As absolutely amazing as Mr. W is, sometimes he says really, really stupid things. He has a female friend coming to visit, and needless to say, I am having a bit of an issue with the entire situation. Granted, they have been friends for a long, long time and this visit was planned way before I ever came into his picture, I am having a little bit of trouble wrapping my head around the fact that she will be staying with him for the next two months. Either way, one of my biggest insecurities about it all is that this woman may be prettier then I am. So this weekend we were discussing, or should I say I was telling him, how uncomfortable I was with it all. I say to him "I just want to know that I am prettier then her." he replies, "Well I don't know, I haven't seen her in a long time." Seriously, come on. My thought reaction was to throw something at him, but all I could do was stand there and stare at him in utter disbelief that he was dumb enough to even say that. He knew right away that he had said the wrong thing, and tried to hug it out. I was not having it. I guarantee that he will never make that mistake again.
Everyone wants open and honest communication in a relationship, but when I ask if these pants make my butt look big, I want the answer to always be no, even if it is a total lie. If I ask if I am prettier then someone, I want the answer to be "You are the prettiest women I have ever seen." or something along those lines, even if we both know it is a load of crap. If he was to ask me if I thought someone was more handsome then he is, my response would automatically be "Of course not, no one is as handsome as you." Little white lies like that are totally O.K. with me.
So as uneasy as this whole thing makes me, I am going to trust that Mr. W will not be a shit head and do anything that would warrant me having to kick his ass. And it is not him that I worry about, it is her. Apparently if you love things you set them free and they come back or however that dumb ass saying goes.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
I will be lost without Lost
Lost is almost over....what am I going to do with my life now? I need a new obsession to watch. I guess I will have to start reading again, I hope I still know how. I don't think I have been this sad about a show ending since Friends and maybe Alf.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Get My Ass in Gear
Need to get motivated, and having a hard time doing it......it is so much easier to be lazy.......but, I did not get this hot little bod by sittin' on my ass....wait, yes I did, that is why I need to go to the gym in the first place....guess I am going to the gym, wish me luck......
Monday, April 26, 2010
Weekend Update
I suppose I am not very good at this blogging thing. I am trying though.
So what has been going on. Well I am still training for my half marathon. That is all payed for now, so I can't back out. Sophie and I went to lunch one day. I am so glad she is my best friend. I had a super freak out moment over Flinx and Angel, which resulted in Mr. W, asking me what the big deal was and me getting mad at him. There was no big deal, I was just over reacting. When he called me back later I told him that he had irritated me, and we had a good laugh about it. Now he just agrees with me in a mocking tone. It works for me. This weekend Mr. W and his roommate, let's call him Roomy, went out to this dive bar and played pool. Roomy was punching the air to make a point and accidentally punched this chick right in the arm as she was walking by. It was so funny. I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants. She was OK and was laughing about it and poor Roomy felt like a total jerk.
The funniest part of the weekend was on Saturday. Mr. W and I were over for dinner. My Mom was showing me something in her room, and we were sitting on the bed chatting. I said to my mom "My knees are really sore." Her face went this funny shape of wanting to say something and laugh, a look of shock and awe and a smart ass remark, but is just would not come out. It seemed as if her breath was caught in he chest. She finally shakes her head and replies "I don't want to know! LA LA LA! To much information!" as she sticks her fingers in her ears just in case I start to give details. Instantly knew what I had said did not come out sounding anything like what I had meant. You see, I had done a 6 mile run on Thursday, and my joints were still a bit achy. We sat back and laughed until our sides hurt and my stomach ached. I could not even look at her with out bursting into laughter. I was so embarrassed! We composed our self, went out side with the guys, and she told them what had been said. Mr. W gave me shit about it all weekend.
So what has been going on. Well I am still training for my half marathon. That is all payed for now, so I can't back out. Sophie and I went to lunch one day. I am so glad she is my best friend. I had a super freak out moment over Flinx and Angel, which resulted in Mr. W, asking me what the big deal was and me getting mad at him. There was no big deal, I was just over reacting. When he called me back later I told him that he had irritated me, and we had a good laugh about it. Now he just agrees with me in a mocking tone. It works for me. This weekend Mr. W and his roommate, let's call him Roomy, went out to this dive bar and played pool. Roomy was punching the air to make a point and accidentally punched this chick right in the arm as she was walking by. It was so funny. I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants. She was OK and was laughing about it and poor Roomy felt like a total jerk.
The funniest part of the weekend was on Saturday. Mr. W and I were over for dinner. My Mom was showing me something in her room, and we were sitting on the bed chatting. I said to my mom "My knees are really sore." Her face went this funny shape of wanting to say something and laugh, a look of shock and awe and a smart ass remark, but is just would not come out. It seemed as if her breath was caught in he chest. She finally shakes her head and replies "I don't want to know! LA LA LA! To much information!" as she sticks her fingers in her ears just in case I start to give details. Instantly knew what I had said did not come out sounding anything like what I had meant. You see, I had done a 6 mile run on Thursday, and my joints were still a bit achy. We sat back and laughed until our sides hurt and my stomach ached. I could not even look at her with out bursting into laughter. I was so embarrassed! We composed our self, went out side with the guys, and she told them what had been said. Mr. W gave me shit about it all weekend.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Run Kelly Run
I am afraid that my life is still pretty boring. I am still seeing Mr. W. and it seems to be going all right. The rush of infatuation is wearing down and now the reality of being with someone is setting in. It is time consuming, but it is also nice to attempt an emotional connection with someone in a good way. Only there is always that little fear that the next time I talk to him or see him, he might decide that he really doesn't like me. I know it is silly, and I ask everyone to refrain from the lame words of encouragement like "You such a great person" and all that crap. Right now, it won't make me feel better anyways.
I am officially in training for a half marathon. Today I am going to run five miles. I really like to run, especially when I hit that runners high. It doesn't happen all that much, in fact, most of the time I struggle just to go, but when I hit that zone, I feel like I can do anything, be anybody, maybe see God to invite him to dinner. My body feels like I am walking in the clouds, it is such a wonderful feeling.
I am also doing one of those biggest loser competitions with one of the offices I work at. The pot is like $250.00 and I could really use that money, so I have to win. I am pretty sure I will too. I think it ends in June, right around the time I do my run, so it also helps give me a little bit of motivation. I hope to feel like a trophy wife by the time this is over, that is my long term goal. Besides all the health benefits that go along with being active, I really want to have a nice body. I think I could pull off the curvy look, like Kim Kardashian or the red head from Mad Men. That is my idea of a beautiful body type.
I am officially in training for a half marathon. Today I am going to run five miles. I really like to run, especially when I hit that runners high. It doesn't happen all that much, in fact, most of the time I struggle just to go, but when I hit that zone, I feel like I can do anything, be anybody, maybe see God to invite him to dinner. My body feels like I am walking in the clouds, it is such a wonderful feeling.
I am also doing one of those biggest loser competitions with one of the offices I work at. The pot is like $250.00 and I could really use that money, so I have to win. I am pretty sure I will too. I think it ends in June, right around the time I do my run, so it also helps give me a little bit of motivation. I hope to feel like a trophy wife by the time this is over, that is my long term goal. Besides all the health benefits that go along with being active, I really want to have a nice body. I think I could pull off the curvy look, like Kim Kardashian or the red head from Mad Men. That is my idea of a beautiful body type.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Go Team Jacob
Recently I have had the opportunity to clue a friend in on the complex nature of the Twilight Sages.
My Friend intently listened to my giddy, child-like babbling about the books, and movies, and why Team Jacob is better then Team Edward. As he was asking questions and I was answering them, in great detail. I was blow away that he knew nothing of the love between a vampire and a human, and shocked that he was unaware of the the of the long standing treaty between the Werewolf pack and the Vampire coven.
So as this conversation was going on, we were getting ready to watch Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. I asked questions through out the entire movie, and he thoroughly explained everything to me......he sounded like such a geek. He told me about the The Force and why they are fighting and who was who and why that person is important. In those moments of listening to him babble like a child, I realized that when I was sharing all the reason I consider my self a Twi-Hard, he was probably thinking I was a Twi-geek. That will teach me not to make fun of the Star Wars fanatics anymore, I am just a nerdy as they are.
My Friend intently listened to my giddy, child-like babbling about the books, and movies, and why Team Jacob is better then Team Edward. As he was asking questions and I was answering them, in great detail. I was blow away that he knew nothing of the love between a vampire and a human, and shocked that he was unaware of the the of the long standing treaty between the Werewolf pack and the Vampire coven.
So as this conversation was going on, we were getting ready to watch Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. I asked questions through out the entire movie, and he thoroughly explained everything to me......he sounded like such a geek. He told me about the The Force and why they are fighting and who was who and why that person is important. In those moments of listening to him babble like a child, I realized that when I was sharing all the reason I consider my self a Twi-Hard, he was probably thinking I was a Twi-geek. That will teach me not to make fun of the Star Wars fanatics anymore, I am just a nerdy as they are.
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