....and things like this that never fail to make me smile. And be thankful for the togetherness of people, especially in times like this.
Happy Thanksgiving ya'll!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sometimes, I just love people....
The following is SO something Chicago or Chels or I would do; and it just made me smile.
dancing with strangers from katie sokoler on Vimeo.
dancing with strangers from katie sokoler on Vimeo.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Put your tiny hand in mine.
It is a known fact amongst me and mine that I'm a sucker for a good theme. Party, movie night.....week of Lifetime Movie Network. Like when they have Going to the Chapel Sunday or Political Intrigue Week around 4th of July. Prepare yourselves children, cause this week's gonna be one for the record books.
A entire week of Made for TV miniseries. The promo said "Because TV movies used to be so awesome that they wouldn't fit in only two hours." I knew where this was going. I hoped and prayed that this was going there. And lo, the television gods did smile down in their omnipotence and grant their lowliest of servants a gift.
O.M.F.G!
You feel dirty and bad and dirty just watching it. And yet, you watch it again. Some more. Contemplate several life choices:
1. Moving to the wilds of Australia and opening a sheep station named after an obscure Irish town.
2. Becoming Catholic.
3. Investing in hot rollers, AquaNet, and a filmy dusty rose (tm) dress.
I could try to explain to you what it's like watching this for the first time. I once attempted to explain the awesome of this masterpiece to someone and apparently it comes off as the pitch for either an episode of Law and Order: SVU or Dateline's To Catch a Predator. You truly have to see it to believe. If you are a reader of the romance novel (not that I am or anything. Shut up!) think back to the first time you read Johanna Lindsey or Nora Roberts or (egads!) Bertrice Small. It's sort of like that. Except everyone's very pretty and Catholic and it's very brown and lots of people die. Just trust me. TiVo this, grab manymany hours worth of snack, and settle in for the fantastic epic journey on which you are about to embark.
He's her lobster. She's his heartsong. They are each other's emperor penguins.
(And while you are watching, try not to think about the fact that Richard Chamberlain would rather schtupp Luke than Meggie. But since I said that that's probably ALL you'll think about.)
Wait, this will clear your mind.......
Ahh. That's better.....
A entire week of Made for TV miniseries. The promo said "Because TV movies used to be so awesome that they wouldn't fit in only two hours." I knew where this was going. I hoped and prayed that this was going there. And lo, the television gods did smile down in their omnipotence and grant their lowliest of servants a gift.
O.M.F.G!
You feel dirty and bad and dirty just watching it. And yet, you watch it again. Some more. Contemplate several life choices:
1. Moving to the wilds of Australia and opening a sheep station named after an obscure Irish town.
2. Becoming Catholic.
3. Investing in hot rollers, AquaNet, and a filmy dusty rose (tm) dress.
I could try to explain to you what it's like watching this for the first time. I once attempted to explain the awesome of this masterpiece to someone and apparently it comes off as the pitch for either an episode of Law and Order: SVU or Dateline's To Catch a Predator. You truly have to see it to believe. If you are a reader of the romance novel (not that I am or anything. Shut up!) think back to the first time you read Johanna Lindsey or Nora Roberts or (egads!) Bertrice Small. It's sort of like that. Except everyone's very pretty and Catholic and it's very brown and lots of people die. Just trust me. TiVo this, grab manymany hours worth of snack, and settle in for the fantastic epic journey on which you are about to embark.
He's her lobster. She's his heartsong. They are each other's emperor penguins.
(And while you are watching, try not to think about the fact that Richard Chamberlain would rather schtupp Luke than Meggie. But since I said that that's probably ALL you'll think about.)
Wait, this will clear your mind.......
Ahh. That's better.....
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
"This. Must. Be. POP!"
Why did IDKmyBFFJake and I watch *nsync videos on youtube, you ask?
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Besides that.....
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Besides that.....
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Because it followed a deep philosophical discussions of the various merits of that illustrious music group and their millennium era rivals, The Backstreet Boys.
We are disturbed.
We also laughed so hard at something positively insane that the Parliament smoking, muumuu wearing waitress at 15th Street Diner gave us the crazy eye. Maybe it's time to tone down the post-test festivities juuuuuust a bit. Or maybe not.
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Aaaaaaand that *damn*
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Aaaaaaand that *damn*
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Because it followed a deep philosophical discussions of the various merits of that illustrious music group and their millennium era rivals, The Backstreet Boys.
We are disturbed.
We also laughed so hard at something positively insane that the Parliament smoking, muumuu wearing waitress at 15th Street Diner gave us the crazy eye. Maybe it's time to tone down the post-test festivities juuuuuust a bit. Or maybe not.
My life is so odd.
The word verification thing-y for a comment over at The Other Molly's blog was "grana." What an excellent thing to call a grandmother. Me likey. It'll never be as good as when Jack-Jack wants something and intones "Myyyyy GiiiiGiiiii....."
Why do these things register with me? Especially when I should be studying for my test that's in an hour.
*head desk*
*head desk*
Pray for my continued position on this side of sanity....barely.
Still to do:
Take Edu. Psych. Test *thumbs optimistic*
Fix the broken brake light on my car. *thumbs down*
Pack for the beach. *thumbs up*
Go to bank. *thumbs way down-I is broke.*
Catch up on TiVo. *thumbs way up*
Decide what books to read over break. *thumb neutral--It's such a hard decision.*
Beat Auburn.
Solve world hunger.
Paint my nails.
Still to do:
Take Edu. Psych. Test *thumbs optimistic*
Fix the broken brake light on my car. *thumbs down*
Pack for the beach. *thumbs up*
Go to bank. *thumbs way down-I is broke.*
Catch up on TiVo. *thumbs way up*
Decide what books to read over break. *thumb neutral--It's such a hard decision.*
Beat Auburn.
Solve world hunger.
Paint my nails.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Out of the mouths of babes
A conversation at the Krispy Kreme:
Daddy leaves the table for more yummi-ness.
Jack-Jack: *leans in conspiratorially* My Gigi.....
Mom: What is it, Jack?
Jack-Jack: Sometimes......my Pop.....he says "Shoot." *shakes head*
If you only knew Jack-Jack. If, you only knew.
Author's Note: I'm guessing that the original revelation of Shoot-Gate made use of a certain other 4-letter word; and my brother found it necessary to inform the nephew that Pop was really saying "shoot."
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