It's my own fault for not specifying but...

...I'm still gonna strangle you for spilling the beans on the Upcoming Holidays to Meet SO's Family.

Mom emailed. I quote:

Crack Monkey said you are going to _______ to meet SO's family? Is this getting "serious" or just an obligatory trip?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity fuck. I just know I'm gonna get Why don't you & SO want to come to Dallas for Christmas? You went to see *his* family earlier this year. From both Dad & Mom. Shee-it.

In other news it's a good thing Ma reminded me of Lil'est Sis's B-Day this Saturday. BG gets back that day and SO's Lil'est Sis arrives that day as well & there's a huge freaking free concert at the Circo Massimo...Birthday? Huh? Oh yeah...

Last Mom related email detail: if she doesn't stop handing my personal email address out like some sort of personal-travel-agent-in-Rome candy, I'm gonna kill her.

ps- can we also get ma to stop using 'LOL' & unnecassary quotation marks (as in 'My job is "kick ass"' & 'I have really "clicked" with the staff' and...)

She asked me if I'd spoken to you, and then mentioned that she needed to call. To which I said, "Do it soon - she needs some moral support right now." I kept mum about the "want to grow old with you", etc. that SO has been tossing out there, though. Give me a little credit. Not much, but some.

And I think you'll be more than satisfied to hear that promptly after that conversation, I asked her opinion on an odd rib pain that's been bothering me. Her response (loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear)? "Are you sure it's not GAS?" Karma is a tricky bitch. I was very sorry I had declined on the offer of a margarita.

Yeah, Lil'est Sis is pumped about the birthday. She's all growed-up and getting tattoos and piercings and in general making Pops tear out what little remains of his hair...sniff. We should be so proud.

Re: Mom's terrible email manners - block her address until she gets a better feel for the internets. Or tell her you are not a chat room session.

Then charge any of her friends that email you for travel advice a small consultation fee. And copy Mom on it. ;)

Sisterly Correspondence

This was too good to keep to ourselves...

Yo. So yeah, the blog entry's what I couldn't talk about last night. Can we say holy fuck? I thought so. Would have been an interesting post-coital chat had the wee bugger not been quite so talented at reducing me to post-multiple orgasm passed out jelly.

Further details on the other 'big decision' later. I've been wrastling with rebuilding our server today and don't want to see a keyboard for at least 12 hours.

So...does that mean you ARE engaged? Or is it a hanging question (statement??) in the air?

NO! Am not engaged.

Hanging statement (question) and I'm gonna leave it hanging for the time being. Repeat AM NOT ENGAGED.

You know though, every time i attempt to think about this little situation & what my theoretical response would be, the thing that hits my brain first is

1) Oh dear god. The family.
2) Eloping's good.
3) Oh dear god. the family will disown me.

Ok, got it.

3) Oh dear god. the family will disown me.

Are you kidding? They'd just be happy that one of us is finally hitched. On the other hand, I might kill you, since all I'd hear after is "when are you going to get married, like your sister?" ;)

I wuv you snookums. Seriously, let the Q/S hang for a while and digest it. Thoroughly. Who knows - it may not give you indigestion after all.

Shit you're right. They would totally say that. And then the next one would be 'Why can't you two have kids like Lil'est Sis?' ;)

Indigestion - Maybe, maybe not. But that's a pretty big step.

Can't we just live in sin for a while? ;)

Really leaving now. Working dinner. Will try not to strangle coworkers.

smoochies

Pop Quiz, Hot Shot

You have a beautiful Sunday afternoon up for grabs. Do you:

a.) go into the office for a few hours to help alliviate the Atlas-sized workload that's been shoved upon you, making your Monday significantly less stressful?

or

b.) say fuck it and spend the day in your jammies baking brownies for a friend's road trip and watching Star Wars movies?

WWRDD?

I am assuming RD of 'WWRDD?' is moi as Resident Dictator. I should have done A myself, but opted for C) Waiting around for the couple who the BG rented her room out to to show up for the keys (she's off to Canada again for a month) & laying on my bed getting really stoned while second guessing a major decision made 2 days ago.

While I hold Happy Pills in high distain, sometimes I wonder if a couple slipped into my moring cappucinos might not be a bad idea.

I've been entertaining that thought for the past three weeks. Strictly for work purposes, though.