Giving remarks in 2015

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November 23, 2015
9:03pm

I’m actually semi-excited for Thanksgiving this year. For the last two years we’ve just gone out of town on our own and ate dinner at the casino. But this year we’re going to help cook and we’re all going to get together to eat. The count’s at about 20 people right now. We’re in charge of the turkey as well as a couple desserts [even though that’s someone else’s assigned job]. But we love cooking so it’s not that big of a deal.

That’s probably what I get most excited about, just the cooking and all that. I like to try new recipes and experiment, but it’s always hard because we can’t eat all that food. There are only two of us so it’s easier when I can give some, or a bunch, of it away. Not that I’m trying to make everyone else my guinea pig. I just want to be able to feed lots of people and give them good food. That is kind of our thing. It’s like a part of my culture, or whatever. We socialize over food/drinks and everyone should be full and happy. :-)

Plus, I’m probably going to wear this super fancy dress. Ok, it’s not that fancy. It’s like a black dress covered in gold colored sequins. The thing is that it’s pretty tight fitting. Like a form-fitting kind of deal. And I’m definitely not the kind of person that shows off her figure very often. I mean, I’ve been told it’s one of those shapes that many women strive for, but I’m pretty modest and humble about it all. It’s just not my thing. I’m kind of conservative when it comes to dressing. I like to keep it all a mystery [kind of like every other part of me…].

This is still keeping to that trend. It’s about a 3/4 sleeve and reaches to about my knees. I might even be wearing tights underneath in case it’s cold. But like I said, it sticks to the body. I think Mom picked it out, but maybe I’d seen it before she mentioned it. I don’t quite remember. But she insisted I try it on and I thought, “why not?” Then I put it on, it was a bit tight, and she initially said no but then realized that my undershirt was causing all the crinkles and decided it wasn’t so bad after all. It took a moment for me to realize that I was kind of trying to convince her to say it was ok. I needed some backup. I even went so far as to take a picture of myself in the mirror in order to evaluate without the over-confident shadow I sometimes put on myself [which is actually kinda crazy considering my lack of self-esteem..].

But yeah. I decided I’d buy it and I could always return it if it didn’t look so good in the mirror at home. You know how they like to twist those mirrors in the dressing rooms. hah. I tried it on at home though and it was still working for me. So that’ll probably be the choice. I started to think that maybe it was too fancy for Thanksgiving. This’ll turn out to be the one day where everyone else shows up in pajamas instead of dressing up. haha. But oh well. We’ll see how it goes.

Maybe I’ll get a fb picture out of it, at the very least. ;)

Mom was joking with JR today about that. Well, about the picture. They’ve been on this kick lately where they’re trying to get me hooked up with his friend JC. I’ve mentioned him before, a few months ago, when he was talking about trying to get us together. But I hadn’t really had the opportunity to see him again until last week. One day JR had left our office to go have lunch with him and brought us back burritos. Then last week he was going to meet him for lunch and then he magically decided to eat next door. So we were sitting there bs-ing when he said he was coming. We stood up, I see the door open, and there he was walking through the door. I smiled at him and said hi. I think he said hi in return? I don’t know. He was pretty quiet. I made a joke about stopping the lunch search [JR was showing me recipes online], they laughed, and then they headed back out the door. I wished them a good lunch and that was about that.

But I do remember the moment when he walked in the door. He looked right at me and he got this huge smile on his face. I couldn’t help but smile more in return.

So anyway, this has become a thing with them. Late last week they had already married us off. I’d left the office to make a run home while he was there and I told them not to plot anything while I was gone. He said they’d have me married by the time I got back. When I returned, I walked over to him, and asked him if I’d made it with enough time to at least plan my honeymoon. hah.

My point is that they were making a huge deal today. About how much Mom likes him [after they’d left the other day, she’d asked me who that guy was and why JR had not introduced me to that one…(he had already, she just didn’t realize it)] I’m not even sure how it came up today but suddenly he was trying to take pictures of me, and they were talking about getting us together, and I was getting annoyed because I really don’t like having my picture taken. He kept making jokes about it and whatever, but it’s a pretty sensitive subject for me. I’m just not photogenic at all and so I don’t like random pictures. Plus it’s weird when people just start taking pictures. It feels like an invasion of privacy, or something, and I hate that.

I tried to play it off like it wasn’t bothering me but of course I was being my sarcastic self and he seemed to get all weird about it. Whatever. I can’t handle other people’s feelings when it’s supposed to be about mine. heh. He left not long after that. I think he has this thing where he thinks he’s made you mad and he just needs to get away. I don’t know. But I’m pretty sure he’s got some serious damage from previous life experiences. And it’s kind of annoying because I’m obviously joking, and he was for a while too, but then he just shuts down instead of dealing. That’s not something I’m good at.

It’s weird, and sensitive, and if you’re going to joke with me don’t turn it around and make me feel bad.
[I sent him an e-mail later joking about hot apple cider and he called me right away. It all seemed fine after that. At least as long as I don’t bring it up again. ha. Whatever]

It is pretty nice having him around. I’ve gotten used to seeing him when I’m at work and just bs-ing or hanging out after we finish the work part. He’s become a some-what friend and that’s nice to have around.

Later our BBQ friend stopped by. I was busy working so he pulled a chair up near Mom’s desk and hung out for a while. I was sitting in the back and would occasionally chime in. He ended up eating some of our food [we owed him] and stayed there until he walked us out around 6. I’d stopped working and sat in the back with them while he was eating but then decided to go back to work [Mom has this thing about interrupting me and/or talking a lot…it seems to bother me more as I go on. unfortunately…]

I’d made a lot of random jokes. Near the end there he was saying stuff about how I was being very quiet [or am quiet in general] but that I kept coming up with quick remarks to chime in with. Which is true. I told him that I couldn’t help myself. They make it too easy. haha. And I was totally doing it. Jumping in with my sarcastic remarks and things about how he doesn’t bring us gifts/food/takes us out/etc.

Right before we left, Mom was in the back, and I told him that I could try to be less sarcastic. I scrunched up my face when I said it, and at the same time he made a comment about how I wouldn’t be the same without it. I said I was glad he thought so because it hurt a little bit to even say it out loud. =P Not really, but it was funny.

We get along so well. He’s older but I always seem to connect with guys from that generation. I don’t know. Lately he’s been coming in with regular clothes [he works at a military base, so sometimes not..] and baseball caps. I picked up on it a couple weeks ago when he stopped by and then today he was wearing one of those jacket shirts. It stood out to me. Makes him seem younger. I don’t know. I’m not trying to go there. ha.

I should go try to get ready for bed. I think I’ve mentioned most of what has been going on lately. We work tomorrow but maybe I can convince my Mom to cut my hair before we go in, since we didn’t get to it this weekend. Then we start cooking on Wednesday and head to our friend’s on Thursday for Thanksgiving! Oh and the crazy tornadoes should be getting here tomorrow!! They’re grandpa stopped in the office last week just to tell us that they were going to be picking them up on Tuesday. It was crazy because he sometimes just waves through the window but he actually stopped in and gave us all the details. He must know how much we like them/they like us. Can’t wait to see them again!

Ok. I’m going.

rose.
10:09pm


Medisinn November 25, 2015

Good to see another update from you. You definitely are a mystery. I've known you for years and have no idea what you look like!

It's certainly impossible to get all the delights from a Thanksgiving meal with just a couple people. That's kind of how it is for my roomie and I, but we have our own small and odd assortment of food for Thanksgiving.

+.:hidden-feelings:. Medisinn ⋅ January 05, 2016

Sorry I am horrible at this thing. Bad habit of reading when I don't have time to note! =|
I like being a mystery. This is supposed to be anonymous ;)

Medisinn +.:hidden-feelings:. ⋅ January 06, 2016

Hah. I can respect that, there aren't many mysteries these days with social media and whatnot. Well, if I ever become a famous rock star, you'll have to come to one of my shows. I'll even give you a backstage pass, let you simply be a face in the crowd and remain a mystery :P

+.:hidden-feelings:. Medisinn ⋅ January 07, 2016

That's why I try to keep my social media stuff private. I don't like the idea of all my info being spread throughout the world. Then again, I'm a pretty private person in general.
We've got a deal though! I'm sure I can stay anonymous at a show, and who knows, maybe I'll sneak right by you and you won't even know it's me ;)
[ok, that came out kinda creepy...sorry?]

Medisinn +.:hidden-feelings:. ⋅ January 08, 2016

Haha. You're not creepy. Hmm. You don't know what I look like either though, do you? Well, when I get to that point, you'll at least need to give an alias or something so I can send you free tickets without being able to Facebook you and discover your identity.

+.:hidden-feelings:. Medisinn ⋅ January 08, 2016

Lol. Thanks!
I think I might have seen some pictures a long time ago, or maybe I was cyber stalking you? .... I don't remember ;) But either way, I think I could pick you out at your own concert. Plus, with a name like "rose" I'm pretty sure I don't have to worry about anyone finding me on fb.

Medisinn +.:hidden-feelings:. ⋅ January 09, 2016

Haha. I'd be flattered. I'm easy enough to find. Although, I'm not sure how often I've mentioned my name, even my first. I remember adding you on AOL messenger years ago but you were elusive as usual.

Hmm, that's a good point.

Wait...is your first name not Rose? Shut the front door! That would be a game-changer.

+.:hidden-feelings:. Medisinn ⋅ January 09, 2016

Hah! It totally is. I used the quotes as a way to point out that that particular name is common. =)
And I know your name. You used to use it while writing, and we've only been sending notes back and forth since like forever! The last name I don't recall, but I'm really good w/finding stuff online. I like to pay attention to the details, remember? haha. I never did see you on aim though!! I figured you just never used it since you'd disappeared from OD too at the time.

Medisinn +.:hidden-feelings:. ⋅ January 09, 2016

Okay, phew. That would have been too much. Is it that common? I've encountered at most a handful of Roses, probably less. Even still, you're not the everyday garden-variety Rose. Ah ha.

I didn't use AIM often by then for sure, but I used it all the time in high school. I think it's still installed...but I'm going to assume exactly 0 people still use it. Facebook has kind of replaced everything, for good or bad.

+.:hidden-feelings:. Medisinn ⋅ January 11, 2016

Never heard that one before. ha ha =P
I still use aim occasionally b/c there's one person from back in the day that will still meet me on there. FB and I aren't that great of friends either..

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