Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Spontaneous Combustion

OK, so to start right into it, I had finally got my new window motors last Thursday...I was so excited, because daddy said he'd fix that and my 'lets not hold a charge' issue too...lol Gmarrie, my car won't hold a charge either...we should just set our cars on fire...anyways, I went to a movie with Michelle and Aunt Barb Sunday (The Blind Side...good movie, btw) and daddy went to work. He called as I was in line with Michelle for junk food and told me, to my surprise, that my diver side window was working just fine. A little slow, but OK. "TWWHHHAATTT????" I say, and apparently it was working fine. Since it stopped the one day, I never re-tested it, that seemed pointless. I guess I should have. Whatever. I was quite frustrated but whatever.

After the movie, I go to daddy's house, and he says "I have good news and bad news, good news is I put the relay in and now your amp doesn't draw power while the key is off!" which was why my battery kept needing to be jumped every other day..."bad news, the window motors are wrong. They don't fit."

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, after cussing and being angry, I finally decided it wasn't as big of a deal now that the driver side worked well. I also decided that I would just steal one of the back window motors and put it in the front. Bayani doesn't need to be rolling the window down any time soon...

Yeah. I wish some rich doctor would tell me he would give me a million dollars if I flashed him. I would so do it.

Saturday, January 02, 2010

A nice start to my year...

Wow, still feels weird to try and type '2010'...but that's not the point. I went and seen "Brothers" this evening with Michelle (don't ever tell Theresa...I told her I wasn't going...she wanted to go to a movie, I said I couldn't...lol) and if you know nothing about that movie, weather you've seen a preview or heard about it, or whatever, I dunno. I suddenly regretted going to see it after I got 20 minutes in.

I don't remember if Tony remembers about this blog, if he does, then he'll just read what I don't think I have the guts to say. If not, well, I get to vent either way...

To give you some back ground on the movie (without giving it all away) There are 2 brothers. Duh. One, in the Marines, is set to deploy literally the day after his brother gets out of prison. The marine is sent to Afghanistan, apparently not his first tour...something happens, and the 2 marines go to his wife's house to tell her he is dead. They have the funeral, very sad, etc. The brother who just got out of prison; who is a total loser, technically, drinks all the time, very irresponsible, his father always wishes he could be more like his brother...anyways, because he feels pulled to help out, ends up trying to be the "man" for the 2 kids the marine left behind. At one point, the widow and the ex-con are sitting, chatting, about how miserable their lives are, how the widow never gave him the time of day back in high school, etc. They kiss. But that's all. Then LO! The marine isn't actually dean! He's been alive, a prisoner for like 4 months!!! Now he's home, covered in scars, as he was tortured...of course, the question comes out of the ex-con and the wife hooking up...which both deny, but things happen, (the little daughter freaking out on the father and lying) and the marine thinks she and the ex-con are just lying, and since his time in Afghanistan was so........AWFUL is putting it mild, he snapped, and at one point had a gun to his head....trying not to give too much away, there is obviously a whole lot more to that...details that I can't type.

So, obviously, seeing some of this movie, as Tony predicted, made my eyes swelled up with tears once in a while, it seemed half the time I was holding my breath. I knew this was one of my fears; not that I'm going to sleep with Tony's brother, or any type of infidelity, but him coming home, being traumatized just by the things he's had to do or see, which he won't tell me if he's seen or done anything...not the point, I think my biggest fear is that when he comes home, he's not going to be the same. Wait, I take part of that back, I know he's not going to be the same, but I am afraid he will come back and be stuck in a bad way. It scares me to death that I won't be able to help him, if he needs it, or maybe he won't open up to me, he won't tell me if he is drowning.

I do recommend seeing this movie, it's...um...intense.