Hello again all! I have no idea who long it has actually been since my las update... two, maybe tree weeks? Well, either way, it's better than usual.
So, again, a fair amount has happened since my last post. A visit from Laura, learning to ice skate, Thanksgiving and totally disrespecting my elders, Even a whole bunch of cleaning... of other people's houses. Let's try to go in order...
So, not long after my last post (like a day or so I think) was the weekend before Thanksgiving. I went to a pot-luck style Thanksgiving dinner at my friend Abby's house, which was really fun. And had great food. Also, Abby is a chef- or at least, she WAS before her arm went kaput and she had to change careers) so, obviously, the food was good. I think the best parts of the day were having a tickle-fest with my sister on the living room floor, taking part in the filking of "Yellow Submarine" into "We're all part of the Weasley Family", and that when I asked Abby if she would like me to leave the little bit of my candied yams that were left she practically whimpered. It was kinda awesome that a woman who was a rather good professional chef for 15 years liked my yams that much. ^_^
So, that was Sunday morning/afternoon. That evening, we all headed up North to see another one of those Wizard Rock shows my sister and I are obsessed with. Now, my father had just been laid off on Friday. I was a bit down about this, and so was my sister. I realized about ten minutes after getting there that there was a good chance that this pay check might be our last chance to buy anything from a Wrock show for a good long while. Basically, I bought $45 worth of junk to make us feel better. I got a tee-shirt for my sister, a CD of wrock for us to share, and two cd's of the 'Muggle' band of one of the guys playing for myself. I say it was worth it. We felt better for the night, and if I lost about 15 bucks out of my next pay check from being over-drawn, well, let's say it was good practice of not freaking out when I'm over drawn way too often in the near future.
At least, the CD's I got were well worth it. I am sort of obsessed with this one band, from Mr. Matt Majaciamo; the Jenna Campaign. That's one thing I will always be grateful to wizard rock for- it's introduced me to a lot of 'real' music that could be called the Bob Dylans of my generation. Also, unlike the bands that actually get popular, most people involved in wrock are dedicated movers-and-shakers, very active in the world around them. When they write a song about the sorry state of the world, 95% of the time you can be sure they are actually trying to do something to change it. They sort of restore my flagging faith in my generation.
So, of course, then there was working on Monday Tuesday and WEd, and then my Thanksgiving prep started. I went down to get my sister and headed over to V's house after work on Wed to help her get ready for her very first time cooking Thanksgiving dinner. For 16 people. One of which was an ornery and ungrateful old woman who I wanted to choke. Instead, I just kept saying things like "Woman, go in the other room and shut it. You'll eat what ever Virginia puts on that table and you will like it or, god as my witness, you will regret it." She used to like me. Ha. She even thought to come outside while I was smoking to 'have a talk with me' about respecting my elders. I told her that I don't give too shits if she's in her 60's. It's really not that great of an accomplishment to live that long, humans have been doing it for millenia, and that if she wanted me to start treating her with respect she better start treating her granddaughter with some. The phrases "pain in the ass old woman" and "bite me" were both featured prominantly in that conversation.
On an up note- not that that wasn't really up note because, really? I had the time of my life putting that woman in her place every half and hour, and V had fun watching, too- I spent a good 45 mins after dinner sitting on the floor in front of Previne, V's Pakistani mother-in-law, trying to learn Urdu and Arabic and having her tell me how I should come visit her in Pakistan some day. That was lots of fun, actually. And it pissed V's grandmother off all over again. Because, you, this 70 year old woman should just learn English if she is going to come visit this country. 70. VISIT.
OH! And Pervine wouldn't eat the pizza we got on Wed night because it was cut at the pizza place with the same cuter that had run through the pizzas with pork toppings. Well, V's grandmother just thought that was ridiculous, and why don't they eat pork anyway? When V explained that the rule of not eating pork is in all three Abrahamic holy books, she exclaimed "It's not in my bible!" So, I, of course, had to prove her wrong on that one, and then she said, and I quote, "Well, that was before it was rewritten." At which I laughed tried really hard to end the conversation, which she wouldn't let me do. Oh, if looks could kill when I explained to her that she had just said that her bible had been "re-written" and was therefore, no longer the word of God, but the word of Random!editor Guys.
Ok, so that was the offical Thanksgiving- and yes, the food was all really good. Laura arrived later that night, and we had left overs with her, and then sat around chatting. It was fun. She was here for a full week and a little more- she just left yesterday morning. Here's a good rundown of what we did while she was here:
Friday, after Thanksgiving, I took Laura and Virginia to see Trans-Siberian Orchestra for their Christmas gifts. I was an awesome show- though I sort of which that they had done one of their other albums for the 'story' half of the show as it was the same one we had seen last time. Virginia, a music major who's ultimate dream in life would be to conduct a rock-orchestra, had never heard of them before. It was awesome getting to introduce her to their magnificence. She enjoyed herself, and so did Laura, so it was all good.
Randomly, when the narrator was talking about how man could wish on an light, not just a star, and one man who was wishing that he was not so lonely for Christmas, I got an idea for a Clark/Lex story. I HATE Superman. But I thought, awe, how cute would it be if Lex had wished for a friend on Clark's meteorite? Yeah... Totally random.
On Sat, I took Laura out with Cassie and Laura and we went ice skating. It was fun and I made a hockey player from California blush. Cassie's big observation of the day? "Wow, you are a lot more forward with Laura around!" We both laughed hysterically at that. Also, by the end of the day I was rather impressed with myself. For years I have been trying to learn how to ice skate nearly every year, and every year I injure myself and end up having to give up with in like half an hour because my ankles just can't take it. We were there for three hours, and I didn't give up, even if I did take a good number of smoke breaks. By the end of the day, I had even managed to skate the six feet from the last curve to the exit all by myself. I do have to say that a lot of that was due to Cassie. Never knew that learning to skate with someone who can skate and *gasp and awe* has some sense of balance would make things so much easier. ^_-
Later that night we went up to Jellystone Park (you know, where Yogi Bear is based) and drove through Santa's Magical Kingdom or some such. It's supposedly the biggest Christmas light display in the US. Or at least, in the mid-west. It was a lot of fun, and I even got Laura and Cassie to skip with me and sing Christmas carols like we were five. Again, Cassie was shocked by the difference in my behavior with Laura around. But, in honesty, as I explained to her, my look!-I'm-FIVE! act was all because of the Christmas stuff and OMG!SANTA CLAUSE! not because of Laura. Despite everything, Christmas is still my favorite holiday and whenever I am given the chance, I love to act like a kid for the holidays. ^_^ I promised Cassie that one day this holiday me, her and Virginia would all get together with their kids so I could be all childish for the holidays. ^_^
Speaking of which. Last week I had this urge to take some kids to the zoo. You know, kids who like the zoo. Ones who are still impressed with how tall the giraffes are and how weird hyenas look. Well, I made the mistake of mentioning to Cassie this while we were skating, and now she has been bugging me about "maternal clocks" and "getting settled down" and the like. She even had this huge conversation with me about how she thinks I am the type of person who would make a great foster parent. That way I could have kids, but never really have to have kids, since I keep saying I would get sick of being a parent too fast. I tend to disagree. See, the kids I would 'foster' would end up making it to the 'family' level in my head and I just wouldn't be able to give them up. In case people haven't noticed yet, when you make it to the family level in my life, there is no getting rid of me.
Ok, so that was Sat. I was supposed to work that day, but honestly, I just didn't want to. On Sunday Laura and I pretty much just hung around her hotel with my sister playing video games. Which is pretty much how the rest of the week went too. Go to work, go out to dinner, go play video games, go to bed, lather rinse repeat... But I called off work on Thursday and took Laura to the Arch. It was nice. There was no one farting at the top. We even went through the museum and bought ridiculous expensive and rather gross candy we have never heard of from the little 'pioneer' store there.
Oh, so here is the thing with the title: Laura bought a Wii, and extra controlers with these colored latex 'skins' so we wouldn't get our Wiimote's confused. Seeing where I came up with this now? Yes, that's right, while trying to get one of these skins on a wiimote for my sister, I made mention of how it was like a wiimote condom. There was no end of the "safe role playing" jokes from there. It sort of became our theme for the week.
Also, I really want an Xbox 360 now. Fable 2 is an awesome game and was SO MUCH FUN!!! Also, there is a Tales game, so... that's two games I would play on it... yeah, I'm broke and thinking about selling the systems I have now, so it's a marvelous idea to start lusting after another ridiculous expensive toy. *headdesk*
Ok, so, Laura flew home on Sat morning, and I took my sister over to Cassie's and tried to help her clean her house. Then, after taking my sister home and returning to finish the kitchen- because god damn it that kitchen was going to be clean when I was done with it- Anna got sick. Like, projectile vomiting sick. She was still sick when I went home the next day. Fun.
Monday, I went with V to the hospital because she broke her finger and didn't want to sit in a hospital waiting room all alone. There were some really annoying black kids there that did not understand the idea of personal space and if it weren't for smoke breaks totally would have gotten a lecture and most likely a boot the ass about how you don't sick you face in a baby's face.
And then I came home at like 11 o'clock and went to bed so that I could get up for work... instead, I woke up at about 4 with the same thing Anna had. Not fun. And I had my father call out of work, but he called the office instead of calling my boss's cell phone, so I got chewed out about that this morning. I wanted to be like "Yeah, Erick, I'm gonna remember to tell my father to call your cell phone when I'm passed out on the bathroom floor. Bite me." All I did say was a lot of mm-hmms and a few oks. Luckily, it was only a 24 hours thing, because I couldn't take today off as well with out going to the doc, and yeah... I'm broke. Like really really broke. With no health insurance. Like, my account is $111 in the arrears and I am most likely going to have to get a second job here soon broke. Not even like "omg it's almost Christmas" broke. More like "omg he rent was due two weeks ago and we never paid it and the phone is due this week and we can't afford it and my student loans are already past due and thank god my bank payed my credit card and put me in the arrears rather than making the check bounce" broke. Yeah, going to the doctor for anything less than life threatening is not going to happen right now. And I am NOT loosing my job because I took more than one sick day in a row with out a doctor's note.
Ok, so that was my little ran about being poor. On a more positive note, my mother bought me a coook book called "Hello Cupcake" and a giant cupcake pan! I can't wait for the first birthday ha come around. GIANT CUPCAKES. So much better than cake. Even if it is just a cake pan shaped like a cupcake. You know you want one.
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