am i ever a happy amy to be back in bar harbor. i got quite a hero's welcome, stemming from the desperation they felt on friday. but i'll take that as a positive sign. i got to go to target and the mall twice this weekend...as matt and i hung out there on sunday afternoon. we did some shopping for our mothers (i found my mom egg cups that are cute little ladies winking and smiling, teehee) and walked around down town.* we also went to see the major motion picture, sahara, which is hilarious despite being partially cliche and obvious and having a very unrealistic civil war battle scene. sarah, since steve zahn is your boyfriend you'll love it.
i drove around with the top off on sunday, waiting in fear that my sorry ass taped up liscense plate would fly away, but overall feeling very cool in my convertableness. must invest in new sunglasses.
in weird news, mr. shy matt's mom invited me to their house for dinner last night. she has all these ideas of vegetarian food. how cute is that? i had to decline on grounds of weirdness but maybe next time. actually, next time is his mom's birthday and the family is going out. he asked me to think about coming, we're not sure. meeting the family really makes me a little nervous. they all seem to know all about me, well not all...that would be fucked up. the only emotions i can come up with are fear and "huh" but maybe that's not an emotion.
as i have, like, work to do...i can't blather on about all the girly stuff i did this weekend (bought a purse, and shoes, and a skirt...) to be balanced by the one butch thing i did this weekend (waxed my car). but whoa, i bought a skirt and new heels. matt seemed rather shocked when he asked me what i did saturday but not as shocked as when i knew the floor in his house was recycled wood beams. see, i have skills.


*where we went in to this old bookstore and i got "the fashionable american letter writer, or the art of polite correspondence" some(nay most) of you fine folks should expect some polite correspondence in the near future.