How Well Do You Know Your Siblings?

This week I’m joined by my brother Andy and my cousin Jay, and we talk some shit and see how well we know each other.
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On My Way To Broadway

This weeks episode I talk about how much I love Derek Jeter and some other stuff. But the Derek Jeter part is the only thing that matters. For “I’m Sorry, Que?” I went with a “Cell Block Tango” from the Broadway musical Chicago.

If you want to listen to this weeks episode it’s up and waiting to infiltrate your life. 😁

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Puppy-Love and Stalkerish Tendencies.

I’m back and creepier than ever. When I say creepier I mean it in the most wonderful way it can possibly sound. You know what Ixnay on the creepier-ay… I could possibly be the next CIA/FBI/Secret Agent/Detective/007, honestly any of those would work that’s how good my (I don’t want to say stalking but if the shoe fits) investigative skills are. I shall give thee a little story on the person you are about to learn about. 

Once upon a time there was a pre-teen (or maybe even teen-teen) and she went by the name of… umm let’s just say she went by the name of… you know what her name was Emily and it was me. Any who this pre-teen/teen-teen met a boy through her neighbor and bestie at the time…we are no longer neighbors nor are we really friends anymore you know how that goes, you get older one of you becomes a little, how you say, sluttie when we were slightly (way) too young for it, so the other one (me) kind of just gradually cuts the sluttie one out of her life. I know I know it was a real sh🌙tty thing to do but I was fucking 14 or some sh🌙t and I didn’t know how to handle it so shut your face and listen to the rest of the story! (We’re still friends in Facebook if that counts)So Emily was introduced to this boy named Garry… his name was Garry with two R’s. So Emily and Garry become really good friends and the best part about this friendship was that his younger cousin lived up the block from her house. They got to hang out all the time and of course Emily fell into puppy love with Garry (with two R’s). This “love” was so serious that practically everyone on the block knew of Emily’s feelings for Garry. As the days went by the kids on the block would play football, tag, manhunt and just hang out on the steps. All of a sudden Garry tells Emily that his family is moving to California. Emily’s little teenager heart was broken she didn’t know how to deal. She had never told Garry that she liked him liked him, so she simply told him that she’d miss him and to keep in touch. 

A year or so passes and Emily is no longer friends with the neighbor that had once been her bestie. Emily is now a freshman (I think) in high school and has somewhat forgotten about her puppy love and is crushing on other boys from her school and some not from her school. One day she had gotten home from I think it was softball practice and she was just hanging out in front of her house eating string cheese, when a boy that looked oddly familiar was walking up the block. Emily just stared at this boy trying to figure out who he was. Meanwhile the boy was also looking at Emily as well. With their eyes locked he continued his trek up the block.

This story is getting really long so what I’m saying is, that boy she saw was Garry and he’d moved back to Jersey and apparently had been back for a while. So Garry and Emily started to hang out again but then his family moved again and I haven’t seen him since. This is where my investigative skills come into play.

While I was awake in the middle of the night (a couple of days ago) when I should’ve been sleeping… something reminded me of Garry (it could’ve been the fact that I was watching SpongeBob and Gary the snail ( 🐌) slithered around the pineapple). The next thing I know I’m googling Garry (with two R’s) lo and behold there he was my Garry just 12 years older and still looking a little like J-Boog from B2K (if you don’t know who B2K is… you may leave right NOW!! j/k you can stay just google them so you get the picture). What I found was not something I liked.

Apparently Garry has a family. He has two kids and a girlfriend and lives somewhere that is not New Jersey. So the moral of this story is… don’t go chasing waterfalls please stick to the rivers and the lakes that your used to I know that your gonna have it your way or nothing at all but I think your moving to fast… LISTEN TO MEEEE (sorry I couldn’t help myself and by the way that was waterfalls by TLC if you didn’t know). Anyway moral of the story is you should probably go to sleep at a decent time so you don’t Instagram stalk the kid you were in love with when you were just a wee little lass. You won’t like what you find even though you should be over him because honestly Emily it’s been 12 years since you last saw him what the f🌙ck did you expect.

Love Ya from the Moon and Back,
Emily (once upon a time Mrs. Garry with two R’s)

P.S. Happy Early Independence Day/ 4th of July!!!

Emily’s Thanksgiving of Thankfulness List!

In the spirit of Thanksgiving all I’m going to do tonight is make a list of the things I am thankful for, we shall call this list Emily’s Thanksgiving of Thankfulness List ( I know I know your super jealous of how my incredibly creative mind works).

1. The most important thing I’m thankful for is obviously my Awesomeness. Although if it weren’t for my parents I guess I wouldn’t be this awesome. In that case I’m most definitely grateful for my mommy and daddy. Without their individual Awesomness none of my super duper Awesomeness would exist, and that would just be super sad.

2. I’m thankful for my brothers ( I consider my cousin my brother so this thanksgiving he has been upgraded… Your welcome Saca Moco) without those two mofos, my life would’ve been rather dull and boring. Making fun of them is what I live for and without them I would have to be nice and make actual friends I’m not related to.

3. I’m thankful for my friends/slutties/sisters/boysters(boy sisters) for just being funny, crazy, sarcastic psychopaths that accept and embrace their crazy, because if not you’ll get cut from the group and there’s no coming back from that. We’ve all seen that happen, so don’t mess shit up for your selves.

4. Lastly, Im thankful for my office (my bathroom) where I write most posts from. Without this bathroom there would be no Life As A Moon because this is where all my ideas finally become something I can write about.

In all seriousness without any of the people on my list I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I am truly thankful to have each and everyone of you in my life. Without any of you I wouldn’t have anyone to laugh, cry, make up choreography to 3LW, sing, act, direct, or even watch Dancing with the Stars with. I love you all from the bottom of my heart… Especially you bathroom.

Love Ya From the Moon and Back,
Emily ( Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all a goodnight… I know that’s for Christmas but I feel like it just goes)

Brotherly Love!

Have you ever wondered if you’ve already met “the One” but met him/her at the wrong time in your life? Or if you’ve already met your “soulmate” but didn’t even realize it? No, so just me… Is it my loneliness aka single as Fuckness kicking in and messing with my head. That actually might be it, but I was actually thinking about my brothers life when this popped into my head, and of course it later turned into me thinking about the same things for myself, but I’ll tell you that a little later.

I guess we can start off with why I was thinking about my brothers life… obviously there was alcohol involved, but honestly when isn’t there. We were at our cousins house Saturday night, and having an in the backyard loud as hell R&B session… And when R&B/ slow jams are playing one tends to think about either romantic things or their last breakup. In this case I started thinking about my brothers ex-girlfriends and wondering if he had met any one of them at a different time in his life would one of them have ended up being my sister in-law. For those who know me I hope you know which one I’m talking about. I feel if he met this one Ex of his at a later time in his life things would’ve been different for them… In all honesty I think she was the One, but at the wrong time.

Then I started thinking if she was his soulmate. I know some might think “the One” and “soulmate” are one in the same, but I feel like they’re completely different. For me the One is that person who compliments you; who even though they might not see or believe things the same way you do they still want to be apart of your life, they want to make a life with you, they feel like they can’t live without you, that person who loves you unconditionally with your flaws and all that good shit that comes with you. I swear I read and watch way to much romantical shit, and it has ruined me for life. Any way, a soulmate is that person who you connect with on another level, someone you knows you inside and out, and not necessarily in a romantical way, it’s that person that you feel you can be your absolute self and you honestly don’t give a fuck what they think because they’re probably doing and the thinking the same thing about you. I feel like my brother has already found his soulmate, and it’s his best friend. Those two are like two peas in a pod, they’ve been best friends for as long as I can remember and they are still the best friends you would ever meet. At times I’m kind of jealous of their friendship… Of course I love my friends to death they are like my sisters, but this bond that my brother and my Brother from Anotha Motha (my brothers bestie) have is something beautiful. It’s like they were just meant to be in each others lives.

Well this was a lot longer than I thought it was going to be. That’s all for now… Maybe on Friday I’ll tell you about what I think I discovered about myself.

Love Ya from the Moon and Back,
Emily ( I’m sure there are people who have been fortunate enough to find both their soulmate and the One in one person, and I hope to one day be apart of those fortunate.)

Ps. I want to take this time to thank the men and women that have fought for our country and our freedom. You all are truly Amazing/Brave/Beautiful human beings and I love you all. Happy Veterans Day!

Randomness of the Noggin!

So tonight’s post is a collection of random stuff that has occurred in the past two days. I shall write them in order of when each thought popped into my noggin. Since of course I love making lists and will find any reason to make one I shall give thee one now. I call this list Randomness of the Noggin (before I start the list I want to let everyone know that I have THE worst handwriting ever I don’t understand half the shit I wrote… Why did I write this down 1st, you ask?… IDK)

Here is my list:
1. Yesterday on the way home from work I got stuck behind the train. The first thing that popped into my head was a scene of me running on top of a moving train; like in all action movies ever, and of course that part when Joey Fatone and Chris Kirpatrick ran away from that crazy chick in the Bye Bye Bye video… Classic.

2. Have you ever wanted aliens to take over the world, or even for there to be a zombie apocalypse so you wouldn’t have to pay your bills anymore. Sigh, that would be the life. I think I would be a magnificent alien slave or badass zombie, just saying.

3. When I was younger I had cut my lip open and I had to get stitches…Because you know I was an angel as a child. Yesterday my mom asked me if you could still see the scar from where I got stitches and ever since I’ve been having phantom stitches pain, thanks mom!

4. Outback has the most Delish bread ever!!! I love it!

5. Newest musical obsession is Alessia Cara! I’ve heard her song “Here” on the radio a couple of times but I was never able to get her name or the name of the song… Until yesterday when I heard her on Elvis Duran and the Morning show. I already loved her song, but after hearing her sing “Here” live and acoustic on the radio I completely fell in love! As soon as I got to work I bought her EP, which is called Four Pink Walls-EP! Everyone must get it! She’s amazing!!!!

6. Finally, this new Instagram DM confused the shit out of me. Frover sent a DM to me and the rest of the Slutties and when I opened it I thought I was in a group chat… Confusions.

Alright, alright it’s about that time. I say good day!

Love Ya from the Moon and Back,
Emily (by the way my hand cramped up at least 6 times while I was writing this. Just so you know I was physically hurt why writing tonight’s post.)

Rest in Peace to the greatest catcher in pinstripes Yogi Berra. “If you don’t know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.” -Yogi Berra

When I Grow Up I Want to be a Disney Princess!

Soooo you know I’m obsessed with anything having to do with the Disney Princesses. I’ve always wanted to be one since like forever, but you know that never happened! Any whoooo today while I was doing the dishes (I know scandalous… Me doing dishes!) for some reason I started thinking of all the Disney Princesses and how at some point in their movies some of them are doing dishes… Like Cinderella, Snow White, Tiana, I’m pretty sure Belle was doing dishes in that little cottage she lived in with her father, and Aurora (I think). Then it hit me Ariel was playing with forks and spoons and shit but she never had to do the dishes or the mermaid equivalent. You know why!!!! Because home girl lived in the SEA until she was 16… Down there the mermaid dishes and utensils practically cleaned themselves while they were being used!! That Ariel what a lucky whore! Not only does she get the hottest Prince, oooo Prince Eric…Erik…Erick? (Which way did this dude spell it!!) I have an unhealthy obsession with thee. Sorry I got off track, as I was saying not only does she get that fine piece of ass Prince Eric… Home girl never had to do the dishes a day in her life! She never had to wonder what the fuck is this nasty shit I’m cleaning, or eeeeeewwwww, or FUCK that’s hot, or damn it I have more water on my shirt than in the sink…thanks a lot SPOON… Okay I’m done. Not only was she a Princess under the sea (you like how I threw that in there. Wink wink), she married into royalty and had servants for the rest of her human/mermaid life!! So what I’m basically saying is when I grow up I want to be Princess Ariel! That’s all for now!

Love Ya from the Moon and Back,
Princess Amelia (AaaaaaahAaaaaaaahh AaaaaaahAaaaaaahhAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh… Just think of the part Ursula tells Ariel to sing so she can steal her voice and then you shall under stand the aaaaahhhs)

You think you know, But you have no idea.

I just finished watching Caitlyn Jenner’s show on E (I Am Cait), and I’m going to continue to watch this show. I’m not a fan of reality T.V; the only time I ever watch it is if there is nothing else on. This show just hit me in the Corazon (heart) really hard. I think it’s because this show to me feels genuine, sincere, and was able to make me feel so many different emotions I didn’t even know I had, it was incredible. I was able to empathize with her; I went from feeling scared and anxious with her when she was about to introduce her sisters and mother to Caitlyn, to happy for her being able to be who she really is an was her entire life.

While watching this show I started thinking about what she and other transgenders have gone through and are going through. Especially the teenagers, it’s hard enough being a teenager, having to deal with high school and cliques and puberty; on top of all that they are also struggling with who they are mentally, physically and emotionally. I just hope one day everyone can be accepted for they are.I know my life is nothing like Caitlyn Jenner’s life, but this show made me think about my experience. It’s one of the reasons why I loved it so much.

Throughout the show, I started thinking back to when I was a teenager constantly feeling like I lived in my brothers shadow, while struggling to find my place and my voice. I always wanted to please people, but at the same time be myself… I know that’s confusing, but that’s how I felt and sometimes still feel. That’s where I feel l can relate to Jenner. Because I felt like I lived in my brother shadow; I was always trying to be better than him, and to be seen as my own person and not just as Luna’s little sister. There were times where I felt like the only reasons I played sports was to be seen as either an equal or better athlete than my brother ( I felt like that was the only way to be seen at all). A lot of the time I felt like I was in competition with him. In high school I was always compared to my brother (Is she as good a ball player like her brother?… That one was my favorite). There were even times where I thought that my parents cared more about my brother than they did me. When your younger I feel like you only see through one spectrum; you only see what’s happening at that moment, and all these emotions are coming at you in full force. I felt that my parents were much more involved in my brothers sports than they were mine. So of course that lead to me believe that they loved him more. As an adult I can see the other side of things, the reason why it was difficult for my parents to make it to my games ( my games were at 4 pm, while my brothers were at 6pm… My parents were still at work when my games started).

I feel because I know who I am ( well sort of I’m still working on it, but I’m getting there), and because I’m older (I suppose)  I can see things differently… I have a new point of view.

I feel like I just had and MTVs Diary moment; “You think you know, but you have no idea… This is the Diary of Emily.”

Well that’s it for tonight… I know I know my thoughts are all over the place… To bad deal with it!

Lova Ya from the Moon and Back,
Emily ( I say everyone shall watch I Am Cait… You won’t regret it)

Happy Birthday Titz!!

Today’s my aunts birthday… For those of you that don’t know my aunt passed away a couple of months ago. So in honor of her memory I wanted to write about her and some of the funny stuff we used to do.

One of our favorite things to do was go to this buffet, called rainbows, on Wednesday because it was CRAB LEG DAY!!! When I tell you we went in on those crab legs…WE. WENT. IN! The second they would bring out fresh crab legs my aunt would be like “Mimi GO!” We had this down to a science! Even if we still had food, one of us would still get up and bring a plate full to the point of toppling over! We even started to recruit a couple of my friends so we would have more hands to bring more plates of Crab Legs. I was afraid that one day they would have a picture of us in the front banning us forever!

Another thing we loved to do was watch this show called Man vs Wild on animal planet! It was the funniest show ever! This Australian guy would go out in the wild and teach us regular people how to survive in different climates and all that good stuff. You know just in case you wander off into the desert or Amazon or whatever. It was some helpful stuff. In one episode the guy was looking for edible berries and her bends down picks up this little pebble looking thing smells it and then takes a nibble out of it. This dude looks right into the camera (with his thick Australian accent) and says “Animal Poo.” Me and Titz could not stop laughing this mofo just ate some random animals shit. It was the funniest thing we’ve ever seen. From that day on we would randomly call each other and just say Animal Poo with our horrible Australian accents!
Man my aunt was my freaking partner in crime. When I was in high school my parents had a strict 10pm curfew for me; it didn’t matter of it was a school night or not… My ass had to be home a 10. Obviously then I thought that they were being inconsiderate, mean, way to strict, ruining my life… You know all those melodramatic teenage girl things. Of course now I understand where my parents were coming from. Shit is crazy out there especially for a 14-18 year old. Yeah my curfew didn’t end until I moved to Connecticut for school. Any way at that age you don’t care about any of the stuff your parents are telling you. So every once and a while I would sleepover my aunts house and she would let me stay out till midnight and for a 17/18 year old ,that was on lockdown, ( I’m locked up they won’t let me out… They won’t let me out) that was GOLD!!!
My favorite thing about my aunt though was that she was always there for me when ever I needed her. There were times where I needed to talk to someone and she would be there to listen no matter how stupid or what stupid thing I did, she was always there. No matter what she would drop everything for me, and that’s what I missed the most. Just knowing that she always had my back. Like times when I would be upset she would call me and be like “Mimi, come pick me up you little bitch, so we can go to the Coach House and make fun of people.” Coach House is a diner that she was obsessed with because of the salad bar.
My aunt was and still is one of the loudest, sarcastic, funniest, amazeballz person I’ve ever know!
I Love You from the Heavens and back,
Mimi ( I know your probably looking down at me right know making fun of my yellow hair… I still love you!!! And I miss you!)

A Letter For Momma!!!

I know that yesterday was Mother’s Day , but mum just think of this as another part of your gift. I hope you liked your gift and the extremely thoughtful card your son-in-law (Derek Jeter) and I got for you. Before I go any further I want you to know that I love you soooooooooooo much. I know I probably don’t say it enough, and I’m sorry for that.
So Growing up I’ve been ask several times; who do you want to be when you grow up? , what do you want to do when you grow up?, who do you look up to? or even who is your hero? As I got older my answers always changed, it would range from; a singer to a doctor, make people laugh to helping others, the Spice Girls to Jane Austen, and Derek Jeter to well Derek Jeter(sorry I just really love him). But if I was asked those questions now I would have very different answers. I want to say it’s because I’m older now and I feel I better understand myself and the world around me, but if I’m being honest the following answers to these questions have always been there, I just never realized it before.
Who do you want to be when you grow up?
I want to be someone that my mother will be proud of. I want her to be proud of the person I’ve become, and that everyday I try to be better than the day before, and that she can trust everything she’s taught me has made me who I am today. Mom I know that I’ve done things to disappoint you and I might do things that you don’t approve of, but I want you to know that when I grow up ( because I still see myself as a kid even though I’m 25) I hope to be just half of the person you are… Because just being half of the most amazing, caring, understanding and beautiful person, is more than enough for me.
What do you want to do when you grow up?
I can finally say I want to be a writer. The person I can thank is of course my mom. She has told me for as long as I can remember that even when I was a wee little lad I was bringing home the most amazing stories, that I wrote. I’m sure they weren’t as good as she says they were, but that’s the thing she’s my mum and she has always supported me and continues to support me in every random thought or idea that comes to mind. Mom I just want to say thank you for always being there for me and telling me that I can do anything I set my mind to. I appreciate you more than you know.
Who do you look up to?
That’s an easy one… My mother. When I was a sophomore(I think I don’t really remember) in high school, my mom was diagnosed with kidney disease. She’s been through so much, like having to do dialysis for years, finally getting a kidney transplant for that kidney to stop working, going back on the transplant list, and finally getting another kidney transplant. Through it all, which I know she was in pain and tired, she always made sure my brother and I never really knew the full extent of what she went through… Just because she didn’t want us to worry. She always puts her families needs before her own and that’s something to admire.
Who is your hero?
My mother.
Mom I know when I was growing up we didn’t always see eye to eye, but I can honestly say that you are my best friend. I love the dynamic of our friendship and I love that we can talk about anything. Your amazing… Your an inspiration… I appreciate you. I love you and I hope I become a wonderful person and mother like you some day.

I Love You Mom from all the Moons in the Universe and Back,

Ps. Check out the card I got my mum… I’m super creative… lol