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This weekend was pretty fun! On Friday night I came home and went to see "Red Dragon" with Jeff and Derek. If you were planning on seeing it, DON'T. Save your money and your sanity - it was a pretty good concept, but just LONG and sorta boring after a while. I started to feel a bit ADD-ish after a bit. After that we picked Dave up from work and Jeff decided to fill up his tire with a nail in it. Then Dave gets the brilliant idea to "just put the spare on!" So I sat on the freezing ass cold curb and watched three cops try to put on a spare tire for a half hour. It's been a while since I've had such a good laugh - from compromising positions to general "We have no clue what we're doing" comments - it was great. I only wish I had a camera. I just love hanging out with them, even when they start their stories of days gone by with the Sheriff and I have no idea what's going on... I just smile and nod and listen to them, it's fun.
Saturday my cousin Ben got married - it was weird watching him at the altar being all grown up, knowing that I went to kindergarten and watched "The Real Ghostbusters" with him every day. We were real tight as kids, and as time went on we got farther apart, but he's still a great guy and I'm so happy that he found someone that makes him happy. It was such a fun reception too, my sister and I opened up the dance floor for everyone and had a blast. It was kind of embarassing to notice how many people were watching us, but we made ourselves feel better by saying "they're just jealous that they don't have moves like us!" It was funny though, everyone was in good spirits and all. I made a bet with Lindsay that when the "slow dancing" started this kid Dave that I had been instructed (but didn't have to be persuaded) to flirt with would take Lindsay and I'd be stuck with the less attractive counterpart named Doug. As luck would have it, it did happen the way I had predicted - not once, not twice, but three times!!! But Doug was HILarious - we had a "dance off" with Dave and Lindsay during a slow song where we tangoed and then Doug kicked his leg up in the air about 30 feet - then I spun him around, he dipped me, we did some ballroom moves, and then he laid on the floor and I spun him around by his ankles. Needless to say, we rocked the dance-off. Later Dave and I danced three slow ones in a row so Lindsay says our bet was null and void - I don't agree but had a blast in any event. We'll get to see all of them again in March when our other cousin gets married. I'm worried though, because Mike and Ben (the one who's getting married next and the one who just did) are the only two grandkids older than me. That means I'm next. I'm willing to pass the torch onto just about anyone, including our 10-year-old cousin, because that's just not appealing to me right now!!
So today we went to our dad's fiancee's to celebrate all of the October birthdays in that family (oh yeah, as of Friday I'll no longer be a teenager) and that was fun. I'm acquiring a new little stepbrother who needless to say kept me "sassy" all day. I like to spar with him though, I don't have a problem with the younger sibling stuff, it's just weird to have a "brother." I don't know.
Tomorrow the whole family's getting together again to celebrate our grandma's 70th birthday at this great restaurant at home, so I'm skipping work to go to that. I feel kinda bad about calling in, but I also don't want to drive all over town tomorrow. I can't afford the gas and I really hate my job, so why not? Of course it caused hell with my dad and also Jill, who I swear share a brain, because they have the same lectures for me all the time. It's nice to know that people care about your life but then at the same time it's like "If you're going to make me be completely autonomous the rest of the time, stay out of my business." My dad expects me to be all independent and so far, I have been - but then he gets pissed at me when I made independent decisions. Not a day has gone by where I see my dad and we don't get into some type of argument. I'm sick of being on my guard all the time and defending everything I do. No wonder I thought I wanted to be a lawyer - I argue all the time!
So anyway, I'm chatting with this guy now that I met at a wedding back in May and I thought was really cool then, but hadn't talked to again til tonight. He's cracking me up! I hate having to be all "forward" with him but whatever - I guess someone has to take initiative, I just hate wondering if you're going to get rejected or not. It's all part of life, right?
Well, I'm going to go back to talking to him - he's telling me about the Harley he just ordered which from what I know of him sounds totally out of character but hilarious nonetheless. Good night all!
Saturday my cousin Ben got married - it was weird watching him at the altar being all grown up, knowing that I went to kindergarten and watched "The Real Ghostbusters" with him every day. We were real tight as kids, and as time went on we got farther apart, but he's still a great guy and I'm so happy that he found someone that makes him happy. It was such a fun reception too, my sister and I opened up the dance floor for everyone and had a blast. It was kind of embarassing to notice how many people were watching us, but we made ourselves feel better by saying "they're just jealous that they don't have moves like us!" It was funny though, everyone was in good spirits and all. I made a bet with Lindsay that when the "slow dancing" started this kid Dave that I had been instructed (but didn't have to be persuaded) to flirt with would take Lindsay and I'd be stuck with the less attractive counterpart named Doug. As luck would have it, it did happen the way I had predicted - not once, not twice, but three times!!! But Doug was HILarious - we had a "dance off" with Dave and Lindsay during a slow song where we tangoed and then Doug kicked his leg up in the air about 30 feet - then I spun him around, he dipped me, we did some ballroom moves, and then he laid on the floor and I spun him around by his ankles. Needless to say, we rocked the dance-off. Later Dave and I danced three slow ones in a row so Lindsay says our bet was null and void - I don't agree but had a blast in any event. We'll get to see all of them again in March when our other cousin gets married. I'm worried though, because Mike and Ben (the one who's getting married next and the one who just did) are the only two grandkids older than me. That means I'm next. I'm willing to pass the torch onto just about anyone, including our 10-year-old cousin, because that's just not appealing to me right now!!
So today we went to our dad's fiancee's to celebrate all of the October birthdays in that family (oh yeah, as of Friday I'll no longer be a teenager) and that was fun. I'm acquiring a new little stepbrother who needless to say kept me "sassy" all day. I like to spar with him though, I don't have a problem with the younger sibling stuff, it's just weird to have a "brother." I don't know.
Tomorrow the whole family's getting together again to celebrate our grandma's 70th birthday at this great restaurant at home, so I'm skipping work to go to that. I feel kinda bad about calling in, but I also don't want to drive all over town tomorrow. I can't afford the gas and I really hate my job, so why not? Of course it caused hell with my dad and also Jill, who I swear share a brain, because they have the same lectures for me all the time. It's nice to know that people care about your life but then at the same time it's like "If you're going to make me be completely autonomous the rest of the time, stay out of my business." My dad expects me to be all independent and so far, I have been - but then he gets pissed at me when I made independent decisions. Not a day has gone by where I see my dad and we don't get into some type of argument. I'm sick of being on my guard all the time and defending everything I do. No wonder I thought I wanted to be a lawyer - I argue all the time!
So anyway, I'm chatting with this guy now that I met at a wedding back in May and I thought was really cool then, but hadn't talked to again til tonight. He's cracking me up! I hate having to be all "forward" with him but whatever - I guess someone has to take initiative, I just hate wondering if you're going to get rejected or not. It's all part of life, right?
Well, I'm going to go back to talking to him - he's telling me about the Harley he just ordered which from what I know of him sounds totally out of character but hilarious nonetheless. Good night all!