I couldn't leave this year without telling you folks about two wonderful events that have happened in the past 24 hours...

Two things that Empress has pointed out are very worth sharing...

1. The world of Myspace....

The world of Myspace has saved our lives this past year. I for one can tell about the marvels of Myspace beforehand and I can give my testimony that I re-found many old friends vía Myspace....including True.

But alas, not all in Myspace land is good. Some of you don't have a clue of how many weird 'friend' requests I get....but man oh man..you should take a look at the ones Empress gets...

here's an example of one she got today...

"Hi how are ya..my name is blah blah..my age is blah blah...I'm not your typical guy who will hit on you..blah blah...I'd like to meet an intelligente woman..and you seem like that type...if you think I deserve a chance, I understand we can have an intelligente conversation...please give me a chance and if you wouldn't want to, please let me know, in a kind way of course...blah blah...here's my email..blah blah...Have a nice day..and I hope we can talk.."

Doesn't seem to bad huh??

Until you see his body building pic and his display name:

Flesh Ripper

On another note...

2. Karma is a bad thing....especially if it's Karma brung on upon the Big Guy Upstairs...


Yesterday I called Vader on my way home and her voice was a tad more Vadery than normal.

"Are you allright?"

"NO..not really..the refrigerator broke..the other one"

(the first one broke down last week)
"Oh..bummer"

"Yeah...and I told God to bring on all the bad stuff he had for me before the year was out...."

"Uhuh?"

"And right after I said that I slipped and fell....then when I sat down to regain my composure...the stereo that's installed on the wall above me fell on my head".

::trying not to laugh::


"Oh my".

"Then I told God that I didn't mean what I said before and that to please save some of this bad stuff for next year..to distribute it evenly."

I was gonna ask her what happened to the hanging on to Jesus' robe. But I guess that wasn't too appropiate.

don't ya think?
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Folks have a safe and happy New Year...may this New Year bring lots of love, blessings and nothing but good ol' times!!

The year would not be complete without one last lunch session with Empress..

Go here to Just One to enjoy!!!

And as far as this goes...it seems like it'll be 2008!! Election Year...At least that's what Mr. Poppins repeated over and over again as we strolled through Marshall's dreaming about our future house...!

This Friday I'm doing this a lil' different..I'm presenting to you my Year in Review to recap what has been going on in Mary P's life...Enjoy!!


I stole this off of In Pursuit of Happily Ever After...

It's a year in review..You take the first few sentences of the first post of each month...

Some of my first posts of the months sucked so I picked a more interesting one...

A whole year has passed and this is what I have to show for it..

January: This is..what I believe to be the first of many uncomprehended posts on my behalf..forgive me if my grammar is not always intact...(I don't really care if u forgive me or not..but I just wanted to sound polite from the get go..)

Introducing Mary P.

February: I don't know if I have mentioned in my profile or anywhere about that Miss C (aka my daughter) was diagnosed with Autism (www.autism.org) at the age of 2 (that story makes for a great post...I just have to sit down and take the time to write it).

Introducing Miss C

March: WARNING...!! THIS ENTRY IS KINDA OF CREEPY..at least to me it is..it is all true...unless I am really insane...and these things did indeed happen to me...

On my paranormal stuff...

April: Hey wassup!!I am back..tired, burnt from the sun..but back!!

Back from vacation...

May: I took Miss C to see Monster's Inc on Ice, courtesy of The Empress, yesterday afternoon (Once again, thanx babes!!..u see The empress is Miss C's fairy Godmother..a very cool one indeed)...anyway..we get in, we are seated, right in the front part of the stage on the second floor, and Miss C is kinda of like edgy. Which as u all know, worries the sh*t out of me.

June: It seems like lately I am a target of someone's affection...I'm not gonna give u any more publicity..well..maybe I will ...later..but u know who u are..

U know who U are...!

July: Howdy people..?? Ain't I chipper this morning?? You may wonder....Hmmm...yep..she is chipper..why is she so chipper..??

Well there can only be two reasons I am this chipper...

1. World peace has finally arrived.

2. The Yankess kicked some serious ass last night.


Of course, it's the second one. World peace sounds tempting...but it just ain't happening.

My infamous Baseball Obsession

August: get them sit-ups' riding...get your tummy tucked in...Seems like my mother has joined the 'get thin' bandwagon. Now let me set the record straight. My mom isn't fat. She just has a big ass. When I mean big ass, I mean BIG BOOT-AY!

No explanation needed.

September: Thank you all for your kind words in my previous post. I wouldn't know how to exactly explain what I am feeling (Shocker, huh?), but I'm just kinda of drifting along thoughts and memories and ideas and just can't grasp any long enough to feel sane. ::sigh::

Tough times..

October: Our night was long...very long....and things began on a sour note..but then...then things turned out swell and we got our groove on...So enjoy the slideshow and enjoy the audio...The visuals in the videos are pretty bad...but the following are the audio's of when we got pulled over by the cops on our way to hangout...

And I beat that ticket..

November: "ALL I WANT IS PAINT....I am the mother of a toddler who is going to attack us any second now...ALL I WANT IS A GALLON OF WHITE PAINT FOR A FREAKIN' WALL!!!!"

Taken from the Color Palette Post...

December: Today...the only day that things have been quite slow..I spent it, licking stamps and writting out the Office X-mas cards...about fifty somethin' cards to be exact...

I may have developed Arthritis in the process..

Ah the Holidays..

Wow..my..how I have grown..

So many things...so many posts...

"M"

as in Marriage...

Seems like everyone is on this never-ending quest to get hitched...
While I was on a quest to never get hitched, again.

My marriage, without going into details, wasn't all bad. We had our great times, we learned, we decided it was over. Period.

I quickly realized Marriage life wasn't for me.

I wasn't going to share my world, house, space and daughter with any other man.

I believe my exact words upon exciting the courthouse were:

"Empress, if I ever tell you I'm getting married again, kill me. And if you ever wanna get married, look at my example!"

It seems like ever since I'm dating True, everyone wants to know when we are going to get married.

I remmember once, not even a month into our relationship someone asked if we were going to get married in the next 6 months...

WTF? Is there some kind of time limit?

Yeah sure, we are ahead of the game. I mean we've known each other for like 6 years now...so it's not like we don't really know each other...

But what is all the rush?

We get constantly bombarded with the questions on marriage and if we plan to have any more kids...

Sure. We've talked about it. Lightly. We've joked about the 8 kids True wants and I'm willing to go adopt.

But neither of us are in any rush.

I mean, it's a shocker I can even pronounce the word with him.

But as far as we see it, we spend like most of our time together, we do lots of couple stuff...we have a kid...Miss C is considered a joint venture. So right now marriage is on the backburner. Sure...it would be nice, but for now we are very happy and content each in our own space.

But...recently the questions of marriage has intensified....More and more people wanna know...and some people think we are already married.

I'd like to clarify that right now...my ring finger is free.

The subject has been brought up and this time my reaction has been a taaaad different.

Last night as we said our goodbye's...he asked me if I would marry him....very casually...like we usually do...

But this time...the meaning in that question..the emphasis was different...it made my heart *pang, like it skipped a lil'...(shoot me for the reference of a skipping heart)

This afternoon as we were chatting up a storm on messenger we talked about that and I blurted out how I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with him...


Right then, right there I literally thought I was gonna toss my fries. This excruciating nausea surfaced from the pit of my stomach and lodged itself in my throat...I felt dizzy, dazzed, confused.

Who was this insane madwoman and what had she done with Mary P.???

I need answers pronto.

We both were taken back with what I said and that's when it hit us....that we reaaaally wanna get married.

Most likely not this year....not anytime too soon...but my nausea and dizzyness confirmed me that this is all very very real.

Yuck.
I think I just threw up a lil' in my mouth.



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PS. Stalker friend...I luv u..I really do...but why do u call me 35 times...in a row..If I don't pick up...hint hint..

Where were we???

Oh yeah.

We went to my crib.

So...after putting Miss C to sleep and wrapping up some last minute gifts..we called it a night..

Mommy needed some ZzzZzz's...ASAP.

We slept in till' about 11am..

Miss C rolled out of bed..but had no notion what day it was...

I scurried downstairs to get my camera and we sat around the tree so she could open up her presents..

As she opened each one she squealed:

"This is my pony!!!" ...only to find out that there were no ponies in ANY of the gifts that were there...

She immediately wanted to keep on going...

"More Presents!!" she whined...

and I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt that I didn't get her, her 1000th pony..

True assured me that she didn't need another one.

So..after the excitement I decided to make a good hearty breakfast consisting of delicious-savory pancakes...

But Miss C kept on whining that she wanted more presents...she wanted a PONY.

Our breakfast was interrupted by my ex-neighbor who had stopped by with a gift for Miss C....

As I crept downstairs to reluctantly open the gate...because folks..I wanted to have breakfast and chill..not have guests over...My OTHER neighbor...Watchtower lady...scurried over with another gift..

Miss C is one lucky lady....

My ex-neighbor got her a playset with like 10 ponies...
She almost had a stroke from all the excitement..

Miss C quickly forgot about all the other lame-ass gifts her mother got her and went into pony extasis...

Next year her ass is getting coal.

After all the pony bliss we got ready to head out to the In-laws again. No point in staying home if both my parents were working..

After a nice afternoon there, where Miss C has quickly gained confidence and is no longer shy in asking for food and juice and milk and soda...Vader called and I was off to hang with her.

The Ex showed with gifts for Miss C and we all exchanged presents...nothing really exciting...except for the fact that Miss C was having a fit playing Elephun with Vietnam...she smacked his ass with the net everytime he caught more butterflies than her..

::scratch out idea of Tae-kwon-doe classes::

An hour later I dropped Vader back at home...

And I was back at my crib with a whole crap load of wrapping paper, boxes and toys galore...

I thought about my weekend...and how awesome it was...

At church on Sunday they asked..."How do we feel the splendor of God in our lives?"

And I didn't know how to quite answer that...

But if you asked me now, I'd answer:

"I feel the splendor because in a time like this, where X-mas is usually the Holiday I hate, the most lonely and saddest time of the year for me...the time where I have no family....God sent me a different family....a family who has opened their home and their hearts and have made me feel like I don't need anything else to make me feel complete"...

And even if the rest of the evening...the night got shot to sh*t..over some stupid a** situation....(those who read my previous post, know I was pissed)...even if I wanted to bash someone's skull in or set someone's finger's on fire...deep down inside as I was nestled in my bed....in between the rage and fury and homicidal instincts...a sense of peace crept in....

And it was all good.