Last night because I am a nerd who takes a really long time to get ready for work in the morning, I was picking out my outfit for the next day and forcing Mr. E to give me opinions and he dropped the bomb that he's never really liked twin sets that much.
Yes, you read that correctly. The man does not like twin sets.
What is this heresy!? How can I be married to this person? I know, I am as horrified as you. Although at first, I was too stunned even to speak. Well, not really, as that has never happened to me, but you know what I mean. I felt as though the very foundations of my world had been shaken! As if this person who said they would love and honor me forever blah blah blah was in fact a total stranger to me! It was horrifying! I don't know that our relationship can ever fully recover. I told him that where I come from that not liking twin sets was like not liking baseball and apple pie and he might as well say that he hates his MOM and he should just go back to RUSSIA with the other Communists. There is now a gulf between us the likes of which has never been there before, even that time I kissed my brother's friend in the bathroom on New Year's accidentally.
Needless to say, today I am wearing a twin set.
Monday, February 28, 2005
Thursday, February 24, 2005
I wonder if that's why they called him Dick?
Last night Mr. E did this whole routine with a certain body part where he pretended it was Richard Nixon. It was kind of traumatic, to be honest. Although probably no more traumatic than it was for him to watch me try to work out to Carmen Electra's Robot I Mean Aerobic Striptease. Mr. E pointed out that if my body were 85% plastic then maybe I would too have a certain dead (stoned) look in my eyes. Whatever. I doubt I burned off the calories in a stick of carefree gum.
Monday, February 21, 2005
And who says nothing happens in Nebraska?
I've been noticing lately in my conversations with friends and family that when they ask me what's going on, I have absolutely NOTHING to say. I hope this is a commentary on February in Nebraska, and not on me, but I don't know. Maybe if I think hard enough, I can think of some things that are in fact going on, besides the fact that I am sick of winter and I pretending its over by ordering halter tops from J Crew. Which I will be able to wear in like, August.
So,in no particular order, what is going on with me:
First of all, I saw Hitch with Mr. E and I now have a huge crush on Eva Mendes, or more specifically, her saucy booty!
It's staying light now much much much later. Which means my only excuse for not running is that my Walkman is broken, and my new one hasn't arrived in the mail yet.
I bought the shoes of my dreams this weekend, and I am wearing them RIGHT NOW. Pics to come shortly. Mr. E thinks they are the ugliest things he's ever seen. I will just say that they are very Marissa from the OC and I have already received four compliments on them!!!
I went for an hour bike ride on Sunday even though I hate bike riding and I can't help but notice that my pants are indeed getting smaller.
I am making Thai Chicken Salad with Chili Lime Dressing for dinner. Yummers.
Mr. E has not gotten a hair cut in like, 3 months and he looks like a dirty bum. Of course I love him anyway.
I declared my hatred for the puppy this weekend. What kind of a person hates a puppy?! A bad mean person like me. Now I miss her and I think I might actually kind of love her.
I read that book "Prep" in one sitting and I can't stop thinking about it. It really annoyed the crap out of me and MOVED me at the same time.
We ran out of soap this morning in the shower. Which means that Mr. E is probably hairy AND stinky.
We are still on the job hunt to try to get out of here. Every time anyone asks me about it I start to cry.
Those people on the PBS reality show where they try to be pioneers are pissing me off. I so think I could kick their fake pioneer asses. Shut up and bake some damn bread or whatever you pansy ass pioneers!
And in final news, we did not have president's day off. It's one of the days we have to work so we can take four days off over christmas. Since I didn't work president's day last year, I didn't get to take it off this year for Christmas. And since I won't be here for Christmas next year, I won't get this year's day back. Somehow this seems unfair.
Also, if anyone knows where I can get that super cute green skirt at J Crew on sale for like, not $88 dollars, let me know.
Thanks!
So,in no particular order, what is going on with me:
First of all, I saw Hitch with Mr. E and I now have a huge crush on Eva Mendes, or more specifically, her saucy booty!
It's staying light now much much much later. Which means my only excuse for not running is that my Walkman is broken, and my new one hasn't arrived in the mail yet.
I bought the shoes of my dreams this weekend, and I am wearing them RIGHT NOW. Pics to come shortly. Mr. E thinks they are the ugliest things he's ever seen. I will just say that they are very Marissa from the OC and I have already received four compliments on them!!!
I went for an hour bike ride on Sunday even though I hate bike riding and I can't help but notice that my pants are indeed getting smaller.
I am making Thai Chicken Salad with Chili Lime Dressing for dinner. Yummers.
Mr. E has not gotten a hair cut in like, 3 months and he looks like a dirty bum. Of course I love him anyway.
I declared my hatred for the puppy this weekend. What kind of a person hates a puppy?! A bad mean person like me. Now I miss her and I think I might actually kind of love her.
I read that book "Prep" in one sitting and I can't stop thinking about it. It really annoyed the crap out of me and MOVED me at the same time.
We ran out of soap this morning in the shower. Which means that Mr. E is probably hairy AND stinky.
We are still on the job hunt to try to get out of here. Every time anyone asks me about it I start to cry.
Those people on the PBS reality show where they try to be pioneers are pissing me off. I so think I could kick their fake pioneer asses. Shut up and bake some damn bread or whatever you pansy ass pioneers!
And in final news, we did not have president's day off. It's one of the days we have to work so we can take four days off over christmas. Since I didn't work president's day last year, I didn't get to take it off this year for Christmas. And since I won't be here for Christmas next year, I won't get this year's day back. Somehow this seems unfair.
Also, if anyone knows where I can get that super cute green skirt at J Crew on sale for like, not $88 dollars, let me know.
Thanks!
Friday, February 18, 2005
And you didn't even ask...
100 Things About Me
1. I bite my fingernails
2. I'm married
3. I have a puppy and a cat
4. I love dark chocolate but won't bother with milk or white chocolate
5. My favorite tv show of all time was Buffy, followed closely by My So Called Life.
6. I love to shop, especially for shoes.
7. Consequently I spend way too much money.
8. The only thing I love more than shopping is getting a bargain while shopping.
9. I also love to cook.
10. My absolute number one favorite thing to do is read.
11. One of my favorite books of all time is called Youth In Revolt.
12. I absolutely cannot stand Friends reruns, Elton John, or Mitch Albom.
13. Oprah gets on my nerves.
14. I love to watch bad soap operas when I am home sick, especially Days of Our Lives, which I have watched off and on since I was in 5th grade and my nanny got me hooked.
15. I went to Catholic school till I went to college.
16. But I was raised Episcopalian.
17. Consequently I don't believe in God.
18. I haven't talked to my dad for over three years when he called to tell me my grandmother had died.
19. Sometimes I really miss him.
20. But I know it's not my fault he's not a good parent.
21. My husband is a paleolimnologist.
22. That means he studies mud.
23. I don't really "do" anything, but I pretend to be an assistant.
24. Whatever I end up doing, I want it to be with books.
25. I also love to read magazines, and cookbooks.
26. I wish I had a record player.
27. I am nervous to have kids. But I think I probably will.
28. I freaking love Madonna.
29. I am very short, but not abnormally so.
30. My little sister has Down Syndrome.
31. I really hate it when people use the word retard or retarded.
32. Picky eaters irritate the crap out me.
33. I am really really anal when it comes to my house being clean.
34. I love summer so much I want to live somewhere where it is never cold. I don't understand why anyone would want to be cold, ever.
35. I learned to read french before I learned to read English. I don't remember any French now.
36. Sometimes I get overwhelmed by how much I hate Radiohead.
37. I love to make stuff, like quilts, but I'm impatient, so most of the time my projects turn out sort of half assed.
38. I am named after my grandmother, and I really miss her, and that's one of the reasons I didn't change my name when I got married. The other reasons were 1. sexism and 2. spelling
39. Some of my ancestors came over on the Mayflower.
40. I am also related to Benedict Arnold.
41. My favorite flowers are dahlias. I want to try to grow them this summer.
42. I met my best friend in fifth grade gym. She is my ROCK. We are like halves of one person. It's scary. I love that girl so much it's kind of crazy.
43. My favorite name in the whole world is Charlotte. Mr. E hates that name. But I am slowly wearing him down.
44. I love foot massages but other than that I don't really like to be touched.
45. I only really like it when my mom gives me hugs - otherwise, hands off.
46. I have endometriosis, it completely sucks.
47. I've been a Red Sox fan since I was eight.
48. I grew up in Portland, Oregon.
49. Therefore I am also a Trailblazers fan, and always will be, even if the whole team is in jail.
50. I adore the NBA.
51. I love history, documentaries, and voice overs.
52. It think it's awesome when someone talks big and then delivers. But when someone talks up their shit and then doesn't deliver, it breaks my heart.
53. My dog looks a little bit like a pig. I think it's cool.
54. I am trying to get back into running. When I was younger, I ran all the time.
55. I don't have my drivers license. Because I am lazy and driving makes me nervous.
56. Sometimes I wish I lived in the south because their food is just so damn good.
57. The statue of liberty is my favorite thing in New York. I was born there.
58. I don't like living in Lincoln Nebraska but most of the time I don't really realize I actually live here.
59. I love tequila and cheap beer.
60. Therefore I think I will have an awesome time in Mexico this year for spring break.
61. I have recently developed a thing for whiskey as well.
62. When I was younger I used to pretend I was one of the Russian princesses killed in the revolution (specifically, Tatiana).
63. When I got married, I wore a tiara.
64 . And yes, I'm kind of a princess.
65. And no, I don't think that's a bad thing.
66. And yes, my husband calls me Princess Nebraska. But he also calls me beotch, so I think it evens out.
67. I believe John Travolta to be gay.
68. Dawson's Creek is one of my favorite guilty pleasures.
69. I also love Pistachio pudding.
70. I believe Twizzlers, cauliflour, and cilantro are satan's minions here on earth.
71. I don't understand why people like Ashley Fucking Simpson. At all.
72. Sometimes i feel old and it scares me.
73. I say what' s on my mind. Sometimes that gets me in trouble.
74. I love romantic comedies.
75. The five men on my "allowed because they are celebrities and hot" list are:
Timothy Hutton, Young Indy/Todd Sparrow from the Color Green, pre bloat/pre lameass Vince Vaughn, Michael Madsen, and Tre Cool from Green Day. Hee.
76. I always put the same songs on mix cd's.
77. I listen to country music on the radio even though I know it's terrible.
78. I say "f-er" all the time, instead of fucker.
79. If would gladly eat subway sandwiches and sushi for the rest of my life.
80. Right now I'm going through a pink phase. I do that a lot.
81. Even though all my clothes are gray or black.
82. I'm a big fan of German engineering.
83. I have a fish phobia.
84. I also don't like sharks, or whales, or dolphins.
85. I believe in sending thank you notes.
86. I love books that make me cry and make me laugh.
87. I am crazy about Pauly Shore.
88. I can't help it.
89. Also, when I see people get hurt on tv, it makes me laugh.
90. Therefore, I am a bad person.
91. I have a jacket fetish. Which pales in comparison to my husband's jacket fetish.
92. I still sleep with my baby blanket. And no, my husband does not care, and no, I'm not going to keep it in my bedside table, and no, I'm not going to cut a tiny piece of out of it and throw the rest away.
93. I love bubble gum.
94. I have cow manure in my blood.
95. I think pets should always be mutts or strays.
96. I'm pro choice, and always will be. And I vote.
97. I'm also a hard core Democrat. And I'm proud!
98. I believe if you're an american, you should have the same rights as all other americans. If you don't, well, then, this isn't really america anymore, is it?
99. When I'm in love, I feel like I'm gonna barf.
100. Even though he's pissing me off right now, I love my husband more than anything in the world.
1. I bite my fingernails
2. I'm married
3. I have a puppy and a cat
4. I love dark chocolate but won't bother with milk or white chocolate
5. My favorite tv show of all time was Buffy, followed closely by My So Called Life.
6. I love to shop, especially for shoes.
7. Consequently I spend way too much money.
8. The only thing I love more than shopping is getting a bargain while shopping.
9. I also love to cook.
10. My absolute number one favorite thing to do is read.
11. One of my favorite books of all time is called Youth In Revolt.
12. I absolutely cannot stand Friends reruns, Elton John, or Mitch Albom.
13. Oprah gets on my nerves.
14. I love to watch bad soap operas when I am home sick, especially Days of Our Lives, which I have watched off and on since I was in 5th grade and my nanny got me hooked.
15. I went to Catholic school till I went to college.
16. But I was raised Episcopalian.
17. Consequently I don't believe in God.
18. I haven't talked to my dad for over three years when he called to tell me my grandmother had died.
19. Sometimes I really miss him.
20. But I know it's not my fault he's not a good parent.
21. My husband is a paleolimnologist.
22. That means he studies mud.
23. I don't really "do" anything, but I pretend to be an assistant.
24. Whatever I end up doing, I want it to be with books.
25. I also love to read magazines, and cookbooks.
26. I wish I had a record player.
27. I am nervous to have kids. But I think I probably will.
28. I freaking love Madonna.
29. I am very short, but not abnormally so.
30. My little sister has Down Syndrome.
31. I really hate it when people use the word retard or retarded.
32. Picky eaters irritate the crap out me.
33. I am really really anal when it comes to my house being clean.
34. I love summer so much I want to live somewhere where it is never cold. I don't understand why anyone would want to be cold, ever.
35. I learned to read french before I learned to read English. I don't remember any French now.
36. Sometimes I get overwhelmed by how much I hate Radiohead.
37. I love to make stuff, like quilts, but I'm impatient, so most of the time my projects turn out sort of half assed.
38. I am named after my grandmother, and I really miss her, and that's one of the reasons I didn't change my name when I got married. The other reasons were 1. sexism and 2. spelling
39. Some of my ancestors came over on the Mayflower.
40. I am also related to Benedict Arnold.
41. My favorite flowers are dahlias. I want to try to grow them this summer.
42. I met my best friend in fifth grade gym. She is my ROCK. We are like halves of one person. It's scary. I love that girl so much it's kind of crazy.
43. My favorite name in the whole world is Charlotte. Mr. E hates that name. But I am slowly wearing him down.
44. I love foot massages but other than that I don't really like to be touched.
45. I only really like it when my mom gives me hugs - otherwise, hands off.
46. I have endometriosis, it completely sucks.
47. I've been a Red Sox fan since I was eight.
48. I grew up in Portland, Oregon.
49. Therefore I am also a Trailblazers fan, and always will be, even if the whole team is in jail.
50. I adore the NBA.
51. I love history, documentaries, and voice overs.
52. It think it's awesome when someone talks big and then delivers. But when someone talks up their shit and then doesn't deliver, it breaks my heart.
53. My dog looks a little bit like a pig. I think it's cool.
54. I am trying to get back into running. When I was younger, I ran all the time.
55. I don't have my drivers license. Because I am lazy and driving makes me nervous.
56. Sometimes I wish I lived in the south because their food is just so damn good.
57. The statue of liberty is my favorite thing in New York. I was born there.
58. I don't like living in Lincoln Nebraska but most of the time I don't really realize I actually live here.
59. I love tequila and cheap beer.
60. Therefore I think I will have an awesome time in Mexico this year for spring break.
61. I have recently developed a thing for whiskey as well.
62. When I was younger I used to pretend I was one of the Russian princesses killed in the revolution (specifically, Tatiana).
63. When I got married, I wore a tiara.
64 . And yes, I'm kind of a princess.
65. And no, I don't think that's a bad thing.
66. And yes, my husband calls me Princess Nebraska. But he also calls me beotch, so I think it evens out.
67. I believe John Travolta to be gay.
68. Dawson's Creek is one of my favorite guilty pleasures.
69. I also love Pistachio pudding.
70. I believe Twizzlers, cauliflour, and cilantro are satan's minions here on earth.
71. I don't understand why people like Ashley Fucking Simpson. At all.
72. Sometimes i feel old and it scares me.
73. I say what' s on my mind. Sometimes that gets me in trouble.
74. I love romantic comedies.
75. The five men on my "allowed because they are celebrities and hot" list are:
Timothy Hutton, Young Indy/Todd Sparrow from the Color Green, pre bloat/pre lameass Vince Vaughn, Michael Madsen, and Tre Cool from Green Day. Hee.
76. I always put the same songs on mix cd's.
77. I listen to country music on the radio even though I know it's terrible.
78. I say "f-er" all the time, instead of fucker.
79. If would gladly eat subway sandwiches and sushi for the rest of my life.
80. Right now I'm going through a pink phase. I do that a lot.
81. Even though all my clothes are gray or black.
82. I'm a big fan of German engineering.
83. I have a fish phobia.
84. I also don't like sharks, or whales, or dolphins.
85. I believe in sending thank you notes.
86. I love books that make me cry and make me laugh.
87. I am crazy about Pauly Shore.
88. I can't help it.
89. Also, when I see people get hurt on tv, it makes me laugh.
90. Therefore, I am a bad person.
91. I have a jacket fetish. Which pales in comparison to my husband's jacket fetish.
92. I still sleep with my baby blanket. And no, my husband does not care, and no, I'm not going to keep it in my bedside table, and no, I'm not going to cut a tiny piece of out of it and throw the rest away.
93. I love bubble gum.
94. I have cow manure in my blood.
95. I think pets should always be mutts or strays.
96. I'm pro choice, and always will be. And I vote.
97. I'm also a hard core Democrat. And I'm proud!
98. I believe if you're an american, you should have the same rights as all other americans. If you don't, well, then, this isn't really america anymore, is it?
99. When I'm in love, I feel like I'm gonna barf.
100. Even though he's pissing me off right now, I love my husband more than anything in the world.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
BEEFY
Am I the only one that sees the horrifying juxtaposition between this hamburger - which is currently on an actual menu here in Nebraska, and this recent headline on CNN:
"Massive cow manure mound burns for third month" ???
"Massive cow manure mound burns for third month" ???
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Does anyone really care about the weather in Nebraska?
I didn't think so. Therefore I will now talk about things of more general interest. Such as the fact that I am having people over for dinner this weekend. One of whom does not eat anything but chicken, and the other who is allergic to chicken. For christ's sake people! How can you be this picky and have made to the age of 28? Although i realize that being allergic is not the same as being picky, it is still annoying to me, and therefore is super uncool anyway. So ha! My children will not be allowed to be picky or be allergic to anything. I have just ensured having five children all who will eat nothing but Cheerios and Pez. Awesome.
In other news, today in my office I entered an alternate universe where everyone around me loved Elton John, Billy Joel, and Riverdance. Mr. E suggested they might also enjoy some dinner theater, or dinner theater on a boat. I suggested we all meet in the parking lot in our cameros. After that suggestion they all gave me funny looks. Luckily I had to leave at five. Otherwise I am sure someone would have started playing the number one worst song of all time (jack and diane) and clapping along.
The only other thing I have to say is that I am saving up for a mini Ipod and I can't decide if I should just save up another $50 and get the regular IPOD or if maybe I really even want a mini more. Also I am now going to make a belt out of soda can tabs and if it turns out I will post some pics.
Jealous? I thought so. FYI it takes a really long time to save up that many soda can tabs, and also it hurts your fingers a lot to pry them off so I don't recommend it.
In other news, today in my office I entered an alternate universe where everyone around me loved Elton John, Billy Joel, and Riverdance. Mr. E suggested they might also enjoy some dinner theater, or dinner theater on a boat. I suggested we all meet in the parking lot in our cameros. After that suggestion they all gave me funny looks. Luckily I had to leave at five. Otherwise I am sure someone would have started playing the number one worst song of all time (jack and diane) and clapping along.
The only other thing I have to say is that I am saving up for a mini Ipod and I can't decide if I should just save up another $50 and get the regular IPOD or if maybe I really even want a mini more. Also I am now going to make a belt out of soda can tabs and if it turns out I will post some pics.
Jealous? I thought so. FYI it takes a really long time to save up that many soda can tabs, and also it hurts your fingers a lot to pry them off so I don't recommend it.
Monday, February 14, 2005
Kissy Face
Last night as I was taking a bath I asked Mr. E if he ever played Kissy Face when he was little. Where you run around and chase boys and yell "kissy face" while trying to catch them so you can kiss them. Apparently not everyone was as, uh, predatory as the girls in my second grade class, as he had no idea what I was talking about. As he had never heard of it, and I think he was kind of scared actually. Maybe later on I will chase him around and try to kiss him. If he's lucky, that is.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Wish List
I started selling on Ebay again, the idea being that whatever money I make I can spend on myself, so maybe I'll stop spending the money for like, the car insurance, on super cute shoes or overpriced hair products. So I figured as a fascinating insight into my wondrous personality I would post all the things I gone to buy once I sell all my old crap on Ebay. It's kind of an interesting revolving door process, if you think about it.
Here it is, in order of preference:
1. Yellow J Crew Halter top
2. Vintage brown Frye campus boots
3. Express capris in white and pink
4. Ann Taylor loft capris in brown
5. American Eagle peasant shirt in pink
6. Express gray plaid capris
7. Pink scoopneck sweater from Garnet Hill
8. Pink flats from J Crew
9. Green trench coat
10. Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturing Gel
11. "How to Make love like a porn Star" from my Amazon wish list.
12. Some framed art or pictures
13. Mioculture wall tiles
14. Carpet tiles from Flor
15. Hollister jeans
16. Fabric from Equilter
17. Amy Butler patterns and fabric
18. Fancy wool and a knitting book
19. random crap from my drugstore.com wish list that is supposed to make my hair shiny and full of body and awesome, ie what it is not and will never be.
20. J Jill X back tank
21. Croc boots
22. Long sleeve white t shirts
23. Long sleeve white hoodie from Victoria's Secret
24. camel colored cardigan
25. Victoria's Secret Boucle turtleneck
26. camel colored flannel pants
27. Williams Sonoma Cookie sheets
28. Camera battery charger
Whew!
Here it is, in order of preference:
1. Yellow J Crew Halter top
2. Vintage brown Frye campus boots
3. Express capris in white and pink
4. Ann Taylor loft capris in brown
5. American Eagle peasant shirt in pink
6. Express gray plaid capris
7. Pink scoopneck sweater from Garnet Hill
8. Pink flats from J Crew
9. Green trench coat
10. Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturing Gel
11. "How to Make love like a porn Star" from my Amazon wish list.
12. Some framed art or pictures
13. Mioculture wall tiles
14. Carpet tiles from Flor
15. Hollister jeans
16. Fabric from Equilter
17. Amy Butler patterns and fabric
18. Fancy wool and a knitting book
19. random crap from my drugstore.com wish list that is supposed to make my hair shiny and full of body and awesome, ie what it is not and will never be.
20. J Jill X back tank
21. Croc boots
22. Long sleeve white t shirts
23. Long sleeve white hoodie from Victoria's Secret
24. camel colored cardigan
25. Victoria's Secret Boucle turtleneck
26. camel colored flannel pants
27. Williams Sonoma Cookie sheets
28. Camera battery charger
Whew!
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Make Lemonade
I was all set to get my workout today by running home from work. I had all my workout stuff and my running shoes and I even bought some mittens. But once again Nebraska conspired against me, and by 4:30 the state had been blanketed in snow. And it was one degree. One degree people! I was all set to do it anyway and then I saw how covered with snow everything was and thought about how much it would suck to fall on an icy patch and break my ankle and have people see and laugh. I was pretty pissed that the day had finally arrived that I actually wanted to get out there and move my ass and it has to be Blizzard 2005 out there.
But then I got home and realized that Mother Nature had handed me a gift in disguise. All that snow? Means a whole freaking lot of shoveling. So I spent my evening shoveling my way to a smaller ass. Waahoo! I feel quite resourceful, I must say. It's kind of hard to believe that in the midst of bitching and moaning about all the damn snow, I actually thought to myself "Hmmm. All this damn snow. I could SHOVEL it! That'd be exercise, wouldn't it?!" Like this was some kind of REVELATION or something, that snow could be shoveled, and by me! Crazy!
Also, I am super annoyed that Freddy and Kendra won the Amazing Race, and also kind of worried that I care so much.
But then I got home and realized that Mother Nature had handed me a gift in disguise. All that snow? Means a whole freaking lot of shoveling. So I spent my evening shoveling my way to a smaller ass. Waahoo! I feel quite resourceful, I must say. It's kind of hard to believe that in the midst of bitching and moaning about all the damn snow, I actually thought to myself "Hmmm. All this damn snow. I could SHOVEL it! That'd be exercise, wouldn't it?!" Like this was some kind of REVELATION or something, that snow could be shoveled, and by me! Crazy!
Also, I am super annoyed that Freddy and Kendra won the Amazing Race, and also kind of worried that I care so much.
Monday, February 07, 2005
Sunday, February 06, 2005
A Movie I Actually did not actively hate, for once
Mr. E and I ventured out into the wilds of Lincoln this weekend to see Million Dollar Baby, since it finally was showing here and since there is nothing else to do and no other good movies out, unless you count that movie where Tara Reid plays a scientist, and while I will definetely be seeing that, preferably drunk off my ass, I would only consider it as a last and desperate measure. Like, next weekend or something, now that we've already seen the only good movie out.
I really really really liked Million Dollar Baby. I would say it was my favorite movie of the year, but I feel like that would cheapen it somehow. What I can say is that more than anything it made me miss my dad. I had to focus on my breathing when the movie was over to avoid crying like a baby in the bathroom line. I haven't felt so shaken by a movie in a long time. Maybe ever.
That damn Clint Eastwood does it me every time. Clint combined with the voice-over of sadness by Morgan Freeman just breaks my heart. And then you throw the whole dad thing in there and it just killed me.
So go see it! It's a laugh riot!
In other cheerier news, is anyone else SO excited for Beauty Shop starring Queen Latifah? I know I am! I totally have a girl crush on the Queen.
I really really really liked Million Dollar Baby. I would say it was my favorite movie of the year, but I feel like that would cheapen it somehow. What I can say is that more than anything it made me miss my dad. I had to focus on my breathing when the movie was over to avoid crying like a baby in the bathroom line. I haven't felt so shaken by a movie in a long time. Maybe ever.
That damn Clint Eastwood does it me every time. Clint combined with the voice-over of sadness by Morgan Freeman just breaks my heart. And then you throw the whole dad thing in there and it just killed me.
So go see it! It's a laugh riot!
In other cheerier news, is anyone else SO excited for Beauty Shop starring Queen Latifah? I know I am! I totally have a girl crush on the Queen.
Monday, January 31, 2005
When you care enough to send the very best
Ok, so last night, I watched the hallmark hall of fame. I've been looking forward to this for a long time, as I love not only Hallmark Hall of Fames themselves, but the awesome commercial breaks where they only show ads for Hallmark, and also this particular HHOF was the one where the girl that played Felicity had to marry some guy she had never met because she was pregnant. And I do so love Keri Russell and her lovely lovely Felicity Hair. She's one of those " I wish I was her so I kind of have a crush on her" girls. And of course I cried three times during the commercials, and in between crying and watching Felicity I told Erik all about how back in the day my best friend Sara and I would watch Hallmark Hall of Fames, and we loved the commercials more than anything. I don't even remember any of the movies we watched, I only remember the commercials. I wish I could go back and watch the ones from the eighties but I've looked for them online and I can't find them. One time my mom watched it with us and during some commercial where a girl got married and her best friend gave her a card, my mom was all "this makes me think of two girls ten years from now" and we looked at her like the complete freak that she was and we were totally embarrassed and freaked out and of course ten years later we both totally got married and gave each cards, so I will say that those people at Hallmark and my mom both totally know their shit. Anyway, the first commercial last night was about this card that this girl got from her best friend on her birthday, and I totally cried, and Mr. E just LOOKED at me and was like "OH MY GOD I cannot imagine you AND Sara watching this together." It ruled.
The other fun part of the night was when I was talking out loud and I realized how freaky it was that I never start getting my period at night, only in the morning, and Mr. E told me it was because of the tides and the moon and cycles and other stuff that people and scientists totally do not get. And it kind of freaked me out, like, I don't believe in all that moon tides chanting at night listening to Stevie Nicks and being pagan or whatever shit, but dude, how else do YOU explain it?
The other fun part of the night was when I was talking out loud and I realized how freaky it was that I never start getting my period at night, only in the morning, and Mr. E told me it was because of the tides and the moon and cycles and other stuff that people and scientists totally do not get. And it kind of freaked me out, like, I don't believe in all that moon tides chanting at night listening to Stevie Nicks and being pagan or whatever shit, but dude, how else do YOU explain it?
Friday, January 28, 2005
Little Anne
Although there are many many many sad and traumatic dog movies, including Old Yeller, Sounder, and the Summer of the Monkeys, I 've always felt that Where the Red Fern Grows is the best. It is mad depressing. It was the first movie my mom ever rented me and my brother, like two days after my parents got a VCR, back in 1983 or whatever when they were first invented, and she turned it on and left the room. When she came back in the room my brother and I were sitting in the middle of the floor clutching each other (we were like 6 and 4) with tears streaming down our faces, just distraught, and we looked up at her like she was the worst woman in the world for renting such a thing. Which of course, she was.
Ever since then, the only dog I've ever wanted was a coonhound named Little Anne. Today Mr. E showed up at my office, out of the blue, holding a seven week puppy in his arms. There's not a lot of things cooler in the world than your super cutie husband showing up at work to surprise you with a super cute puppy. Maybe the only thing better than that is finding out that the puppy is half coonhound, and that her name is Little Anne. As in, she was already named that, by the humane society. Somehow it just seems meant to be, don't you think?
PS Gravey is not happy about this turn of events, from what I've heard.
Edited to say that actually, she didn't come with the name Little Anne, Mr. E gave it to her because it "just seemed right". I found that out later. I now refer to her as Pig Dog the majority of the time, because she looks just like a little pig. However, as my sister's name is also Anne, Pig Dog's official name is Annabelle. Or Little Anne. Or Pig Dog. Or Pee Factory.
Ever since then, the only dog I've ever wanted was a coonhound named Little Anne. Today Mr. E showed up at my office, out of the blue, holding a seven week puppy in his arms. There's not a lot of things cooler in the world than your super cutie husband showing up at work to surprise you with a super cute puppy. Maybe the only thing better than that is finding out that the puppy is half coonhound, and that her name is Little Anne. As in, she was already named that, by the humane society. Somehow it just seems meant to be, don't you think?
PS Gravey is not happy about this turn of events, from what I've heard.
Edited to say that actually, she didn't come with the name Little Anne, Mr. E gave it to her because it "just seemed right". I found that out later. I now refer to her as Pig Dog the majority of the time, because she looks just like a little pig. However, as my sister's name is also Anne, Pig Dog's official name is Annabelle. Or Little Anne. Or Pig Dog. Or Pee Factory.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Party with the Haitians
I have to say, January has been a super craptacular kind of month, so far anyway. Mainly because I just cannot get a good night's sleep, and work has been super stressful and I am pissed off about gaining weight and having to go running in sucky get dark early Lincoln Nebraska and my husband wants to get a dog which we totally cannot afford because he broke another muffler off the car and did you know that Jettas have two mufflers? Jesus, the man is like, a muffler killer, you would think he would be a little more careful with the car since it costs twice as much to replace the two stinking mufflers. But my point is that no matter how much things suck or how many jerks get inaugurated or how many people ignore all the other problems in the world to have stupid award shows for stupid movies about howard hughes, I can always always always get in a better mood, just by watching a. Try it, it totally works, I promise!
http://www.americanrhetoric.com/MovieSpeeches/moviespeechclueless.html
http://www.americanrhetoric.com/MovieSpeeches/moviespeechclueless.html
Monday, January 24, 2005
I must, I must, I must decrease my bust
My lovely rude and flat chested and therefore totally not sympathetic husband chanted that at me this morning on the way to work. After I started bitching about how I have lost 25 pounds and none of it came off of my boobs and I was sick of nothing ever fitting in the chest area, mainly cardigan sweaters. How can I fulfill my wasp fashion destiny if I can't wear cardigan sweaters?! It's so frustrating. I have another 20 pounds to go, according to me, and I am hoping it all comes off my chest. I've been back to counting points for about two weeks now and the scale isn't cooperating. No loss yet. Although Mr. E says I look thinner, which doesn't really help, thanks. I don't want to look thinner, I want to BE thinner. I know that makes more sense probably, but it makes sense to me. I'm giving it until V-(Valentines) Day, and if nothing happens by then, I'm going to have to try something else.
Friday, January 21, 2005
Gotta love the Fabulous
After receiving an urgent phone alert from my husband (I so married the right man!), I hightailed it over to yahoo movies and played the trailer for Miss Congeniality 2 - Armed and Fabulous. Woo hoo does this movie look crappy! I am SO there.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Oooh, we're halfway there.
Today, using some sketchy calculations involving my fingers, Excel, my cat's birthday, and Google, I realized that we have arrived at the halfway mark. Halfway between when we got here, and when we get to leave. Even though we have no idea where we're going, which is really fucking scary, to tell you the truth, I know we can't stay here. I just can't do it anymore.
It's not that lovely Lincoln, Nebraska is all that bad. It's not. It's just not where I want to be. I have discoved some things about it that are actually pretty cool...did you know that this is where Arbor Day was invented? Pretty cool to be able to plant a tree on Arbor Day right where it all got started. Ok, so I've had to sort of redefine what "cool" means of late, but that's kind of my point.
I am tired. Tired of the midwest, tired of cold, tired of Republicans. Tired of redefining. But mostly, I am tired of making the best of things. I don't want to have to scavenger hunt my way through a town and tell myself that things aren't as bad at they first seemed, that they do have good bbq and some Democrats, or that boring holidays that no one cares about were started here.
I am tired of trying to find something good in a place I don't like. I just want to be somewhere I like, and have the something good come easily.
Could someone in lovely Santa Monica, California please offer my husband a job? He's really good at, um, looking at mud? 'kay, great! Thanks!
It's not that lovely Lincoln, Nebraska is all that bad. It's not. It's just not where I want to be. I have discoved some things about it that are actually pretty cool...did you know that this is where Arbor Day was invented? Pretty cool to be able to plant a tree on Arbor Day right where it all got started. Ok, so I've had to sort of redefine what "cool" means of late, but that's kind of my point.
I am tired. Tired of the midwest, tired of cold, tired of Republicans. Tired of redefining. But mostly, I am tired of making the best of things. I don't want to have to scavenger hunt my way through a town and tell myself that things aren't as bad at they first seemed, that they do have good bbq and some Democrats, or that boring holidays that no one cares about were started here.
I am tired of trying to find something good in a place I don't like. I just want to be somewhere I like, and have the something good come easily.
Could someone in lovely Santa Monica, California please offer my husband a job? He's really good at, um, looking at mud? 'kay, great! Thanks!
Friday, January 14, 2005
Free meat filled buns, yeah!
There's this weird Nebraska fast food sandwich thing called a Runza. It's like loose meat baked in a roll. I don't know. It's not like I'm going to eat one, so I'm just going on what it looks like in the commercials. Apparently they sell them at Cornhuskers games instead of hot dogs. Freaky. The point is that I always hear these radio ads about how you can get a Runza for whatever temperature it is at 8 am that morning. This morning it was zero freaking degrees! Does that mean I would have gotten a free meat bun sandwich at 8 am? I certainly hope so.
Which brings me to my main point, which is that what better day than today, the day of zero freaking degrees, to finally commit and buy our airline tickets for our super lovely fabuloso spring vacation? The vacation where we will lie in the sun and think about how we are not in freezing ass meat bun land. Thanks to Orbitz and Mastercard two tickets to Cancun have been procured. Sweet! Due to my "I won't lie on a beach anywhere MTV has ever had a beach house" life rule, we'll actually be lying on the beach 40 miles away from Cancun in Playa del Carmen. If you're stalking me, that's where I'll be. And if MTV has had a beach house there, since I've had good cable, please don't tell me. And obviously I'll be needing a new bikini, which brings me to this, yo. I'm quite excited to rock the floral tropical print in Mexico.
http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/602-9858375-3654269?%5Fencoding=UTF8&asin=B0006MBXVW
And by the way, my only other life rule, as of right now, is that I don't watch Friends reruns, so if I'm coming over to visit your house, turn off the goddamn tv. Oh, and I don't watch Robin Williams movies, as he is my mortal enemy. Suck it, Patch Adams.
Which brings me to my main point, which is that what better day than today, the day of zero freaking degrees, to finally commit and buy our airline tickets for our super lovely fabuloso spring vacation? The vacation where we will lie in the sun and think about how we are not in freezing ass meat bun land. Thanks to Orbitz and Mastercard two tickets to Cancun have been procured. Sweet! Due to my "I won't lie on a beach anywhere MTV has ever had a beach house" life rule, we'll actually be lying on the beach 40 miles away from Cancun in Playa del Carmen. If you're stalking me, that's where I'll be. And if MTV has had a beach house there, since I've had good cable, please don't tell me. And obviously I'll be needing a new bikini, which brings me to this, yo. I'm quite excited to rock the floral tropical print in Mexico.
http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/602-9858375-3654269?%5Fencoding=UTF8&asin=B0006MBXVW
And by the way, my only other life rule, as of right now, is that I don't watch Friends reruns, so if I'm coming over to visit your house, turn off the goddamn tv. Oh, and I don't watch Robin Williams movies, as he is my mortal enemy. Suck it, Patch Adams.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Back on track
Well, I am back to counting points, excercising, drinking my stupid water, and not eating any old crap that I feel like shoving in my mouth. And I feel a lot better. It's a lot more work, and sometimes it's stressful, but it's nice to have a hopeful feeling again, instead of a guilty one. Last year I made my first weight loss goal at about this same time, and I made it, by September. So this I'm going to kick it up a notch. My official goal is to weight 120 pounds by July 15th. I have a deal with my friend SP and with Mr. E that I won't go below this, or below a size 6 in Gap jeans. I'm looking forward to buying my first pair of really overpriced beat up jeans at Hollister. And yes, I am 13 years old. Hey, I just really love their jeans, ok?
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