Eddie Izzard Is Hot…Looking

I wore my depends for nothing. I did not snort laughter out of my nose. I did not have tears of joy rolling down my face and I sure as hell didn’t have the uncontrollable farts you get when laughing too hard.

Now I know why 90% of the audience were over 75 years of age. I’m not saying he was a total bore, I did smile and even laughed on occasion. It was disappointing that he wasn’t dressed in drag like I thought he would be. I think the problem I had was the mumbling and the fact that he talked about the same subject for two hours. I’ve watched at least 6 videos from you tube and I thought he was funny then but he didn’t talk about anything I had seen.

All in all it was a great evening and I had a great time. I even got a very nice compliment from Keyser. He said that my blog was looking good and I have evolved since I started blogging . I’ve evolved alright, Keyser, into a perimenopausal judgemental bitch who doesn’t give a fuck about anything. It gives me depth. There’s something about metro sexual men, Mmmm…sexy…must be the go-tee with a dash of grey. Next time we’ll leave Sissy at home and really give Mrs N. something to think about.

Family Feud

This will be different for me, in the sense of not being a typical post, well maybe it will by the time I get done but for right now it doesn’t seem that I would sit down and write about something like this. But since no one answers their fucking phone and I don’t see my therapist until next Monday my last resort is Cappy’s place.

I started a family feud and it’s not even my wedding. Today I was talking to my aunt about her daughter Michele’s wedding, who also happens to be my best friend in the whole wide world. We were discussing the table seating when she got to one of my sister’s name and mentioned that she might not be coming to the wedding because her boyfriend wasn’t invited. See Michele is not inviting the guests of those who are not married.

My Aunt doesn’t like my sister, the meat lady, and for those of you who knew me back then know why she wouldn’t like her. She has made it clear that she doesn’t want her at this wedding for fear that she will ruin it and not inviting her boyfriend will give her that out. I’ve kept my mouth shut until now, thinking that it was only her who couldn’t bring a guest.

So back to the seating chart, now we get to my daughter’s name, who is also in the wedding, and she doesn’t mention her boyfriend’s name. so I ask, “is Danielle’s boyfriend invited?”

“No,” she replies, “she’s not inviting anyone who is not married.”

“hm…do I say something or do I just keep my mouth shut. Say something, keep mouth shut, hm.”

Well it wouldn’t be me if I kept my mouth shut, right? So I proceed to tell her how I don’t think it’s right that she doesn’t invite any one’s guest especially if they had been dating for some time.

She went on to explain that it will keep the cost down but came to find out that there was one person bringing a guest which led me to believe that this was all done so the meat lady wouldn’t end up at the wedding.

I think it’s wrong and that’s my opinion. I think she took it personally and when I made valid points against the person who is bringing a guest she got pissed off and as a result of it will badger my best friend in the whole wide world and make her life miserable not to mention mine. Did I mention that I work with her.

So Michele decided to invite the meat lady’s boyfriend and Danielle’s boyfriend just to make everybody happy and that’s all well and good but I don’t care if they’re invited, I was just trying to make a point and her mom didn’t get her way so I’ll probably never hear the end of it. I feel bad enough, I hope I’m not reminded of it everyday I work with her.

Guess I should of listened to the other side and kept my mouth shut. Will I ever learn. Am I wrong?

Eddie Izzard…

…here we come. Sissy, Kesyer and I are off to see Eddie Wednesday night. I am crazy with excitement. It’s going to be so much fun. What should I wear? Hm…