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August 19* 2002, 8:36 am
i am pretty sure that i just scribbled on my back with a pen. i just needed to scratch my back so i picked up a pen. and then i realized that the tip was out which means there is a 99.9% chance there is ink all over my back up near the shoulders. yesterday was a day of in-laws. or it would have been if mike and i were married. it was fun. his cousins are a good time. one of them even goes to college in the city now and we never ever see him. we are bad people. there was a boy who was 3 months old the last time that i saw him and now he is a little over 2 years old. he is like a whole different person. walking and playing. he was pretty much a pile of baby before. i was really annoyed because the party was not until 1 pm and we had to catch a train from grand central. but then his mom wanted us there at 1030 am for what seemed like no reason at all. "to set up" is an interesting reason since she hired caterers to do that and what the hell would take 3 hours to set up. anywho we woke up at the buttcrack of dawn and went to grand central and took the train up. and basically all the setting up was mike and eric carrying a cooler upstairs. exactly. but we figured that so we planned our own errands running (to rad-ass target, i wish i was there right now!) and mike practicing a manual transmission. and eric and sharon went to the comic book store etc... good thing we all had our own agendas. mike and i have been together for a long time now and i have seen his family (even the more extended parts) many many times. i don't have a problem with it. they are funny. he was in a weird mood when we got home last night. kind of dreamy. i think seeing his family used to depress him a lot but for a while now, seeing them seems to make him happy. but i dont think he is used to that yet. and the happiness catches him off guard. he told me about other girlfriends meeting his family and how anxiety ridden he was (sounds like me) and the last one even called him family lame. if someone called my family lame heads would roll!. they are mine afterall. it's like when i was a kid- i could pick on my sister as much as i liked, but if someone else did it, they were going down! not that i dont complain about his family and he mine (see above where i was mad about going early) but not in a mean way. its nice to not worry about the family stuff anymore. the only anxiety i had recently was when his parents met my dad. i was fine with it until mike mentioned his mom would see it as more than it was. and i am pretty sure she did seeing as she went out of her way like a mad woman to meet him. and then i was called "part of the family" yesterday. i leave for spain in a little less than three weeks and my patience is running thin! i wish that i was gone right now. right this second. good bye america, hello vacation! (in three weeks, not right now) |