Thursday, September 28, 2006

slice and dice Friday

Tomorrow is surgery day. My surgery is scheduled for 7 am and I have to be there at 5 am – couldn’t my surgeon have scheduled a round of golf first so I could sleep late? But it gives the bf time to be there when I get out of surgery before having his surgery at 2 pm in the same hospital. Both of us will stay overnight and be sent home the next day. Yesterday gay Scott flew in from London to be our nurse.

No Nurse Ratched for me. This 6'2" blonde Australian and our Mexican housekeeper are staying at the house over the weekend to look after us. It will be like a Beverly Hills United Nations sleepover. After breakfast today we’re off. Where you ask? Why, we're taking our nurse to Disneyland, of course.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

still on a learning curve

I find I am having a hard time getting accustomed to LA again. I had the usual jetlag that lasted 2 days. But after it disappeared I found myself still feeling like a stranger in my own skin. It must be all the sunshine. I like London’s often crappy weather. It suits me. It makes me really appreciate the days of great weather more. Here every day is postcard weather perfect – almost. It makes me crazy. But LA is where the bf is so I’ll just have to get used to it.

I’m still learning more about him every day. For instance he has little appreciation for English history. I found that out in Scotland on our anniversary. I thought I found the perfect gift. First year anniversary presents are supposed to be paper. So in July I bought a letter at a Sotheby’s auction. It was from Mary, Queen of Scots to Lord Bothwell, who would later become her third husband. I thought it was kind of romantic. When I gave it to him at dinner he was ... underwhelmed. Only after I explained that it was thought Bothwell killed Mary’s second husband so they could marry did he express any real interest. “Kinky” was his remark. After we were back in London I heard gay Scott ask him what I had given him His answer was “an autograph from some old queen named Mary”.

His gift to me was the director’s shooting script for Theatre of Blood filled with hand written notations in the margins. I loved it. So he trumped me with the gift. He gave me something he knew I would like. I gave him something I thought he would like. I won’t make that mistake again. Second year anniversary gift is cotton. I’ll have to start thinking about that. But third year gift is leather. I know exactly what to get him for that one.

Monday, September 18, 2006

... with this ring ...

Damn, time flies. I can’t believe summer is over and we head back to Los Angeles tomorrow. I haven’t been able to post as we were in Ireland so Dark could scout filming locations. That’s accomplished and now we head back and face our surgeries. I’m actually looking forward to mine and getting rid of this neck brace.

It looks like we’ll be back in London before too long. Moving Picture Company and Framestore, the London FX team for Harry Potter have been hired for the Narnia sequel. Dark will need to get another work visa as soon as we get home. ... or he can apply for a 'visit for civil partnership' visa and then he can stay as long as he likes after we’re registered. I never felt any urge to be married but somehow registering a civil partnership appeals to me. Dark would get a ‘right of abode’ and could stay as long as he likes. Hmm … I wonder how he’d look in Vera Wang?