Max-i-mus Max-i-mus

IMO one of the best movies... up there with LOTR trilogy and some other faves. Obviously this is how my little booger got his name...

See the resemblance of handsome-ness?



Regardless though... last night Keith was sick... so of course Maximus had sympathy pains (until our neighbor came over, because then he HAD to get lovin's). When I went to bed Keith was watching Gladiator, and Maximus was out like a log. I'm talking a pick you up, move you, and you don't even open your eyes when you flop down log.

So I'm watching the movie as I'm falling asleep... cursing Commodus in my head *whimpy devious little bitch*... and the part came when Maximus had to take his helmet/mask off and let the Roman Empire know who he was. So as he was walking out everyone started screaming "Max-i-mus, Max-i-mus" over and over. I didn't expect it... but boy did Maximus jump up and look at that TV!!! "What the hell? I'm sleeping assholes! Can't you tell???... stop cheering my name... yes, I know I'm great... but it's going to have to wait until tomorrow". :D Silly pup.

My friend is sick

When I was growing up I had really close neighbors. A boy and a girl... who my sister and I are still close with to this day. They are like our pseudo siblings.

Keith has the same relationship with the three sisters who lived next door to him growing up. Considering we live in the house he grew up in, and two of the sisters still live there, I've gotten close with them as well. One of the girls, the youngest one, who is the same age as Keith... (the one he was always closest with) recently got sick.

I feel like we're really close now... I can talk to her about pretty much anything. So last night while I was doing work she texted me to see what I was doing. So I told her once I finished I just had to take a walk to the mailbox with Maximus to mail out my expense report for work and then she could come by and hang out.

I could tell she just needed to talk, you know? So I asked the question I knew she was waiting to hear, and the question I was scared to hear the answer to. "So what happened at the doctors? Do they know what's going on?". To make a long story short, she probably has mixed connective tissue disease. Some say this turns to lupus... some say it just ruins your quality of life.

She's only 28 years old... I feel so bad for her. I know it could be worse, but it certainly could be better!!!

Busy, Busy, Busy

Man... I think I've ranted on here before... in my short amount of time on Blogspot. We have too many friggin' parties to go to!!!!

We have to plan our own wedding, get through the holidays, plan my MIL's 60th surprise birthday party (and that will be like a wedding!), then my sister's 30th birthday party, throw my cousins bridal shower (because her mom is a tool), then her bachelorette and wedding, three baby showers, two Christenings, two additional bridal showers, another wedding, our family friends 60th birthday, not to mention the regular birthday's and those are only things I know about in the next six months!!

Talk about too much going on when your trying to buy a new house and plan an expensive wedding! Sheesh!

Though, sometimes I feel guilty for complainingg... since the only reason we have so many things to go to is because we have so many friends and family in our lives. So I guess that makes it okay! (Until I'm broke... then I'll be cursing them all!!!).

Not to mention that I spent my friday night working. This job will be the death of me... but I do love it! LOL! It was the end of our budget for the year, so I had a lot of finances to run through to make sure I am reimbursed for what I should be reimbursed for. So yeah... I'm a sick loser who spent her Friday night in with a calculator! *L*

Say what?

Ever say something reaaaaaaally stupid? Yeah, we all have. It's crazy because I'm usually very sensitive to people's feelings. I was raised in a house where racism just didn't exist... not to mention being a huge Heinz 57 myself. However, I also have a father and a fiancee both who have a strong sense of humor and I think that rubbed off on me a bit.

So long story short I was at a baby shower today. We were talking about names around the table, which ones were nice, not nice, etc. I was sitting next to Keith's sister and we alway have this sarcastic sense of humor in our family... even if it's not true we'll say something snarky just to make the other laugh.

So Keith's sister mentioned "I think the name Samara could be nice" and I replied as snarky as possbile "Yeah, if you want your kid to be born with a bone in it's hair". I was thinking more like Pebbles Flinstone (because I knew a girl named Samara who was all tough looking and reminded me of Pebbles flinstone), lol... but one lady said "Oh like tribal or sahara?" and then I realized they took it in a race way.

I sat there thinking how I didn't mean it in a race way, but if I tried to clarify it would make it into more of an issue than it was.

My boot tasted a bit grainy... I'll try not to do that again... though I think it's a fat chance for all of us!

Sorry I've been away...

I know I haven't been blogging for long so it's not like I have any regular readers, you know? But I will apologize for not writing for so long. I've just been so busy.

I'll give you the quick run down. Canada was great! It was so nice to finally meet so many people I've considered friends for so long! The drive was long, but not ridiculous- so we'd certainly do it again! My sister really liked everyone too.

She did leave her coach shoes behind though, lol... and started crying when I informed her of this. But Shelley sent them out right away so it was cool.

Everyone was really sweet, and the dogs were adorable! It was so nice meeting Brina, Jemma, Boo, Skadi, Fingal, Bronwyn, Diego, Spencer, Sydney, Philly, and Boomer (I didn't forget any did I?). Maximus really wishes he could've come... but after all it was big bad Ontario *sticks out tongue*... I hope Michael Bryant rots in hell.

*huggers*

Dropping the "Mom" Bomb

So I've been with my fiancee for over three years. I love his family (yes, I do actually love my in-laws!), and his mother is very sweet. Here's the problem though...

I NEED to start calling my MIL (mother-in-law) "Mom". I look at her like one of my 2nd mom's (I used to look at my Aunt and my old next-door neighbor like 2nd mom's too). The thing is, that I'm in the habit of calling her, her name for so long that it's hard to suddenly change it to "mom".

Sure, I look at her like a mom, when she calls me she says "Hi, it's mom", and has even said "I'll be so honored when you call me mom". I think maybe I'm afraid of my fiancee's family thinking I'm a kiss ass, lol. Not sure.

So how did you go about calling your significant others family "Mom" or "Dad"?

Lastly, did your parent or parents take offense to you calling someone else their rightful "name"?

Meeting old friends for the first time

So tomorrow I leave my urban life in NYC for the weekend. My sister and I are driving up to a little town in Canada to visit a whole boat load of friends... many of whom I've been friends with for about three years!!!

We're staying with a friend Shelley, who once came to NYC- so we've met before. She also met Keith and Maximus. Everyone else who I will see this weekend I've never met, though I feel like I'm closer with them than most people in my life... pretty funny how you can establish such important relationships over the Internet. Eh?

It's funny though, I think to myself... when I meet everyone for the first time in person, do I hug them? Shit, I feel like I'm going to just by instinct... or will I feel like it's really the first time I'm meeting them since I'm used to their "virtual identity"?

Know what would be really funny... if I acted like a weirdo for the first hour or so. Obviously Shelley would have to be in on it since she met me and knows I'm "normal" (depending on what your definition of "normal" is *L*)... but I can easily freak out some people if I added a twitch or a stutter... or even a little bit of tourettes. Now that would rock... you have to admit it!

I'm really excited though, it always seemed like I'd never get to meet everyone who lives in Canada because well... we live in different countries! Though, when it comes down to it- I'm only 7-8 hours away... and I get free gas from my company *S*. Canada here I come!!!!

I have to say though... I don't think I could ever bring myself to do tourist-y things in Ontario. After all... they have a freakin' Pit Bull ban... get a clue Bryant and Bryant ass kissers.... you guys suck!!! Ignorant assholes. I'd hate buying anything there knowing that the taxes from my purchase would support these bastard murderers. But eh, what can you do... hopefully the Ontarians will eventually get this holocaust ended if they scream loud enough.

My sister actually asked me "Am I going to have to deal with a bunch of people who hate Pit Bulls? Because then I can't be nice!", lol... she's so funny. I explained how anyone in Ontario who's actually educated on dogs wouldn't be breedist... it's the average Joe and Jane that believe the nonsense.

I will say that I hate the fact Maximus can't come with us... he would so enjoy hanging out all weekend with new people... and once he gets over the initial fear of new (big) doggies, he'd love being around them too!

So, wish me a safe drive people... I'll be sure to post pics when I get back :)