Showing posts with label fun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fun. Show all posts
Friday, November 7, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Jukebox Friday - Welcome to the house of fun
Ok, so that was only a partial entry. I promise there will be better songs in store when I get used to blogging and working. I'm a little rusty. And sleepy.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Chicago - One Great Day!
First and foremost, I can't believe how much FUN I had this Saturday in Chicago. I don't always take the time to detail out some of these visits, but now I shall. Be aware that this entry will be LONG, but fun-filled.
There were several negative factors that weighed in for the day that made for some concerned anticipation. Namely:
- The recent cold rainy days we were having
- Being around my 9 year old sister for longer than 20 minutes. (love her, but...)
- Feeding my 9 year old sister banana pudding for breakfast and then remembering I have to be with her for a period longer than 20 minutes.
- Missing the 810am Metra train (completely my fault) and navigating the entire way into downtown with no maps. Relying on my memory. The memory that failed to remind me what feeding my 9 year old sister sugar for breakfast can result in.
Whee.
Well, I navigated the crew properly into the parking garage (as chicagoans would call it the 'parkn gratch') and put us squarely in front of a mcdonalds in which to fuel my bubs with some breakfast. We think a bum took a dump in the stairwell and was getting yelled at by security. Triple gold points for me!
Knowing full well we arrived a clear 45 minutes before our tour guides anticipated us, I suggested we go on a riverwalk. Little girl being adorable in the big city:
So far, so GREAT! It was a gorgeous day for us to tackle Chicago, so I was very happy with our little walk.
We then promptly called our tour guide shop and hurried their little bums through their morning routine. Profuse apologies owed. Minus myself 4 points. We took a hasty visit out to their balcony quickly keeping an eye on all their sneaky kitties. Found all their cool action figures and geegaws which always entertain. I get served water in a Guiness glass. Bitchin. We boarded the MHP tour bus and she showed us THE 7TH FLOOR including some dude casting evil sweat glares from his treadmill in the exercise room. Iwanski gets snared by a spider web. I hate it when that happens.
Ok. We moved onward to THE CORN COBS!!!!! Through the tremendous generosity of JBuckW (funniest thing is that I can sometimes only think of him as "Buck" and he can only think of me as "Sfoofie". Apparently we are asking MHP all the time what our "real" names are!!!), we got to go up to the roof of the building. It was completely free, completely without lines, completely memorable, and totally thrilling! I grew up seeing these buildings all the time in Chicago, but never thought I would ever be running free up on the roof with family and friends. I like these three pictures I took -one from the outside, the other from the rooftop, and the final of my adorable MHP and I!
Although the visit was brief, I hope Buck knows how much this opportunity was appreciated. I can't believe someone so cool is tucked away into the corncobs!
We all then headed to Millenium Park. I've come to really like this area. I don't get bored from seeing 'The Bean', the acoustically perfect outdoor theater, the plants, or the Crown fountain. Us girlies kicked off our shoes and socks and even splashed around in the fountain waters. Here are my favorite pics from the park:
(note: at this point my dear sis is still being an ANGEL. It was fun to see her enjoy her first visit to a huge city!)
We decided on a visit to The Field Museum (since we were doing so well on time!). Along the way Iwanski entertains the crowd by yelling out "I LOVE PEANUT BUTTER" which had all of us in stitches - especially my younger siblings. I also got two of my FAVORITE pictures from the day headed over to the museum. First, you can see two skyscrapers reflected perfectly in the skyscraper across the street and a cute lamppost and flowers are tucked into the picture as well. I am pretty proud of the shot. Also there is lovable Iwanski fervently trying to seduce our bus into stopping.
At the Field Museum was the big red ball! We counted ourselves lucky to see it tucked right up against the Field Museum's columns.
We quickly divided into two camps at the museum: people willing to fork over a few dollars to see the weather exhibit (and, it should be noted, that they were EXCITED to see a weather exhibit) and the other camp being "haters of forking over extra dollars for a weather exhibit". The haters chose to see the awesome "Native Americas" exhibition and some relaxation time. (Hey, if I wanted to experience a tornado live, I'd head to Kansas sometime.) We then all toured the Egyptian and Animals exhibitions. The animals exhibition was COOL and GROSS and sometimes COOL BUT GROSS. I guess it was cool to do "The Bear":
Guess that's Iwanski's way of meditating for a good NFL season. Or else he wants to go crazy and live in Alaska like a bear like this guy.
We then decide to head to Wrigleyville and dinner. Things quickly went sour when we boarded the "free trolley" to only go about 2 minutes away. As we slowly become confined in the small back corner with no driver in sight, you can see the mental notes being made in the Iwanski brain: We could have been there by now. When did we get on? 8 minutes ago? Yeah, definitely could have gotten there by now. This is why Chicago really doesn't deserve the Olympics. I'm never taking this free trolley ever again. All seven of us will have to get out of this corner at the very next stop and inconvenience the eight people standing in the aisles. I hate inconveniencing people. Also: Iwanski don't tell stories on stairs. etc. We made a smart strategic move putting MHP and my mom next to each other. Those two can chat their ears off of one another and become oblivious to their surrounding environment. Until Journey begins to play, in which case they sing loudly and get in fits of giggles. Very much sisters:
The trolley finally did move and, yes, we inconvenienced the packed aisles by shoving our 7 asses (as Chicagoans would call them 'aces') out at the next stop. Our trip on the brown line over to the Belmont stop was another event filed under "Reasons Why Chicago Might Not Be The Best Choice For The Olympics." You see, for that day (and that day only. Oh. Hmmm. Maybe.), the brown line was running on an orange line rail. And then shuttles (?!?) were set up at the end to provide additional confusion to the party. Luckily we got off before the shuttle service began.
Our dinner at Mi Tierra was (in the annoying manner of Giuliana Rancic) A.MAZING.
We had margaritas, real queso fundido, and I tried a plate of 3 different A.MAZING. items. (guacamole taco, chicken tostada, pork tamale). We all laughed and us margarita girls giggled when the tequila hit our systems.
After dinner, we made our way over to Navy Pier. Yes, after this entire day of awesomeness, we still had energy for Navy Pier. Navy Pier was really cool - despite us hitting one of the only non-firework-weekends they have. We walked out to the point, headed back through the buildings and the stained glass exhibition SO COOL,btw), got the kids some souuuvenirs, and ended the night with ice cream. Actually, the night ended with getting our driver (bubs) some coffee from 7-11 to make the trip home.
None of us can believe we did all of this in a single day. Besides one heart-attack-inducing trip over Iwanski's foot at the station platform and a couple other sugar rushes, my little sister was very well behaved. I also took special pride in my navigation skills on the fly and enjoyed the gorgeous weather.
Overall, I had nothin to worry about. Especially because we hired the MHP & Iwanski tour firm....If anything they provide the comic relief in any cramped free trolley corner.
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FYI: You can find some of the coolest Chitownphotos here
There were several negative factors that weighed in for the day that made for some concerned anticipation. Namely:
- The recent cold rainy days we were having
- Being around my 9 year old sister for longer than 20 minutes. (love her, but...)
- Feeding my 9 year old sister banana pudding for breakfast and then remembering I have to be with her for a period longer than 20 minutes.
- Missing the 810am Metra train (completely my fault) and navigating the entire way into downtown with no maps. Relying on my memory. The memory that failed to remind me what feeding my 9 year old sister sugar for breakfast can result in.
Whee.
Well, I navigated the crew properly into the parking garage (as chicagoans would call it the 'parkn gratch') and put us squarely in front of a mcdonalds in which to fuel my bubs with some breakfast. We think a bum took a dump in the stairwell and was getting yelled at by security. Triple gold points for me!
Knowing full well we arrived a clear 45 minutes before our tour guides anticipated us, I suggested we go on a riverwalk. Little girl being adorable in the big city:
So far, so GREAT! It was a gorgeous day for us to tackle Chicago, so I was very happy with our little walk. We then promptly called our tour guide shop and hurried their little bums through their morning routine. Profuse apologies owed. Minus myself 4 points. We took a hasty visit out to their balcony quickly keeping an eye on all their sneaky kitties. Found all their cool action figures and geegaws which always entertain. I get served water in a Guiness glass. Bitchin. We boarded the MHP tour bus and she showed us THE 7TH FLOOR including some dude casting evil sweat glares from his treadmill in the exercise room. Iwanski gets snared by a spider web. I hate it when that happens.
Ok. We moved onward to THE CORN COBS!!!!! Through the tremendous generosity of JBuckW (funniest thing is that I can sometimes only think of him as "Buck" and he can only think of me as "Sfoofie". Apparently we are asking MHP all the time what our "real" names are!!!), we got to go up to the roof of the building. It was completely free, completely without lines, completely memorable, and totally thrilling! I grew up seeing these buildings all the time in Chicago, but never thought I would ever be running free up on the roof with family and friends. I like these three pictures I took -one from the outside, the other from the rooftop, and the final of my adorable MHP and I!
Although the visit was brief, I hope Buck knows how much this opportunity was appreciated. I can't believe someone so cool is tucked away into the corncobs!
We all then headed to Millenium Park. I've come to really like this area. I don't get bored from seeing 'The Bean', the acoustically perfect outdoor theater, the plants, or the Crown fountain. Us girlies kicked off our shoes and socks and even splashed around in the fountain waters. Here are my favorite pics from the park:
(note: at this point my dear sis is still being an ANGEL. It was fun to see her enjoy her first visit to a huge city!)
We decided on a visit to The Field Museum (since we were doing so well on time!). Along the way Iwanski entertains the crowd by yelling out "I LOVE PEANUT BUTTER" which had all of us in stitches - especially my younger siblings. I also got two of my FAVORITE pictures from the day headed over to the museum. First, you can see two skyscrapers reflected perfectly in the skyscraper across the street and a cute lamppost and flowers are tucked into the picture as well. I am pretty proud of the shot. Also there is lovable Iwanski fervently trying to seduce our bus into stopping.
At the Field Museum was the big red ball! We counted ourselves lucky to see it tucked right up against the Field Museum's columns.
We quickly divided into two camps at the museum: people willing to fork over a few dollars to see the weather exhibit (and, it should be noted, that they were EXCITED to see a weather exhibit) and the other camp being "haters of forking over extra dollars for a weather exhibit". The haters chose to see the awesome "Native Americas" exhibition and some relaxation time. (Hey, if I wanted to experience a tornado live, I'd head to Kansas sometime.) We then all toured the Egyptian and Animals exhibitions. The animals exhibition was COOL and GROSS and sometimes COOL BUT GROSS. I guess it was cool to do "The Bear":
Guess that's Iwanski's way of meditating for a good NFL season. Or else he wants to go crazy and live in Alaska like a bear like this guy. We then decide to head to Wrigleyville and dinner. Things quickly went sour when we boarded the "free trolley" to only go about 2 minutes away. As we slowly become confined in the small back corner with no driver in sight, you can see the mental notes being made in the Iwanski brain: We could have been there by now. When did we get on? 8 minutes ago? Yeah, definitely could have gotten there by now. This is why Chicago really doesn't deserve the Olympics. I'm never taking this free trolley ever again. All seven of us will have to get out of this corner at the very next stop and inconvenience the eight people standing in the aisles. I hate inconveniencing people. Also: Iwanski don't tell stories on stairs. etc. We made a smart strategic move putting MHP and my mom next to each other. Those two can chat their ears off of one another and become oblivious to their surrounding environment. Until Journey begins to play, in which case they sing loudly and get in fits of giggles. Very much sisters:
The trolley finally did move and, yes, we inconvenienced the packed aisles by shoving our 7 asses (as Chicagoans would call them 'aces') out at the next stop. Our trip on the brown line over to the Belmont stop was another event filed under "Reasons Why Chicago Might Not Be The Best Choice For The Olympics." You see, for that day (and that day only. Oh. Hmmm. Maybe.), the brown line was running on an orange line rail. And then shuttles (?!?) were set up at the end to provide additional confusion to the party. Luckily we got off before the shuttle service began.
Our dinner at Mi Tierra was (in the annoying manner of Giuliana Rancic) A.MAZING.
We had margaritas, real queso fundido, and I tried a plate of 3 different A.MAZING. items. (guacamole taco, chicken tostada, pork tamale). We all laughed and us margarita girls giggled when the tequila hit our systems.
After dinner, we made our way over to Navy Pier. Yes, after this entire day of awesomeness, we still had energy for Navy Pier. Navy Pier was really cool - despite us hitting one of the only non-firework-weekends they have. We walked out to the point, headed back through the buildings and the stained glass exhibition SO COOL,btw), got the kids some souuuvenirs, and ended the night with ice cream. Actually, the night ended with getting our driver (bubs) some coffee from 7-11 to make the trip home.
None of us can believe we did all of this in a single day. Besides one heart-attack-inducing trip over Iwanski's foot at the station platform and a couple other sugar rushes, my little sister was very well behaved. I also took special pride in my navigation skills on the fly and enjoyed the gorgeous weather.
Overall, I had nothin to worry about. Especially because we hired the MHP & Iwanski tour firm....If anything they provide the comic relief in any cramped free trolley corner.
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FYI: You can find some of the coolest Chitownphotos here
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Had to share....crying I'm laughing so much
Beginning....fine fine.... fast forward a bit to where this video gets REALLY WEIRD. Then pee your pants a little because you're laughing so hard. What? You didn't...oh....nevermind.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Whoa. Sage, this is a fun one!
The ones in Bold I have tried..... I'm like her too: Just because I have tried this food it doesn't mean I like it. I will also italicize the gross ones.
This is my opinion so if you disagree, comment away. That's what the comments are for!
Venison
Nettle tea
Huevos rancheros
Steak tartare
Crocodile
Black pudding
Cheese fondue
Carp
Borscht
Baba ghanoush
Calamari
Pho
Peanut butter and jelly sandwich
Aloo gobi
Hot dog from a street cart
Epoisses
Black truffle
Fruit wine made from something other than grapes (ain't nothin like ho-made blackberry wine)
Steamed pork buns
Pistachio ice cream
Heirloom tomatoes
Fresh wild berries
Foie gras
Rice and beans (rice and beans are some of my least favorite things ever)
Brawn or head cheese
Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
Dulce de leche
Oysters
Baklava
Bagna cauda
Wasabi peas
Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
Salted lassi
Sauerkraut (although I don't hate cabbage as much as my mother, I think sauerkraut is gross)
Root beer float
Cognac with a fat cigar
Clotted cream tea
Vodka jelly
Gumbo
Oxtail
Curried goat
Whole insects
Phaal
Goat’s milk
Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more
Fugu
Chicken tikka masala
Eel
Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
Sea urchin
Prickly pear
Umeboshi
Abalone
Paneer
McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
Spaetzle
Dirty gin martini
Beer above 8% ABV
Poutine
Carob chips
S’mores
Sweetbreads
Kaolin
Currywurst
Durian
Frogs’ legs
Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
Haggis
Fried plantain
Chitterlings or andouillette
Gazpacho
Caviar and blini
Louche absinthe
Gjetost, or brunost
Roadkill (does it count if I know someone who would eat roadkill?)
Baijiu
Hostess Fruit Pie
Snail
Lapsang souchong
Bellini
Tom yum
Eggs Benedict
Pocky
Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant
Kobe beef
Hare
Goulash
Flowers
Horse
Criollo chocolate
Spam
Soft shell crab
Rose harissa
Catfish
Mole poblano
Bagel and lox
Lobster Thermidor
Polenta
Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
Snake
The ones in Bold I have tried..... I'm like her too: Just because I have tried this food it doesn't mean I like it. I will also italicize the gross ones.
This is my opinion so if you disagree, comment away. That's what the comments are for!
Venison
Nettle tea
Huevos rancheros
Steak tartare
Crocodile
Black pudding
Cheese fondue
Carp
Borscht
Baba ghanoush
Calamari
Pho
Peanut butter and jelly sandwich
Aloo gobi
Hot dog from a street cart
Epoisses
Black truffle
Fruit wine made from something other than grapes (ain't nothin like ho-made blackberry wine)
Steamed pork buns
Pistachio ice cream
Heirloom tomatoes
Fresh wild berries
Foie gras
Rice and beans (rice and beans are some of my least favorite things ever)
Brawn or head cheese
Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
Dulce de leche
Oysters
Baklava
Bagna cauda
Wasabi peas
Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
Salted lassi
Sauerkraut (although I don't hate cabbage as much as my mother, I think sauerkraut is gross)
Root beer float
Cognac with a fat cigar
Clotted cream tea
Vodka jelly
Gumbo
Oxtail
Curried goat
Whole insects
Phaal
Goat’s milk
Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more
Fugu
Chicken tikka masala
Eel
Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
Sea urchin
Prickly pear
Umeboshi
Abalone
Paneer
McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
Spaetzle
Dirty gin martini
Beer above 8% ABV
Poutine
Carob chips
S’mores
Sweetbreads
Kaolin
Currywurst
Durian
Frogs’ legs
Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
Haggis
Fried plantain
Chitterlings or andouillette
Gazpacho
Caviar and blini
Louche absinthe
Gjetost, or brunost
Roadkill (does it count if I know someone who would eat roadkill?)
Baijiu
Hostess Fruit Pie
Snail
Lapsang souchong
Bellini
Tom yum
Eggs Benedict
Pocky
Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant
Kobe beef
Hare
Goulash
Flowers
Horse
Criollo chocolate
Spam
Soft shell crab
Rose harissa
Catfish
Mole poblano
Bagel and lox
Lobster Thermidor
Polenta
Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
Snake
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Creep-tastical.
Speaking of creepy, there was one portion of the Olympic opening ceremonies that completely freaked me out: Sarah Brightman. I commented that she looked crazy/creepy while singing and wondered if she had been locked up by the Chinese for 16 days before they allowed her to sing. Brainwash? Maybe. Ok, so last week I happened to be flipping through channels (on our new 40in behemoth TV) and caught a snippet of the horrid pot of morning gruel they like to call the "Today Show." They had just announced that Sarah Brightman would be up next to give an interview...cool....but, then, they cut away to her. I. Was. Terrified. It was all over in a minute but I couldn't help but think that something was terribly wrong with my world. I contemplated if she was sending out cult signals with her brain waves and I would never know if I'd wake up the next day. It was a little smile and then instant crazed huge-eyes-alien-stare. My next thought was to wonder if I was the only person who witnessed this strange moment. I mean, c'mon, who watches the Today show? LUCKILY for everyone here, some person told another person and E! Channel's "The Soup" caught on to this awesomely creepy moment and made fun of it. And I can share it here:
I. Love. The Soup.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog
I didn't get around to posting a tune yesterday - pesky "applying for jobs" thing got in the way. It means today I can hook you up with an amazingly fun little thing called "Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog."
From Wikipedia:
Neil Patrick Harris is awesome in it and it just the perfect little quirky thing to entertain and delight you all. For 43 minutes anyway. You can see it here, but I'm going to post the fun song "Laundry Day" below for a little sample.
Have a quirky, fun, amazing, and awesome weekend everyone!
From Wikipedia:
Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog is a 43-minute musical film produced exclusively for Internet distribution. It tells the story of Dr. Horrible, the aspiring supervillain alter ego of Billy; Captain Hammer, his nemesis; and Penny, their mutual love interest. The movie was written by writer/director Joss Whedon, his brothers Zack Whedon (a television writer) and Jed Whedon (a composer), and Jed's fiancée, actress Maurissa Tancharoen. The writing team penned the musical during the WGA writers' strike. The idea was to create something small and inexpensive, yet professionally done, in a way that would circumvent the issues that were being protested during the strike.
Neil Patrick Harris is awesome in it and it just the perfect little quirky thing to entertain and delight you all. For 43 minutes anyway. You can see it here, but I'm going to post the fun song "Laundry Day" below for a little sample.
Have a quirky, fun, amazing, and awesome weekend everyone!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
A meme to get back into blogging again...
1. What is your occupation right now? Former child prodigy on sabbatical contemplating retirement.
2. What color are your socks right now? My little piggies are roaming free
3. What are you listening to right now? All is really strangely quiet.
4. What was the last thing that you ate? I created and ate off of a grilled cheese sampler platter. It's what happens when two people can't decide on cheese/bread/grilling techniques. You simply create a multitude of options, made notes, and decide what is the best option for future grillage of cheese on bread.
5. Can you drive a stick shift? Yep. I actually miss driving stick-shift.
6. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Dougie fresh. He's visiting tonight after being out and about in this world on some UN sponsored trip. Awesomeness.
7. Do you like the person who sent this to you? I'd like to think of Sage as my darling twitter buddy.
8. How old are you today? 27 and 10 days! Oh, mentally I'm about 16 today.
9. What is your favourite sport to watch? Well, before I answer, I must forgive whomever for taking creative license to add in a U to favorite. Ok, that's out of the way. I really like watching ice skating the most. Secondly, I like watching tennis, all of winter olympics, most of summer olympics (NOT FORGIVING NBC FOR HORRIBLE OLYMPIC COVERAGE), and baseball if I'm at the field.
10. What is your favourite drink? I mainly have taken a strong liking to water, but unsupervised I think I could drink gallons of Mountain Dew. Any alcohol drink that rhymes with "parjimitas" and/or contains ample doses of lime content are thoroughly favoUrited in my world.
12. What is the last movie you watched? Gladiator on VHS. Realized our Gladiator on VHS has been viewed so much that it is scrawbly (ooh, fun made-up word) in most parts and I should probably invest in a DVD copy.
13.Favorite day of the year? Probably my birthday. Nothing cures "no holiday in August" like my birthday.
14. How do you vent anger? I express displeasure in a most expletive way. Then it's all out and I usually feel better in 6 seconds.
15. What was your favourite toy as a child? Dolls, Barbies, and Legos.
(sidenote: hey Beth, why didn't we ever build a Lego Barbie house?)
16. What is your favorite season? Fall
17. Cherries or Blueberries? blueberries. for pancakes and muffins of course.
18. Do you want your friends to add this meme to their blogs? I could make crazed demands and full-bodied threats and rant until they do, but I'm just not that type of person. But if they value my friendship, they'd answer.
19. Who is the most likely to respond? Poodums my friendly ghost.
20. Who is least likely to respond? Aunt Jemima.
21. Living arrangements? Great 2 bedroom apartment with a great husband. Great location, great space, great pool, great amounts of storage space. Oh, F-BEEPING-GREAT, the kids outside are screaming. *counts to 6* Yes, great place.
(haha, just discovering that great no longer looks like it is spelled right or is actually a word anymore. greaty great great.)
22.When was the last time you cried? I haven't cried...oh, yeah. Nevermind.
23. What is on the floor of your closet? A basket full of pj clothes that don't fit anywhere else in my dresser and are too comfy to hang up.
24. Who is the friend you have had the longest? my mums. awww.
25 What did you do last night? Watched Project Runway and played WordTwist on Facebook. I AM UNDEFEATED.
26. What inspires you? Big dreamers, lots of money, crayons.
27. What are you most afraid of? Something attacking me while I'm sleeping.
28. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Put some peppah on it.
29. Favourite dog breed? Beagles(WAAAY before Uno won Westminster), Labradoodles(sorry, but I do like the hybrids), and I've taken a strong liking to my parent's Bassett Hound(awww Babe is so adorable)
30. Favourite day of the week? Sunday
31. How many states have you lived in? Just Cheeseland
32.Biggest Life lesson? Be generous, kind, and never stop dreaming.
(Yeah, I know that was 3 lessons in 1.)
2. What color are your socks right now? My little piggies are roaming free
3. What are you listening to right now? All is really strangely quiet.
4. What was the last thing that you ate? I created and ate off of a grilled cheese sampler platter. It's what happens when two people can't decide on cheese/bread/grilling techniques. You simply create a multitude of options, made notes, and decide what is the best option for future grillage of cheese on bread.
5. Can you drive a stick shift? Yep. I actually miss driving stick-shift.
6. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Dougie fresh. He's visiting tonight after being out and about in this world on some UN sponsored trip. Awesomeness.
7. Do you like the person who sent this to you? I'd like to think of Sage as my darling twitter buddy.
8. How old are you today? 27 and 10 days! Oh, mentally I'm about 16 today.
9. What is your favourite sport to watch? Well, before I answer, I must forgive whomever for taking creative license to add in a U to favorite. Ok, that's out of the way. I really like watching ice skating the most. Secondly, I like watching tennis, all of winter olympics, most of summer olympics (NOT FORGIVING NBC FOR HORRIBLE OLYMPIC COVERAGE), and baseball if I'm at the field.
10. What is your favourite drink? I mainly have taken a strong liking to water, but unsupervised I think I could drink gallons of Mountain Dew. Any alcohol drink that rhymes with "parjimitas" and/or contains ample doses of lime content are thoroughly favoUrited in my world.
12. What is the last movie you watched? Gladiator on VHS. Realized our Gladiator on VHS has been viewed so much that it is scrawbly (ooh, fun made-up word) in most parts and I should probably invest in a DVD copy.
13.Favorite day of the year? Probably my birthday. Nothing cures "no holiday in August" like my birthday.
14. How do you vent anger? I express displeasure in a most expletive way. Then it's all out and I usually feel better in 6 seconds.
15. What was your favourite toy as a child? Dolls, Barbies, and Legos.
(sidenote: hey Beth, why didn't we ever build a Lego Barbie house?)
16. What is your favorite season? Fall
17. Cherries or Blueberries? blueberries. for pancakes and muffins of course.
18. Do you want your friends to add this meme to their blogs? I could make crazed demands and full-bodied threats and rant until they do, but I'm just not that type of person. But if they value my friendship, they'd answer.
19. Who is the most likely to respond? Poodums my friendly ghost.
20. Who is least likely to respond? Aunt Jemima.
21. Living arrangements? Great 2 bedroom apartment with a great husband. Great location, great space, great pool, great amounts of storage space. Oh, F-BEEPING-GREAT, the kids outside are screaming. *counts to 6* Yes, great place.
(haha, just discovering that great no longer looks like it is spelled right or is actually a word anymore. greaty great great.)
22.When was the last time you cried? I haven't cried...oh, yeah. Nevermind.
23. What is on the floor of your closet? A basket full of pj clothes that don't fit anywhere else in my dresser and are too comfy to hang up.
24. Who is the friend you have had the longest? my mums. awww.
25 What did you do last night? Watched Project Runway and played WordTwist on Facebook. I AM UNDEFEATED.
26. What inspires you? Big dreamers, lots of money, crayons.
27. What are you most afraid of? Something attacking me while I'm sleeping.
28. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Put some peppah on it.
29. Favourite dog breed? Beagles(WAAAY before Uno won Westminster), Labradoodles(sorry, but I do like the hybrids), and I've taken a strong liking to my parent's Bassett Hound(awww Babe is so adorable)
30. Favourite day of the week? Sunday
31. How many states have you lived in? Just Cheeseland
32.Biggest Life lesson? Be generous, kind, and never stop dreaming.
(Yeah, I know that was 3 lessons in 1.)
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Bang the drum.
Sooooo I just realized that my birthday is on MONDAY. I don't know how this was overlooked! I guess I kept thinking of it as something that is happening, oh, next week "sometime". Now I'm t-minus THREE DAYS! I think this is the first birthday where I don't really have a definitive plan for doing something fun. I'm known in this land for loving birthday's a little too much. It is both a blessing and a curse bestowed upon me from my mothah (and that side of the family). A blessing because I truly believe birthdays should be celebrated, cherished, loved, and special. A curse because it seems there are a ton of people who don't think like we do (we have a special title for them: PARTY POOPERS) and also a curse because there was bound to be a birthday where I'm caught at the last minute with no plans.
Sure, it was really (REALLY) cool to go home last weekend and find an adorable cake made just for our August birthdays (those end-of-Julyers steal all of our thunder typically) and it was really (REALLY) cool to get my birthday digital camera in the mail....but....now I feel like I'll have a quiet non-surprisical birthday.
I should talk about some memorable past birthdays:
4- My golden birthday and I actually remember it! I got a huuuge teddy bear from my aunties that I promptly named "snuggle-up-a-gus." I think I still have this bear!
5-10 - I get Barbies and Barbie accesories! whee!
16- My family threw me a SURPRISE SWEET 16 PARTY! It was so awesome.....and has a funny story to go with it. I had just spent a weekend with my grandparents and we were all going to meet at this restaurant so that my mom could take me back to c-ville. My mom had all my friends gathered and they all had their cameras trained on this one set of steps leading right to their table. I walk in with my grandparents and the hostess proceeded to lead us upstairs....via another set of steps! We get up and I happen to look over at this other huge table of people....and started recognizing my best friend. Weird, thinks me. Then she sees me and I notice all the rest of the table, balloons, party hats, and a banner. I was still shocked, but it was funny that the surprise was fairly ruined.
21- I took my two closest friends to Whitewater to partay! Yes, I got drunk out of my gourd. BUT, it was in a safe manner, thankyouverymuch. It had all the classic moments... pouring out drinks I didn't like (I'm a mean drunk), some drunk bridesmaid telling me my hair was beautiful, me yelling at k-dawg to get her away from me (I believe my exact words were "Get this bith away from me"), walking back to my friend's apartment from downtown, me refusing to walk any further and laying down in the grass, my friends convincing me for a long time that we were RIGHT OUTSIDE the door of my friend's apartment, sleeping, going back to the Delevan lakehouse we were staying at, and going for a boat ride the next day at TEN IN THE MORNING hungover as hell.
22-26 - I realize I'm in love with/living with/married to a mighty PARTY POOPER. Must convince said PARTY POOPER to deal with my BIRTHDAY EXCITEMENT.
Hmmm, for this birthday I think I'll just resort to margaritas.....because I'm known in this land for loving margaritas a little too much.
Sure, it was really (REALLY) cool to go home last weekend and find an adorable cake made just for our August birthdays (those end-of-Julyers steal all of our thunder typically) and it was really (REALLY) cool to get my birthday digital camera in the mail....but....now I feel like I'll have a quiet non-surprisical birthday.
I should talk about some memorable past birthdays:
4- My golden birthday and I actually remember it! I got a huuuge teddy bear from my aunties that I promptly named "snuggle-up-a-gus." I think I still have this bear!
5-10 - I get Barbies and Barbie accesories! whee!
16- My family threw me a SURPRISE SWEET 16 PARTY! It was so awesome.....and has a funny story to go with it. I had just spent a weekend with my grandparents and we were all going to meet at this restaurant so that my mom could take me back to c-ville. My mom had all my friends gathered and they all had their cameras trained on this one set of steps leading right to their table. I walk in with my grandparents and the hostess proceeded to lead us upstairs....via another set of steps! We get up and I happen to look over at this other huge table of people....and started recognizing my best friend. Weird, thinks me. Then she sees me and I notice all the rest of the table, balloons, party hats, and a banner. I was still shocked, but it was funny that the surprise was fairly ruined.
21- I took my two closest friends to Whitewater to partay! Yes, I got drunk out of my gourd. BUT, it was in a safe manner, thankyouverymuch. It had all the classic moments... pouring out drinks I didn't like (I'm a mean drunk), some drunk bridesmaid telling me my hair was beautiful, me yelling at k-dawg to get her away from me (I believe my exact words were "Get this bith away from me"), walking back to my friend's apartment from downtown, me refusing to walk any further and laying down in the grass, my friends convincing me for a long time that we were RIGHT OUTSIDE the door of my friend's apartment, sleeping, going back to the Delevan lakehouse we were staying at, and going for a boat ride the next day at TEN IN THE MORNING hungover as hell.
22-26 - I realize I'm in love with/living with/married to a mighty PARTY POOPER. Must convince said PARTY POOPER to deal with my BIRTHDAY EXCITEMENT.
Hmmm, for this birthday I think I'll just resort to margaritas.....because I'm known in this land for loving margaritas a little too much.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Things that amuse/interest me here
* Hawa Chicken shops (I say it like a ninja...HAWA!)
* The people who have lived here a long time but don't really know Arabic. They can get away with only speaking French and this amazes me
* The signs / tv or movie captions / instructions all in three languages
* My poor poor butchered French pronunciations
* Huge Jesus on wheels (he moves around a certain street we drive through...it's like "FIND THE JESUS!")
* The freedoms here that I can't decide if they are good or bad (eg: drinking alcohol in cars)
* The traditions (eg: there is a specific kind of rice pudding you serve to all the visiting guests after you have a baby)
* Lizards in the garden
* My "quest" to try all different kinds of man2ousheh to see if the man2ousheh here in Brummana is really the best in all the land
* The old old old buildings that are so pretty in their ancient-ness
* The religious shrines that dot the sides of the roads
* The veiled women walking with their skimpy dressed friends
* The staring....everyone stares at everyone else in cars. (Not just because I'm the blondie.)
* The millions of flower boxes put up along fences in the villages
* The kindness of a total stranger to take off her bracelet and give it to me after I only commented that it was pretty. (this kindness is very common in the older generations, but you don't apparently find it in the younger generations. the girl, Issan, who gave me the bracelet will always be remembered when I put on the bracelet!)
* When going to the movies you sign up where you will be sitting in the theater
* The ability to find a full dinner for $2
* Paying for things in US dollars
* Planning out our perfect beach day for tomorrow
* How cheap it is to get a manicure, pedicure, and eyebrows done ($30 dollars and they do such a good job!!)
* Sitting at a restaurant by the sea with the breezes hitting my face
* Picking out the girls who had nose jobs
* Learning tons of Arabic in only the week I've been here
* Truly amused by the fact that so many things simply don't have a system here (especially traffic. and the fact that I didn't even need a visa when I entered at the airport. we decided it was probably because it was 430am and the guy didn't feel like filling it out!)
* All the flags flying around here due to the soccer Eurocup that is happening. People take soccer here very seriously! (go Germany!)
* Burger King and almost every place delivers here. Oh, and you can tell the guy to pick up something from the store along the way...
* Around every corner is an amazing view
I'm sure I'll keep thinking of more.
* The people who have lived here a long time but don't really know Arabic. They can get away with only speaking French and this amazes me
* The signs / tv or movie captions / instructions all in three languages
* My poor poor butchered French pronunciations
* Huge Jesus on wheels (he moves around a certain street we drive through...it's like "FIND THE JESUS!")
* The freedoms here that I can't decide if they are good or bad (eg: drinking alcohol in cars)
* The traditions (eg: there is a specific kind of rice pudding you serve to all the visiting guests after you have a baby)
* Lizards in the garden
* My "quest" to try all different kinds of man2ousheh to see if the man2ousheh here in Brummana is really the best in all the land
* The old old old buildings that are so pretty in their ancient-ness
* The religious shrines that dot the sides of the roads
* The veiled women walking with their skimpy dressed friends
* The staring....everyone stares at everyone else in cars. (Not just because I'm the blondie.)
* The millions of flower boxes put up along fences in the villages
* The kindness of a total stranger to take off her bracelet and give it to me after I only commented that it was pretty. (this kindness is very common in the older generations, but you don't apparently find it in the younger generations. the girl, Issan, who gave me the bracelet will always be remembered when I put on the bracelet!)
* When going to the movies you sign up where you will be sitting in the theater
* The ability to find a full dinner for $2
* Paying for things in US dollars
* Planning out our perfect beach day for tomorrow
* How cheap it is to get a manicure, pedicure, and eyebrows done ($30 dollars and they do such a good job!!)
* Sitting at a restaurant by the sea with the breezes hitting my face
* Picking out the girls who had nose jobs
* Learning tons of Arabic in only the week I've been here
* Truly amused by the fact that so many things simply don't have a system here (especially traffic. and the fact that I didn't even need a visa when I entered at the airport. we decided it was probably because it was 430am and the guy didn't feel like filling it out!)
* All the flags flying around here due to the soccer Eurocup that is happening. People take soccer here very seriously! (go Germany!)
* Burger King and almost every place delivers here. Oh, and you can tell the guy to pick up something from the store along the way...
* Around every corner is an amazing view
I'm sure I'll keep thinking of more.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Flash Mob
I might have just done the coolest thing EVER. We all participated in something called a "flash mob"....Nothing dangerous...a mere artistic gathering of people doing something(s) quirky. Today we gathered in martyr's square, listened to directions on the i-pods. first it instructed us to walk towards the clock tower square in downtown beirut waving and high-fiving everyone we see (in cars, standing outside buildings, etc). We get to the clock tower square and were instructed to find a unique position that we wish to freeze in. Then, the whole mob of random people froze in positions for five minutes. N& I chose to hold hands. I was looking up at the clock tower and N got to look around. After five minutes, we all walked away as normal. It was so much fun!!! If I see any pictures posted with us in them, I'll throw it up here.
I've seen it done around the world, but I never thought I'd have the chance to participate! That's all the time I have to write....off to do something?
I've seen it done around the world, but I never thought I'd have the chance to participate! That's all the time I have to write....off to do something?
Friday, June 20, 2008
Photos
Photos are up on my photo album site from the first few days here. In the middle of loading them onto facebook the power cut, so now facebook is giving me problems. Power cuts are very common here and usually the generators kick in pretty instantly...last night it took the systems about 10 minutes to kick in though. One of the quirks of this place. :)
We've done a lot of recovering from jet lag around home here, but yesterday we did get out to Bsous to the silk factory museum there. It was super interesting and the gardens there were amazing. I'm really glad we went!
As some of you may have gathered, yes, a frickin spider (we think) bit MY EYE. It happened in the middle of the night and was really painful. It is still tender today, but not too bad. Luckily it was my upper eyelid area and, oh yeah, WASN'T POISONOUS. I was pretty traumatized! Everyone polled here claims to never even heard of anyone getting bitten by a spider or even stung by a bee here. How (un)lucky am I?!?!
Today dad A. will fly in to Lebanon from Dubai and we'll all get to be together on one continent finally. Other than that, we're playing it by ear. Like now I'm going to have tea and biscuits outside in the gorgeous weather. Ummmm, it's been gorgeous every day...300 days of sunshine this lovely place has. Enjoy the pictures!
We've done a lot of recovering from jet lag around home here, but yesterday we did get out to Bsous to the silk factory museum there. It was super interesting and the gardens there were amazing. I'm really glad we went!
As some of you may have gathered, yes, a frickin spider (we think) bit MY EYE. It happened in the middle of the night and was really painful. It is still tender today, but not too bad. Luckily it was my upper eyelid area and, oh yeah, WASN'T POISONOUS. I was pretty traumatized! Everyone polled here claims to never even heard of anyone getting bitten by a spider or even stung by a bee here. How (un)lucky am I?!?!
Today dad A. will fly in to Lebanon from Dubai and we'll all get to be together on one continent finally. Other than that, we're playing it by ear. Like now I'm going to have tea and biscuits outside in the gorgeous weather. Ummmm, it's been gorgeous every day...300 days of sunshine this lovely place has. Enjoy the pictures!
Friday, June 13, 2008
For laughs...
* There is a great post over at dooce.com which is actually a guest post by 1/2 of sweet juniper. I dont have any kids, but the parenting duo that writes for sweet juniper have some amazing posts that any one can enjoy.
* Along the lines of lolcats is another new favorite "awww" website: Cute Overload.
A favorite from there:
* As always, making fun of celebrities can be soooo incredibly funny. Go Fug Yourself. Included in a recent post was a line I would like to steal: "But if you think that's as wack as it gets, just wait, because at the film's premiere she crashed the Wackmobile straight into Lake Crackpot."
* All along, VH1's Best Week Ever have been blogging hilarious things about Top Chef. How did I miss this? The finale recap was great. And this gem about Lisa was priceless.
* Continuing my French music addiction.... (and it will make you go "awww")
There, that should keep you entertained for at least a little bit. I'll be back in a month to continue this partay....
* Along the lines of lolcats is another new favorite "awww" website: Cute Overload.
A favorite from there:
* As always, making fun of celebrities can be soooo incredibly funny. Go Fug Yourself. Included in a recent post was a line I would like to steal: "But if you think that's as wack as it gets, just wait, because at the film's premiere she crashed the Wackmobile straight into Lake Crackpot."
* All along, VH1's Best Week Ever have been blogging hilarious things about Top Chef. How did I miss this? The finale recap was great. And this gem about Lisa was priceless.
* Continuing my French music addiction.... (and it will make you go "awww")
There, that should keep you entertained for at least a little bit. I'll be back in a month to continue this partay....
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
A celebration!
Yesterday my candidate of choice sealed up some delegates for his bid to become the democratic nominee. I'm going to celebrate.
Be prepared for more of this:
Now on to some funny quotes:
End with evil otters:
Be prepared for more of this:
Now on to some funny quotes:
In spite of all evidence to the contrary, the entire universe is composed of only two basic substances: Magic and bullshit.
They all laughed at Albert Einstein. They all laughed at Columbus. Unfortunately, they also all laughed at Bozo the Clown. ---Carl Sagan Broca's Brain
Once at a social gathering, Gladstone said to Disraeli, "I predict, Sir, that you will die either by hanging or of some vile disease". Disraeli replied, "That all depends, sir, upon whether I embrace your principles or your mistress."
Q: How many existentialists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: Two. One to screw it in and one to observe how the lightbulb itself symbolizes a single incandescent beacon of subjective reality in a netherworld of endless absurdity reaching out toward a maudlin cosmos of nothingness.
Never settle with words what you can accomplish with a flame thrower.
The body is mortal and subject to incredible pain. Life is antagonistic to the living. The flesh can be sawed, crushed, frozen, stretched, burned, bombed, and plucked for music. The dumb are abused by the smart and the smart destroyed by their own cunning. The small are tortured by the large and the large destroyed by their own momentum. We are able to walk on air, but only as long as our illusion supports us. --E. L. Doctorow
A great many people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices.--William James
"They say only 10 percent of the brains function is known. Apparently, the function of the remaining 90 percent is to keep us from discovering its function."
"This is an environment of welcoming, and you should just get the hell out of here." (Michael Scott, The Office)
End with evil otters:
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Today's events
0700 - Wake up too early
0800 - Oh, crap. Gotta get ready in 10 minutes to take N to work. N laughing at me.
0810 - Drive N to work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months
0845 - Breakfast
0900 - Start online stuff
0947 - Start to dread working out
1000 - Dread working out. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes.
1002 - Dread working out
1003 - Get ready to work out. Dread.
1005 - Force myself that all will be ok. Insane feelings of dread.
1006 - Leave to go work out.
1130 - Return from working out. Determine I still hate it.
1131 - Feel slightly better that I worked out, but know tomorrow I will dread/hate all over again. Dread/hate/dread/hate.
1147 - Still in gross workout clothes, watering plants.
1200 - Decide it is lunch time. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes?
1240 - Done with lunch, lounging on couch watching some stupid TV show
0100 - Remind myself not to get sucked into some stupid TV show and turn off TV.
0101 - Go from room to room picking up stuff.
0102 - Get sucked over to computer to write something random and dumb on Twitter. Read the news. Remind myself to keep reading news and useful things.
(0300 - Still on computer. haha, j/k.)
0200 - Back to picking things up. (gotta change the sheets today and prepare for laundry day tomorrow)
0500 - Wondering: where did my day go?
0600 - Pick up N from work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months.
0630 - 1030 - Listen to cranky N demand dinner in 2 minutes. Calmly prepare supper ignoring Mr.Crankypants. Throw crackers his way to stave off his demands. Know N by now to know that he is just hungry. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for dinner. I eat sensible dinner. Check on N to make sure he balances his gross things with sensible vegetable things. N returns to normalcy. Almost adorable. Talk with N about my day. N tells me about his day. We discuss life and trip things. Let N show me funny things he finds on the internet. Remind him that I'm so much cooler than WoW. Lose attention of N to WoW. Start to wonder if I should learn to play WoW to vie for attention. Get attention of N. Try to convince him to go for bike ride. Lose attention of N. I play Wii, play on internet, watch TV, and/or do general putzing around. N pays attention to me randomly. Just getting into conversation or something super amazing on the internet when cranky N demands bedtime. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for my 2 minute bedtime routine. Calmly prepare for sleep. Vie for attention of N. Lose attention of N to his sleep. Feel all sappy in my heart over sleeping N.
1030 - 0700 - HAVE REALLY WEIRD MESSED UP DREAMS.
(last night it was snowing outside in May and I was playing floor hockey in my old high school gym.)
I will treasure these days always.
0800 - Oh, crap. Gotta get ready in 10 minutes to take N to work. N laughing at me.
0810 - Drive N to work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months
0845 - Breakfast
0900 - Start online stuff
0947 - Start to dread working out
1000 - Dread working out. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes.
1002 - Dread working out
1003 - Get ready to work out. Dread.
1005 - Force myself that all will be ok. Insane feelings of dread.
1006 - Leave to go work out.
1130 - Return from working out. Determine I still hate it.
1131 - Feel slightly better that I worked out, but know tomorrow I will dread/hate all over again. Dread/hate/dread/hate.
1147 - Still in gross workout clothes, watering plants.
1200 - Decide it is lunch time. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes?
1240 - Done with lunch, lounging on couch watching some stupid TV show
0100 - Remind myself not to get sucked into some stupid TV show and turn off TV.
0101 - Go from room to room picking up stuff.
0102 - Get sucked over to computer to write something random and dumb on Twitter. Read the news. Remind myself to keep reading news and useful things.
(0300 - Still on computer. haha, j/k.)
0200 - Back to picking things up. (gotta change the sheets today and prepare for laundry day tomorrow)
0500 - Wondering: where did my day go?
0600 - Pick up N from work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months.
0630 - 1030 - Listen to cranky N demand dinner in 2 minutes. Calmly prepare supper ignoring Mr.Crankypants. Throw crackers his way to stave off his demands. Know N by now to know that he is just hungry. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for dinner. I eat sensible dinner. Check on N to make sure he balances his gross things with sensible vegetable things. N returns to normalcy. Almost adorable. Talk with N about my day. N tells me about his day. We discuss life and trip things. Let N show me funny things he finds on the internet. Remind him that I'm so much cooler than WoW. Lose attention of N to WoW. Start to wonder if I should learn to play WoW to vie for attention. Get attention of N. Try to convince him to go for bike ride. Lose attention of N. I play Wii, play on internet, watch TV, and/or do general putzing around. N pays attention to me randomly. Just getting into conversation or something super amazing on the internet when cranky N demands bedtime. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for my 2 minute bedtime routine. Calmly prepare for sleep. Vie for attention of N. Lose attention of N to his sleep. Feel all sappy in my heart over sleeping N.
1030 - 0700 - HAVE REALLY WEIRD MESSED UP DREAMS.
(last night it was snowing outside in May and I was playing floor hockey in my old high school gym.)
I will treasure these days always.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Guilty Pleasures
Ugh...I have so much I could write about that happened in the last few days, but I just spent a bunch of time staring at the blank blog format wondering what to write. It just wasn't coming out. I think it is a way of knowing that the last few days were very special - too special for me to write about them decently. Instead I think I'm going to just throw some other stuff out here that's easier to write about.
I have some things I take great delight in and spend too much time on. So I will share them here:
- LOL Cats. I can has a laugh at every picture. OH, and if you are a dog lover, there's LOL Doggies.
- Pop culture. The N mentioned yesterday "How do you know all this crap?" I swear the most inane pop culture poo seeps into my brain. It is everywhere. I have a love/hate relationship with it all. Seeing Michael Kors talk about how he has an obsession with the tabloids actually made me feel better. He even says "Now I gotta go in and see all this delicious juice." On the downside, there is definitely the hate part of this guitly pleasure relationship. Apparently Ashley Simpson didn't announce her publicity-pregnancy before her publicity-marriage because it "went against her religious beliefs." Quite possibly the dumbest thing I've read. Hey princess, wouldn't getting pregant before marriage go against your religious beliefs? aaaand btw, you have the creepiest dad. EVAR. So I read things randomly, watch E news randomly, and see things randomly on the internet and now I have insane amounts of useless knowledge. I know it is useless and yet I still am sucked into that vortex. The delicious juice vortex.
- Not really a "guilty" pleasure, but I'm including going to church on this list. In these modern times, many of my generation and all over the world simply do not "get" church/religion. (Ashley Simpson?) I like church and a lot of people don't understand that. Especially since I'm still part of what people consider the most bastardized instituion in the Christian world. Whee. I love this ride.
- Chick movies. I begged/whined/sold my soul until I got to see 27 Dresses. 'nuff said. (ohhh, but "The Prince and Me" is the WORST MOVIE EVAR.)
- Cheese. GAAAAAAAAAAH. Cheese has the most evil grip over my diet. I will give up meat to include cheese into a meal.
- French music. I probably will never learn to prounounce "Sacre Couer" or "Chantal" correctly, but I love Frenchy songs. I don't even know what most of the songs mean, but C'est Si Bon!
- Idle retirement. I probably could have done something cooler with this time, but I do love it. I take great pleasure in a simple day. (I guess I did focus on my health and well-being which is definitely cool, but I didn't save a puppy from a gutter in the rain or anything like that.)
- Pillows, blankets, and towels. I love having a lot of them and finding the cushiest ones to snuggle with. I wish I could adopt the snuggle bear and take it home. Snuggly softness rules! (haha, I do love how the clip is labeled as "Snuggle Bear YOU MUST DIE)
- Lime drinks. The new Aquafina Alive in Orange Lime ROCKS. I can get a little caffeine when needed without resorting to diet drinks and aspartame. I love a lime drink in the summertime too. If I had any ingredients for a margarita in the house, it would totally be in my hand right now.
- READING. favorite thing to do is cuddle up with a book (with a margarita, pillows/blankets, in my idle retirement, with a French soundtrack playing in the background)
- Playing Scrabble (and, really, any other board game). I totally came back this weekend to win at the very end in beating K, but I did lose to N last night. Memories are made when board games are played.
I have some things I take great delight in and spend too much time on. So I will share them here:
- LOL Cats. I can has a laugh at every picture. OH, and if you are a dog lover, there's LOL Doggies.
- Pop culture. The N mentioned yesterday "How do you know all this crap?" I swear the most inane pop culture poo seeps into my brain. It is everywhere. I have a love/hate relationship with it all. Seeing Michael Kors talk about how he has an obsession with the tabloids actually made me feel better. He even says "Now I gotta go in and see all this delicious juice." On the downside, there is definitely the hate part of this guitly pleasure relationship. Apparently Ashley Simpson didn't announce her publicity-pregnancy before her publicity-marriage because it "went against her religious beliefs." Quite possibly the dumbest thing I've read. Hey princess, wouldn't getting pregant before marriage go against your religious beliefs? aaaand btw, you have the creepiest dad. EVAR. So I read things randomly, watch E news randomly, and see things randomly on the internet and now I have insane amounts of useless knowledge. I know it is useless and yet I still am sucked into that vortex. The delicious juice vortex.
- Not really a "guilty" pleasure, but I'm including going to church on this list. In these modern times, many of my generation and all over the world simply do not "get" church/religion. (Ashley Simpson?) I like church and a lot of people don't understand that. Especially since I'm still part of what people consider the most bastardized instituion in the Christian world. Whee. I love this ride.
- Chick movies. I begged/whined/sold my soul until I got to see 27 Dresses. 'nuff said. (ohhh, but "The Prince and Me" is the WORST MOVIE EVAR.)
- Cheese. GAAAAAAAAAAH. Cheese has the most evil grip over my diet. I will give up meat to include cheese into a meal.
- French music. I probably will never learn to prounounce "Sacre Couer" or "Chantal" correctly, but I love Frenchy songs. I don't even know what most of the songs mean, but C'est Si Bon!
- Idle retirement. I probably could have done something cooler with this time, but I do love it. I take great pleasure in a simple day. (I guess I did focus on my health and well-being which is definitely cool, but I didn't save a puppy from a gutter in the rain or anything like that.)
- Pillows, blankets, and towels. I love having a lot of them and finding the cushiest ones to snuggle with. I wish I could adopt the snuggle bear and take it home. Snuggly softness rules! (haha, I do love how the clip is labeled as "Snuggle Bear YOU MUST DIE)
- Lime drinks. The new Aquafina Alive in Orange Lime ROCKS. I can get a little caffeine when needed without resorting to diet drinks and aspartame. I love a lime drink in the summertime too. If I had any ingredients for a margarita in the house, it would totally be in my hand right now.
- READING. favorite thing to do is cuddle up with a book (with a margarita, pillows/blankets, in my idle retirement, with a French soundtrack playing in the background)
- Playing Scrabble (and, really, any other board game). I totally came back this weekend to win at the very end in beating K, but I did lose to N last night. Memories are made when board games are played.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Jukebox Friday - Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
When I first heard this on our local "alternative" radio station, I liked it. Sometimes it is quite a simple formula to know when I will like a song.
For example, I like songs where I can clap (No Doubt, Sunday Morning // David Bowie, Space Oddity). This song fits into the fomula wherein I can go "ey ey ey ey" in a song. Ding! Instant winner.
However, this song has strikes against it. For one, I do not understand the lyrics at all:
Johanna drove slowly into the city
The Hudson River all filled with snow
She spied the ring on his honor’s finger
Oh oh oh
A thousand years in one piece of silver
She took it from his lily white hand
Showed no fear she’d seen the thing
In the young men’s wing at Sloan-Kettering
CHORUS
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
His honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas
Oh oh oh
I saw Johanna down in the subway
She took an apartment in Washington Heights
Half of the ring lies here with me
But the other half’s at the bottom of the sea
W. T. F.
Another strike against it is that I couldn't tell if the song was titled "Vampire Weekend" or "A-Punk" They both would be suitable song names and band names. I don't like to be confused. (Note: Likes shiny creepy things, no confusion) Until I figured out that the band name was Vampire Weekend and listen to more of their music, it was not worthy of Jukebox Friday. Now, I'm all set. I can simply ignore all the other confusing lyrics and enjoy the song. Plus it makes me think of punky little vampires running around for a weekend singing confusing lyrics. Hilarious.
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh! Enjoy.
For example, I like songs where I can clap (No Doubt, Sunday Morning // David Bowie, Space Oddity). This song fits into the fomula wherein I can go "ey ey ey ey" in a song. Ding! Instant winner.
However, this song has strikes against it. For one, I do not understand the lyrics at all:
Johanna drove slowly into the city
The Hudson River all filled with snow
She spied the ring on his honor’s finger
Oh oh oh
A thousand years in one piece of silver
She took it from his lily white hand
Showed no fear she’d seen the thing
In the young men’s wing at Sloan-Kettering
CHORUS
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
His honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas
Oh oh oh
I saw Johanna down in the subway
She took an apartment in Washington Heights
Half of the ring lies here with me
But the other half’s at the bottom of the sea
W. T. F.
Another strike against it is that I couldn't tell if the song was titled "Vampire Weekend" or "A-Punk" They both would be suitable song names and band names. I don't like to be confused. (Note: Likes shiny creepy things, no confusion) Until I figured out that the band name was Vampire Weekend and listen to more of their music, it was not worthy of Jukebox Friday. Now, I'm all set. I can simply ignore all the other confusing lyrics and enjoy the song. Plus it makes me think of punky little vampires running around for a weekend singing confusing lyrics. Hilarious.
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh! Enjoy.
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