Going to the Chapel......

BIG BIG NEWS !!!!!!
My baby... My youngest.
Engaged!!!!!!!

That's right... I have been sitting on this one for a bit now.. and thank goodness I can finally talk about it...

( THAT was killing me)


M... ( Yes really.. we have ANOTHER M in the family now ) ... M came by last week and wanted to talk to Mr R and I... so right off the bat .. I had an inkling.. but hey... you never know.. he might have just wanted to have a slice of pizza....


The poor guy was here in what seemed like seconds flat

( He lives 20 min away )...


He was still in his work duds.. and looked so nice.


However right from the get go..

I could see he wasn't his usual happy go lucky smiley smiley self... I invited him in . He barely looked at me... I thought man.. this is either going to be really really good.. or really really bad...


It was good



What he did next showed alot of respect and took alot of chutzpah.... He did fine.. while he was very nervous his words were so very touching... as he explained how much he loved and cared for our daughter ... he asked for her hand in marriage..
Now days.. that really says something of a man's character... I got up and hugged him and Mr R shook M's hand ... he said..

" I only ask one thing of you... Take good care of her"

Ugh !!!

His reply was..

" I will always do my best"

Yes it was a love fest... the sigh he let out said it all... it was as if you could visibly see the weight of the world lift from his shoulders...


Then he wouldn't leave.... lol...... We were getting nervous that Maria would come home from her class early...


We had never met M's Parents... only his sister, brother and his brother in law.
I would tease M and Maria often about... When were we going to " Meet The Parents"...
no time seemed the right time..

Well today... Was the day...
Yes ... the day he actually asked her to marry him... is also the first time meeting the rants...
talk about a crazy day !!!

Maria was under the impression that she and M's sister were going shopping at 1:00 ...

However when the doorbell rang... in walked his entire family.... We all quietly hugged, but non said a word... each filed into the living room... Maria... seeing everyone walk in...bolted to her room.. as if she had seen a ghost.Mamma and I had to almost physically push Maria out to the room... She was shaking like a leaf...
When we finally got her to go to the living room...

Each member of his family stood in the living room.. holding a piece of paper... upon which one word was written.


One by one... they turned their individual paper around.

Maria



Will



You





Marry



Me



M at the end on one knee... holding the box with the ring...


It was memorable to say the least... and of course .. she said YES....



If it is true... and I think it is...


That you don't just marry the person...You marry the family... I think we are going to do alright...




They were all very very nice people... the Champagne they brought flowed freely.. Maria and M cut one of the many pies on the table( I found out they are PIE people....) one had written on a thin flat disk of chocolate

Congratulations M and Maria.

Finally all the food I had been hiding came out! Cake.. Pies... (Lots of Pies).. munchies, dips, and fruit. we all sat around the dining room table and laughed ... (while Maria cried... poor thing was still in shock) We told stories, joked and suddenly we all started calling people to tell them the news...


It was a Happy Happy day here....
It was a day I know I will always remember....


Ugh..

Times they ARE a changing...

H.W.M. * Nancy*

H.W.M. Nancy
I can use her name.. (release forms have been signed)..
Where do I start... I know exactly how we met.. it just seems so funny to me because it feels like she has been around forever...

Our Scene opens at a play... Well rehearsal for a play.. my daughter was doing some community theatre with her best friend. This place was so small... that family was only allowed to come and watch the dress rehearsal the day before the play... My brother decided to use this opportunity to have us meet his

"New Friend"...

Before I go any further...... I have to give just a little background here..As some of you already know.. My brother had recently come out of a two year marriage.. that frankly ... rocked his world and the entire family as well.


Suffice to say non of the Wiminns in the family were ready to welcome with open arms the next female he brought around...until we knew it was going to be serious.


It 's not that we weren't nice.. we just weren't "Up in her grill" as the kids say.
We had to check her out ... make sure things were copacetic...(I am still debating this)
So In she walks... looking all slim, and stylish....I should have disliked her right then and there.. but I didn't .. she actually seemed very pleasant and perhaps a little nervous.

Hmmmmm I wonder why????

After the play rehearsal I was going to have everyone over for some refreshments.. this would give us a chance to REALLY get a gander at her...and try as I did.. I could not find one thing that bugged me about her.. (well except she was slim and stylish)

She mingled well with everyone.. even making sure to speak Italian with Mamma.. I think she even brought a gift of some kind..knowing that they were going to be coming to my home... CLASSY.
Yes we had every reason to like her.. and yet as nice as we were.. she could sense that we were all holding back.. Just a little..... Everyone except.... My Dad.. those two had an instant bond...

Years later ... she confided that she was worried that she/ we would never have the same kind of connection with us.....that she formed with Pa instantly.

Now that I physically assault her with "The Love"... She didn't need to worry..
(Yes you may think that is Eartha Kitt there on the right....it's actually me ... note the perm)

Not only do I grab her inappropriately
(Sorry it's just something I do when I like you)
* Note females only....
and smother her with love... I know My sister and I both feel like she is one of the girls in the clan.
(Now if we could JUST get her to stop drinking...

Mamma???

Jeeze... My Mom insists to this day... ( In spite of my protests) that Nancy can do no wrong...

The very fart dust she produces is golden !!!Ugh... Mamma... when will you see the truth?

"Oh Nannnnci... she so good.... she work so hard... she so good to us !!"

"She so good to Gino"

Blah ....

Blah....

Blah....Whatever....

Hopefully..... you can tell that in spite of all my sarcasm here... .... I love this Chick to death.

Yep..

I must say he got it right, and he is damn lucky..

So Nucia... That is how we met... at least the way I remember it..

I am grateful to have you in my life you are not just a wife to my brother, or mother to my nephews .

You are the Ying to my Yang......

You are the wind beneath my wings......

You are my sista from anotha Mista.....

You complete me...and all that other mushy stuff....

I wish you the Happiest of Birthdays.

Love Ya.

*Just a note... This will post a day early... Nancy's Birthday is Tomorrow... but because M2's Honey Bunny shares the same Birthday as Nancy...
Nancy being MUCH MUCH older will go first..
You know...Age before Beauty...

Me and the Home Girls.... Yo.

Well Had a great time with the "Church Ladies" as usual... but I must say...even though I have known many of these woman a long time.. it never ceases to amaze me to know how much we really don't know about each other..

either way.. it is always fun to hear things you never knew before...

This is NOT your typical "Church Ladies Group".... Part Group Therapy ... (Hey who let those guys in here??? )Part Queens of Comedy.. with some actual spirituality thrown in for good measure..

It really is amazing how much we lift each other up... whether it is by knowing that one of us has gone through similar issuers.. or by looking at the person and saying... Quit yer Whining...You are being a baby!

It can be quite sobering...

Frankly some of these tramps could use sobering up... ( I kid I kid )

No.. I wouldn't trade a one of them. Yet I am always glad when new blood joins the ruckus...
We have a new gal.. (a friend of one of the gals) who we have managed not to scare off... I hope B holds on for the ride.. I really like her...she doesn't seem too afraid

(YET) believe me.. we have managed to scare some off...

It is a particular kind of person what would do well with us... It is not an age thing... we have had older thirties.... early seventies... and everything in between...

Mainly you must have a sense of humor.. or you will be chewed up and spit out.

They are a great bunch and I always look forward to the two times a month that I meet up with this brood... It truly makes my day...
Well THAT.. and it's an excuse to go to lunch....

Take two aspirin.. and wake me in the morning.....

Twice a month we take turns meeting in each other's homes.. a small group of women all from church...Thus dubbed the " Church Ladies".

This month was my turn and tomorrow is my last meeting for the month...

I usually have everything done a day or two in advance so I don't run around here like a chicken with my head cut off... well guess what... it is 11:03 p.m. and I have NOTHING done for the meeting tomorrow...

SO.... Cluck Cluck.

You know what else??.... I can't even muster enough energy to care...

I have the headache from hell.. ( I think Maria may have passed it on to me)

You know..... the kind of headache that even makes your molars hurt.. pounding in one eye... feel like your going to throw up ... yeah.. just writing about it makes it hurt more.. However I cannot sleep because apparently being horizontal only exacerbates it ...

So I lurked downstairs... gazed at the monitor... and decided it might be a good idea to document this torture.... perhaps I can refer to it when I THINK I am having a bad day... see this read it and say... OH YES... IT CAN BE WORSE!

I have asked Mr R to wake me ( If I sleep at all that is) at the butt crack of dawn... when he gets up.. so that I can get a handle on what needs to be done before the gals arrive..

In my old age... I have turned into a bit a Finicky Fanny... I seem to want to plan and re plan everything light years in advance... and to think.......I used to be such a fly by the seat of my pants kind of girl...

No More...Now I am a control freak of sorts... and let me tell you...it is NOT pleasant..

I hear it can bring on headaches... hmmmm ......

That's My Mamma... Mammaisms...

What's in a word???
Well .....Here are some of my favorite...... Mamma(isms)



Bonus = Bone

" He gotta nica bone dis year"

Jalapeno= Filipino

"I no wanna no filipino in my food"

(I should hope not!!)

Sinus= Sign

" I helpa you look for da sinus"

Antibiotich = Antibiotic

" She feela better if she get some antibiotich"

Marcy = Mars

"Mars comma here I show you somesing"

Tunderbird = Thunderbird

" I rememba he drive a Tundabird"

Sangwhich = Sandwhich

"If you wanna... I maka you a sangwhich"

Follyfock = Hollyhock

" If somebody coma to ma housa and aska me how you calla dis flower, I no wanna say

Follyfock !..... ita no sounda verrry nica "

Ya gotta love her..........

Will work or Dye.....

Some of you have asked for a picture of the new do...

Although this new straighter/ lighter shade of near blonde is only temporary.. I thought I would oblige with a small snapshot...

I think my face says it all.

the likeness is uncanny...

Nothing else is really going on... per say... although I have decided I am truly going to start looking for some part time work . Not only to help out with some of the small things around here... but as a way to get out a bit, talk to people.... see what is the what in the world today...and hey why not use some of that time and make a little dough?....

I know.... nothing like picking the very worst employment atmosphere in 50 years to decide to look for work.. but hey.. you never know.. besides I already sold my surgical tools , so you know what that means..... no more brain surgeries for me for a while..

So if any of you local people know of part time employment for a slightly older, straight haired, middle aged gal.. with a great sense of humor... why not hook a sista up?

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UPDATE :

The Deed is done.....

I am darker.....

Let's give em something to talk about ......

Apparently my Hair...

Is fodder for conversation... I got more emails and phone calls about this subject then I EVER expected...

Poor Brad and Angelina.. now I know how they feel... the constant inquires into my personal life.. I just want to scream.... "I AM HUMAN YA KNOW !!!!!!"

Now if I could just get rid of all the damn paparazzi.... ugh !

Ok...

So in real life... I have a bunch of errand to run... this morning... and some major household issues to tackle.


Of course I would NEVER try to cut corners or find the easy way out...

I call it....

Multitasking.....

But Hey... I don't want to seem like a martyr....... I mean .. far be it from me to make anyone feel sorry for me...

No....

That is just not my style... I do all that I do... with a GREAT big (fake) grin on my face....

Because deep down inside....only I know... there lies a

DIVA !!

I'm ready for my close up Mr DeMille !!!