Long Time...No Blog...Sowie

So if you have the chance at all, make sure to go see YES MAN. In a word....HYSTERICAL. I have never laughed so hard at a movie. I know that the reviews were pretty sucktacular...but I found it to be otherwise...I thoroughly enjoyed it..obviously, or I wouldn't be writing about it. A doy! Anywho, it's a really easy going comedy so go in with low expectations. I actually bought the book today because I hear it's even funnier than the movie...and IMHO, that would certainly be a feat.

So, yeah....haven't blogged in awhile. Lots of goings on. Rather than paraphrase everything (for those of you that are reading...if I felt okay enough with telling you everything that's happened...then you know), I'm just going to brush over it all and get back to myself. I'm so tired of all of the drama in my life with my family. My sister and I are happily enjoying an awesome relationship, and my father and I are starting to get along again...or so I thought. But man, other than my sister, I seriously don't care to deal with anyone in my family. You know, I've spent the most part of the past five years trying to get their approval and killing myself inside when I don't meet their standards. And I'm sick of it. I'm not a bad person - sure I've made some mistakes, but I've never done anything to warrant being treated like I'm a fucking sorry excuse for a human being. I'm constantly treated like an outcast in my family. Any yet, I'm the ONLY one with a stable job, good income, good friends, and without "baby daddies" and "baby mommas". I'm not on the stripper pole like another cousin of mine and I pay all of my bills and my taxes...yet I'm the fucking ingrate out of everyone. It's just such a fucking double-standard. And I've constantly given the lesser important family members in my life the power to hurt me or make me feel like less than what I am. So I'm done.

Anywho, back to the Yes Man movie....yes, I still think it's awesome! It really got me thinking. I started wondering about how many times I've missed on awesome opportunities because I said no to something. Usually I say no because I don't want to go out since I hate the way I look....but sometimes I really just want to stay at home and feel sorry for myself. How sad is that? I have absolutely nothing to feel sorry for, and yet I'd rather stay in and watch Judge Judy re-runs rather than get out there and live my life. While I seriously doubt that I will adopt the Yes Man ideology...I'm sure it wouldn't hurt for me to get out there and enjoy myself.

Other than what I've mentioned above, nothing really new. Same job, same friends, same great dogs. I really want to put a video of Stitch and Elliot getting into their stocking. If I can figure out how, I'll be sure to post them. Until then, I'll leave you with this absolutely adorable picture of my gorgeous sister on the night of her first big formal dance. She is so damn beautiful! :-)