about fashion. “Form over function” is my shoes motto.

BlueNile.com Open Heart Pendant necklace – I already owned one of these and sadly, somehow lost it in either England or Belgium. The lost item was purchased at a jewelry store at nearly double the cost I replaced it for on BlueNile.com.

Vera Wang “Princess” perfume – I am super sensitive to perfumes and when I find a scent I like, I usually end up having to buy it in lotion instead of the actually perfume because it gives me a headache. This perfume is a happy exclusion. I wear it nearly everyday and it has yet to induce a headache. Well played Mrs. Wang. Well played.

Fit & Fresh storage containers – I can’t say enough about this line of products. If you are watching what you eat and like to have things pre-measured for your lunch, breakfast etc. you should check it out. It’s a bit pricey in my opinion but, let’s face it, you pay for convenience in life. I ordered the entire line online and have been using it for work everyday.

Lyric of the day:
Color coded for pink/blue for the girl/boy lyrics.

Promiscuous Girl wherever you are
I’m all alone
And it’s you that I want

Promiscuous Boy you already know
That I’m all yours
What you waiting for?

Promiscuous Girl you’re teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need

Promiscuous Boy let’s get to the point
Cause we’re on a roll
You ready?

I’m a big girl I can handle myself
But if I get lonely I may need your help
Pay attention to me, I don’t talk for my health

I want you on my team

So does everybody else

Guest Blogger - James Hunt

I'm a very busy girl and entertaining you people is a tough job. So, I've invited a guest blogger to speak. His topic of choice: Me and how he's fitting into my world.
Without further ado; ladies and gentlemen, I give you Mr. James Hunt.


Jessica World is apparently a mythical location, many have heard about it, with various rumours about what can happen to the careless and unwary being used as scare stories to discipline unruly children.

Well I can tell you Jessica world is a reality, full of minefields to trap the unwitting, with all the complex nature of the hardest Sudoku level, yet welcoming and friendly to those deemed worthy to tread amongst it’s paths.

So you may ask, what are the features in Jessica world? Well I can only liken it to a city, it’s a city where it’s nice enough, quiet, almost eerily so, but soon you realise that all is not as it appears. For example, you can be walking down Cute Street, and without warning it takes you into Tantrum Central, a turbulent area where who knows what you may encounter or have thrown at you.

It gets worse, at random intervals throughout the day the locals launch into Whine-fest 2008, this apparent religion can be sparked by small occurrences within the time dimension, and can often be found in the borough of Tears and Sniffles.

Just when you think you have got the geography of the place mapped out and you think you can understand a little bit of what’s going on, Jessica World will slap you round the head for being cocky, welcome to “Takemeforgranted-ville”. In this area, nothing you say can or does make any difference; the decisions shaping your life for the next few minutes are now out of your hands. This surreal experience is intriguing for the naïve visitor, but soon becomes a portion of dread.

Jessica World sounds like a really unappealing place, but the love & the warmth of the resident owner is a sight to behold. Only the select few have been given a guided tour round some of the more inaccessible spots on the island. Due to the small numbers of survivors able to talk about these parts, it’s little wonder that Jessica World has become as sought after as winning lottery numbers yet regarded in the same awe and fear as Kaiser Soze.

The highlight of the visit is to arrive during one of the Olympic Shopping tournaments. These events occur regularly, indeed some regard it as the national sport. Watch out for the quick-fire rounds where the idea is to buy as many items of clothing that you don’t actually need. Popular amongst spectators is the Boots Buy-a-thon with the local betting agencies doing rapid business as huge bets are placed on the number of pairs purchased.

Jessica World is fiercely protective of it’s pets, with only the governess allowed to step on her somewhat infatuated cat, woes betide anyone who gets in her way. Other demands are an unreasonable expectation for members to worship the Beatles, a love of DCU Soccer team, and an expectation to allow the owner to behave as a spoilt brat whenever she chooses. Currently Jessica World seems intent on creating a political establishment with the UK, with the prospect of a UK embassy being built; this has seen wild scenes of celebration amongst the residents.

Jessica World does have a few enemies, it’s not good to be associated with LA Galaxy or NYRB. The implication of physical training has proved to be semi-popular. The intrusion of the press has led to many unfortunate photographic moments. Recently the owner has taken to disguise, her Alanis Morrisette proved less than successful, as did her attempt to appear as a praying monk in Belgium.

Here they are at last!

Seriously... Does it get better than this?

I'm off today (thank you US Government) and I'm in bed with my two adorable kitties next to me; with the worlds prettiest and most fun cousin sleeping on the sofa; sending emails to my wonderful boyfriend who is, sadly, at work.

There isn't one thing about this that could make it better. I look around me and realize how truly fortunate I am. And, I wish right now every person in the world could feel as blissful as I do.

Granted, in about 50 minutes I'll be waking up the worlds prettiest and most fun cousin to go for our morning run and she'll grumble especially when I force her to take her medicine of which she argues about. And when I tell her I've let her sleep in and she sees it's only 8:30AM she'll say (once again - as she did yesterday) "gee thanks Jessica." Granted, yesterday I let her sleep in to 7:45. Heh

Yesterday Fiona and I went to see 27 dresses which was fantastic. We both enjoyed it but admitted it's totally a "chick flick". But, seeing as Fiona and I are both chicks, it was enjoyed immensely.

We then also did the very chick thing of making two batches of cookies then sitting down and eating nearly one entire batch.

Yes, no getting out of running today. In fact, I think I'll add an extra mile.

Right, back to my boyfriend now.

Deadlines

I would definitely describe myself as a procrastinator. Outside of my job, I rarely meet deadlines.

I have a goal for 2008 that is a tall order. The original deadline was December 31st, 2008. Knowing myself well, I was quite sure I'd wait until December 1st and scramble to do a years worth of work in one month.

So, I've broken up the big goal into three smaller milestones and incentives.

(Incentives might not be the right word. I reward myself constantly, rather deserved or not.)

So, I've set up negative consquences should I not meet each deadline.

Deadline 1 - April 30th 2008. If I don't complete part 1 of the goal - Fiona gets my Coach bag.

Deadline 2 - August 31st 2008. If I don't complete part 2 of the goal - Fiona gets my lovely yellow Dooney & Bourke (I drove to Manhattan just to get this bag!)

Deadline 3 - December 31st 2008. If I don't complete part 3 of the goal - Fiona gets ALL the rest of my designer bags and that INCLUDES the Juicy Couture bag (in pink!) I'm getting for my birthday this year.

Fiona has no idea or she'd be happy to sabotage me.
She has the taste for designer bags now; I bought her one for Christmas.

Wish me luck!

Not that I need an excuse to shop, but...

When your horoscope insists you shop, you don't question it.

An idea you used to think was radical won't seem so radical today -- in fact, it will make a lot of sense to you! You're not the same person you used to be, and you should celebrate the ways you have evolved. Looking back at old photos, reading old journal entries, or just checking in with long lost friends will help you gain perspective on how far you have come. Yay for you! Why not celebrate your wonderfulness by treating yourself to a little gift you've had your eye on?

I'll be hitting Macy's after work.

I shine a little more lately

I have never known unselfish love (outside of family and friends) in my life.
Until recently, I was skeptical that it exists at all.

Well my friends, I am here to testify:
It most certianly exists.

I had the world's most wonderful man talk me through a high strung temper tantrum last night. He was patient, he was kind and he took care to fully comprehend where the emotions were coming from.

James let's me be me. He is 100% accepting of everything I am. The good and the bad.

I am, without a doubt, the luckiest girl in the entire world (even with him not caring for The Beatles).

"Naked Party" - Who's with me?!

Before I begin on this topic; let's understand my point of reference:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naked_party

For those of you too lazy to click on the link, I'll give a brief synopsis (shall I come and scroll down for you, too?).

You hold a party where all guests disrobe upon entering. The point is completely and utterly non sexual in nature. It's more of a social experiment than anything.

Personally, I LOVE the idea. I think it's brilliant.

My first idea was a "Welcome James Naked Party".
However, he was not so keen on the concept. Tch.

So after considering this a bit further I thought maybe I could do it for my birthday. James aptly named that the "Jessica's Birthday(suit) Party".

Knowing that Dave would dig the idea, I contacted him and we've been discussing it.

It's now morphed into a "MLS All Star Naked Viewing Party". That gives people roughly six months to warm up to the concept (not to mention tone up for the event).

As for the guest list....
Well, it will be very exclusive.

For the sake of memories past and memories to come

There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more
-The Beatles

Welcoming in 2008

Dear James,
If I could escape
And re-create a place as my own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?

If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get hurt
Forever, we can make it better
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?
Sweet escape
Love,
Jessica

Five things I wanted for Christmas and didn't get:
1. A private jet
2. A flat in Knightsbridge
3. The super cute Juicy Couture bag I am in love with
4. Lunch with Miranda Kerr or a private Linkin Park concert
5. A stadium and DP for DCU
Man, my frends are lame! This is such a reasonable list!

I was considering listing my New Years Resolutions because I do have some but realized that's a bit too personal for a public blog. Those close to me know what they are they'll be there to encourage me.

But in general, I resolve to be a better person in 2008.

Bring 2008 on! I'm ready!

Merry Christmas!

I hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday.
(Except for Veron. Pulling out at the 11th hour is SO not cool!)

Some personal messages now (this is going to take a while).

Daddy - Your little girl loves you.

Aunt Margaret - You're my best friend, really. Thank you for being patient with me for years and years on end. I've learned more than I could have hoped for from you. I love you.

Fiona - Everyday of your life I'm here for you. I love you. The best part of my life has been watching you grow up.

Vanessa - February 14, 2007 (it seems so much longer ago!) will go down in history. You are a remarkable friend. Thank you for all the stuff you helped me with this year. You are going to be an amazing attorney.

Cara - My emotional twin. Thanks for understanding me down to my core. You'll always have a place to stay in England. ;)

Jen - Thank you for being the friend that gently guides me to sensible solutions. That has been completely invaluable.

Dave - I'm lucky to have a friend that is willing to walk the streets of DC aimlessly with me so I can just talk and say things that are in my head out loud.

Ed - What the hell would my work days be like without you?!?! I don't want to think of a world where that exists. Now if only you would work in Virginia so we could get together more often. Thank you for the approximately 60 emails a day. hehe

Barrett - Thank you for putting in double overtime for me in Austin and for the hundreds of miles you are putting on your car on my behalf. It seems we very nearly have a solution!

Speaking of Texans...

David (AKA Houston guy) - Getting to know you has been fun. I'm looking forward to New Year's Eve. Thanks for leaving Houston to spend it with me.

My James - As it stands: 710(?)/100. Right? Thanks for the countless miles put on your car last week (I hope it doesn't take ages to get it repaired). My trip was a million times more amazing than I was expecting and 90% of that was because of you. You're in my heart every second. I can't wait for April 3rd!!
P.S.- London, please? Pretty please? Just near a tube station, that's all I ask!
Okay, Canary Wharf. That's a good compromise. Glad we settled that.

Nate - I like our "Understanding Men 101" sessions. Thank you.

Ben - I miss you so much. Without you, I have to get my own water! Booo!

Suhel - You know I adore you. You are the sweetest friend ever. You fit in more "you're beautiful Jessica" in one hour than I get in a month!

Jim - With you spilling one drink in my lap, our future was sealed. Had you not put knocked that glass over, we'd had never met. Fate is funny that way. And the gummy bear drink was SO much better than what you spilled anyway. heh

Ryan - I know I don't keep in touch as I should these days but you are gorgeous and I love hanging out with you. All I have to say is "ice cream". You were spot on. You can be rather wise for a 23 year old! ;)

Thea and Ann - I put myself at the back of the line again! Tch (Can someone please hurry up and get behind me in line? I feel like I'm spending a little too much time back there!)

Paul C. - Thank you for... everything. Run fat boy, run!

My DCU and Screaming Eagles family - There are way too many to list here but every single one of you are great people.

Bobby - Really? I mean... really?! Okay, fine. See you in Houston, then. Hmph

Troy - Now I have an excuse to go to Oslo! It's one of the places I've wanted to hit on the Jessica World Tour. Good luck!

Dema - Your running in squares has always provided me with inspiration. When I run, you're in the back of my head screaming "NO! You run hard now! Go! Go! Go! Don't be weak - it's just a little pain!" :)

Oh! One more thing...

Have you ever been in a car accident in another country?
No?
I have.

James and I were driving back to his house ALL THE WAY IN FLEET! Which is a million miles from London. I mean, when London is RIGHT there, why live in Fleet?! Yes, I know it's better for raising children and all that. But, really. It's too far outside of London and...

Oh wait, I'm digressing.

Back to the story. So James is driving the two of us back to his house (which we've firmly established is in Fleet - not London) and we get rear ended. Hard. His back bumper is in very bad shape, sadly.

Anyway, another experience to add to the growing list.

An American girl in.... America

Yes, I'm finally back home. God Bless the USA!
Yesterday I was in four countries and I must say, I would not recommend it.

I won't go into great detail about Belgium, it's very nice and I had a nice time there.
I can see why Gooch stays there to play.

Though while in Belgium I have to admit, I was wishing I was back in London. Having been away for four years, I can still say that London has my heart.

I had a fantastic time there (thanks James!) and I'm ready to buy a London flat and move tomorrow.

Okay, maybe not tomorrow. And, James says not London. I think we've agreed on Surrey. ;)

Anyway, I am glad to be home because I was missing my kitties like crazy. And, I was missing my little apartment and my little American life.

With that being said; Gucci, Prada, Valentino, Hermes, Vuitton. Jimmy Choo all the rest on one street. What's NOT to love?! I was in heaven. Yes, heaven.

And, I'm sending much love to Selfridges, Zara, M&S, Harvey Nichols, Debenham's and the great Harrod's.

All this and I didn't claim VAT at Heathrow. I came home with more clothes than I left with. And a significantly smaller bank account.

James - xoxoxoxoxoxo
Wow. Just, wow.
The Chinese food was amazing! ;)

London: Day Five

No matter how many times I come to this amazing city, I love it more and more each trip. The people are amazing - we've met some characters along the way - and you can't beat London when it comes to site seeing.

The Spice Girls shows were more fun than I could have imagined. Though I admit, I'm glad I saw them what I can only describe as "full circle". The shows had a way different feel to the ones in 1998 and the Christmas in Spiceworld in 1999.
They are all a lot more grown up now and the routines reflect that.

So, I'm glad I've seen them all so I can document in my brain the evolution of the Spice Girls.

And what I love about watching them here more than America is, the people here are not obsessed with them. They go to the show, have a good time and that's that. I love it.
There was a time when I was plastering my walls with their posters and paying attention to all the news. I've outgrown that just like the girls have outgrown their old spice persona's.

And the people of Britain are the same way. They came out, had fun and went home.
I like the mentality here.

I'll admit, I spent a small fortune on some memorabilia though. But, that's the case everywhere I've gone in London (the people of Britain can thank me for single handedly keeping their economy afloat).

Met a terribly cute and extremely funny Scot yesterday on the train. He had me laughing until my sides hurt. He's great fun to be around.

And here I am, about to embark on a journey outside of London to Hampton Court Palace.

One in our party has developed an inner ear infection and must stay in the flat today. Bummer.

Last thing I want to say about the trip so far is this: I'm not impressed by cars. Red car, blue car, black car - whatever. I couldn't care less. There is a house around the corner from our flat that everyone seems to be impressed with because they have a Mercedes, BMW and Porsche in the driveway. I look and shrug my shoulders.

However, yesterday I saw something that made even me look twice. It was a beautiful black Lamborghini. Oh my.

My darling James drives an Audi. I have no idea what that means but apparently they're quite nice.

I like my Jetta.

London: Day Four

I'm in love.