Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Its been awhile.

So I havent been up to much. Watched some movies, and its rained... a lot. But you all live here so you know this. This weekend I was helping my sweet dear of a grandma get some of there crap out of the condo that they havent lived in in over a year. They finally decided they needed some help. Good idea. Now, listen. I love my grandmother to my very core, but she is the grandmother that buys you and all your cousins the same things 5-10 years in advance. We were never allowed in the basement for the pure fact that we would see what we would be getting for Christmas in 3 years. The woman cant pass up a deal. Well whist going through things that havent been touched in about 20 years (and trying to avoid creepy spiders) we came across a huge like 2 foot barrel. Really, the woman had 2 real life barrels, I didnt even know anyone could buy these things. To which I said "Grandma, you know I love you, but if this is food storage in here, I will beat you" (my great-grandmother who pasted a few years ago, had a whole room of food storage from the 60's that no one knew about and lets just say I wont be doing that again) Well we popped that baby open and what did we find? A bunch of my moms stuff that crazy Kari had packed up when she moved in that she brought to my grandma. My grandma didnt even remember she had it down there.
Now, I've always kinda wondered where her stuff could have gone, cause we have some things, like a few rings, and my grandma was always trying to give us her clothes, "Cause, honey that fashion is coming back" No, its not. But it was her entire jewelry box, some yearbooks, photo albums, and stuff like that. For any of you that know me I'm pretty much an emotional wreck anyway, but I kinda fell apart a little bit when something else she had in there started playing music and I opened her jewelry box to find the smallest little bracelet that said Celina on it that she had made. Im not going to get all nuts on you right now, but I have always felt like I had something missing, and my mom will always in my mind be 'perfect' no matter what. Its kinda like (stupid analogy) but in 'My girl 2' when she goes on the quest to find out everything she can about her mom then realizes that her mom was a pot-smoking hippy. Except without the pot smoking hippy part, cause my mother would have never done anything like that. :) But I am always curious and looking for anything that I can learn or find out about her. Anyway.... we also found something else very special. My brother had a pair of little (Christmas ornaments) boxing gloves that my dad had put on the incubator that I had only heard about and seen in a picture. One of the only things my dad has ever really told us is he really wished he knew where those were and that he wished he had kept track of them. My dad also had always said he would never get a tattoo, he didnt like them. Well a few years ago, he got one of 2 boxing gloves, with a halo, and Joey Ray underneath. We found those gloves in the barrel. I will never forget the look on my dads face when he saw those. I think it was the best moment of his life, seriously. To which we all kinda fell apart. (look we're an emotional family! ) Another thing we found was my mom's wrist band from the day I was born, It said Chrisy Daniel, Dr. Hartman, the hospital, and written on it was the date March 7, 85 and girl. I guess so they didnt bring her a boy! She also had Jessica's in there. Apparently she kept everything. Again, with the issues I have with the whole mom situation. I am grateful for my life, crappy as the childhood was, I had my dad to keep me steady and I always knew that no matter what I had my dad and Jessica. I am also grateful that I didnt have to go threw what other people go threw like loosing your mom after years of knowing them or loosing them unexpectedly. But I also miss not knowing or remembering anything. Jess says she remembers bits and pieces, and in some ways Im a little jealous. I have always wanted something. I have pictures and stuff, but nothing of just us two. Everything is with the family. I know thats probably selfish but Jess has a picture of just her and my mom and again I kinda want that. But so Im always looking for something. I now know that I was delivered by a Dr.Hartman, and he works at McKay Dee now, and is still practicing. (Yes, I looked him up) Im trying to not be crazy, but I now want him to be my doctor, but he's an OBGYN and I have the best woman, I dont know if I could do a guy. So my other option ( that Im considering) is totally getting prego so I have an excuse to go see him. ( Im kidding, although Katie said I should just go in for a prego-test, she's as nuts as I am which is why we get along) Now you say, Look Celina he's not even going to remember you, he graduated in like 1976 (yes, I know this) and has delivered many babies. But my aunt went to him a while ago, and she said he asked her if she was related to my mother. He remembered my mom. My grandma said he was a young doctor and took it hard cause she was the first one he lost. For that reason alone I want to hug this man. I'm sure this is very inappropriate, and trust me I know all this is crazy so I wont be doing it, but I am very glad we found these things, and thank you Kari for not just throwing them away and being descent enough to give them to my grandma.
Anyway! Its sunny today!!! Whoot Whoot! its supposed to be a good week, till Friday and Saturday when its going to rain again, not that I mind so much cause i have not had to water the lawn once this year!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Its official....

So its been awhile since I have blogged, but not much has gone on. I've seen a bunch of movies, hung out, tried to go to the gym (unsuccessfully) ran outside and hurt my hip/groin bone/joint area, so just the usual going on with the fitness. But some news, Mark and I have made it 'official' Now... Look. Apparently he didnt even know we were supposed to have 'the talk' because he hasnt done that since high school. Well arent you grown up and mature. We pretty much had this via text, after having breakfast with Jess and Mace where she pretty much just said ' Have you had the talk?' He was pretty annoyed at the fact that all his friends are in our business to which I said ' Arent you in everyones business, and really? Like you didnt know this is how we all are?' So after him saying he wasnt mad, which I think he was, I got pretty annoyed, but I guess its official. Nothing else to really say so I'll just make a list of things I love.
THINGS I LOVE: (in no particular order)
*Rain(sound and smell)
*Ice cream
*The pets, (even though I yell I love that damn dog!)
*Paramore
*The Fam.
*Friends
*spaghetti
*Mexican candy
* All candy (I really do think I have a problem)
* The way you feel when your having a really good run. (No pain or exhaustion)
*Bread
*Lightening/Thunder
*Cleaning with the music really loud.
*Rocking out in the car with the windows up and no one next to you (so you can really get into it- It happens people, ooh does it happen.)
*Sandra Bullock
*A book you cant put down.
*A movie you can cry at, but you cry because its happy
*Making Wilfred make punches in the air while saying (yeah, yeah)
*Massages (heavens do I need one)
*Bubble bath with just candles lit
*Shower with just candles it
* The dark (see above :) )
*Not having to drive somewhere
*When the ex has to call and be super nice to you after he was a complete crazy bipolar ass just a week ago cause he needs a favor. HAHA IDIOT!! And can do nothing but say sorry and thankyou so you'll do the favor! Oh man thats so good. I LOVE IT. (ps. The only reason Im doing the favor is it has to do with my bronxie poopoo. and I dont want the dog on the streets till he gets back)