Monday, November 10, 2008

So, here's a new pic of my boyfriend!



Or, as some friends like to call him, my stalkee. God I love him. Look at him. He's utterly gorgeous. My hubby likes to call him a mongoloid. He's so rude isn't he? I think its just the jealousy.

Anyway! Meet Michael Irby. Star of The Unit on CBS Sunday nights at 10pm. You all watch right?

He also appears nightly in my dreams. Ooh la la! And he's my muse of course, inspiring me to write not just one, but two, count them - TWO - fan fics. Which (natch) were very well received.

Isn't he gorgeous? Fun trivia fact: his birthday is the day before my husband's. Hey, what can I say, I love Scorpios!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

So, I forgot my Anniversary today!

Yep. How embarassing!! I came home about 40 mins ago and saw a card for me on the table. Oops! Now, the funny thing about this is that I was just telling my girlfriend about how I booked my wedding place 2 years before my actual wedding!!!!

See, hubby and I were talking marriage in the fall of 1998. We planned on getting engaged spring of 1999 and then the wedding in fall of 2000. Well, my mom went to the reception place for a holiday party, fell in love with the place and called me immediately. I agreed we needed to check it out, so we went to a Bridal show a few weeks later. Well, we completely fell in love with the place!!!

So, natually, one of the banquet managers took us upstairs to talk prices. We were talking about dates and I said not until November of 2000. He opens his calendar and tells me there were only 2 Sundays left in November!!!! He said he would need a $500 deposit to hold the date. I turned to look at my mother and she whips out her checkbook. Ta-dah!

Now, the kicker was, we didn't tell Hubby. I didn't want to freak him out. So for the next 8 months or so I played the dutiful bride to be who couldn't find a wedding place. Every single time we went out for dinner, I asked for a wedding package and kept up nonstop wedding chatter about different places.

Finally, after getting the ring, I told Hubby that I wanted to get married at X place on such and such day. So we called my mother and the following conversation took place:

Me (with hubby sitting right next to me): Hi Mom & Dad! We decided to get married at _______________! We are so excited! But we really want November 5th so can you go down and book it right away?

Mom: Wonderful! How exciting! Yes, we can go down this week and book it, no problem!
My Father: Didn't we do this already? Didn't we book it last year?
Mom: Shut up Mxxxx! Get off the phone!

Me: Great, thank you so much, we can't wait to start planning! Talk to you soon!
My Father: What's going on here? What are you talking about? We did this last November!
Mom: Bye!!

So then I "had" to run out to get ciggarettes and called my mom from the pay phone. We were hysterical laughing, and my dad is in the background complaining about how we were crazy, etc.

Now, the best part? Everyone of my friends knew about this EXCEPT my husband. He had not one clue until about 3 years or so ago. We were watching tv and a blurb for Dr. Phil came on about honesty in relationships. I turned to hubby and said, oh, I should tell you something. He was like what the fuck?

I said, I should have told you this before we got married, I'm so sorry I didn't, can you ever forgive me? He was so white as a ghost!! He kept saying, what, just say it, what? So I told him. About booking the ____________ 8 months before we got engaged!

He didn't find it as humorous as I did!!!!!

Happy Anniversary sweetie, I love you!

The latest annoying thing in my life

is that my inlaws have found me on Facebook.com. So my brother in law, his wife and the 16 year old sister in law are all on my Friends list now. The only way it could be worse, was if my computer illiterate mil figured out how to use a computer. I like Facebook, don't get me wrong. I think its a cute way to keep in touch with friends, find old friends, cute games, etc etc. BUT, its dangerous when you want to talk shit about your inlaws. So, in the spirit of bitchiness, all comments and pointless stories (including pictures of cheezy ass Christmas presents) will be kept to this site.

My current petty issue right now: So it was Bride SIL's birthday yesterday. Teen SIL wished her a HB on her wall and called her "Sis". Gag me. Then, Bride SIL wrote back to Teen SIL and called her "Sis". Gag me with a fucking spoon.