World War Z

So I really wanted to make Tuesday's post about the blitz trip to NYC with New Dude.

However, working two jobs, having a blitz trip to NYC kind of took all my energy away from me. Sad excuse I know.

Wednesday night though, we had another adventure. We went to go see the new movie World War Z.

I went with New Dude, his brother and little cousin.

Now, let's start this off with the fact that I did go to this movie voluntarily. Also, that I even asked to go see this movie.

Also, note that I DON'T DO SCARY MOVIES. This, was not a horror movie, however it was a scary movie and a suspense movie. That means, I was kind of excited to see it, but by the time my butt was sitting in the chair and my hands already covered in popcorn butter, I was regretting this decision.

The PREVIEWS for the other movies were already freaking me out. I was doing the whole ears being plugged with fingers and eyes closed before the movie even started. What kind of set up is that? Why is there not a couch to hide behind? Or at least a pillow or blanket to put over my face?

I have never read the book, I might now, but New Dude's Broha had, and he like most of the reviews I read on-line said, they only had the title in common. That's fine.

I did have to be told to breath a few times, and I jumped out of my seat about 6 times, at least. Followed by some serious hand squeezing I survived the movie. Everyone really enjoyed the movie but it New Dude's little cousin and that I were still very shaken that random pictures of faces in bathrooms were making us jump.

So, like the adult I am, I kindly asked New Dude not to go to his brother's place like originally planned. I needed him to stay with me to protect me from zombies. I know it was selfish, even told him that, but I really have a wild imagination so....I needed a non-empty house to be in.

To help ease my mind after the movie we broke down, cleaned, and put together some guns. Also, worked on some basic gun drawing skills. Followed by an episode of Burn Notice.

I'm posting a video for you to enjoy. Go see World War Z, Brad Pitt and the cast did a great job of making it realistic, scary, and makes you think a little bit.

Better video uploaded tonight I hope. Until then enjoy this wonderful thing!

Road Trip!

Road trip with New Dude. Epicness being created as we speak come back on Tuesday for random pictures!

New Baby!

Baby

My sister just had a baby.

My other sister's and friend have had babies. Every time I am very happy for them. I am excited, proud, scared, and am there to root them on. Also bring food, sweets mostly, and stay far away for a little bit.

However, this new baby, is my TWIN sister's baby.

It has been kind of crazy for me emotionally actually.

I think her hormones are affecting me because I feel an epic week of PMS coming. I even already apologized/warned New Dude about this. As females go and as PMS go, I am usually pretty good. I have one bitch/angry day and that's it. This one, I feel will not be as smooth sailing. Stupid over whelimg pregnancy hormones.

I've held this little one. She looked like a creepy alien when I first held her, the first day she was born. She had the cone head and goop all over her eyes. Scray.

This is day 2 and she looks a lot better. More like a baby should look.

A few thoughts this newest edition to the family has caused to bounce around my skull.

She doesn't look like anyone yet. She just looks like a baby.

The whole idea of my TWIN having a baby just scares the crap out of me. How is it that she is so in this stage of her life and I am not? (I cannot say prepared because who in their right mind is prepared for this huge of a life alterting event? Even if they say they are, they aren't. They just have told themselves a better lie then most people.) I then take a step back and a breath and go, this is her time line, not mine. Mine is just a bit slower. Always has, always will, but it fits me, not her, so it is okay. (Probably to the slight stress and dismay of the parent folk.)

I am also astounded about how proud I am of her and her husband. She just had a BABY! Holy crap that deserves rings, trophies, songs, and probably a parade. (This also goes for any woman who has had a baby.)

When around the new parents I can see the love radiating off of each other a poorly placed back light. They are taking it in stride, they are learning, they are helping, they are doing it the way it works for them, in other words, I believe they will be great parents. I can see it on their faces and it makes me both so happy for them and am slightly in aw, and yet still scared shit less of babies.

After having now been around quite a few new  born babies, I think my scared face isn't as etched on, but it is still there. I can feel it. Hopefully they cannot see it as much.

Anyone else have first baby experiences running through their heads? If so leave a comment below! Thanks!