9:12 pm

feeling like shit right now.
My uncle is leaving his family and returning to south America taking the ashes of my Grandfather with him. I will miss my crazy uncle but I'm happy that Grandad is going back to his homeland. He will be back in Guyana before Christmas.

I may never see my Uncle again.

I can't even the remember the last time I saw him. He didn't even come to my wedding, he and Auntie were going through a bad time, and they still are. I think the last time I saw him was about 3 months ago in his sisters kitchen. My lovely Auntie, I wonder how she feels about her little brother leaving, maybe never seeing him again?
My uncle is also my Godfather, the night of my confirmation in to adult christainhood (something I have renounced since then) my Grandma fell down the Church stairs and in a bloody fall broke her nose in front of a horrified group of on lookers. In all the photos I'm crying or looking very troubled while the rest of the family took her to the hospital. Grandma is one tough lady, she's had her share knocks over the years.
Anyway,
I'm done.
Sister was here earlier to drop off the puppy while she and her loverman went out to dinner. I love that dog but he doesn't listen very well...
husband is out watching hockey,
I'm on my second beer, last one in the fridge but I have an open bottle of white wine.
just rolled a gross roach dube feeling kind of low, physically lower I mean like I'm actually a few inches deeper inside myself..
I'm not stoned enough to feel hungry yet though, normally I can always eat but lately I haven't had much of an appetite.

araMat ouT

I've missed my blog.
things are different and this is my place.
i quit my job, but before i did i was offered a great new one. closer to home more $ the whole deal. things have been going well there, i like the people.
my husband quit his job and currently is napping on the couch.
love him tonnes but he better wake up soon !

back to blog!
aramaT*happy to be back*

Thank the gods it's Friday! This week was difficult to say the least... This job makes me feel manic, I'm up and I'm down. My thoughts today are with my husband, he has had a terrible week. He didn't go into work and today he needs to get a doctors note to explain his absence. Poor Federico is depressed about his career. He's been working hard this week to get his resumes out so he can quit. If we were doing better money wise I'd encourage him to quit before he secures another position. His apointment is at 11 am, hopefully he will come and collect me for lunch so I don't have to endure these tarts in the office. I'm very gratefull that I'm off at 3pm today. All I want to do is go home and play in my garden with my husband. I better get back to work... aramAt

Lots has changed since my last post. I did get fired from that job when I told them I was getting married. Fine, a bunch of bitches anyway.
Well, on September 23rd Fred and I finally made it legal. It was a wonderful day. Our wedding was perfect. The sun came out as we said our vows it was amazing. Even better was leaving for 3 weeks after for Italy, Germany, Switzerland and Austria. We spend most of our time in Italy, and Germany. We mainly drove through the other countries. Oh I love driving on the autobon! So much fun.
I absolutely love saying "my husband" Fred gets a real kick out of it too.
Since we've been back all is well. I miss the food, wine and the warm weather especially.
See ya later blog.
aramat*is a mrs.*

Cannal shot

Cannal shot
Originally uploaded by aramat.

Beautiful night

waiting for my drug dealer to call so I can get high...
It's been on of those days.
I got the job and I start on Monday. I'm thrilled I really am. I'm just scared that when I tell them I need 3 weeks for my honeymoon they won't be very happy.
I also need to get laid in huge way! Our timing has been really off lately. Last friday we had plans for a hot night, then Julia went and cut her hand open. Then my monthly friend came for a week, nice... now Fred has gone fishing while I wait to pick up.

One month and one week and I'm a married women! Time really has flown by this summer.

OK,
I'm done.

aramaT

My poor sister butchered her hand last night. Fred and I rushed to the hospital to meet her and her boyfriend. Her eyes were red from crying, she was holding her bleeding hand in a tea towel. She burst into tears when she saw me. God I love that girl. I was so happy to see 5 fingers moving so I knew she'd be OK. Six hours later we left with 12 stitches in her hand. She was a brave girl I gotta say. Between holding her hand and keeping her boyfriend from fainting it was an exhausting night. What a nasty cut! A huge flap of skin under her pinky finger when pulled back exposed her muscle. It was fascinating to watch them clean it and stitch her up. I could have been a nurse I tell ya! Fred left after an hour of watching the freaks in the waiting room. Emergency rooms on Friday night are hopping let me tell you! Its not nice to see people in pain or scared but that place is an interesting collection of individuals. While we waited for Julia's hand to be repaired we pillaged the room they had us wait in. We hepled ourselves to band aids and gauze, we opened every drawer and cupboard! What a depressing place. The hallway smelled liked shit and piss. Every now and then you could hear some lady crying. Apparently there was a bad car accident. I felt a huge relief as the night went on. The 3 of us were able to walk out of there. Other people that night, not so lucky.
I'm a very lucky girl. I think I may have finally got a new job. I find out Monday afternoon hopefully...
Besides that all is well in my little word. Getting married in 42 days to a wonderful man. He was great last night, driving fast to see Julia. He thinks she's a spoiled 26 year old brat but he loves my little sister. I miss him already tonight. He's spending the night at Alex's house getting wasted with the boys after catching big fish. Tomorrow he's golfing in a tournament.
In his absence, I smoke cigarette's write, bead and think of my sisters throbbing hand.
My beautiful mother called earlier to tell me she spent a ridiculous amount of money on a dress for the wedding. I'm happy that she found something she loves. She's worked so hard to lose so much weight, she deserves a gorgeous dress!

Well, I'm out for now.

Aramat *gettin hitched*

I want to be a farmer

I want to be a farmer
Originally uploaded by aramat.

Oh I want to be a farmer! I want to play in the dirt all day, pick weeds and watch my veggies grow. Now I have to convince Fred that we should be organic farmers...