An update

So finally Thursday I'll find out how I did in my class. She's four assignments behind so she has her work cut out for her.
Jason's mom called on his Name Day, but he was out with me. He hasn't talked to them in a couple of weeks. I assume he will see them when he goes to his cousin's house for Christmas. I think the break has been good for him.
We're having our family gathering on the 30th...Jon and Kate are coming down for a few days. It should be fun. I have Andrew as my big gift person. (That's my sister's husband.}
Jason and I are not getting engaged any time soon. He has some issues to work out. (You know, stupid guy things.) I am not a very patient person...but I am trying to deal. *grin* Truthfully, I think my Ima is more disappointed than me. She told me "well I'll try to act all warm and fuzzy when I see him." I told her she'd better.
I just spilled my yogurt in my pants. The purple yogurt stands out nicely against my green pants.
We went to a holiday party last Saturday and this past Sunday we went to Jason's old boss's birthday party. He is a sikh and so we went to an Indian restaurant. It was a fun mix of pop songs in Hindi and English.
Last Wednesday Abbi, Dad and I went to the Caps-Rangers game. The Caps won, and my favorite player (it's not Ovechkin) scored the game winning goal in overtime.
Abbi and I decided to go to the bar next to the arena to celebrate the win. The local cable sports tv station had a camera in there and they filmed us cheering. Then the guys who called the game came in and taped their segment with us behind them. One of our friends bought us a shot so we did a shot with the Caps commentators. Then the Captain of the team came in (he's injured) so I went over to meet him. I said "I just wanted to meet you." Then I shook his hand and said "it's nice to meet you."
I felt really stupid afterwards, but it was still cool. So have you ever met anyone famous? What did you say?

Last week

Remind me that we'll always have each other
when everything else is gone.

That's from Dig, by Incubus.

Jason's parents issue with me is they think I have a high, flat forehead, and so therefore our kids will be born with Down's syndrome or some other mental defect. I'm pretty sure my head is round, I just don't wear bangs. Anyway, I asked my co-worker MD and he told me you are more likely to have a kid with down's if you have the kid after 40.
*sigh*

So at Jason's cousin's house for Thanksgiving, we all went around the room and said what we were thankful for. I said I was thankful for Jason, everyday. He kissed me. And his cousin's son (who is 10 I think) said "ewww" and everyone laughed.
The next day Jason's mother calls him to tell him that she and everyone else there were terribly embarrased by the two of us "carrying on."
*sigh*

Jason doesn't actually tell me about this until Wednesday of last week. He was so angry and upset, it honestly scared me a little. We had this emotionally exhausting conversation and I got home super late. It must have been lack of sleep and all the emotions coming out because Thursday I lost it. I called Jason in the morning crying and just freaking out. He came over and drove me to work and we talked things out. It just killed me to see him so upset. I had forgotten that he's assured me a jillion times that what they say isn't going to change things.
And I lost sight of myself...the strong, confident person who doesn't care what people think of her. Maybe I needed to get all the anger and pain and frustration out. I do feel better.
Friday Jason and his mom had a big argument and he told her he wasn't going to be talking to her for a while. I guess we will see. I think it's a good idea.

Now that I've finished spilling this all out, I'm done thinking about his parents. I'm done talking about them. If you have made it this far, thanks for "listening."