In which Nanties and Nuncles are discussed

I am a Nantie.

As many of you already know a Nantie is the fancy pants way of refering to what normal people might call an Aunt. But then, if you read any of my family members' blogs you probably are already aware that we are not exactly "normal" in the "normal" sense of the word. (When I was 12, I thought it was so deep to discuss normalcy, and pretend to be a free thinking philosopher, when really I was just being 12).

Anyway, back to Nanties and Nuncles. I think the "Nantie" thing started before Laylee knew how to talk, or maybe it started when she was still putting N's at the beginning of all her words. Either way, I got to be Nantie Meg, which is the coolest ever. Pretty soon the Nanties decided that the Uncles probably felt left out, so we started calling them Nuncles, and it all kind of goes from there.

My responsibilites as a Nantie include:
free babysitting
Reading Snuggle Puppy and other books approximately 12 million times in a row
Singing silly songs
Providing fun things, like my camera case, for teething Magoos to chew on

Making Fish Faces
Discussing matters of Court with Princesses
Encouraging Tickling between cousins Magoo and The Bean
And taking pictures of Grammy Tickling Laylee


Now it's time for a Sesame Street Sing-along "These are the Nanties in my neighborhood"
Most of the Code Names come from the inability of the children to say the actual names:
Nantie Thurwheat is married to Nuncle Buckwheat

Nantie Daring is married to Nuncle Daring

Nantie Sila is married to Nuncle Ace

Nantie Meg is ... ME!

Nantie Bucky (aka Buckley, Bucklintine, Bucklintino) is married to Nuncle Candy.

All in All, we have a pretty good time.

I'm getting older, so let's party!!

Well, It was my birthday. For any normal 23 year old, who's not Mormon, this would be an excuse to drink excessively. But not for me. My roomates made me massive amounts of cake. We consumed it and all was right in the world. Here are 5 of the 6 of us getting ready to leave. #3 was driving home to see her family for the weekend. In order of how were' standing, the roomies go like this #2, #6, #5, #4, then me, as #1. I get to be #1 because I am at least 3 years older than all of the other roomies.



Also present for the birthday festivities were Senor Lebowitz and Xander. Senor Lebowitz is the cute boy who's been hanging out lately. Xander is my brother-in-law, kind of. My younger sister is Nantie Bucky, her husband is Nuncle Candy. Xander is Nuncle Candy's little brother. He's alot like my little brother too, and he's really good friends with #5, so he spends a good portion of time at my apartment. Here is Xander giving me a good helping of brotherly love on my birthday.



On Sunday, I got together with the siblings still living in my same town for a family birthday dinner. Nantie Bucky, Nuncle Candy, Nantie Thurwheat, Nuncle Buckwheat and the Bean were all in attendance. Much Taco soup was eaten, and the Bean had alot of fun playing Peek-a-boo in my hat:




Overall a fantastic birthday. I did miss the rest of my family, but they all called and it was good. Maybe next post I'll share about what exactly Nanties and Nuncles are, and reveal the identies of all the Nanties and Nuncles in my family

June Cleaver's got nothing on us

My roommate has been working on a film for our school's version of the oscars. The only rule, a can of Spam had to be included in the film at some point. Well after three nights of shooting and wearing way too much make up, it basically degenerated into taking a lot of narcissistic pictures. Here are some of the favorites from the night. Please notice the June Cleaver pearls.

Thank heaven for moms

I love my mom (aka Grammy from Grammy Rules). I was having a hard day today, maybe it was because getting ready to graduate from college is an emotional time anyway, and maybe lack of sleep has something to do with it, and maybe it has to do with me being lazy, and maybe it has to do with crazy teenage girlish hormones, and maybe it has to do with the 20 page paper I've been procrastinating.

But no matter what it is I love that I can call my mom, cry for half an hour and leave feeling better and ready to conquer the world and my term paper once again.

I am so blessed to always have parents as supportive as mine. I know that if I need anything they will be here for me. I love that I can talk to them and consider them some of my best friends.

Yay for parents, sisters, brothers, and friends. (and also for a cute boy who has been spending some time at my apartment recently. to answer my family's question, yes I saw him today, yes he held my hand again, and yes we have a date on Friday.)

Let's try this again

Alright,
So after my last little blogging time, my sisters, Daring Young Mom and Heather at One Woman's World took down their links to my site after I stopped posting completely. Hopefully this time will be better. OK, so here I go again. (is it just me or do I sound like a horribly over played Whitesnake song?) I'll just go along and see what I can do to keep you posted.

Until later, Happy Blogging!