Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Such a Whore

Media whore, that is. I was on the radio and the newspapers this week, promoting the "Support Our Troops" rally that me and a small group have been putting together. That's on Saturday, in the park. We have two Marines coming from a nearby base to be our guest speakers, and after the ceremony my boss and I are taking them out on the water to show them a good time. Hell, this should be very nice for them considering they just got back from Iraq! It'll be quite a party. Too bad I outgrew my American flag bikini....

For Mother's Day, I got some very cute cards and I got to go see Spiderman 3. I was biting my lip, trying not to cry at the ending! It was one of those movies where there's lots of chaos and stress and when things come together at the end it makes you soooooo thankful. I loved it, so did the rest of the family. Now we're waiting for the next blockbuster to come out--but in the mean time we'll likely end up seeing that Larry the Cable Guy movie. Ish. I'm sure it'll suck, but we'll see it.

I've been kicking ass on the home front, earning my keep. This is something actually pretty spectacular with our situation because I was just recently asked to take over the household finances and stuff. My boyfriend and I have very seperate lives when it comes to that area and it's a huge step for us to be taking. He has his bills, I have mine. He pays his stuff, I take care of mine. He has his own checking account, I have my own. He asked me to take a look at his checking account a few weeks ago, and that was when we both discovered his ex wife was still on the account and still spending quite a bit of money. WHAAAAT??? So, once we got that handled, I made myself a nice budget to work with and we've been slowly applying it. He has to start saving money for his daughter's college (she starts in the fall--can you say PROCRASTINATOR??) and with some discipline I'm sure we can work it out.

He's the world's worst communicator, to the point that I've told him to just email something to me if he's having trouble bringing it up in person. If he's upset about something he emails it to me. People think that's horrendous but it's better than the alternative.
If he's excited about something (like me taking over his finances) he just sits there quietly holding my hand. You can tell he's wanting to say something because he'll sound like he's taking a breath to talk--but then nothing comes out. Yeah, I know, he's sounds like one of those mute people you see in the movies. But he's one of the most talkative guys I know. He'll get bored hanging out with me, (after I've heard all his stories and thoughts and things...)so he gets on the phone and talks his ass off! I watched the clock one day, he was on the phone with a friend of his for almost an hour. They could do that every day if they had time.
But when it comes to sensitive stuff, he becomes tongue tied. So funny.

So, that's my week so far.