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2 Months, 1 post

So it has been awhile. How are you all doing? Hope things are good. Anything of any particular note to talk about? Throw it in the comments and pretend we are talking about it here.

So, on to the post. A few things have happened in the two months I have been gone. For one, I am now a married man. I’m still trying to bridge the mental gap of saying wife and not girlfriend/fiancé. It is jarring to pass milestones in your life, cruising through life’s goalposts leaves a numbing sensation until I am miles from it and can appreciate it. Basically It felt like years building up to it, then it was over in a blur.

The honeymoon was awesome, Mexico was an amazing time with the beautiful weather and magnificently high-tided ocean. I absolutely love the food down there, the tuna steaks are surreal. Tried an Argentinian Steakhouse and I honestly have to say that is the best meal I have ever had in my life. The streak had to have been flavored with ground up Unicorns and pixie dust, I have never had a flavor profile like that before. The steak was so tender I only used my fork. If there was one around here I would be addicted end up selling blood to pay for my new addiction.

By the way, Mexican food in America =/= real Mexican food, at least around Ixtapa. Everything has black beans in it, so the weight loss inducing result of drinking the water isn’t a worry. Just eat some food and pack the fiber in and you are untouchable. We didn’t really have any problems down there. It was peaceful and calm. My wife slept for seventeen hours straight after we got there. Needless to say we relaxed and just enjoyed ourselves.

A few small things happened when we got back. We went to Best Buy to get a new DVD rack and ended up buying way more. I also got a 55′ Samsung LED TV, a Samsung Series 7 laptop, and a new entertainment center. Believe it or not it wasn’t my idea, it was my wife’s. So yeah, I married the right person. I love my new toys. Both the TV and laptop have made it easier for the new projects I have started. More on that at a later date.

So, man, politics. The Republican primary race was super entertaining, I was sad to see Newt Gingrich and Herman Cain drop out. No I wouldn’t vote for them but anytime they opened their mouth it was solid comedy gold. Alas though It seems we have set the crazy aside to get back to the same old boring finger-pointing issues. You know, where both parties more or less do and say/do the same things but act like it is different. I really don’t care what anybody says, in the long game there isn’t much different between either camp; we’re in and/or heading into some serious issues for our country and the people at he wheel really make it seem like their IQ is comparable to a moldy loaf of bread in my kitchen.

Speaking of difficult, I have basically disowned parts of my family. Some members were pretty shitty through the entire wedding process and even now are causing a lot of unnecessary problems. I have tried talking and coming to some sort of understanding, but it became very clear the past few months that communication wasn’t going anywhere. It just really isn’t worth the constant fighting and negativity. I was worried it was the wrong decision but now that I am on the other side it feels like a weight is gone and I can breathe. I’m guessing that is a good thing.

I haven’t been writing and that bothers me. There are a few reasonably important odd jobs I need to finish up before  I can devote my time to the word mines again. Finish off some debts and be that much more financial free. As I make that dream into a reality, let me tell you it is nice being able to pay for things on the spot. I have some student loans left then I am pretty well free. Such a weird feeling. I made a plan for myself in life and with some hard-work and hopeful foresight things are coming together.

For the past two months I have basically been taking it easy, spending time with the wife, and working to complete a few of my other goals. Now that I am on the ass-end of that stretch, time to return to writing and all the starry-eyed dreams that come with it. I have a mountain of inspiration built up and my creative juices are probably going to be pretty pulpy.

Cheers.

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Married and What Not

As you are reading this, I’m now married. That is right I’m now married. Currently I’m in a penguin suit and probably dancing like I messed my pants. Don’t judge me, tuxedos are hard to get off. When you think about it, all dancing looks like you just…..

Sorry.

I’m at the reception having a good time. Wish you could be here but I know you couldn’t make it, so I’ll have a few drinks for you, in fact my guests will too. I’m pretty sure everybody is having a good time. Open bars and having a good time go together like bug zappers and the really big moths that pop when they get electrocuted.

After the night’s drunken festivities and some sleep, I’ll be on my way out of the country for a little while.

You know, beaches and margaritas. I like to think I’ll meet a dolphin and name him Sir Fuego . We’ll go around with my newly married super powers stopping Nazi zombies to groovy Scooby-Do inspired 60s music. I need to find out if they have giant hamster balls where I’m staying.

So while you are working and slaving away at whatever it is you do for the next two weeks, I’ll be relaxing or saving the world.

Hope all is well and I hope you are still slaving away in the word mines.

I have to go now, got to do husband things. My honey-do list mysteriously grew three-fold the when I said I do. I hope they have a Home Depot in Mexico, I’m sure I’ll be fixing something in the condo.

Take care, I’ll be back in a little while.

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The Adventures Of Being Engaged: Fine China

Being engaged has been interesting to say the least. It hasn’t changed much for me in terms of my feelings towards my fiancée, overall it hasn’t really changed much of anything. It is what it is, when I asked her to marry me and she said yes, I accepted everything that entailed/changed at that moment. We were already melding our lives together so getting engaged and making it official hasn’t been this massive gear shift people would have you believe. Since our engagement not much has been crazy different between us, maybe I feel this way because I’m a guy, put a pin in that. What has changed, at least noticeably, is how everybody treats me and/or us.

Most people (not family members or friends even) feel inclined to push their own ideas of what life, the universe, and everything is about into our ears. I very politely – 85% of the time – discuss it with them, remind them everybody is different and we will do things as we feel appropriate, and I write it off as people pushing their anecdotal experiences on us because they have their experiences and if it is true for them then it has to be true in general style thinking. Typically I am a good boy about keeping my smart comments to myself, but a few things bother me. It bothers me that it would even bother me and it bothers me because the majority of the time whatever we are being told we ‘need’ to do is so arbitrary I fail to grasp the certainty and pressing reasoning.

What I am getting at is china. Why do we need it?

Answer: We don’t.

Various family members have gone obnoxiously out of their way to inform us why it is important to have china. The phrasing always changes, but the basic argument is the same.

  1. It is something every newlywed couple needs when starting out in life.
  2. It is used to formally entertain guests in your house.
  3. It is a tradition.
  4. It is something only a woman can appreciate, shut up you have no say in this Frank.
Those are generally the arguments, to which I reply respectively:
  1. The money spent on china would be better used on something more practical, say towards a new-ish washer and/or dryer.
  2. Nobody we would entertain would care about the plating, I rather pride myself on the fact.
  3. Tradition just means do it, don’t question. It isn’t practical, thus it is a waste.
  4. I am not the only one in my relationship that feels this way about china. It isn’t just coming from me. She doesn’t want it either.

What has sparked me to blog about this mind-boggling asininity is the grand adventure we had over the weekend. We went and registered for gifts. No, I didn’t think it was all bad, parts of it I enjoyed. It was time with the future Mrs. and it gave us a reason to get out of the house. I did, however, loathe the store we went to before hand and now I think it is a demonic cesspool of old ladies and bed skirts waiting to suck my soul out through my ears after my experience. I won’t say the name of the store, but it is a well known retailer that has, you guessed it, china.

Upon arriving at the store, we are whisked to the back for our wedding registry. What I mean by whisk is a safari through the wild and untamed boxes of various consumer goods that graze on a tile savanna waiting to be picked off by hunters. The place we are going is quite cleverly/annoyingly in the back of the store through the jungle of stuff that nobody really needs surrounded by walls of, see where I’m going?, china. We meet our tour guide/chaperon/handler and she immediately has us fill out paperwork while working through a speech.

Having listened to a speech that I didn’t want to hear that went on 44.5 minutes too long, our sales lady basically repeated our reasoning for coming to the store, the subject is moved onto china like a paraded, beaten, bludgeoned mule. I’m already somewhat annoyed because we have things to do later and would really just like to get our scanner and go zap some stuff. Before I can open my mouth and say we aren’t interested in china, my fiancée cuts the lady off, politely of course, and informs her we have no interest in it. Apparently this meant it was a tag-team wrestling match because another sales lady became involved and proceeded to show off all of the fine china that cannot be used in a microwave or dishwasher. Once again, we informed them we weren’t interested, they kept going.

Finally we get our scanners, after being repeatedly harpooned like giant white whales, we walk off to do what we had set out to do an hour ago when we walked in the door. We make our way back around to the counter, turn in our scanners, but again forced to listen to another china speech. This ladies reasoning ranged from if I came home and was having a bad day, break out the china to having a his and hers set so we can keep track of who eats off what. Just to get their parasitic mandibles out of our hides, my fiancée concedes and says she likes only one set. Big mistake.

When she found out that it was 90 dollars for only four pieces, she respectively said no. We would just get some casual dinnerware. Our sales lady, in a hail mary pass, said that the casual stuff wasn’t as good because it heats up and can burn your hand, the china that cannot be microwaved won’t. I laughed and said it probably had something to do with the fact it can’t be microwaved. The lady said we should get another sets for eight people, that is 90 x 8.

No.

Finally we make it our alive with our flesh attached and most of our sanity. We get home and my mother calls. Without even saying anything about our day, she informs us that we need to pick a china set we like because people will be wanting to buy us pieces of it. After, calmly, going through our reasoning of not wanting anybody to spend 900 dollars on china and that we would rather it go to something useful, another 45 minute conversation over china in which the person ignores what we are saying ensues. She concluded with a “We’ll talk about it more later.”

We won the battle, but the war still wages.

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