No feeling old, lexine. You're young and cute and baseball season is coming soon.

"I felt a disturbance in the Force. You needed flowers."

Okay, I'm a total ChiKat and BF 'shipper, now, even more than I was before. That's beautiful.

Heh. Maybe you should hurry up and get married before your sister...(Disclaimer, I only make this joke only because my sister-in-law tried to move her wedding dateup so she'd be married before her cousin, even though she'd known her fiance for less than a year when they got married and teh cousin had been dating her fiance for years and years and years. So, very likely funny only to me. Yet, I cannot resist sharing)

Always good when the disclaimer is longer than the joke.

it's the Year of the Cock! How can you be anything other than 12 with that going on.

Oh, I am totally 12. Heeeeee!

You're young and cute and baseball season is coming soon.

*Smooch* I am actually wearing my A's Hawaiian shirt today. My mom asked why, and I said I just missed baseball and was in the mood. A month and a day from now I WILL BE IN ARIZONA!!!!

My actual b-day is the 9th...just tossing that out there because I am a total b-day attention whore. I feel bad about whoring here, since I've been more of a lurker than not lately.

Maybe you should hurry up and get married before your sister...

Bwah! Uh...nope, don't think so. We've only been dating 6 months. While my sis may get married after dating for half that amount of time, I need a bit longer to make lifelong committments.

When I was a sophomore in college, my oldest sister got married (for the second time) in May and my next oldest sister got married in June. When I flew out for sis #1's wedding, some friends dared me to tell my parents that I was getting married in July. A guy friend said that he'd pose as my fiance if my parents wanted to talk to a fiance. I thought it would be a stitch.

So, I get to the hotel and I was staying in the same room as my parents. My dad was reclining on the bed reading the paper and my mom and I were sitting on the end of the bed talking.

Me: Mom, I have something to tell you. I started dating a guy back in December, his name is Mike. Well, he proposed and we want to get married in July.

Dad: [lowers the paper and peers over the top with horror in his eyes]

Mom: [looks at me through squinted eyes for about 2 seconds] Yeah, right. I would have believed it more if you had said you eloped.

Me: [laughs]

Dad: So...you're not getting married?

Me: No, Daddy.

Dad: Thank God. [goes back to reading the paper]

It was pretty funny.

Oh, dear. Here's my horoscope for today:

Better fasten you seatbelt and put your table tray in the upright position -- because there's a bit of a bumpy ride ahead. For the moment, you can expect one of several rather unusual scenarios to unfold: a) a new and unusual addition to your family; b) a career opportunity in an entirely different field; c) the chance to move to a place you've always wanted to live or d) all of the above. See? Buckle up, now.

Also:

A family member is about to say or do something that will send you for a loop.

Good heavens.

Hee! That's a great story, ChiKat! (eta: more of a loop? Maybe they're forrecasting yesterday)

You can consider everyone partying on Mardi Gras to be rasing early toasts to you this year, lexine. Certainly everyone having morning after Bloody Marys.

ChiKat, you are evil. But in a good way. I, too, adore sweet geeks.

No flowers yet, though. But given circs, understandable.

ChiKat, your folks are cute. I can't believe you've been dating BF for 6 months now. I remember when the schmoop was brand new and making us all high.

Yep. Ah, well, I'll take that in a tradeoff. We may have crappy insurance laws, but we have gay marriage! (I don't think there is a connection though)

Hee!

(I think our laws are actually consumer-protective, and it costs the insurers "too much" to insure here. But screw them. No offense actuaries, but when the revolution comes, the insurance companies are the first I'm putting up against the wall).

The wind is windy enough that my mobile home sounds just like the corner bedroom in a fourth-floor apartment my sister used to live in. The apartment was at the end of the building. Wind used to whip past something fierce. Going in to visit sis, mom once bumped into a man who lived on the top floor of the high-rise building. He said the wind didn't bother him nearly as much as watching the water swish back and forth in the toilet as he was using it.

edited because there was too much 'p' in the post.

You Massachusettites (that can't be right) are the ones that our various Insurance Commisioners (the last three of whom, at least, spent some time in jail (while still serving), inspiring the initiative requiring convicted felons to step down from elected office (it didn't pass)) hold up as examples of what will happen here if we impose any regulations at all on insurance companies.

This post was mostly an excuse to abuse parentheses. They've been getting above their station, lately.