{"id":2714,"date":"2009-03-30T09:41:01","date_gmt":"2009-03-30T09:41:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog2\/?p=2714"},"modified":"2009-03-30T09:41:01","modified_gmt":"2009-03-30T09:41:01","slug":"estrogen_roolz","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/estrogen_roolz\/","title":{"rendered":"estrogen roolz!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hessiebell\/3394500054\/\" title=\"a pretty plate by hessiebell, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3425\/3394500054_1ef2fbd7a5.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"332\" alt=\"a pretty plate\" class=\"photo\"  \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>so, after all that angst, the sun came out, friends came over, i got spoiled and i made it through to the other side.<br \/>\ni knew i would, but when i wrote last, i was neck-deep in all the things which were conspiring to break me down.  a little rest, a lot of fun, a bunch of kisses and a surprise present all helped to heal my weary heart.<br \/>\ndid you know that girls and food on a Saturday afternoon make for a really bloody good time?  well, they do!  i had invited some of my more craftily talented female friends over to Chez Hessie for some appies and making of cute things.  not everyone could make it, but i think those who did had a good time.  it was awesome for me for a lot of reasons, but it gave me a chance to get to know <a href=\"http:\/\/dearheart.mmayer.net\">Brigette<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.sassycontessa.com\">Miranda<\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.deliciousjuice.com\">Kimli<\/a> a little better.  it&#8217;s hard to make new friends when you&#8217;re in your *cough*late*cough* thirties, so it was good for me to branch out some.  i&#8217;m horribly bad at it, so i was pleased it all seemed to go so well.  Kimli even brought a totally new-to-me person, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thenbymusic.com\/\">Shan<\/a>!  yay!<br \/>\nafter many hours of snacks and crafts, my boy showed up and i think the sudden shock of testosterone unsettled things, because it wasn&#8217;t long after that everyone made their exits.   after they left, and i vacuumed up some teeny pieces of lightbulb, i stood in my suddenly empty living room and couldn&#8217;t believe it was after ten o&#8217;clock.  the day just FLEW by!  i suppose that means i had fun.<br \/>\nyesterday, Christopher and i drove out to Squamish.  it was such a gorgeous day, i&#8217;m glad we got out for an awesome drive.  Liselotte behaved while we took all the crazy turns along the Sea to Sky.  Chris wasn&#8217;t very impressed with downtown Squamish, though.  we tried to have lunch at The Chieftain, but the barkeep told us they didn&#8217;t even make half the items on the tiny menu so he directed us down the street a ways where we had a fairly decent lunch sitting beside three RCMP officers.<br \/>\nbtw, whenever i&#8217;m near cops i totally want to stare at them.  is that wrong?  will they arrest me?<br \/>\nnot very funny at all story:   arriving home Friday night, my answering machine was flashing.  i pressed the button and we started listening to a message from my Knee Surgeon.  &#8220;hi, this is so-and-so from Dr. Richmond&#8217;s office calling about your appointment next Thursday at 9:30am.  we have to reschedule&#8221; &#8212; this is where i felt my blood pressure rising dramatically, thinking &#8220;oh, no, they didn&#8217;t!&#8221; &#8212; &#8220;to 2:20 that afternoon.&#8221;  phew!  that receptionist has no idea how close she was to one irate Heather.  so, yeah.  surgeon this week.  yay!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>so, after all that angst, the sun came out, friends came over, i got spoiled and i made it through to the other side. i knew i would, but when i wrote last, i was neck-deep in all the things which were conspiring to break me down. a little rest, a lot of fun, a <span class=\"ellipsis\">&hellip;<\/span> <span class=\"more-link-wrap\"><a href=\"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/estrogen_roolz\/\" class=\"more-link\"><span>Read More &rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2714","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photos","category-words"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2714","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2714"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2714\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2714"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2714"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2714"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}