Okay I know that I should just learn to control myself but.
Just having a conversation with a family member. S/he was complaining about a recent weight gain (due to meds s/he’s taking) and how it makes him/her have such a low self esteem and how nobody understands. Meanwhile I’m thinking “Yeah, you’re the one who called me Tubbo and Lardy since I was five when I was normal weight… I think I understand how that feels”. Not that I would ever actually say that out loud. Then s/he commented on how s/he envies my baldness, because sometimes his/her hair bugs him/her so much s/he just wants to shave it all off. For this one I couldn’t hold my tongue. I basically said “You say that, but if it came down to it, if you really wanted to be bald, you’d have shaved it by now. The discomfort, pain, embarassment, the constantly having to explain yourself? You are so not down with that.”
I love my family. I love love love my family. I love this particular family member fiercely. Sometimes though I think that if it weren’t for DNA testing you’d never know we were related.
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Hi guys!
It’s Wednesday and we are having fun.
Rob and I slept in the tent on Sunday night. Monday morning it started raining like crazy, and what with us having a $30 tent, well, it was leaking. Like, bad leaking. Bad. So we have moved back into the house (Rob on the hard floor, me on a bumpy camp cot). We each have our MP3 players, so we don’t hear any sounds in the night, which means we’re sleeping okay. My problem is that last night I went to bed at 8:30, and didn’t get up until like, 11:30 this morning.
SO MUCH SLEEPING.
Tomorrow we will be going to St. John’s and watching The Dark Knight (my father-in-law has refused to see Mamma Mia with me 
) and I’m thinking maybe then we can possibly find a can of leak-guard for the tent. Does that even exist?
31 hours later
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Hi all… would you like the rundown of the rest of our trip, seen from a 24-hours-later vantage point?
You would? Yay! If you wouldn’t… um… suck it I guess cos that’s what I’m writing about.
Let’s see… when last we met, I was telling you that our ferry had been delayed. So that happened… we finally got on the ferry at about 5:30, and the ferry started moving at about 6:15 pm. We got a little something to eat, each took a shower, then I had Rob take a sleeping pill and sent him off to sleep, because he hadn’t slept the night before.
Now.
We paid $36 extra for reclining chairs. If we’d really wanted to splash out we could’ve paid $140 for a cabin with beds but we didn’t.
Because of his sleeping pill, Rob was able to sleep right away. I was not quite so lucky. There was a couple in the seats next to us who… well let’s just say the gentleman wasn’t happy about his chair.
The chairs weren’t comfortable, I’ll say that. They weren’t. Sure, they reclined… maybe three inches back. And there were foot rests, which were at maybe a 45 degree angle. Couldn’t bring them up any further than that. And the arms were hard, and it was just sucky. Anyway. ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT, every 20 minutes I’d say, this gentleman would SCREAM into the night “Oh I AM NOT COMFY! DARLEEN!” and his wife (I assume her name was Darleen) would try to calm him down. She gave him her pillow. She gave him her blanket. She gave him the sweater she was using as a pillow after she gave him her pillow. So all night, just as I’d barely start to drift off, I’d hear him start grumpling for DARLEEN to HELP HIM. Then when he did finally sleep, he was snoring snoring snoring. I can sleep through snoring but when it’s coupled with his moaning and groaning and turning the light on and bla bla bla… me no happy. Especially since there are so many signs all over the walls in that room saying “Quiet Area. Please do not disturb your fellow passengers”. Yeah, not so much.
At one point I ventured into another area of our floor of the boat, where people were sleeping on the floors. I’d have been tempted to stretch out there except that all the lights were on in that room. Plus I don’t sleep well when Rob’s not near me.
Anyway. Near 6:00 in the morning Mister Grumpy decided it was time for the entire Quiet Room to wake up. He started conversing at the top of his lungs and didn’t stop, even after being “shh”‘d and “Quiet!”‘d four or five times. So basically everyone else just woke up. Rob and I had some breakfast, then I tried to nap a little more (by this time Mr. G had taken off so it was actually quiet in the quiet room). At 8 am they let us visit our cars so I got changed.
Anyway. That’s how the morning went on. We finally docked in Argentia at about 11 am, and did the hour drive to Rob’s parents’ place. His mom and dad were at the park working on the regatta/folk festival. Rob’s mom was in charge of the canteen, cooking mooseburgers. Which by the way were delicious. I love moose. It sounds terrible but I just love it. I can’t eat a lot of farmed meat because I’m allergic but with the moose? I’m okay.
Hmm… yes. So we stayed at the park until probably 5:00. Rob hasn’t been back here in 4 years so people were coming up to him and talking his ear off. His friend Doug from when they were kids came by and we hung around with him and his wife for most of the afternoon. Then it started pouring rain. We came home, and I slept for about 3 hours while Rob caught up with his folks.
And that’s that for the trip… today we are having a turkey dinner and on Thursday we are going to see the Dark Knight. The internet is intermittent here and we’re having fun so I’m not sure when my next post will be but hi! and that was our trip! 31 hours!
We are in Newfoundland.
I ate 2 mooseburgers today.
It’s 12:02 in the morning. I will be going to bed soon. There are photos here.
Sorry ’bout all the complaining. I will tell you about the rest of our trip when I wake up.
We are on the ferry. It’s 5:34 pm. The ferry’s not moving yet, but we’re ON it. That is good. That is very good.
Now we need to go and find an $8 can of pop to buy. Because that’s how we roll.
Rob never bothered to go to bed last night, thinking he’d be able to sleep in the car or, at the very least, on the ferry. He couldn’t sleep in the car (he tried, but it’s hard to sleep in a car, I think). We left home at about 4 am, got to N. Sydney at 11:30, and were informed that our ferry has been delayed. By four hours. Yeah instead of leaving at 1:20 pm, we’re leaving between 5 and 5:30.
Then 17 - 19 hours on the boat.
Holy crap.
We did manage to get ahold of some delicious wifi, so at least we can mess around on the Net. I’ve been staring at a “Hinkley lighting” sticker on one of the light fixtures in this lobby for the past hour, so this is more entertaining.
Also, we took some video-blog-type videos on the drive. I might put them up on here, although most of them are just me talking about how I was going to wait until Rob was sleeping and then put things into his mouth.
Because I’m mature.
A procrastination meme! For procrastinating!
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Today is the 9th anniversary of my little brother and his lovely bride (which, seeing as he’s younger than me, and I’ve only been married for not-quite-two years, makes me feel like a bit of a slacker). Our wedding anniversary is in a month. I am procrastinating against packing (Rob is helping by telling me how little we actually have to do before leaving) so I am going to fill out this meme. I have no idea where it came from because it’s been in my “drafts” part of my blog for several eons and I’m bad at keeping track of things.
1. Who is your man? Rob (and may I say I hate the term “your man”, as though he’s a possession or something. Jeebus. And it’s in this meme like 900 times, I just checked).
2. How long have you been together? Married? A year and 11 months. Dated for 4 years before that. So six years now. Holy crapola.
3. How long did you date? (before getting engaged) 2 and a half years? Something like that.
4. How old is your man? He will be 31 soon. SOON. And then I won’t have to worry about being The Older Woman.
5. Who eats more? I have no idea. I don’t keep tabs.
6. Who said I love you first? Well, see, at the time we were living apart. And neither of us wanted to say it, because God knows long distance relationships never work. So we were like “Okay we can’t say it! But do you feel a certain way about me? Because I feel a certain way about you!” “Yes! I feel a certain way about you but I can’t say what that way is because THAT WOULD BE CRAZY” “I totally agree! Telling you what the way I feel is would be completely insane!” “But it’s, you know, a certain way, right? The way that starts with L?” “YES but we can’t say the whole word! Because THAT WOULD BE SO CRAZY” …. & cetera & cetera.
7. Who is taller? Rob is. I’m 5′8″, he’s 6′.
8. Who sings better? I am not going to be all stuck uppy about it, but I do. Not because I’m a good singer, but because I am good at pitch and memorizing lyrics.
9. Who is smarter? He is, and if he worked to his full potential, he’d be dangerous.
10. Whose temper is worse? You know, I don’t think we’ve ever had a fight. Okay that sounds ridiculous but we haven’t. We don’t agree on everything but we just kind of… go with that.
But as for temper… Rob’s more one to get mad, and be mad. I’m one who will stew in my anger for YEARS and make my guts turn black. Mmmm, great, picture that.
11. Who does the laundry? Mostly me, because I like doing it (I ENJOY LAUNDRY) but alot of the time he is the one who ends up putting stuff in the dryer for me because I head to bed and say “Oh sweetie will you put stuff in the dryer?” and yeah.
12. Who takes out the trash? He does.
13. Who pays the bills? He does, I pay him and he pays the bill people.
14. Who is better with the computer? He is. Without a doubt.
15. Who mows the lawn? The maintenance guys.
16. Who cooks dinner? Both of us. Depends on who can pry themselves off the sofa and get in there and do it.
17. Who drives when you are together? Rob doesn’t drive.
18. Who is the most stubborn? This goes back to the arguing topic. It’s really a toss up. Too close to call.
19. Whose parents do you like the most? What kind of a question is this? I like my parents because holy hell THEY INVENTED ME! and I like his parents because THEY INVENTED HIM. I am not making this kind of decision.
20. Who kissed who first? We kissed each other! Although to be fair I kind of said “Hey, give me a kiss!”
21. Who asked out who? I don’t think that anyone asked anyone else out. We just sort of… started going out. Friends first type thing.
22. Who proposed? He did.
23. Who has more friends? We both have friends in our occupational spheres and we share some mutual friends, but neither of us are those people who have big herds of friends. But we have each other. I’d rather hang out with him any day than with a big group of friends.
24. Who has more siblings? I think I do - one brother and one sister that I grew up with. He grew up without siblings around him. He’s possibly got half-siblings running around out there but he doesn’t know and if he does he has never had any contact with them.
THAT IS THE END OF THAAAAAAAAAAT.
It’s a hell of a drug.
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So of course I write that post yesterday about how much my nephews love the Barenaked Ladies’ kids’ album, and then in the afternoon it’s all over the news that BNL’s lead singer’s been arrested on cocaine possession charges. Is that irony? I don’t know what irony is. Alanis totally fucked up my understanding of irony. That Alanis. She’s always been a shit-disturber.
In other news: Have I started packing yet? No, laundry’s not even done. What I *did* do though, was last night I bleached Rob’s (already-blond) hair. Shut up. He let me. I also got rid of all the spam comments (90!) that were poking around in my blog because it makes me feel inadequate and out of the loop that I have no idea what an eca stack is and why I need one for my life.
Also: Have just eaten a bunch of beets from the garden. Now my wees will be purple. It’s science!
Seven ate nine…
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My youngest nephew’s birthday is on Saturday. He is very excited, although when they went to the Dollar Store to pick up things for his party, he insisted on his mother buying Halloween invitations instead of birthday party invitations. So if anyone sees little kids dressed up like pumpkins or something on Saturday… you’ll know why.
My brother is currently doing the brake line on my Ford Asshole(tm). Please God let that be the last thing wrong with it. Anyway while he’s doing that I’m watching the boys and they are very excited about this song by the Barenaked Ladies:
They also got quite excited about toast this morning, too, though, so don’t take this as an indication that it’s the BEST VIDEO EVER (although it may well be).
Also thinking:
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Future “vacations” will be along the lines of cruises, all-inclusive resorts, SOMETHING other than visiting family (these are the only vacations we’ve had together, ever - not that we don’t like visiting family, just…. you know. We even had people staying with us during our honeymoon - other than 2 nights at a local motel, but during the day we were still entertaining guests).
OH SHUT UP LOUISE WILL YOU WITH YOUR BABYNESS?!
Another topic:
I am re-watching Dexter. Rob hasn’t seen them. It’s fun to see his reactions … we’re about halfway through Season 2 right now. I’d forgotten how much Lila bothers me.