I have a private life-saver. Who even sings the Baywatch-theme.

I'm all kinds of exhausted, yet excited and happy. We're off to the pirate thing thursday morning, and we have 10.000 preperations yet to be made. The puppy is building a canon as we speak. Well, as I write, rather. I'm halfway through a headscarf for him, and I still need some work on my skirt. Not to mention a couple handstitches on my shirt, and most of the priest-outfit for one of the puppy's friends. There's still stuff to be bought, hair to dye, and all other sorts of crap to get ready, and almost no time left.

I don't know how I would have gotten through the last few days, without this awesome guy around to just make me calm down and not panic. Getting some help from his mom with the costumes really helped, too. And it's actually been fun to be around his family, they're really great people. I envy the creative environment he was raised in, I would have loved having that as a kid. And it's funny, the more time I spend with his mom, the more I see parts of his personality, so clearly coming from her. She has taught me a lot about sewing, the last few days, it's been really great. And they make really awesome food, too, I'm a fan. And the whole title-calling was totally weird, but in a positive way. I've never had a guy's parent call me their girlfriend before, that was somewhat odd and cool at the same time. Heh.

He's still building his canon ^.^

He went to a friend's birthday the other night, and after a few hours out, texts me to ask if I'd please meet up with them. People were jerks, and he was bored. And I was supposed to get up early to open the café the next morning, but I decided to go anyway. I got a few very indiscreet dirty comments from this one guy, who I decided was a disgusting sleezebag. Another guy started a long, and to start with very one-sided, discussion about whether or not the fantasy-genre needed boundaries and manifestations from the real world, in order to function. When I finally got out of that conversation, I chipped in with a funny remark the birthday girl and the puppy had been talking about. As a respond, the woman goes psycho offensive on me. To which I barely had time to react, before the puppy stepped in and defended me. And he would have done that for any friend or person he liked, but it was really nice. To know he'd defend me if his friends "attacked" me unprovoked.

I'm looking forward to the pirate-thing. But I'm also looking forward to coming home and just relaxing, not having to do anything for a few days. De-stressing together. Yes please.