March 22, 2007
Takeout
Simon had an early appointment on Tuesday, so instead of getting up together and breakfasting together and leaving for work together, he dressed silently in the half-light and kissed me on the head and tucked my wayward foot back under the covers and left me in bed.
When I showered that morning, alone, something unusual happened: I broke out into spontaneous song, serenading the rubber duckies and clumps of drain hair while scrubbing up. But even though I say singing in the shower is "unusual," it happened without my even thinking about it and, more importantly, it felt entirely natural. Why? Because I used to sing in the shower all the time. Showtunes, folk ballads, screamy rock anthems...but yeah, mostly showtunes.
Why I stopped singing in the shower when Simon started hanging around I don't really know. We sing everywhere, about everything, and sometimes in cloying harmony, so it's not like singing isn't allowed at our house (see also: whiskey disco shower). I guess...it's just that...I don't actually know what happened. Something about having him present during my morning routine just shut off the songbird switch in my brain, I guess.
So, Thinking Blogger that I am, I got to thinking about what else has changed--for better, worse, or neutral--since Simon and I started living together, and here is my list.
1. I used to always have perfectly home-pedicured nails, but now I'm more often caught with chipped and ragged snaggletoes, due in part to the long cold winter, during which I never exposed my toesies to the air lest they turn blue and shatter. I didn't even bother to change socks every day but just added a fresh pair on top of the old ones until my shoes didn't fit. Now that it's fully spring, however (did you balance your eggs?), the indoor temperature, the shelf of sandals, and my new Pussycat-pink nailpolish should be inspiration enough to get me pedi-ing regularly again.
2. I used to be passionate about new music, always swapping and downloading and concert-going. I brought into the relationship about 180 gigs of mp3s (only about a fourth of which I can identify), and Simon brought into the relationship several thousand cds (ALL of which he can identify), so now the thought of acquiring even one more song makes me want to retch. Proof: I've had a $30 credit in my iTunes account for over a year; that's insane. I really don't miss the music gluttony of the old days, though, because just about anything Simon puts on the stereo is new to me. The last time I drove my car, it was after Simon had taken it for a day (he returned it full of gas and washed!) and when I played the cd he'd left in the player, I couldn't help thinking he'd purposely left in the song "The Closer to the Bone, The Sweeter the Meat," a bouncy blues homage to skinny girls.
3. I no longer eat cereal for dinner five nights a week. Just two or three nights. And sometimes more for dessert.
Since Simon and I hooked up, my nightly me-time has turned into my once-weekly me-time. All that nailpolishing and illegal music downloading and cereal dining (not to mention drawer organizing and chick-flick watching and Great American Novel writing) has to be squished in the four hours while Simon's at band practice. Usually I find myself so overwhelmed with options, I get so tired just thinking about what to pick that I have to lay on the couch and recover from the trauma while watching ANTM.
Even if I don't always fill them wisely, I have no trouble occupying myself on those Thursday nights alone. Soon, however, I'll have a bigger challenge, for in just a few weeks, Simon's going to England to visit his sister while he still has the opportunity to point and laugh at her knocked-uppedness. I will be staying behind and will have days and days and days and days and days to fill. I need some suggestions.
Anyone want to recommend a good LONG (700+ pages) book?
Anyone have ideas for a girl-specific movie marathon?
Anyone know the current world record for literal navel-gazing?
Anyone up for a toga party?
Anyone know how to make friends?
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I was going to stop the entry right there, but actually, can anyone give me some practical advice on how to make friends? Whereas I'm pretty pleased with our loose-goosey connections, Simon feels that our social life is decidedly lackluster (he's a butterfly, I tend toward hermit; we have different needs), but I'm not sure what else to do besides continue to accept all invitations and continue to proffer invitations ourselves. What more can we do? Maybe we need to join a bocce league or something.
I realize that when I ask someone "How do you make friends?" it's a little like asking "How do you meet a boyfriend?" It's not the sort of thing you can order by mail and assemble by following the page of simple instructions, especially when you're not just looking for any old guy or any old friends but THE Guy or THE Friends. True friendships, like true loves, seem to be fallen into by accident, happened upon when we're not looking, forged when the planets align just so. But damned if I'm not going to try to force it because that's just the way I am.
So:
How do you make True Friends? (Extra points if it doesn't involve special skills like martial arts or sleight of hand.)
How do you keep True Friends from moving out of state and leaving the country (I'm looking at you, Teddy)?
How do you convince True Internet Friends to pack up and move to your block so you can invite them over for cocktails and Twister every Thursday while your boyfriend's away?
I've met friends - true, real, fabulous oh-my-god-where-have-you-been-all-of-my-life on Consumating (consumating.com). It started as a joke dating site and has evolved into a social networking site for nerds and people who tend toward hermitty. There are a TON of events and meetups by you.
There'll be a few CM'ers at the wedding, and a bunch are coming out just to hang for the weekend. Seriously, you won't find a better group of people. Each person I meet is just as amazing as the last.
(And no, they don't pay me.)
Posted by: the slackmistress at March 22, 2007 06:22 PMIn my humble experience, the experience you probably shouldn't give any credence since my track record at the moment is somewhat lacking, friendship is mainly luck. Then, once you score the luck, putting in the effort that keeps the luck from drifting away.
That said, I'm sure you'll do smashing. New friends for everyone!
P.S. If you figure out the equation that convinces true internet friends to move down the block, please share. (I imagine this equation includes free beer and maybe the promise of a new car.)
Posted by: Moose at March 22, 2007 06:42 PMNew friends? Start a book club? Wine, girls...next thing you know you'll be going out for pedicures together.
Good long books? The Herman Wouk WWII series...Winds of War and War and Rememberance. You won't even realize you're reading about WWII. Epic generational novels.
Posted by: MammaLoves at March 22, 2007 06:45 PMI wish you lived down here...we could be hermits together!
Posted by: whoorl at March 22, 2007 07:15 PMTwister. Ugh, times like these I wish I was there.
Posted by: Lulu at March 22, 2007 07:17 PMWhen I moved from my small town to the city, I ended up joining up with a few organizations. Here in STL, we have a Friends of the Zoo group, a symphony group, etc. all geared towards 20's and 30's people. I can't say I've met any lifelong best buddies, but there have definitely been some cool people to hang out with for different activities.
What you really need to do is become best friends with someone who works for an airline or owns a jet and then you can just fly your internet friends in for girls nights.
Also, please tell me that you've watched "Shag", because that is a must for chick flick movie watching night.
Posted by: Missy at March 22, 2007 07:20 PMA good 700+ page book that I adored was The Thornbirds. Melodramatic? Yup. Completely impractical to take anywhere? Totally. But it IS all-consumingly addictive.
Posted by: metalia at March 22, 2007 07:21 PMOkay, it's not one book, but actually two trilogies which are completely worth reading and that I adored. One, The Uglies Trilogy by Scott Westerfeld and two, the His Dark Materials ttrilogy by Phillip Pullman. Excellent, EXCEELLENT books.
As for friends, I will be watching everyone else's recommendations as I tend to be a bit of a hermit as well.
Posted by: Ky at March 22, 2007 07:31 PMAlready I'm feeling so much better.
The Thornbirds. Oh my god, I've been waiting for the perfect opportunity to read that. If it's at all like The Forsyte Saga I'll be in love.
And MammaLoves? You had me at "epic generational." And I've totally thought about the book club thing as a get-together (we actually talked about it with Lulu BEFORE SHE MOVED), but it's kind of a complicated subject, due in part to the fact that I'm an uncontrollable know-it-all when it comes to lit. No one wants their bookclub turned into a college lecture and I'm afraid I just won't be able to resist showing up in a cordorouy blazer with elbow patches; that's just who I am. I imagine wine would only make it worse.
The other thing to consider is that I'm not really looking for girlfriends--we are looking for couple friends on Simon's behalf. I wouldn't mind having more/new people to hang out with, but I'm genuinely happy just sitting at home with my beau 99 percent of the time and I think our social life is already pretty good. No, we don't have true BFFs, but we do get out pretty regularly with people we like.
So. Couple friends. Who live here. (Although single girl/boy friends are good too. I like boys! Simon likes girls! There's room for everyone in our hearts!)
Whoorl, will you drink whiskey and sing karaoke with me at BlogHer?
Posted by: Leah at March 22, 2007 07:51 PMOh Leah, you and Simon are one of the many reasons why we wished we lived in the Bay Area. Hey, you could always go on a little jaunt/visit while he's away, couldn't you? Like, say, to Colorado? :D
I have no idea how to make friends. We are so limited in our socializing - Hulk goes to school with people far younger than we are, and I work with people who are far older, and it's hard to go out and do stuff with other people when you don't have a car (unless you want to hang out in the meat market downtown, which we don't.) Our friends in Colorado are mostly happenstance neighbors and people Hulk already knew before I moved here. I wish I knew how to meet more people our age.
Posted by: Emily at March 22, 2007 08:23 PMHitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy "trilogy." 'Nuff said.
Posted by: Tim at March 22, 2007 08:24 PMUmm...if you come live in DC or if I come out there, I'll be your lovely hermit/misanthropic friend who gets you drunk all the time.
and if those are qualities you are looking for, then I'm your girl.
Posted by: Heather B. at March 22, 2007 09:10 PMWell, as I have been once the moving friend and am now enduring the friend I have here moving, I will say that you don't fret about where they'll be in a month. If you meet someone and you "click" - you ask them out. I swear, just like a date.
Get to know them over a coffee, margarita, even try out their movie style.
But just do it. Because until you spend a couple of hours alone with a gal, you'll never know if she's a flop or a flip. And what the heck that means, I don't know, but when I typed it there was deep meaning, I swear.
Posted by: OMSH at March 22, 2007 10:19 PMHmmm... The Puppy & I also have this Butterfly vs Hermit issue. Sometimes it's a big issue. I'd love to just go out and hang with friends more (err.. no, I don't mean I'd love to, I mean I'd attempt to) BUT we also have this language/culture issue. He & his friends like to basically just sit at pubs, drink beer and talk. Under even normal circumstances, I find that to be immensely boring. Just sitting. In a big smoke cloud. But then add the fact that I can't participate and only understand half of what they say.
If we go with MY friends (a rarity, because he's not as tough as I am regarding the language issue), well... the problem is we don't. My birthday was awesome for me - we all hung out talking and playing games over yummy pastries and wine (and NO SMOKE.) When I go out, I like there to be food involved. Or games. Or pool. Anything but just SITTING.
Anyway. I'm up for a toga party - what time can I come? ;)
Posted by: Nikki at March 23, 2007 02:53 AMI'm totally up for a toga party if you have it the last weekend in April when I may be out in your neck of the woods. As far as friends goes I usually hide and people think I'm way too cool/ snobby for them, and only the brave approach. (I'm a skeerdy cat.) If you want to meet a very smart young man that works for a box factory (not REALLY though), and lives about a mile from you, I can give you his number.
And now I've apparently turned into my mother, trying to make my sibling have friends.
Posted by: El at March 23, 2007 06:15 AMThe Mists of Avalon by Mary Zimmer Bradley is one of my favorite books of all time. I'll throw another vote toward Thornbirds, too.
Most of my friends are a direct result of my membership in the Jaycees. Most organizations like that (rotary, optimists, etc) welcome non-members at their meetings and you could hang out a time or two to decide if the group and their projects are your cup of tea without committing.
Posted by: Melissa at March 23, 2007 06:41 AMTHE THORNBIRDS. Yes. You must read that. It's just trash, but it's WONDERFUL trash. I read it years ago and I remember not wanting it to end, ever, which is how I felt with Gone with the Wind, too.
Thinking about how to make friends makes me tired. My husband and I are both more hermits than butterflies, but we welcome social opportunities when they do arise (ooh, rhyme-y!). Anyway, we haven't made new geographically convenient friends in years; we mostly have school friends and work friends met long ago, all of whom we love dearly and would lay down in traffic for -- unfortunately, the majority of them are not local, which sucks.
The last new, local couple-friends we made we met on our honeymoon, and they are total keepers -- but that's already 4 years ago we met them! I think, honestly, as awful as it sounds, it takes time and happenstance, not effort, and if you're into quality, not quantity, then it can take (ugh) years to link up with just the right people, people you want to stick around for good.
And then there are the Quality Internet People, who are fully the same status as "real life" friends, even though they live everywhere BUT New York. Pah. So I'm working on that last one, too.
Posted by: Lawyerish at March 23, 2007 06:45 AMMy best luck with making friends the past few years has been the (now defunct) blog and now being a mom. Now I feel totally normal going up to people who have a baby approximately the same age and exchanging information, because I know we are both going a tiny bit insane most days. Or at least I assume that- perhaps it's just me and they all think I'm crazy, but whatever.
Is there a neighborhood group you could get involved in? I find it easier to persue friendships if the people are close in proximity.
Posted by: Phc at March 23, 2007 08:41 AMThere's TONNES of cool girls here - why don't you come to the Okanagan while Simon's in England? Better yet, maybe we should drive down to visit YOU!
:)
Posted by: Angella at March 23, 2007 08:44 AMBook recommendation: Until I Find You by John Irving. It kept me amused for 5 long days while I was trapped (snowed-in, really) in rural BC.
Posted by: misslissa at March 23, 2007 10:02 AMGosh, I really wish I could answer that one. It seems that as I got further into a Masters degree and then got married, true friends became more and more scarce. Now, I have "work" friends who I can never seem bridge the gap with. How do you say, 'hey, let's hang out this weekend?' It feels awkward. All I can say is, I think if I just try to be more open, it will happen. It probably will for you too.
Posted by: Claire at March 23, 2007 11:19 AMPhc--Our neighborhood groups are likely to invovle guns or drugs, so...yeah.
Posted by: Leah at March 23, 2007 11:35 AMAs for going on my own little mini-vacation while Simon is away, I've thought of that, but it's not very practical. For one, someone needs to watch el gato. Two, I have to go to work. We've already got trips lined up for May (Vegas!), June (Philly!), and July (Chicago!), plus England again some time in the fall, so I don't really have the leeway to just jet off. Even if it were free, which it's not.
El, when you're in town, we should absolutely get together. You can introduce me to your bro in person.
Claire, I have the same problem with work friends. Add to it that none of them have cars or money or the desire to DO, so our only option with them is to drive to a bar near their houses and watch them drink lots of beer. Not my idea of a good time. I want to go to the opera or camping or have a dinner party or something. And anyway, I already see my coworkers ALL THE TIME (very small office), and anytime we get together outside of work all we talk about is job gossip and that makes Simon want to die.
Posted by: Leah at March 23, 2007 11:46 AMThe obvious answers:
1. Relief Society and an ice cream social is the only sure path to true friendship!
2. Work & the Glory: Vol. 1 thru 6.
Sheesh. I am unhelpful.
Interweb friends are cool, but they really suck at twister, nor can they hold your hair back after one too many cocktails. Poop.
Emma not only knows the true path to righteousness but the way to my heart!
Posted by: Leah at March 23, 2007 12:33 PMI'd like to make friends with more single people/unmarried couples who don't think it would be lame to hang out with a married couple with kids. So I'm no help; I'm hoping the Internets will bring forth wisdom that I can also use.
Move? Are you kidding? You've schooled us on how cold it gets there in the winter. :-)
Posted by: Texas T-bone at March 23, 2007 02:22 PMIt's not that it's so cold here, it's that it shouldn't be 40 degrees INSIDE THE HOUSE. Simon keeps saying things like, "Well, I guess we can't move to Boulder because it snows there," and my response is always "They have central heating and double-paned windows and insulation in Boulder; it would actually be warmer there."
Posted by: Leah at March 23, 2007 02:26 PMThe makings of a great girl-specific move marathon include:
-chocolate fondue with fresh strabwerries, bananas, and CAKE to dip in the dark pool of deliciousness
-minimum 2 litres of diet coke
-toes get painted while movies are watched
-favorite funny movie, sappy movie, and new movie you've never seen but have always wanted to
Enjoy!
PS: You are my friend. And I think Steve and Simon would totally hit it off and gab for hours about amps and guitars and whatnot. Another vote for a move to Canada! You've got to be near to you fanbase, no?
Posted by: Amanda at March 23, 2007 02:44 PMYou could try joining Team In Training or Hike For Discovery. You get in shape and raise money to cure cancer. On your team you are then also divided into "buddy groups" that are based on where you live. My husband and I joined when we first moved here and now the bulk of our friends are those we met on our team and happen to all live within a few miles of us.
Posted by: ClaireB at March 23, 2007 03:01 PMCanada does love a Girl and her Boy. This may sound lame, but local things like bird watching clubs (seriously), or star gazers or regular wine tastings or cooking classes or regular library readings? I think going to things that are fairly regular in occurrence with like minded people is a bitchin' way to meet some folks. SF is so cosmopolitan there must be such things - sailing classes? synchronized swimming? (kidding) It takes courage, but having a few nice friends close by to hang with is good for the spirit. Photo buffs? Aren't their flickr groups for different areas of the country?
Last suggestion: swinger parties.
Posted by: jenB at March 24, 2007 12:52 AMi used to have this one really good work friend at this place i was stuck at for several years. . . we worked crazy long hours and we'd go out to lunch or dinner or both pretty much every day of the week. . .
eventually we both quit but the interesting thing was that whenever we'd hang out socially after that, whether for lunch or dinner or a movie, it always felt like we were on a break from work and had to go back - not a pleasant feeling. . . i mean not horrible, but still, it was like this thing looming over us, and eventually she stopped calling me, i stopped calling her, and not only have i not seen her in years, nowadays i don't really dig hanging out with *any* work friends outside of work unless it's for a quick drink after work. . .
Posted by: bloopy at March 24, 2007 03:20 AMMaking friends as an adult is a weird, weird thing. I used to be so much better at it, but then, I used to go to school, and work, and places where potential friends hang out. Now, not so much. I guess that's probably the key.
Posted by: Jay at March 24, 2007 09:50 AMI have been really lucky in the True Friends department -- I've met my best friends mostly either through work, or through internet connections, and the way I seem to make friends is by starting small, with anyone I think I might have something in common...I exchange emails with lots of people, and if I'm at a party and I meet someone interesting, I'm not shy about exchanging email addresses and then reaching out via email to say, "great talking with you, blah blah blah let's have coffee..." It sounds sort of hokey, but I've found that an initial email is pretty easy and non-scary/non-threatening, but it allows you to either a) weed out unresponsive potential friends, or b) build easily and comfortably into a friendly rapport, and then start having real life interactions. In short, Email = Good for Making Friends.
As for books, I just read Acts of Faith by Philip Caputo and loved it. It's long. And sort of dense. And epic. But good!
Posted by: molly at March 25, 2007 06:27 PMA Suitable Boy, the Indian Pride and Prejudice. You'll thank me oh,in about five days.
Posted by: mary at March 25, 2007 08:26 PMMeh. Screw meeting friends. Just organize all the drawers, have some bourbon and the read a few books of Nietzsche.
There's an Indian Pride and Prejudice? That's my heaven!
Posted by: Leah at March 26, 2007 09:46 AMI started a "Girls Club". I got a few girlfriends I knew involved and they invited other girls. We took turns. Once a month someone would have everyone over for food and beverages. She would also plan an activity with a maximum cost of $20. We went canoeing, decorated easter eggs, made greeting cards, took a belly dancing lesson, etc. It lasted for almost three years (through the birth of two babies, lots of breakups and my divorce) and was a good way to forge some lasting friendships.
The other great thing about? It's reciprocal. When I first set out to make friends I'd invite people to parties and they'd always show up but only some would reciprocate. This makes it guaranteed, because if you want to stay involved you have to take a turn hosting.
Posted by: Cassa at March 28, 2007 10:25 AMp.s. Just read the rest of the comments. You could try that with couples, too. (My ex was a cop and his hours made it impossible to find couple friends so I had to make my own.)
Posted by: Cassa at March 28, 2007 10:32 AM