The Movie That Traumatized Me

Seeing as how I haven't been around these parts too much lately, I thought I'd at least give you something to laugh at while I try to get myself back into my bloggy pants.

Circa 1999 right around the time I turned eight, my mom took me and my cousins to see a movie on a hot summer day. The movie in question? Inspector Gadget. Yes Ferris Bueller himself had robotic arms, legs, and fingers and an annoying ass niece also known as Georgina Sparks.

We got the the theatre and grabbed a bunch of seats in the middle of the very last row. We were the only people in the whole place which was actually pretty exciting to a bunch of kids. So fast forward to the previews and I'm sitting with my feet on the seat to keep my toes warm with the dress I was wearing.

The next thing I know there's a gigantic woman sitting on me. Yes, you read that correctly. The lady with the world's biggest tush is flat out flattening my eight year old self. Someone should've put a wide load sign and blinkers on this thing.

I probably wouldn't be saying things about her size in any other context, but the lady's butt was so big that she didn't know she sat on me. HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW YOU JUST SAT ON A SMALL CHILD? I'm flailing my arms and groaning for this lady to get off of me and no one even knew what was going on until the woman's son said, "uhh Mom, you just sat on a little girl!"

SWEET RELIEF - the lady finally got her ass off of me, turned around and apologized. Yeah lady thanks. You had the entire theatre to sit in any seat you wanted and you chose to sit on me.

Moral of the story: Don't sit on kids.

What traumatic experiences did you have as a kid?

And because it's the Friday, linking up with Miss Yoga Pants!

Because I haven't listened to my favorite band in a really long time.

The Weekend Stole My Health

Hey bliggity bloggers!

I totally would've written a weekend recap yesterday, but I was too busy trying to breathe without coughing. That's right, people. My sister was nice enough to give me a wonderful gift this weekend - her cold. I'm not gonna lie, it was actually my own fault that I caught the Plague. I should probably write my name on my toothbrush so I don't end up using a contaminated one.

Flashback to Friday

I went to class and took the train home with Kristo, but not before watching police write a citation for a dude who's been asking for money on the corner since school started. Funny thing - he was sitting on the ground a block away today, doing the same thing, but without the wheel chair.

When I got home, I found a package from Miss Ashten which actually made me "eeep" out loud. Sarah picked me up for our girl date at Panera, then we went shopping, and back to her house to watch My Fair Lady because I've never seen it. It was just as good as I expected and Audrey Hepburn was flawless.

Saturday morning I clocked in bright and early and worked until 3, at which point I rushed to get the bus THAT CAME 20 MINUTES LATE. Way to go SEPTA. Thankfully, I had Kaylee to keep me company via Google+ hangout! I went home and watched Halloweentown High or showered (I'll let you think on that), then Kristo and I went over Amy's house to watch The Wizard of Oz because he's been living under a rock never seen it before. Boyf liked it and it was nice to watch one of my favorite movies for the first time in forever.

On Sunday, I woke up feeling a little under the weather. After singing at church, our music director and her husband (who are like second parents to me) took me out to breakfast at an adorable coffee shop where we drank tea and coffee out of these awesome mugs.

As the day went on, I started to feel more and more craptastic. And I was forced to accept the fact that I was actually sick. BLEH.

I woke up yesterday morning and felt like I got hit by a mack truck so there's that. I took Dayquil *gag* when I got to school and napped for 2 hours. Took a stat test, emailed my essay to my ASL professor, went home, ate and slept.

Now I'm trying to clear my head for a group assignment that I have to do later, but the stuffiness is making that hard. MORE MEDS!

Hope you all have a great day and manage to avoid this nasty bug that's going around!
XO - Monny

I Should Be Studying

 

Hi Bloggers! Tonight is a special night because it's Friday. It's the end of the week -  people are out drinking and dancing, relaxing with friends and blowing off some steam. I do not get to be one of those people. I don't get to be young and carefree and do YOLO-y type things because I'm taking a Summer class. (cue scary music) I have a Biology exam on Monday worth a whopping 22% of my grade! (DUN DUN DUNNNNNN) I should be reading over my powerpoints about meiosis and cell reproduction, but I'm not feelin' it. What better way is there to procrastinate than to stalk Miley's and Amanda's Twitter accounts?

Anyway, I hope y'all are out having a great time! Only 18 days left of this torture until I can actually get drunk have some fun, but who's counting?

XO - Monnny

Hello, Summer!

I went to the beach yesterday!!! You heard me - sand, seagulls, and sunburn in Sea Isle! My pale butt made it down the shore before July for once.

We left around 8:30 after turning around because boyfriend forgot his shirt to change into for dinner. After yelling at him and making fun of him for forgetting his shirt, I quietly realized that I forgot to pack undergarments. Oops, I suck. Thank God I brought a chambray shirt to go with my outfit - it covered everything perfectly (if ya catch my drift).

Once we crossed the bridge over the bay, we stopped for breakfast at The Fractured Prune. This specialty donut shop in Ocean City, NJ has all kinds of delicious sugar-filled confections that no one should ingest that early in the morning. However, we stuffed ourselves and it. was. awesome. I inhaled a strawberry shortcake (bottom left) before digging in on my chocolate bacon donut (bottom middle). Yes, people. That's chocolate AND bacon ON A DONUT.

Every year I'm filled with awe of my first look at the ocean. This year was no different. The weather was gorgeous and the waves were picture perfect.

After lying around for hours, we lugged our stuff off the beach, got changed, and hit up the liquor store before we headed over to Mike's Seafood for dinner. I'm not really a seafood person so I ordered what turned out to be the world's largest eggplant parm. I ate half for dinner and brought the leftovers home. I've already made two meals out of the rest and there's still some left! It was so delicious, but I feel like I'll be eating it forever.

I almost made it out with no sunburn, but noooo, I forgot to reapply sunblock on my feet/ankles. It's a really bizarre looking burn, but I usually come home looking like a lobster so we'll count this as a win.

These day trips down the shore with our friends will be our only hope since neither of our families are going on vacation this summer. I need the seashore like a fish needs water.

 "I need the sea because it teaches me." - Pablo Neruda 

 P.S. - A ton of businesses and homes at the Jersey Shore were wrecked by Hurricane Sandy and they're still struggling to get their lives back to normal.

 Check out #STTS (Stronger Than The Storm) on Twitter and Facebook or on their website to see how you can help out!

XO - Monnny

Beautiful Life

It's been a few weeks since I last posted. Sadly, my grandmother passed away last weekend. After a long battle with metastatic bone cancer, my Mom-Mom went home to heaven to be with God and Pop-Pop. She fought bravely and her faith never once wavered. She was surrounded by a house filled with family and friends who loved her in her final moments on earth. I miss her more every minute, but I can still feel her with me as I do my daily activities.

Her senior portrait from 1944. She's gorgeous.

Through everything that's happened in the last two weeks, I feel closer to God than ever. During her final week of life, we saw Mom-Mom smile at angels we couldn't see. I feel like that's the closest to heaven I'll ever get while I'm here and it was phenomenal. She was the most incredible woman I've ever been blessed to know and I know she'll continue to watch over me.

 For a long time, Mom-Mom had been telling me that she wanted me to sing Schubert's Ave Maria at her funeral, when she died. I was never prepared to sing it because the thought of her dying was too much to handle. I grew up a lot this month and I told her I'd sing it, but that when the time came, she'd have to help me through it. I don't know how I sang without bursting into tears, but I know she was with me. She gave me the strength I needed to honor her beautiful memory. Everyone said she'd be proud of me and I believe it.

Strawberry Daquiri

Some of the last words my grandmom spoke were,"I had a beautiful life." My goal is to live as she did, appreciating everything I have at any given moment. I hope that in my last moments on earth, whenever they will be, I will be able to say the same thing.

Live life beautifully.

XO - Monnny

A Not-so-bad Day

When I set my alarm last night, my phone said I had 4 hours and 1 minute to sleep. I was fed up, worn out, and run down from the ridiculous language intervention analysis project that I had been working in all week for today's due date. If you'd been assigned this project, you would be pulling you hair out too.

if  I never see another transcript summary again, it'll be too soon

Let's skip ahead to this morning. I checked my weather app and gritted my teeth at the rainy forecast, then grabbed my umbrella. When I got to the train station, the last thing I expected to see was this:

sunrise over the tracks

 I have to admit, it's really hard to hate the morning when you're greeted with a sunrise like this one.

My day got even better when 2 of my 3 professors let class out early, resulting in a spontaneous lunch date with Kim at Qdoba. YESSSS! 

At some point between lunch and 3pm, I lost my Owlcard, which wouldn't have been such a big deal if it didn't allow me to access all the academic buildings, my Diamond Dollars, and printing allocation. After freaking out for a good 10 minutes and retracing my steps, I discovered that some wonderful person found and turned my card into the desk at the computer lab. YES.

Dear awesome ID picker-upper, if you ever read this, I want thank you and hug you and tell you that I love you. Unless you're creepy, in which case I'll shake your hand, thank you kindly and walk away.

A mini coffee date with Kristo was the perfect way to end the day that I thought would be a bust.

Take-away message? Don't expect that a day will end badly if it starts out badly.

XO - Monnny

Family Ties

Meet Mom, Dad, Sis, and Bud. They're the best, even when they're not. They make fun of me all the time(I usually deserve it). I love them and I don't know what I'd do without them.

 

My grandpop built a legacy before he passed away in 2007. He and my Mom-mom had 9 kids (hellooo, Irish Catholic). I have 25 cousins, 5 cousins-in-law, 10 great-cousins, and some others who have been hanging around so long that I forgot they're not actually related to me. My cousins are the best friends anyone could ask for.

loud parties? yes.

My dad's parents had 6 kids. I have 15 cousins, 4 great-cousins, some cousins-in law, and a few others we picked up along the way. We're always having a great time, even if it involves making up stories so we don't have to explain the inappropriate things we're talking about to our hard-of-hearing Grandmom. ;)

"What are we talking about?" - Grandmom

"Families are like music - there are some high notes and some low notes, but it's 

always a beautiful song." - Unknown

XO - Monnny