Fast Weekend, Sore Throat

So Friday night I left work early and drove, in the rain, to Larkspur. It was a really beautiful neighborhood near the redwoods with big houses and twisty roads. I got there and Matt greeted me and we went inside where his "class" was sitting in a cozy living room talking. I tried to follow along, but very soon after I arrived we were up! Matt and I sat in chairs facing eachother in the center of the room and he walked me through relaxation excersize and "guided meditation" I guess this can also be called hypnotherapy, but I was never unconcious, just relaxed. I was his guinnea pig for his class, he had to preform a session with someone in front of the group to get his certificate. The "issue" I would work on with him is my obvious food and eating issue. Matt took me through a scenario in the meditation where I had to throw a party for some kids, and the special little girl whose birthday it was was a picky, unhealthy eater and I had to create a menu for her and her friends and plan out a fun party. It was a little silly, but I know he was trying to connect eating healthy with feeling good and happy and having fun. It was smart and he did a very good idea. I am not sure if I would prescribe to this teqnique to cute me of my food issues. I could simply talk to a therapist and come up with the same relations and think about them and work on my behavior slowly, as I am doing now ...but I think this technique Matt used really could be great for kids and I am very proud of him and his success.

After the class we went to dinner. We shared a salad and a pizza, which was yummy and I got all caught up on whats been going on with him, and vice versa. It was nice!

Next I came home and was surprised to find a dark quiet house. Wes and HL were both in bed! (Well I think HL was on the computer in ehr room). Wes was asleep! It was 9pm! He had a sore throat for a week and was just feeling bummy. It made me sad. I stayed up with the TV for about an hour I think.

Saturday we slept in a little and all made yummy (and healthy) breakfasts. Then I took HL into the city with me to visit Kerry, my dear friend who is recovering from a vespa accident. Kerry is an adult, but about the same size as HL, she offloaded some really nice clothes on heather, who was stoked. HL really liked Kerry and we looked in some shops and hung out for a bit.

Next I took HL to walk around the mission and get some lunch. We ate at Frjtz (one of my favs), walked around and then headed back to the east bay. Next I took her to the Emeryville shops to look for a specific skirt she wanted. We did not find it, but I told her we could look again another day. We went back home hung out some more. I read my book alittle and HL talked on the phone with a friend. It was relaxing.

Later I made dinner and then we took Heather home. The plan was to then see a movie near her, but once we got on the highway we noticed a very drunk driver and Wes wanted to report it. Now Wes loves nothing more than seeing police activity (dont we all), especially when you got to call it on some jerk-head swerving all over the road. Not long ago we called the local police to report an annoying and suspicious car across from our house honking up a storm at an empty house, no one ever came. This time we were driving, we followed the guy a bit while we called and 9-1-1 was busy! I called 5 times before I got through, then they patched me through to the highway patroll, we described the location, license plaet, everything and hung up. We continued to follow the guy as he swerved and almost hit people several times. He must have noticed us following because he got off the highway. Wes followed. He pulled over on a side street and turned off his lights. This little chase was now a little scary. Wes passed him, turned around and waiting on a side street. We then called the local police to report it. They told us not to follow the car. After 5 mintues the guy got back on the freeway, we followed and Wes had me call the highway patroll again. At this point i was annoyed, i was done with this! I felt creepy and weird going so far out fo our way to see this guy get pulled over (or kill someone) and the police obviously were not going to catch him. I finally made wes turn around. It was late so we aborted the movie and went home. Wes was mad.

Sunday we slept in again and i had a talk with him about the snoring issue. i was nervous and we both got upset, but i hope he heard me and will follow through with seeing a doc. The poor guy, he is such a sweetie and i adore him, i hate making him do something he obviously doesnt want to, but i just did not feel like he recognized the issue for what it was and I oculd not ignore it. I am tired of hearing about women silently suffering, letting things like this ruin their relationships. Wes and I are going to work on thsi together and figure it out.

I realy felt like a weight was lifted after talking to him, although I am sure he felt heavier. I took him to breakfast to make up for it and we were both in a better mood after. Next I dragged him to Target for a much needed shopping trip and then we relaxed at home a bit. Later we went to a movei, saw 21- which was awesome and I was hungry and cranky when we got home.

Nothing else much to report- got to catch a meeting!