Yesterday I had the great opportunity of seeing my mom for Mother's Day! It was the first time I have seen her since my quick visit in early January. She said something to me that I just can't keep thinking about:
"Men and Women are wired differently."
All I can think of is:
Where do I find the wireless version?????
Monday, May 14, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Auto-Correct Text
MS has an iphone and regularly uses the auto-text option. Needless to say, I often find some of his texts more than amusing. Tonight was no exception:
MS: "WTF...dude just walked up to the counter with a banana over his face. If I hadn't sort of recognized him from the other day I would have totally hit our panic button. Looked like he was about to frickin rob us!"
At this point, I was laughing hysterically (I still am!). Trying to imagine someone being scary with a banana on their face. Was it just a peel? Was it being held as a moustache or covering ones eyes?
I had never heard him mention a panic button before. Clearly how could he be almost to the point of pushing a panic button over a banana?
ME: "Nice...pharmacy robbed by an armed banana man..."
MS: "Lol, omg...that was supposed to be bandanna. Nice"
Oh how the auto-correct option entertains me!
MS: "WTF...dude just walked up to the counter with a banana over his face. If I hadn't sort of recognized him from the other day I would have totally hit our panic button. Looked like he was about to frickin rob us!"
At this point, I was laughing hysterically (I still am!). Trying to imagine someone being scary with a banana on their face. Was it just a peel? Was it being held as a moustache or covering ones eyes?
I had never heard him mention a panic button before. Clearly how could he be almost to the point of pushing a panic button over a banana?
ME: "Nice...pharmacy robbed by an armed banana man..."
MS: "Lol, omg...that was supposed to be bandanna. Nice"
Oh how the auto-correct option entertains me!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Smash Smashed
I just deleted my DVR'd recording of the second episode of Smash, mid-show. I was actually very interested in watching Smash after seeing the previews. It reminded me of Flash Dance. As I am not a fan of Glee, I hoped it wouldn't be Gleeked.
As I watched the season premiere I didn't know what to think. My son hit it on the nose as he sat on the other couch watching me. He said, "You really wanted to love it. And you didn't."
He was exactly right. I did want to love the show. I did think it would add to my DVR collection of recordings that I am finding difficult to watch. I hoped that maybe the second show would rope me in. Unfortunately, it did not. After ten minutes, I just hit stop and deleted the show. I feel sad. Of course glad that I have one less commitment of watching a television show, but sad that I had such hope and optimism for the show and was left with utter disappointment.
As I watched the season premiere I didn't know what to think. My son hit it on the nose as he sat on the other couch watching me. He said, "You really wanted to love it. And you didn't."
He was exactly right. I did want to love the show. I did think it would add to my DVR collection of recordings that I am finding difficult to watch. I hoped that maybe the second show would rope me in. Unfortunately, it did not. After ten minutes, I just hit stop and deleted the show. I feel sad. Of course glad that I have one less commitment of watching a television show, but sad that I had such hope and optimism for the show and was left with utter disappointment.
Relationship Ramblings...
As I mentioned before, tomorrow is Valentine's Day. MS and I continue to date, almost sixteen months. As MS likes to remind me, no one and no relationship is perfect.
I understand this, but I also feel that some things are non-negotiable. And yet, then I come to realize that maybe I am wrong. Maybe standards, expectations and personal beliefs may be malleable. MS and I have had two major hurdles in our relationship (with the exception of our difference in parenting styles). These hurdles, while they have been crossed, I don't feel like they have been conquered. At the core, I struggle with trust issues. MS has suggested we go to counseling. I am not sure I am ready to go there, but deep down, I know that if I am going to make a commitment, we need help. I can't continue in a relationship with one foot out the door.
MS has told me repeatedly that he would like to spend the rest of his life with me. Granted, he has been most verbal about this during our most difficult and trying times. As of late, he has decided he wants to sell his large house and move closer to me. There hasn't been any discussion of living together. Maybe he really does know me. He has researched the housing market in my area. MS loves the idea of a smaller, more affordable home that would be closer to me and allow us to see each other daily if possible. He even likes several houses on my street that are currently for sale.
While I have explored housing options with him, even so far as contacting a realtor friend to talk to him about sale options on his house. I plan to support him in anyway possible; however, maybe I don't think he will ever move. I did ask him if he would still want to live in my town if we didn't work out. He said he loves my town and would. Somehow I find this hard to believe, but I have to trust him to be honest. MS has yet to talk to his son about the possibility of moving. Wednesday the realtor will talk to him about his options, as MS feels that he will owe at least $40,000 after selling his house due to the downturn of the market when he built his house four years ago.
MS sent me a large fortune cookie for Valentine's Day (it is approximately 1200 calories and 9 servings). He said he hopes to see me Wednesday night to give me the rest of my Valentine's gift. Again, I'm not worried about a proposal. If that was his intention why would he talk and research purchasing a house for him and his son?
I'm just not sure where our relationship is heading. I really think that we both would benefit from a third party addressing both of our concerns and issues. And mom, I really don't think he is the controlling, stalker-type. And yes, I know I said that about my ex-husband too, but...I do believe that MS is different.
I understand this, but I also feel that some things are non-negotiable. And yet, then I come to realize that maybe I am wrong. Maybe standards, expectations and personal beliefs may be malleable. MS and I have had two major hurdles in our relationship (with the exception of our difference in parenting styles). These hurdles, while they have been crossed, I don't feel like they have been conquered. At the core, I struggle with trust issues. MS has suggested we go to counseling. I am not sure I am ready to go there, but deep down, I know that if I am going to make a commitment, we need help. I can't continue in a relationship with one foot out the door.
MS has told me repeatedly that he would like to spend the rest of his life with me. Granted, he has been most verbal about this during our most difficult and trying times. As of late, he has decided he wants to sell his large house and move closer to me. There hasn't been any discussion of living together. Maybe he really does know me. He has researched the housing market in my area. MS loves the idea of a smaller, more affordable home that would be closer to me and allow us to see each other daily if possible. He even likes several houses on my street that are currently for sale.
While I have explored housing options with him, even so far as contacting a realtor friend to talk to him about sale options on his house. I plan to support him in anyway possible; however, maybe I don't think he will ever move. I did ask him if he would still want to live in my town if we didn't work out. He said he loves my town and would. Somehow I find this hard to believe, but I have to trust him to be honest. MS has yet to talk to his son about the possibility of moving. Wednesday the realtor will talk to him about his options, as MS feels that he will owe at least $40,000 after selling his house due to the downturn of the market when he built his house four years ago.
MS sent me a large fortune cookie for Valentine's Day (it is approximately 1200 calories and 9 servings). He said he hopes to see me Wednesday night to give me the rest of my Valentine's gift. Again, I'm not worried about a proposal. If that was his intention why would he talk and research purchasing a house for him and his son?
I'm just not sure where our relationship is heading. I really think that we both would benefit from a third party addressing both of our concerns and issues. And mom, I really don't think he is the controlling, stalker-type. And yes, I know I said that about my ex-husband too, but...I do believe that MS is different.
Health Scare
After my latest physical, I received that dreaded call that my pap was abnormal. I was informed to come in for additional testing. I told very few people. Actually, I believe at the time of the testing, in various different conversations, I informed MS only.
I was scared and yet I didn't want to worry about what I didn't know. Without confirmation, I didn't want to discuss or prepare for a diagnosis. Was I in denial? Was I experiencing different stages of grief and loss and bargaining? I believe that I was staying grounded in the reality that I would acknowledge the test results and plan a course of action.
After an extremely painful procedure, I did share with two other friends what I was experiencing, but not in great detail. Just more of a validation of my distance in conversation as I attempted to focus on the now and not be distracted.
After five long days, I learned that my test results were clear. Even now, almost a week later, I am choked up at the realization that I do not have cervical cancer. My mom is a survivor of both breast and uterine cancer. I believe that I had come to accept the inevitable that I was so overwhelmed when I learned that fortunately I was wrong!
I finally talked to my mom about the procedure. I went into much graphic and comical detail. She asked if I planned to blog about it. Of course, I am actually going to refrain from blogging about the details of the testing. Some things I do keep personal!
I am just very fortunate and blessed.
I was scared and yet I didn't want to worry about what I didn't know. Without confirmation, I didn't want to discuss or prepare for a diagnosis. Was I in denial? Was I experiencing different stages of grief and loss and bargaining? I believe that I was staying grounded in the reality that I would acknowledge the test results and plan a course of action.
After an extremely painful procedure, I did share with two other friends what I was experiencing, but not in great detail. Just more of a validation of my distance in conversation as I attempted to focus on the now and not be distracted.
After five long days, I learned that my test results were clear. Even now, almost a week later, I am choked up at the realization that I do not have cervical cancer. My mom is a survivor of both breast and uterine cancer. I believe that I had come to accept the inevitable that I was so overwhelmed when I learned that fortunately I was wrong!
I finally talked to my mom about the procedure. I went into much graphic and comical detail. She asked if I planned to blog about it. Of course, I am actually going to refrain from blogging about the details of the testing. Some things I do keep personal!
I am just very fortunate and blessed.
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