7 posts tagged “wedding”
I made maple cinnamon ice cream. Mmmm. I made it with macadamia nutmilk and eggs. And vanilla, cinnamon, and maple syrup. XD And I came up with the most awesome juice at work the other day. Apple limeade. It's just apple juice and lime juice (fresh pressed, of course) and it's like, the best juice ever, shut up idiots. When I had Little George try it, he said what he always says when I give him a sample. "That's delicious!"
Every time I make something new and awesome and Cammy tries it, she starts raving about how I need to open a restaurant because she'd go there every day. LOL But, that's really not such a crazy idea. ^-^ Especially considering the "I'M GONNA OPEN MY VERY OWN JUICE BAR" dream I've had since before I knew other juice bars existed and thought I'd had a revolutionary idea. XD!!
Since I moved in, me and Young Bryan have been playing with the restaurant idea every now and then, saying what would be good locations and mostly arguing about whether it should be all raw or not (which it should XD). BUT THEN. THEN-NUH-NUH-NUH-NUH! *ahem* Mike said his mom wants to try to start an organic restaurant, and they have like, millionaire neighbors considering investing. KICKASS! Me, Mike, and Bryan would totally all work there at least for some amount of time. XD KUZN! JOIN US!
My wisdom teeth are starting to come in. Which is not fun because I have to have them pulled, or they'll fuck up all the good that my braces did.
I went to a drum circle last night at a cute little CPS shop. Lindy, who owns the shop invited us when we were at the other drum circle we go to. No one was dancing, but I brought my drum this time. It was very different. Smaller, and more like a class. Voodoo Bob taught me how to hit the drum properly. He would start a beat, then everyone would join in, and eventually develop different beats until it was AWESOME.
Lindy's familiar is the most beautiful cat I've ever seen. I've never in my life seen a more mystical looking cat. It's got this stillness and poise that are so powerful and so... beyond intelligence. And at one point, we were locked in a stare, and it was at one of those angles (or maybe it wasn't XD) where its eyes were reflecting light in a way that made them glow. It has the softest looking, long, wispy grey fur that flows and floats like there's some wind about it that we can't feel. Actually, I noticed that same wind when Lindy walked close by me. Like, a tidal wave of energy that follows her around. And she calls me Jenni. How'd she know I miss that? PSYCHICS. GARGOYLES. EVERYTHING'S UNGODLY. Needless to say, coolest witch I've ever met.
I'm going to a wedding reception today. For Erin, my first yoga teacher who owns the place where Bryan teaches. She's also my bellydance teacher's sister. He got them some absinthe and I'm helping paint the bottle. I think I'm just gonna put different names for it all over, and maybe try to paint a green fairy. Whatever I put on there, I better do it now so it has time to dry.
Also. I still can't fucking believe deo and Mandy are atheists now.
And I got my card from my mom's, so I can start buying things online again now. Camera, dehydrator for awesome raw foods, new shower filter, makeup, silver wire, kickass stones, etc.
This weekend, me and Bryan are giving the apartment like, a full scrubdown. Every time one of us wants to do something, there's always something else to do first. Laundry, organizing this or that, blah blah blah. So, we're just gonna do it all now so we can jump into whatever projects we want to whenever. I MUST MAKE MY MANNEQUINN!
Anyway, TO THE BOTTLE!
Sunday
April 19th
5:45pm
As of late, it's been pretty effin' snazzy.
I decided to go with a Brother, sewing machine-wise, but I still haven't begun learning to use it yet. I've been very busy.
I've spent a lot of time making good friends since Niki left. I'll have to introduce her to all of them WHEN SHE VISITS *AHEM*. XD
Me and Alison (friend from work who recently quit) have begun a quest to find the best Irish pub's stew, and she's very excited to have a friend who likes the Disney channel. XD We're also filming a music video for our (soon to be chart topping) song "I'm on a Goat".
Young Bryan (also from work, but hasn't quit yet XD) is my newest best friend. Hanging out with him is like being with my sister again. I really missed that sort of wild freedom. We romp through the woods, talk about what we think of... pretty much everything, and he's introducing me to the world of hippies. XD One of those hippies may in fact provide the very goat for me and Alison's video. XD!!!! Oh, and we're writing a story about foxgoose-goosefox. Details on that will unravel as the tale does, I'm sure.
My great-grandmother (91) died last week, so I spent a week in West Virginia for the funeral. All my gramma's kids were in the same room for the first time since my mom's wedding (1982). It was really cool to have them all together like that. I met a lot of family I'd never seen before. And I realized just how big my family really is. I'm one of forty-two great-grandchildren.
It was my first funeral, so I was really nervous and cried a LOT, and this 12 year old kid put suckers in the coffin.
I saw a road. It was called Road Run Road. I LOVED IT.
Cameron met a French Canadian. From Russia. He's offered him a hundred thousand dollar Jaguar and two thousand bucks a month to run this recording studio he's building in Montreal, watch his house there, something about importing alcohol in Florida, and maybe managing a hobby store. Hopefully just not all at once. XD The place isn't quite built yet, and I think Cameron's getting his erm... audio degree or whatever you call it before this happens... but it's a pretty amazing opportunity. I'm really excited for him. ^-^
The band he's managing is sounding pretty damn good on their new record (I've been going to the studio while they recorded a bit) and they're in a battle of the bands at a local festival coming up.
I'm going on a camping trip this weekend that's going to be SUCH a blast. There's like, a million concerts going on all night, tons of people will be there, and classes! Young Bryan's teaching yoga, Mike (one of the six fired from work FOR NO REASON AUGH) is teaching jujitsu, so who knows what other cool stuff'll be there? I can't wait!
Niki's online! Yay!
6:13pm
I'm really stressed about this. I have been for a while. Morgan is my boyfriend's sister, the sister he's closest to out of all four of them. She's a doctor, and she lives out of state. She's getting married in October, and for SOME reason, their mom seems to think that I'm not going to be attending the ceremony. Cameron talked to Morgan about it and she said that she was sending two separate invitations: one for their parents, and one for the two of us. Before the invitations got here, their mom even went so far as to ask me if I could take care of the dogs while they were out of town for the wedding. I tried to brush it off by saying I didn't know if I'd be able to take off work then or not, seeing as I don't even know where I'll be working yet.
Well. There's a bit of a problem. The invitations came, but my name is nowhere in sight. And I don't know how easy it will be to convince their mom that "Guest" can only possibly mean "Jen". So, unless Morgan calls her up and specifically says,"Mom, I want you to bring Jen to the wedding," there's no way in hell I can go.
You have no idea how badly I want to be there. Morgan is so cool. I really hate that I haven't gotten a chance to get to know her better. I really only got to see her like, five to seven times total. She lived an hour or so away while she was in medical school, and she would come home about every other weekend. But, when she came home it was strict family bonding time, so I wasn't allowed over. Plus, it was the first year me and Cameron were dating, so his mom was doing everything she could to keep me away from him. But yeah, she was at the house a few times when me and Cameron were hanging out, and we went to a car show and out to Subway afterwards once. But after she graduated, she moved really far away for her job (a few times, actually), and I haven't seen her since.
The way Cameron talks about her, it's like he worships her. They were best friends untill she moved away. Dealing with war victims has taken a lot out of her, changed her. But the stories he tells me about when they were younger make me wish I could have been there too. They'd play all sorts of silly little games. Mostly involving heavy swearing and throwing things at each other. Almost like they'd mock the stereotype of how brothers and sisters should behave.
I was actually really jealous of her when she still lived nearby. I wanted to be able to see him when she was there, instead of going weeks out of the summer without so much as a three minute phone call. I wanted to be the one his mother encouraged to spend time with him, rather than slamming her door in my face. I wanted to have known Cameron when he was a child. I wanted to be able to have those silly faggot-filled name calling competitions. I wanted to be as close to someone as they were. I wanted him to love me as much as he loved her.
But things are different now. They're not quite as close. I'm not quite as insecure. I'm stronger, and respect her rather than envy her. Now, I just wish we could have been friends. Maybe someday we still can.
I know she likes to bake.
I want to see her get married.
Sunday, July 13th
Noon
IT WAS SO BEAUUUUUTIFUL. I cried SO much. SOOOO MUCH. Everyone was so beautiful. Aunt Sandy looked like a Disney princess (which is just ever-so appropriate, considering the music choices), Niki was beautiful (just ask Cameron. XD!!!), Aunt Donna was beautiful, even I was beautiful. LMFAO. But this isn't about me. XD God. Every time something happened I'd start crying. Every time I looked at Niki and saw her crying I'd start crying. Every time I started crying, I'd start crying. It was just so beautiful. I can't even describe it.
Then there was the reception. XD It was a blaaast! The cleanliness of the dishes was questionable, but the food COMPLETELY made up for that. It was so good. And the cake. *DIES* And the cream puffs! XD!!! It was the most I've ever talked to Shelby, probably because we were the only girls at our table. And the wait0rz took my seating card and threw it out. Not nice. And I danced like a PSYCHO. I was trying to do some "grandma-appropriate" dancing. Which was very... foot intensive, and very anti-wiggle. But right before we left they played the happy big butt liking not lying song, and I just could not hold back. Even though I had a TREMENDOUS sidecramp from dehydration. And HOLY SHIT. I had SOOOOOO much sugar.
- Ale... of the ginger. (NOT FOUR. XD)
- Piece of white/raspberry cake.
- Cream puff.
- Piece of chocolate cake.
- Half piece of white/raspberry cake.
- Strawberry parfait.
- Half of a strawberry parfait.
So, I think that's what fueled me through my sidecramp. But yes, Aunt Sandy and UNCLE Brandon (collectively known as "Brandy") are honeymooning. So, Niki is in charge of watching the house and caring for the pets while they're gone (until Wednesday). I'm in charge of COMING ALONG AND HELPING HER! HELLZ YEA! Giant undisturbed peep hang of four days' length. AWESOME.
LET THE FESTIVITIES COMMENCE!
Thursday, July 10th
10:25am
Yes, yes, I AM one of the expert chefs of the century. Just had a lovely breakfast. Today I've got plaaaans.
I've got to go to the mall and get a strapless bra to wear with my dress (that has spaghetti straps) for Saturday. I can't believe the wedding's already here. I can't wait. Even though part of me is apprehensive about getting an "Uncle Brandon". But Aunt Sandy loves him, and he seems to feel the same about her, so I guess that's what's important. Right? I dunno. I just wish he cared more about Aunt Sandy's chillins. That's "children" for those of you who don't speak... like that. XD
But yes. After I BUY the bra, I have to alter it to fit my skinny ribs because of America's fucked up way of bra-making. It's going to take forever because my mom won't let me touch her sewing machine, so I have to do it completely by hand. And Cameron did his usual thing that he does again last night. You know the thing. He told his mother that her car would be detailed for free today. Which I didn't find out about until last night when he ASKED me if I'd help him do that. And then got upset when I said no, because he'd only agreed to do it because he thought I'd help. I have things to do too. He always expects me to just be doing absolutely nothing at any given moment. And it's not called "asking" if I'm not allowed to say no. That's called "commanding". If he wanted me to help, he should have involved me in planning when to do it. So he can just do that himself, or his dumbass mother can wait.
Friday
1:30pm
While it is a day meant to celebrate our "freedom" from a much better country, I must try to remind myself that I should be happy about it, because if my ancestors had not come to this land and "mingled" with the natives, I would not be here to type this. Shame they won the war though, eh? Thanks anyway, guys.
Sorry it's been so long. First I spend like an entire week at Niki's, and was simply having too much fun (AND WALKING TOO MUCH. HOLY SHIT.) to type. Then after I got back home, my mom decided I don't do enough chores to deserve internet access. Fine, mother. I won't use the computer. But don't come complaining to me when you're sad because you pay all this money out every month for absolutely no reason.
Anyway, I managed to get it back two days ago (after spending the entire day pulling weeds and mowing the lawn) but I just couldn't be bothered to type until now.
So, during my week at Niki's (more or less) I experienced many things. There was walking. And some more walking. Lots of penises and drunk girls. (Aunt Sandy's bachelorette party.) Dancing ALL night (ending around 6am when I went for a walk). Getting invited to an Autumnal Equinox bonfire at my aunt's. A metric shit-ton of Pokemon. Pizza. Crisis. Parents sucking at being parents. Rain. Sun. Waiting four hours for Wendy's to open and then deciding not to take Devin's money. Sitting awkwardly while Devin and Chris ate. Walking. Getting invited to the bridal shower at 10pm. Tv shows about fat people. Being Aunt Sandy's "amateur nutritionist" until the wedding. About six more shit-tons of pokemon. Spending ten years trying to get a ride to the store. Flat tire. Walking in the rain. At night. Imagining being pulled over for weaving on the sidewalk. Hiding my cards for fear of them being stolen. Along with everything else I brought over. The Espeon-Charmeleon incident. Niki, the fairest bitch of them all. XD Amazing water from Iceland. Strawberries. Blueberries. Making the best blueberry pancakes ever with Niki. Poo that looked like charcoal from eating so many blueberries... and that's probably a good place to stop.
I felt a bit slow for not realizing it earlier, but I've figured out what I want to do with my life... as far as a first career goes. I'm going to be a nutritionist. I've been interested in how food affects the body since like sixth grade when my mom took interest in Somersizing (Suzanne Somers' weight loss eating plan), and over the last year or so I've become completely obsessed with natural health. And people are always asking me, you know, "Is this healthy? What about this?" And I'm always trying to push my views about food on other people, so what better job would the be for me than telling people what to eat?! XD!!! I just can't believe it took me so long to figure out. It wasn't until I started planning stuff with Aunt Sandy that it really clicked.
The problem was, though, that my college didn't have a program for that. So, I started researching and in just a few hours I found my dream school. It's an online school, so I wont have a schedule to work around when I try to get a job (SOON). It's almost the same price as Land O'Lakes. EVERY class is directly related to the career. There are no pointless unrelated requirements. You can work at your own pace, so as long as I can afford it, I can finish up faster. Anyway, it's called Clayton College of Natural Health. It's accredited by a credible-looking source, though the accreditor is not on the U.S. Department of Education's list. That doesn't mean that the material and degrees are not legitimate, though. It ony means that graduates of the college won't be able to participate in certain federally sponsored events that require the title (Ph.D., etc.) they earned there. I looked through the list and there isn't even an accreditor there that's for nutrition in any way shape or form. Fuck you, Department of Education. You and your love o'drugs. I may become an herbalist too.
I also met a lovely dragonfly when I was weeding the front flowerbed. I really wish I'd never sat on my camera. I still can't afford to get a new one yet. I don't even know if I'll be able to afford my books for school. My mom offered to help me with my books a few weeks back if I couldn't afford it. I may have to use the $150 that Cameron gave me for graduation to use for an emergency. The tuition is quite literally all of my savings. I'll have thirty-five dollars left. So now I can't even get a laptop yet. Gimme dat jarb.
I've started doing yoga again. I've finally managed to get myself on a... not quite NORMAL, but rather, an EARLIER sleeping schedule. I've been waking up in time to do this yoga program that's on at 6am on the Oxygen network, called Inhale. I discovered it after staying up all night watching infomercials one new years eve (or rather, day) a few years back. I would stop for different reasons. Either I'd have to go to school half way through, or they would replace it for a while with Xena, or I just couldn't bother to get up that early, etc., etc. For the last year though, my main reason was that my wrist has grown this big crazy bump, and it would hurt when I did poses that require you to put your hands on the floor put weight on them. But, I'm managing to do it without much discomfort, and I'm convinced that it's going to go away. I thought so for a long time, just because it would fluctuate in size, sometimes shrinking. But when Niki's mom mentioned yoga when we were talking about stress last week, I showed her and she said she had the exact same thing and it went away (after some years, but still).
Also, I walked to the library last week (which took about an hour) and picked up a couple books.
Monday, June 16th
5:30pm
You know things are rough when MY mother shows sympathy. She told me that she's sending Niki's graduation card early so that she can get her money now. How is this sympathetic? Well, Niki's mom is throwing her a graduation party. Right after her mother's wedding. When no one will have any money left to give to her. What. The. Hell?! If no one realizes there will be a party a thousand years from now (the wedding's not for a month, and who KNOWS how many times this will be rescheduled after seeing what happened to her birthday party), maybe they'll just send her money in the mail too.
Me and my mom were talking about how much Aunt Sandy (Niki's mom) has changed since getting divorced and finding a new bo. It's like she's reverted back into her teenage years and forgotten everything about her present life and responsibilities. Especially her children. She doesn't seem to care about anyone but herself and Brandon anymore. Sometimes her friends. Occasionally Chris. Since Niki moved in with her dad to get away from that attitude and Chris's torture, her mom seems to have completely forgotten that she has a daughter except when Niki contacts her. And even then she doesn't seem to care. It really pisses me off. Niki's been going through some tough shit for YEARS and now her mom has decided to just stop being a mom? NOT OKAY. SHE NEEDS YOUR FUCKING SUPPORT RIGHT NOW. I think I may just have a talk with her about this.
I told my mom the teenage bit, and apparently Aunt Sandy was a "selfish little snot" when she was a teenager. So, perhaps that could be the reason for her recent selfish behavior. Who knows? I'm just glad Niki's getting some money now. Maybe now she can get a camera and do funny vlogs. XD
