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February 21, 2008

Fruity!

Nick loves to buy fruits and greens and vegetables. But, fatarses that we are ever really get to eat much of it. He bought some bananas the other day that turned into mush about a week later, still uneaten. I should probably mention that Nick thinks there are 12 people living here instead of just 2. He buys like three bunches of bananas at a time.

Anywhoo, when life hands you bananas you make banana nut muffins!

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My cousin, Marion sent a package from NY which I just burst out laughing when I saw. A while back, when still living in NY, her mom found some where that sells Jamaican fruit cake. I thought it was a travesty that anyone sells these things, because after growing up with a mother that soaks her fruits in rum for MONTHS, I could not imagine mass produced fruit cakes. Keep in mind that these are not the fruit cakes that Americans give people they hate at Christmastime. No, these could get you drunk.

So, knowing that I'm missing everything back home and am ready to kill Nick at keeping me prisoner here, Marie decided to send me a Jamaican fruit cake. I haven't cracked into it yet.

Jamaica mon

February 16, 2008

He loves me ... he loves me not.

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February 14, 2008

A MyFace repost

Someone linked this survey and today being the 14th and all, I thought it appropriate. Especially when we had an evening planned but came home to find that Blaze had vomited in several places... and I thought he had gotten into some chocolate. Panicked that he was poisoned, looking around to find the wrapper, but found instead a plastic door stopper... a brown plastic door stopper chewed to bits.

The survey below:

How did you meet your significant other? Answer all the questions HONESTLY and repost as " How I met _____"

1. Where did you meet?
Funny story really. Leaving the Bronx, knowing it was the last time, rock flew off the cement truck in front of me, hit and cracked my windshield... he was behind, saw the commotion, pulled over on this very narrow strip of road on the highway to make sure I was ok. Gave me a card with the name/number of a car body shop guy to fix the windshield and his name/number on the other side. Called later that night to see if I was ok, that was 7pm, next morning at 7am, we were still on the phone.

2. What was the first thought that went through your head when you met?
"OMFG, the windshield!"


3. Do you remember what he was wearing?
Jeans I'm sure... Too bad I didn't remember much.

4. Where was the first time you kissed this person?
Flushing Meadows Park ... ironic in so many ways.

5. How did he/she ask you out?
I don't think we ever went "out"... it was a roller coaster month. We went to PA within two weeks of meeting each other for a romantic weekend and about two months later left for the west coast... yeah

6. Where did you go for your first date?
haha, didn't date, just kinda 'fell into each other'

7.How long did you know this person before you became a couple?
everything moved so fast.... dunno a month...

8. Has this person ever proposed to you?
About 145 times now, it's a long story.

9. Do you and this person have kids together?
yes, our slightly retarded "son" Blaze the rottweiler

10. Have you ever broken the law with this person?
Gosh yes...

11. When was the first time you realized that you liked this person?
From the first time, I knew I 'liked' him, but it was so complicated.

12. Do you get along with any of the ex's of your partner?
Nope.

13. Do you trust this person?
O yes, I knew I did the first time we spent the night together. I could never actually "sleep" with someone, I twist and turn all night long. The first time he came over, I fell right asleep in his arms and I knew that for the first time in decades, I was safe.

14. Do you see your partner in your future?
Yes, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

15. What’s the most expensive thing this person has given you?
His heart which is immeasurable.

16. What is one thing he/she does that gets on your nerves?
Unfortunately, I have a short fuse and I have too many things to list here.

17. What is the thing you do that gets on his/her nerves?
Give him the silent treatment.

18. Where do you see each other in 15 years from now?
If he had it his way, living in Europe together. If I had it my way, it would be Valentine's Day 2023 and we would be at each other's throats but still crazy mad for each other.

February 08, 2008

Flu Season 2008

Four days into this damned sick, feverish, want to rip my skin away from my body flu. Headaches, bodyaches, unable to breathe at night... missing work for THREE DAYS. I'm so screwed. All thanks to Nick's co-worker who couldn't keep this vile shit to himself.

February 04, 2008

Memories - Part Two

I talk about my grandfather a lot because good or bad he meant the world to me; if anyone I had ever wanted to please, it would have been him. My grandmother on the other hand, I always had a love/hate relationship with her.

One memory that I had that wasn't so much mine as much as it was everyone else's, was when I was younger, tired of trying to tame my hair, she took me one day and cut it all off. That didn't go down so well with my parents. The other thing she didn't like about me was my weight, it was a constant battle with her. I was never thin enough for her, yet she was the one that fed me my entire life.

Go figure.

I didn't necessarily hate her, I dislike what she did to my father, in that she never allowed him to be a man, to take personal responsibilities for his actions. His 30 year long cheating on my mother was something that my grandmother always knew about and forgave him for. If only once she had admonished him, maybe I wouldn't feel so conflicted now.

She passed away today. It wasn't sudden, it was expected and yet the shock of finality of death ... the harshness of it, makes me angry and makes me more depressed than I normally am. Last week, my aunt made my cousin call me and put my grandmother on the phone. I asked her a few simple questions, she answered, she was weak, she couldn't talk long. There was so much that I wanted to say, so much that I wish I could have said.

In the end, I didn't because who knows, I may see her again one day.