I have returned from October

I know, I know, another loooong period of time has elapsed since I wrote anything here. For this I apologize profusely. Due to my absence of two months, let me recap what has been going on:
My body has been waking me up on a regular basis at around 7:30 each morning. Yes, my body. I choose to ignore it and snuggle deeper in my covers and slowly fall asleep again, denying that it would behoove me to actually get up and make breakfast and do something productive. This being said, I eventually roll out of bed around 10:30 and start my day.
We (and by we I mean The Great American Melodrama) have opened our holiday show (and yes, I can say holiday show instead of Christmas because it opened before Thanksgiving :p) and it is going quite smoothly. I am, as is most of the cast, adjusting to doing 2 shows 6 days a week as opposed to one, but we are all staying healthy and having loopy fun times. The line up of the 2 1/2 hours include Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol, Jack and the Beanstalk: The Operetta, The Holiday Vaudeville review. It's a fun pairing of shows and keeps me on my toes, which I like. I'd rather be overly busy than sitting around doing nothing.
It has been almost a year since I met a girl who would become very dear to me, and eventually steal my heart. During that year, we went through some odd times, some happy times, and almost a month of not speaking. Through all of that, we have come to know each other as the people we truly are. She sees through all my shyness, my stubbornness, my sometimes lame jokes, and knows me perhaps better than I know myself. She likes me for me, for Tom. She has taught me more about life, and myself than I ever knew. I thank God every day that he brought her into my life. She said that she would never go out with me, and I spent a year trying to get her to say yes. Now, she is my girlfriend, and she is amazing beyond words.
A few weeks ago I ordered a down comforter online, as my old ones had been used for several years and were losing their comfort and starting to get thin and fall apart. When the comforter arrived I knew that I had started a downhill chain of events that would eventually lead to me completely decorating that room that I am sleeping in. It's not even my room, or my house, yet I can't help it. I dragged myself to Wal Mart for some better pillows that were actually confy to lay my noggin on. I also picked up a new shower curtain rod because ours looked and smelled like it had been in the bathroom since the 70's. Ok, contributing to the corporate giant, done. I then drive the 14 miles north to San Luis Obispo in search of a store called Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Henry Rollins once spoke horror stories about this store entitled, "The Undoing of a Man". I walked in and bee-lined for the bed section of the store, knowing exactly what I was looking for and it then took me 30 mintues to stand there and decide which color would match my comforter. Dear God, I'm being domestic. Am I growing up? Becoming an adult? I was scared at first, but it's not so bad. Ya know what... I'm going to get a small soft, decorative pillow to put on my bed as well. I'm being domestic, and I don't care. If I knew the length of time I was going to be here, I would have loaded up a cart and put all sorts of stuff in it. Yeah, that would have meant I was commited, and I don't give a damn. I walk triumphantly back to my car, drive home and put everything on my bed. It looks sooooooo comfy. I can't wait to try it out tonight!
So maybe I am a man, undone. Maybe I'm a little more "domestic" than I was this morning, but I'm just fine with that.
Lastly, I made a trip home to retrieve my car. It was a great trip. Got to see all my family and a friend before I made the journey back to California. I stopped and hung out with Christie before making the trek back up the coast, again, no problems with the car. Got home, did a show wednesday night and had a lovely Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. Thursday night I got in my car, started it, and the "Service engine soon" light illuminated on the dash. Shit. I did the only thing I could think of and pulled the battery, drained the coolant, and cleaned the sensor on the back of the radiator. I just spent over more money than I'm worth to have this car fixed and I'll be damned if it isn't going to run properly. Put everything back together, no light. The car fired and everything was good...until the next morning. Bink! The light is on again (that is the noise it makes in my head). The light is still on today, and I'm leaking coolant from somewhere, where, I do not know. I will not give up though, I'm determined to fix the problem!!!
So now you are all caught up on my life. This doesn't mean I will not blog more often still, I just need to get in the swing of it again. Thanks for giving me a little push. Until next time.

-T