I don't really have one good thing to talk about in this post so its going to be a random mish mash of fun.
1.
I totally slacked off about buying tickets to see that Body Worlds exhibit at the Maryland Science Center for Sunday (and yes, I know its Superbowl Sunday). I figured it wouldn't be that difficult to get tickets the day of but I took a look this morning and the only timeslots available are after 4pm (and while I could give a crap about the Superbowl, I know the Mr was hoping for some Superbowl party fun somewhere). I guess that's what I get for slacking! I'll have to try again another time although The Mr is slated to work for the next few weekends.
But seriously - have you heard of this show? Its real bodies that have had some weird creepy horror movie type thing done to them. Okay, its called "plastination" and is described as:
Invented by a scientist and anatomist Dr. Gunther von Hagens in 1977, Plastination is the groundbreaking method of halting decomposition and preserving anatomical specimens for scientific and medical education. Plastination is the process of extracting all bodily fluids and soluble fat from specimens, replacing them through vacuum forced impregnation with reactive resins and elastomers, and then curing them with light, heat, or certain gases, which give the specimens rigidity and permanence. For more information about Dr. Gunther von Hagens, the inventor of the Plastination technique and creator of BODY WORLDS exhibitions
Doesn't it sound like something a mad scientist/serial killer would do. I even think I saw this on CSI or something. Man - that show covers everything (kind of like The Simpsons).
2. While I missed the boat on Body World for this weekend, I did snag tickets to this totally amazing and magical show: The Thunder From Down Under.
I totally peed my pants with excitement when Jamie told me that they were coming to town. I have always wanted to see this show (I love the cheesiness of a beefcake wiggling his wang around for money) but it was only in Vegas... and the last time I was in Vegas, I was the only girl and it was difficult to convince any of the very straight dudes to come with me. Another added bonus is that we'll be crashing Megan's sister's bachelorette party. I LOVE it and I am secretly hoping that it ends up like Megan's bach. party with us getting into a West Side Story like brawl with another bach. party. Okay... we didn't brawl per se but some heated words were exchanged!
3. CAG asked me a question today regarding married life and making sacrifices (sorry to call you out!). It was actually a hilarious question regarding asking your spouse's permission to do things (she is NOT a believer of such nonsense, I'd like to add). So now I pose this question to all of my readers. In relationships - do you find yourself asking your partner for "permission" to do things?
I don't. The Mr and I only ask each other if we already had something planned on a specific date but we don't feel compelled to ask the other's permission to hang with our pals without each other. That's just strange to me. I do, however, overhear lots of the older married folks in my group ask, what sounds like, permission of their wives. Perhaps this is something that happens when you get older? Do I have a life of calling all the shots to look forward to?
If so... yippeee!
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Hmm. I like to think of it as less a permission thing and more of a consideration for each other's plans, too. I always tell FActor that he doesn't have to ask if it's ok to do something, but to at least say "let me see what's up with smack and if we have plans and I'll get back to you"
I think that's just common relationship goodness. It's taking a while though to sink it, but i actually heard him say it on the phone the other night and I nearly peed myself with glee. I never have to use those statements because I very rarely have plans that DON'T include Factor (because I'm an introvert/hermit) - plus it's usually me wanting him to do something with me anyway.
LMAOLMAO!!! I love it!
I didn't mean to lean on you Twinks, but your blog completes my day! I think it's completelt hilarious! HAHAHA...I can't stop laughing...
On to my normal commentary...
1. Plastination sounds scarey. I get freaked out by dead stuff for some reason. I just can't stomach it. Yuck!
2. Ooooooo...I love buffy men esp. ones with big... LOL...That sounds like it's going to be my kind of fun. Make sure you take lots of pics! I must live vacariously through you...
3. Yes the permission thing blows me. I think believe there's a fine line between common courtesy and asking for permission. The person I'm with needs to be able to use common sense coupled with discretion. I hate it when I have to tell a man what to do. I need a man not a bitch. If I did I would be a lesbo...LOL
Plastination? That is some scary looking shit. I should get my SIL who is a PA to come to that with me. She could tell me what all the parts are.
In regards to the asking permission, I think I need clarification. We always call each other or talk to each other about what we are doing. It would go somewhat like this, I am going to run to the store with my friend, you need anything?
But somethings we do ask permission about like house guests. For example, I want to have a couple that are friends over for dinner so I would say - Do you want to have Mike and Janet over for dinner? Is that permission asking? I think that is deciding what we are doing and making sure it is okay with my in college husband so that he isn't trying to study for an exam and I am chit chatty with other people in our house.
We don't ask permission, per say, but we usually will say, "Hey, I'm planning on going out with "Bob" on Friday, we don't have anything planned do we?" But then again, we usually do everything together anyway unless it's a girl's/boy's night out.
Oh, and I really wanted to see that Body Worlds exhibit. It looks really neat!
Enjoy that thunder! I saw the ads for it all over while I was in Vegas (which was, um, awhile ago...) - looks like it should be fun!
As for your question... That would be a resounding negative. If something is going to affect both of us, we talk about it. But if it's me deciding to do something for myself that won't affect him? (Other than deprive him of time with me and/or afflict him with something I've bought or done or whatever) If I want to do it, I do. No asking for permission. Same goes for him!
I do what I want, when I want.
;-)
I HOPE you find a way to go to that Body Worlds exhibit. I'm very curious about it... don't think I could handle seeing it in person, so I'll just have to live vicariously through you.
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I wanted to see Body Worlds when it was here, but I totally slacked and missed it.
Yay for beefcake!
Nah, I don't ask for permission. More along the lines of what you said about double-checking about plans, etc, before committing to stuff.
No we don't ask for permission- and because normally I'm the one to make plans, I tend to forget to check in with him before making my own plans. Normally it's a question like "hey I was thinking of doing such-and-such after work on Thursday - we don't have anything else going on right?"
I've heard a lot about that body exhibit - I find it kind of creepy but intriguing at the same time.
TDU ... lucky! gawd!
as for asking permission ... well, it depends on what's involved. when i took a poop on a guy's chest once without asking, it wasn't well received ... and we'd been dating for 2 weeks so it was serious!
lol.
i don't think asking "permission" is the correct phrasing. more along the lines of "double-checking" to make sure that your S.O. doesn't have something else planned for a particular day or whatever. play it like, "oh, [so-and-so] asked me to go to [such-and-such] with her/him on [date]."
p.s. the poop scenario isn't real, but i thought you, of all people, would appreciate it.
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