Top Highlights of 2007:
1. Skin cancer for me.
2. My weight loss of almost 30 pounds and counting.
3. My joining of a new gym.
4. New Vera Wang pajamas.
5. Several job interviews, and while they didn't work out, I'm optimistic about my future.
6. Despite bad news, my dad is still here and we hung out today and watched Carole Lombard and Ann Margret biographies.
7. Several close friends are expecting babies in 2008.
8.My friends really kept me going this year. I had a lot of hard times and depression and they were they all there for me. They never gave up on me, even when I wanted to give up on myself.
9. I will be credit card debt free in early 2008.
10. My first official dinner party (Christmas Eve) was a happy success.
Happy New Year!
Let's make 2008 a great one.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
My Guility and Not so Guilty Pleasures
Today's blog deals with guilt. Both the good and the bad. Thanks for the idea, C.
A. Name 6 guilty pleasures no one would suspect you of having:
1. I like sequin clothing. Luckily, I have friends that intervene before I actually buy a shirt that belongs on the wall in a casino, and wouldn't really be suitable to wear anywhere, except maybe Vegas.
2. After I get off work, if I'm not going anywhere I like to put on my fleece pajama pants with the jumping cows on them and watch Scrubs on DVD.
3. Occasionally, I still crave the old school Kraft Mac and cheese in the blue box. Bring on the stomach pains.
4. Romance Novels: This is a big one. I belong to a smart, funny and sophisticated writer group where I usually speak about the classic book or non ridicule book I'm reading, ie, "The Things They Carried", or some other title. It would be hard to admit, I'd just read, Paradise, or Perfect to those women. But now I've outed myself, as several members do read this blog.
I certainly don't read them with the appetite I once had in high school, but I've given this a lot of thought and the reason I still like them, is that I'm guaranteed a happy ending. I'm a bit too cynical to believe in the perfect man and his amazing qualities, but I do enjoy a happy ending every now and then.
5. Cleaning Helper Kits: I own the Scrubbing Bubbles shower cleaner, the Swifter Wet Jet and the Swifter duster. I just love these products that make cleaning easier for me, since I do hate to clean and I make an awful housewife. But in exchange, you'd get a witty and kind person to share your bathroom with.
6. Rick Springfield: I do own a Rick Springfield Cd. He was my first crush and I got his album for my 6th birthday. He was so fine with his white undershirt singing Jessie's Girl. How can you not find that a bit endearing?
B. Name six guilty pleasures you wish you had the courage to indulge:
1. Super high sexy shoes. But, my feet just weren't made for walking in those death traps.
2. Telling the corporate folks here what I think. (Similar to yours C.). But alas, that won't be happening.
3. Quitting my job and traveling around the country, listening to Cat Stevens, eating peanut butter and skipping every where I went.
4. Selling my sensible Saturn for a hot tramp convertible.
5. Never paying back my student loans. This is of course only imaginary. I wouldn't ever default on such a serious thing, but boy what I could do instead with that money.
6. Eating carrot cake every day, until I no longer even wanted to see the stuff.
3. Six Guilty Pleasures you once considered guilty but now have made peace with:
1. My love of magazines: It's sick. It's out of control. But the more I have, the more I read and it just feeds on itself. But magazines make me happy in a way I can barely explain, so I subscribe to a beloved few, and pilfer daily through the magazine bin for free media left-overs and I'm not ashamed anymore.
2. My passion for socks. And not plain old white ones. I'm talking about kooky fun insane socks. Why not? My feet need to wear them, so why not make it interesting down there?
3. Matching bras and panties: Most friends with husbands or boyfriends tell me that the men don't even notice this stuff anyway, so all the more reason that I do it for me. I love the feeling I get when I'm wearing super cute undies and matching bra under my otherwise blah outfit. And, if I buy the stuff that is a little nicer, it holds together a little while longer.
4. Coupons: Yes, I cut coupons. And where do I keep them? In my coupon wallet of course. And why not? Isn't that what Sundays are for? Laundry, buying the paper and then cutting coupons? If I have to buy Tide why not get it for a dollar less?
5. Cards: Both sending and shopping for them. I don't ever need to set foot in Hallmark, as I have plenty of notecards and other stationary to write thoughtful notes on, but sometimes nothing beats pouring over the special cards to find the best one for my best friends birthday, or a get well to a friend who's been sick for a while.
6. Beverly Hills 90210: What can I say? I grew watching this soapy, crazy, over the top show and I couldn't get enough of Dylan's brooding or Brenda's harping: "We're from Minnesota", or "We had sex Dylan." That became her answer to everything. And now that it is out on DVD, I'm happy to relive the good parts of my own high school angst without the acne or cripping insecurities. Thank you, 90210.
A. Name 6 guilty pleasures no one would suspect you of having:
1. I like sequin clothing. Luckily, I have friends that intervene before I actually buy a shirt that belongs on the wall in a casino, and wouldn't really be suitable to wear anywhere, except maybe Vegas.
2. After I get off work, if I'm not going anywhere I like to put on my fleece pajama pants with the jumping cows on them and watch Scrubs on DVD.
3. Occasionally, I still crave the old school Kraft Mac and cheese in the blue box. Bring on the stomach pains.
4. Romance Novels: This is a big one. I belong to a smart, funny and sophisticated writer group where I usually speak about the classic book or non ridicule book I'm reading, ie, "The Things They Carried", or some other title. It would be hard to admit, I'd just read, Paradise, or Perfect to those women. But now I've outed myself, as several members do read this blog.
I certainly don't read them with the appetite I once had in high school, but I've given this a lot of thought and the reason I still like them, is that I'm guaranteed a happy ending. I'm a bit too cynical to believe in the perfect man and his amazing qualities, but I do enjoy a happy ending every now and then.
5. Cleaning Helper Kits: I own the Scrubbing Bubbles shower cleaner, the Swifter Wet Jet and the Swifter duster. I just love these products that make cleaning easier for me, since I do hate to clean and I make an awful housewife. But in exchange, you'd get a witty and kind person to share your bathroom with.
6. Rick Springfield: I do own a Rick Springfield Cd. He was my first crush and I got his album for my 6th birthday. He was so fine with his white undershirt singing Jessie's Girl. How can you not find that a bit endearing?
B. Name six guilty pleasures you wish you had the courage to indulge:
1. Super high sexy shoes. But, my feet just weren't made for walking in those death traps.
2. Telling the corporate folks here what I think. (Similar to yours C.). But alas, that won't be happening.
3. Quitting my job and traveling around the country, listening to Cat Stevens, eating peanut butter and skipping every where I went.
4. Selling my sensible Saturn for a hot tramp convertible.
5. Never paying back my student loans. This is of course only imaginary. I wouldn't ever default on such a serious thing, but boy what I could do instead with that money.
6. Eating carrot cake every day, until I no longer even wanted to see the stuff.
3. Six Guilty Pleasures you once considered guilty but now have made peace with:
1. My love of magazines: It's sick. It's out of control. But the more I have, the more I read and it just feeds on itself. But magazines make me happy in a way I can barely explain, so I subscribe to a beloved few, and pilfer daily through the magazine bin for free media left-overs and I'm not ashamed anymore.
2. My passion for socks. And not plain old white ones. I'm talking about kooky fun insane socks. Why not? My feet need to wear them, so why not make it interesting down there?
3. Matching bras and panties: Most friends with husbands or boyfriends tell me that the men don't even notice this stuff anyway, so all the more reason that I do it for me. I love the feeling I get when I'm wearing super cute undies and matching bra under my otherwise blah outfit. And, if I buy the stuff that is a little nicer, it holds together a little while longer.
4. Coupons: Yes, I cut coupons. And where do I keep them? In my coupon wallet of course. And why not? Isn't that what Sundays are for? Laundry, buying the paper and then cutting coupons? If I have to buy Tide why not get it for a dollar less?
5. Cards: Both sending and shopping for them. I don't ever need to set foot in Hallmark, as I have plenty of notecards and other stationary to write thoughtful notes on, but sometimes nothing beats pouring over the special cards to find the best one for my best friends birthday, or a get well to a friend who's been sick for a while.
6. Beverly Hills 90210: What can I say? I grew watching this soapy, crazy, over the top show and I couldn't get enough of Dylan's brooding or Brenda's harping: "We're from Minnesota", or "We had sex Dylan." That became her answer to everything. And now that it is out on DVD, I'm happy to relive the good parts of my own high school angst without the acne or cripping insecurities. Thank you, 90210.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Kick Me
I'm very tired. Things have been a bit rocky lately. Sorry, if this is vague, but I don't feel like reliving the whole thing all over again.
Going to the eye doctor this morning to see if I qualify for Lasik eye surgery. I hope it works out better than gym class, when I always got picked for kickball. Unless there was a super fat kid, then I might get second to last. And really by the time you're last, you're not picked, you're playing by default.
Tonight is a work friend's birthday in Royal Oak. I'm gonna come by and have a drink. And then I'm heading home.
Going to the eye doctor this morning to see if I qualify for Lasik eye surgery. I hope it works out better than gym class, when I always got picked for kickball. Unless there was a super fat kid, then I might get second to last. And really by the time you're last, you're not picked, you're playing by default.
Tonight is a work friend's birthday in Royal Oak. I'm gonna come by and have a drink. And then I'm heading home.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Jelly Donuts, Jelly Belly
I won the battle of the scale weigh in this morning, but as soon as I finally got to work, I lost a battle with a Krispy Kreme jelly donut.
Almost immediately after eating it, I wished I wouldn't have. And it's not because I'm scared I won't lose weight next week because of one donut. I mean, this lifestyle of Weight Watchers is designed, so you can eat an occassional treat. Otherwise, you'll feel too restricted and go food postal.
Anyway, I had been craving one of these sugary treats for a while and there it was, staring right at me. But I didn't even think. I just ate it. Maybe it was the extra long drive in, with the winshield washer jet that wouldn't clear my driver side. I can't say.
But, it's one of those foods, I'm going to mark under, Ok. But not worth the calories or fat. You know how sometimes, it really is worth it? So, you enjoy it and move on?
Well, I have to move on, but it wasn't worth it. But I'm not going to dwell on that. I'm instead going to focus on the fact that I lost the little bit of weight I gained over Thanksgiving, plus a whole pound. Making my loss for last week almost 2 pounds.
And that's damn good in my opinion. I had to dodge a lot of tempting foods, so I guess I'm only human if every once in a while, one gets past me.
Next time, I'll be ready.
Almost immediately after eating it, I wished I wouldn't have. And it's not because I'm scared I won't lose weight next week because of one donut. I mean, this lifestyle of Weight Watchers is designed, so you can eat an occassional treat. Otherwise, you'll feel too restricted and go food postal.
Anyway, I had been craving one of these sugary treats for a while and there it was, staring right at me. But I didn't even think. I just ate it. Maybe it was the extra long drive in, with the winshield washer jet that wouldn't clear my driver side. I can't say.
But, it's one of those foods, I'm going to mark under, Ok. But not worth the calories or fat. You know how sometimes, it really is worth it? So, you enjoy it and move on?
Well, I have to move on, but it wasn't worth it. But I'm not going to dwell on that. I'm instead going to focus on the fact that I lost the little bit of weight I gained over Thanksgiving, plus a whole pound. Making my loss for last week almost 2 pounds.
And that's damn good in my opinion. I had to dodge a lot of tempting foods, so I guess I'm only human if every once in a while, one gets past me.
Next time, I'll be ready.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Blog On
Don't fret blog.
Just because the month-long writing challenge is over, it doesn't mean that I'm going to neglect you. It means, I will try my best to write every day, but it may not happen.
Anyway. Back at the office. Trying to get things done, which proves very difficult when at times, the only information you have available for a project is the deadline.
What can you do?
A. Try not to beat your head against a blunt object.
Class tonight. Makes for a long night, but it goes by fast. This cold weather sure makes it hard to crawl out of bed in the morning and go to the gym. But I'm proud to say, I did it today.
I always feel better. It's just that intial shock to the system.
Just because the month-long writing challenge is over, it doesn't mean that I'm going to neglect you. It means, I will try my best to write every day, but it may not happen.
Anyway. Back at the office. Trying to get things done, which proves very difficult when at times, the only information you have available for a project is the deadline.
What can you do?
A. Try not to beat your head against a blunt object.
Class tonight. Makes for a long night, but it goes by fast. This cold weather sure makes it hard to crawl out of bed in the morning and go to the gym. But I'm proud to say, I did it today.
I always feel better. It's just that intial shock to the system.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Shop On
What a day!
Got up early to meet Karlene for some shopping and lunch. I ended up buying myself some much needed clothes, a few Christmas ornaments and a few gifts for other people. I was busy running around after that, but I'm happy with my results, and that's what counts after all.
It does pay to get to the stores when they're running specials, because if you'd planned to get the stuff anyway, why not get it for 60% off?
Now, I'm at home curled up in front of the space heater and I'm going to go read my story for writer workshop tomorrow.
A storm is brewing outside, so I'm feeling cozy and snuggled up inside.
Got up early to meet Karlene for some shopping and lunch. I ended up buying myself some much needed clothes, a few Christmas ornaments and a few gifts for other people. I was busy running around after that, but I'm happy with my results, and that's what counts after all.
It does pay to get to the stores when they're running specials, because if you'd planned to get the stuff anyway, why not get it for 60% off?
Now, I'm at home curled up in front of the space heater and I'm going to go read my story for writer workshop tomorrow.
A storm is brewing outside, so I'm feeling cozy and snuggled up inside.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Anxiously Waiting
The final day of this blog challenge is upon me. Hooray!
I woke up very sleepy, but dragged myself kicking and screaming to the gym. Treadmill and weights today.
And now I am feeling very anxious and I'm not sure why. Today was pay day, so I figured if I paid all my bills, perhaps that would keep some anxiety at bay, but no, it's still here.
I'm all caught up with my work, so that's not the source of my angst either. Usually Fridays come bringing a relaxed calm as the weekend is almost present.
Ah well. I don't know what's going on or why. Maybe it's stress I've been pushing down bubbling to the surface.
Writer group this weekend, so I hope it motivates me to get writing again.
I woke up very sleepy, but dragged myself kicking and screaming to the gym. Treadmill and weights today.
And now I am feeling very anxious and I'm not sure why. Today was pay day, so I figured if I paid all my bills, perhaps that would keep some anxiety at bay, but no, it's still here.
I'm all caught up with my work, so that's not the source of my angst either. Usually Fridays come bringing a relaxed calm as the weekend is almost present.
Ah well. I don't know what's going on or why. Maybe it's stress I've been pushing down bubbling to the surface.
Writer group this weekend, so I hope it motivates me to get writing again.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
A Day in My Life
So far this is what I've done with my day.
Woke up at 6:15ish. Started up the car from the living room with my handy remote starter, got dressed in gym attire, brushed my teeth and headed out to the gym. Once there, I handed the broken shreds of my gym card to the gym lady and headed to the elliptical machine. My gym card was massacred last weekend, when Shane and I were barhopping in Royal Oak. It had fallen out of my pocket, and was consequently run over.
After 30 minutes and 2 miles of virtual earth was conquered, I got off and lifted weights. Chest flies and chest presses. I ran out of time and couldn't finish the rest of my weight routine. That will have to wait till Friday.
I then returned home, started my coffee machine and took a shower. After that, I did all the usual getting ready things, including making my lunch, which I should really learn to do at night when possible.
Two freeways later and I arrived at the office. Opened lots of virtual mail and discovered today is my last day to sign up for health benefits and I still needed to finish that. And I found, I was officially 6 weeks behind on my time sheets.
Caught all those up. Looked at benefit info. Finished up a project. Emailed a story for my writer group on Sunday, and called the eye doctor and made an appointment to see if I was a good candidate for Lasik Eye Surgery.
Then lunch: I ate homemade chili I'd made with stolen cracker packets from the overpriced cafeteria.
And that's where the day has stopped for now. Later, it may involve dinner TBD, and a long commute home.
Woke up at 6:15ish. Started up the car from the living room with my handy remote starter, got dressed in gym attire, brushed my teeth and headed out to the gym. Once there, I handed the broken shreds of my gym card to the gym lady and headed to the elliptical machine. My gym card was massacred last weekend, when Shane and I were barhopping in Royal Oak. It had fallen out of my pocket, and was consequently run over.
After 30 minutes and 2 miles of virtual earth was conquered, I got off and lifted weights. Chest flies and chest presses. I ran out of time and couldn't finish the rest of my weight routine. That will have to wait till Friday.
I then returned home, started my coffee machine and took a shower. After that, I did all the usual getting ready things, including making my lunch, which I should really learn to do at night when possible.
Two freeways later and I arrived at the office. Opened lots of virtual mail and discovered today is my last day to sign up for health benefits and I still needed to finish that. And I found, I was officially 6 weeks behind on my time sheets.
Caught all those up. Looked at benefit info. Finished up a project. Emailed a story for my writer group on Sunday, and called the eye doctor and made an appointment to see if I was a good candidate for Lasik Eye Surgery.
Then lunch: I ate homemade chili I'd made with stolen cracker packets from the overpriced cafeteria.
And that's where the day has stopped for now. Later, it may involve dinner TBD, and a long commute home.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tinsel and TIme
Post lunch blog:
I'm full of squash soup and apple slices. And a bit of peanut butter.
Last night after work, after dinner I was lounging on the sofa in my pajama's and thought I should do something, since it was only about 8:00 at that point.
I hustled to dress and scooted off to Kohl's to buy a few Christmas ornaments. They were 50 percent off, an I hadn't bought any new ones in a few years. I ended up with three, a roll of wrapping paper, and a pair of Christmas socks for the bargain price of $13.00.
But I don't think the tree will be going up till next week sometime. I'm hosting our family Christmas, so that should be interesting.
So far, I've only purchased one small holiday item. But, I've got time. After all, it's not even December yet.
I'm full of squash soup and apple slices. And a bit of peanut butter.
Last night after work, after dinner I was lounging on the sofa in my pajama's and thought I should do something, since it was only about 8:00 at that point.
I hustled to dress and scooted off to Kohl's to buy a few Christmas ornaments. They were 50 percent off, an I hadn't bought any new ones in a few years. I ended up with three, a roll of wrapping paper, and a pair of Christmas socks for the bargain price of $13.00.
But I don't think the tree will be going up till next week sometime. I'm hosting our family Christmas, so that should be interesting.
So far, I've only purchased one small holiday item. But, I've got time. After all, it's not even December yet.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Not noteworthy
I'm wearing my new winter coat. It's vintage. Red and black.
I love it. Funny how since I bought it at a vintage store it sounds better than if I said, I bought this used at the Salvation Army. Essentially, it's the same exact thing.
Here nor there. I love it and I spent what I'd planned too. I just donated my old winter coats. I've been trying to streamline the closets lately.
The book I'm still reading: To the Nines, by Janet Evanvovich. Very fun and entertaining. After that, I'm going to tackle the book my friend Nevada wrote. And I'm still reading my Aunt Erin's book too, which I love. I like hearing stories about my Grandma Hope.
Today might be a good day to clear off my desk. I've got it piled with stuff, and I think I must've been Fred Sanford in some former life.
I have managed to carry just one bag into the office in the morning. This is big progress.
I love it. Funny how since I bought it at a vintage store it sounds better than if I said, I bought this used at the Salvation Army. Essentially, it's the same exact thing.
Here nor there. I love it and I spent what I'd planned too. I just donated my old winter coats. I've been trying to streamline the closets lately.
The book I'm still reading: To the Nines, by Janet Evanvovich. Very fun and entertaining. After that, I'm going to tackle the book my friend Nevada wrote. And I'm still reading my Aunt Erin's book too, which I love. I like hearing stories about my Grandma Hope.
Today might be a good day to clear off my desk. I've got it piled with stuff, and I think I must've been Fred Sanford in some former life.
I have managed to carry just one bag into the office in the morning. This is big progress.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Back to the Office
Back at the office. I'm sort of glad to be back to my normal routine.
I wouldn't say I really went crazy with the eating over the long weekend, but I was more relaxed than I have been recently, and I'm looking forward to getting back to my gym and healthy, healthy eating kick.
And I'm actually working on a project. True, it is so boring I could dry paint with it, but still. And as it turns out, I still don't have much news. I am burning my Bobby Bare cd right now for my Uncle Joe. I hope it cheers him up.
Today it's so gray outside, I'm doing my best to pretend it's nice out and the weather isn't making me feel blah.
In other news, my faux pas with my bumper is getting fixed in the morning.
I wouldn't say I really went crazy with the eating over the long weekend, but I was more relaxed than I have been recently, and I'm looking forward to getting back to my gym and healthy, healthy eating kick.
And I'm actually working on a project. True, it is so boring I could dry paint with it, but still. And as it turns out, I still don't have much news. I am burning my Bobby Bare cd right now for my Uncle Joe. I hope it cheers him up.
Today it's so gray outside, I'm doing my best to pretend it's nice out and the weather isn't making me feel blah.
In other news, my faux pas with my bumper is getting fixed in the morning.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Not much
Dinner is cooking.
I had a great day. Shane and I hung out for most of the day, and now I'm cleaning and hanging around the house. A bit hungover, but we had a good time last night.
Hopefully, we'll hang out again soon.
Sorry, but I've got no worthy blog news today.
My hung over fog will clear by morning, and maybe I'll have better blog content. :)
I had a great day. Shane and I hung out for most of the day, and now I'm cleaning and hanging around the house. A bit hungover, but we had a good time last night.
Hopefully, we'll hang out again soon.
Sorry, but I've got no worthy blog news today.
My hung over fog will clear by morning, and maybe I'll have better blog content. :)
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Saturday
Back from the north. It's good to be home. My brother is coming over so we can hang out.
We're like Donnie and Marie without the creepy Morman overtones. Longer blog tomorrow, when life returns to normal. I will blog longer, sleep in my own bed, and go to the gym.
Goodnight and good luck.
We're like Donnie and Marie without the creepy Morman overtones. Longer blog tomorrow, when life returns to normal. I will blog longer, sleep in my own bed, and go to the gym.
Goodnight and good luck.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Post Turkey
Post turkey coma and all is quiet on the home front. Or rather, my mom' s home front.
We just returned from an outing at the movie, Enchanted. A feel good, funny sweet and sappy. Perfect for 8 year old girls and me. :)
Everyone once in a while, I need a little more fluff than drama. Real life is real enough.
Short entry today. Heading home tomorrow. I will write more when I return to my own computer.
We just returned from an outing at the movie, Enchanted. A feel good, funny sweet and sappy. Perfect for 8 year old girls and me. :)
Everyone once in a while, I need a little more fluff than drama. Real life is real enough.
Short entry today. Heading home tomorrow. I will write more when I return to my own computer.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Turkeys Come Home
Happy Thanksgiving!
It's pre turkey and I've already had a nap. I'm hungry and going to drink wine.
I'm thankful that my dad and my uncle joe are here. I shall try to focus on happy things today.
I've arrived up north. Tis the quiet before the bird.
Till Later.
It's pre turkey and I've already had a nap. I'm hungry and going to drink wine.
I'm thankful that my dad and my uncle joe are here. I shall try to focus on happy things today.
I've arrived up north. Tis the quiet before the bird.
Till Later.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
It's Raining Men
My friend R. and I have been discussing for some time, our Top 10 list of men that we like in the 7th grade sort of like. These are also celebrities. My list isn't complete yet, but I thought this blog would be a good place to start collecting my thoughts.
1. John Cusack: He's smart, cute, sensitive, and plays the every man well in his movies.
2. Joaquin Phoenix: He's got what I like to call throw down. A bit of a brooder perhaps, but watch Walk the Line, and tell me you don't find him to be a tasty dish. (This is pre-crazy bearded cave man).
3. Matt Damon: I'm gonna agree with People magazine on this. Sexist Man Alive. A guy's guy, smart, loyal, isn't over exposed by the media.
4. Christan Bale: Good actor, sexy voice, nice eyes, and is always playing very versatile roles. My favorite Batman, by far.
5. Michael Vartan: The hot teacher from Never Been Kissed. Yummy!!
6. Edward Burns: Hot, hot, creative, smart, dry wit, independent filmmaker and now dad of two kids.
7. Gerard Butler: My god. Pure animal lust evokes when I think of this actor. He was the quiet hot man in Dear Frankie, a little seen indie movie, who was kind and so hot. Last summer I think he was in that movie, 300 and he is about to star in some movie that makes me willing to put up with Hillary Swank. (That movie, was PS, I love you. Pure dreck, but oh still worth it.).
8. Harry Connick Jr.: I have loved Harry for a very long time. I like his voice, and hearing him sing makes me happy so judge me if you will. I don't care. He is a gentleman and a humitarian and he makes me want to lay on his piano.
9. Daniel Craig: The new Bond is my new boyfriend... IF only. Hot in an animalistic way and I love a man with a British accent. He definitely has what I referred to earlier as "throw-down."
10. Jon Hamm- The actor who plays Don Draper. A husband so disloyal, yet you want to forgive him. As I've mentioned before he gets away with far too much because of his bad boy dressed nice ways. And he does have a sweet side, a soulful side that comes softly to to the surface in unguarded moments.
1. John Cusack: He's smart, cute, sensitive, and plays the every man well in his movies.
2. Joaquin Phoenix: He's got what I like to call throw down. A bit of a brooder perhaps, but watch Walk the Line, and tell me you don't find him to be a tasty dish. (This is pre-crazy bearded cave man).
3. Matt Damon: I'm gonna agree with People magazine on this. Sexist Man Alive. A guy's guy, smart, loyal, isn't over exposed by the media.
4. Christan Bale: Good actor, sexy voice, nice eyes, and is always playing very versatile roles. My favorite Batman, by far.
5. Michael Vartan: The hot teacher from Never Been Kissed. Yummy!!
6. Edward Burns: Hot, hot, creative, smart, dry wit, independent filmmaker and now dad of two kids.
7. Gerard Butler: My god. Pure animal lust evokes when I think of this actor. He was the quiet hot man in Dear Frankie, a little seen indie movie, who was kind and so hot. Last summer I think he was in that movie, 300 and he is about to star in some movie that makes me willing to put up with Hillary Swank. (That movie, was PS, I love you. Pure dreck, but oh still worth it.).
8. Harry Connick Jr.: I have loved Harry for a very long time. I like his voice, and hearing him sing makes me happy so judge me if you will. I don't care. He is a gentleman and a humitarian and he makes me want to lay on his piano.
9. Daniel Craig: The new Bond is my new boyfriend... IF only. Hot in an animalistic way and I love a man with a British accent. He definitely has what I referred to earlier as "throw-down."
10. Jon Hamm- The actor who plays Don Draper. A husband so disloyal, yet you want to forgive him. As I've mentioned before he gets away with far too much because of his bad boy dressed nice ways. And he does have a sweet side, a soulful side that comes softly to to the surface in unguarded moments.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Must Love Cusack
I'm just back from lunch. I'm drinking my first peppermint mocha of the season. I'm happy to report that it isn't too sweet and I'm very much enjoying it.
Had a decent weekend. Chased saddness and depression on Friday and it caught me for most of the day Friday, but then I dragged myself out for beer on Friday night and things seem to look better with a little beer.
Saturday morning, I decided to leisure about with my coffee and a movie. Wintery Blend from Trader Joe's and Must Love Dogs was a good combo. I adore John Cusack. The only problem is, most of us just endure those horrible dates, online or otherwise and there is never a John Cusack at the end, wanting to date us. But I guess that's what makes it a movie. :)
Sunday, I was up early to get ready for the Lions game with my brother. Tailgating by 9am. I couldn't bring myself to drink beer till I had coffee, but I managed to have a few. I had lots of fun. The game itself was ok, but our Lions just couldn't get their shit together.
Tonight, it's dinner with Becky. Looking forward to seeing her.
Had a decent weekend. Chased saddness and depression on Friday and it caught me for most of the day Friday, but then I dragged myself out for beer on Friday night and things seem to look better with a little beer.
Saturday morning, I decided to leisure about with my coffee and a movie. Wintery Blend from Trader Joe's and Must Love Dogs was a good combo. I adore John Cusack. The only problem is, most of us just endure those horrible dates, online or otherwise and there is never a John Cusack at the end, wanting to date us. But I guess that's what makes it a movie. :)
Sunday, I was up early to get ready for the Lions game with my brother. Tailgating by 9am. I couldn't bring myself to drink beer till I had coffee, but I managed to have a few. I had lots of fun. The game itself was ok, but our Lions just couldn't get their shit together.
Tonight, it's dinner with Becky. Looking forward to seeing her.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
My fingers can't type
My hands are numb from the cold. I will report on the Lions game tomorrow.
But in short, I had lots of fun. And I'm now equally pleased to be at home with my space heater.
Until Monday.
But in short, I had lots of fun. And I'm now equally pleased to be at home with my space heater.
Until Monday.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Couch Spectator
Last night after spending far too many hours sitting on the couch in a stupor of depression, cupcake mix, cream cheese icing, and tv, some friends convinced me to come out for a drink.
Problem was, I'd left my sports bra on the whole day, my hair was a swirly mess (haircut today 2pm), and I was wearing my glasses.
20 minutes later, I looked considerably normal, so I headed out. First stop was this trendy new sushi place that was packed full of hipsters. You know those people who look like they live in NYC, or pretend they do, even if this hipster joint shares the kiddie corner with my decrepit, run down gym.
I didn't order a drink there because it was far too crowded. We left and went to a more normal bar. Less trendy lights and pool tables. Here, I had a cheese stick, maybe it was one and half, and some spinach dip and two beers.
And since I'd walked, even the walk to and from the bar, helped clear my head and I was feeling all together a bit more optimistic.
Right now, I'm enjoying some couch lounging and my coffee. This ritual, I usually save for Sunday mornings, but tomorrow I'll be zooming off to the Lions game with my brother and won't have time for couch lounging.
Apparently, we arrive early in order to tail gate, which for Shane must involve a lot of Diet Coke. I'm not sure I'll be able to drink beer in the morning, but we'll see how it goes.
Either way, I'm looking forward to it. Truth be told, I'm not so much a football fan, as a hang out with friends and visit fan. And I like to watch the players butts in those tight little football pants.
Problem was, I'd left my sports bra on the whole day, my hair was a swirly mess (haircut today 2pm), and I was wearing my glasses.
20 minutes later, I looked considerably normal, so I headed out. First stop was this trendy new sushi place that was packed full of hipsters. You know those people who look like they live in NYC, or pretend they do, even if this hipster joint shares the kiddie corner with my decrepit, run down gym.
I didn't order a drink there because it was far too crowded. We left and went to a more normal bar. Less trendy lights and pool tables. Here, I had a cheese stick, maybe it was one and half, and some spinach dip and two beers.
And since I'd walked, even the walk to and from the bar, helped clear my head and I was feeling all together a bit more optimistic.
Right now, I'm enjoying some couch lounging and my coffee. This ritual, I usually save for Sunday mornings, but tomorrow I'll be zooming off to the Lions game with my brother and won't have time for couch lounging.
Apparently, we arrive early in order to tail gate, which for Shane must involve a lot of Diet Coke. I'm not sure I'll be able to drink beer in the morning, but we'll see how it goes.
Either way, I'm looking forward to it. Truth be told, I'm not so much a football fan, as a hang out with friends and visit fan. And I like to watch the players butts in those tight little football pants.
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