Mother of All Updates

I know I haven't posted anything in a while; I needed to get my shit right first. I'm getting out of the funk that I have been in for a while now. Looking back on it, I really have no real reason why I was so down; I mean my job sucks, but that is about it. I have a great BF (more on that later), a kick ass apartment, and a pretty good network of family and friends.

First of all the big news: I am an AUNT!!! My S-I-L delivered a baby girl on 11/20/2007. It is scary to think that my bro and his wife are now responsible for another human life. That being said, she is the cutest baby out there, and she is already asserting her lungs in the nursery area. Love it.

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I finally decided on a backsplash for my kitchen. They are an orangey-brown natural stone tile and it looks really nice with the black granite countertop, and stainless steel appliances.

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I mentioned about a fight that Dirty and I had in the previous post, and I got a few emails about it. We are still together, and worked out the problem that we had. It is a heady thing; to be able to work out a problem with someone, and to trust them enough that the issues are resolved.

Basically, what sparked off the fight was that I was going through a big issue with my family and needed him to just listen and be supportive… show me some affection… that sort of thing. He decided for whatever reason to go and watch a soccer game with his friends. Needless to say, that really made me feel even crappier; and then I got a drunken phone call later in the night to come and pick him up from the bar they were in. I definitely lost my shit then. I called him selfish and left him to get a cab. Hence, World War III started.

We went back and forth for a little while; mostly him being angry that I didn’t come get him, and me being angry that he blew me off for his friends. He admitted that it was a fucked-up thing to do on his part, and I may have been a little over-dramatic about it.

The truth is that normally when he tries to be supportive, I usually push him away. I think because I have been single for such a long time, I am used to relying on myself for all of that stuff. You know, curled up in bed with my tissues. He told me that I have a wall up; and I realized that it is true. I don’t let him in, and want to figure everything out on my own. I never said I was perfect, and I know that I am a work in progress, and that is OK, and I know that he will be there for me, especially when I let him.

P.S.: What do you all think of the new layout? I'm trying something new...