My man knows me best

Speaking from personal Aspergers experience, to say I don't like surprises, doesn't quite cover it. I get completely floored and derailed by surprises, even good ones. Now, how the man I love figured this out without me telling him that I'm an Aspie (in the beginning of our relationship) is beyond me. I just got lucky that such an intuitive gentleman could love someone as out of sync as me. 10 years later, we're still in love, and he still weathers my idiosyncratic disposition.

Just the other day I visited him at work to get my hair done, he's a hair stylist. I went out back with him and we chatted while he took a break (he smokes, but nobody is perfect).

" I have two surprises for you," he says, know surprise is not my favorite word. However, big time kudos for prepping me!
"I got a new lamp," he said.
Okay, I'm not so bad that the introduction of new furniture in the home would freak me out.
"The second, I scheduled a manicure for us," he said.
Uh-Oh! Red Alert! Red Alert! Normally, I think this is something a woman would swoon over if her lover scheduled a surprise manicure for her (then again, I can't presume to know how neuro typical people think). All I know is this Aspie has sensory problems with my fingertips. I don't like the feeling of vibrations on my finger tips, and I don't like people touching my fingers. So the idea of someone assaulting my fingers with an emery board, cuticle clippers, fingernail clippers etc...started to shut me down...(I don't have melt downs really anymore, usually shut downs now). My man being adept to my "moods" was right on top of it.
"I'll cancel your appointment if you want, but they are really good people, and I know them well. I met the woman who will do your nails, and I thought she was very cool. The owner assured me she was excellent," he explained.
FYI: there is a day spa next to the salon where he works.
Well, it worked, after I got the layout of the environment, and meeting the woman myself, I was comfortable. The manicure was fine, I still don't like my finger tips being touched, and probably won't go out of my way to get another one, but he was right. The woman was cool, it didn't hurt, and my nails got painted and awesome sparkly electric blue...for about an hour anyway. I don't like the feeling of nail polish on my nails either. However, I showed my gratitude to the man I love in spades, he is amazing!

Phenominal actor

Vincent D'onofrio has played ostentatious characters with a gifted and unique aplomb. Yet I think John Lange personifies his virtuosity

Aspie and her job

I don't know if it's a good thing or bad thing to have a job so well suited to my Aspergers. Reviewing (coding) applications for discrepancies tickles my pattern recognition fancy, especially since there are exponential variables with each application as unique as finger prints, no two are the same.

Quaking

Felt my first earthquake today in Pittsfield, MA. A 6 pointer his the Washington DC area and it was felt all over the east coast. I was at work and all of our computer monitors were shaking, which is nothing new because whenever someone heavy walks by, the floor shakes. I was cool with the quake, no Aspie problems here, except I fell behind in my work because I was so fascinated by the sensation of the quake.

Fresh Paint

The kitchen has just been painted blue and Navajo white, and for some reason the smell of the Navajo white paint freaks me out! To me it smells like excrement, BO, and garlic. Yesterday, I started crying because the smell just rubbed me too hard the wrong way. I don't know if that qualifies as a meltdown, because I was able to articulate well to my fiancee what had me so bothered. He was so good, he just nodded, went back into the living room, and allowed me my space to get over it.