This week has been an especially busy one for my habit of over-analyzing things. After talking a few things through with friends and being completely whelmed* with stupid possible future outcomes, I have decided…
Next time I pray for a distraction, I need make it clear I mean an uncomplicated one…
*Which, to answer Bianca’s question in 10 Things I Hate About You, you can totally just be.
In the “What A Girl Wants” Kelly Preston’s character, Libby, tells her daughter, “I love you a million Swedish Fish”
I thought this was a weird thing to say because I had never had a Swedish Fish. In fact I didn’t even know what it was the first time I saw this movie. Amanda Bynes’ character, Daphne’s, response made much more sense to me, “I love you a million red M&M’s” Red is always the best one of anything, and I now know that this is true for Swedish Fish as well.
I was trying to think what I would say. Here are some thoughts…
How about you? What would your million be?
So, you know how in the movies and on TV, people see someone in an elevator and fall in love after a few days/weeks of sly glances and two-word conversations. Isn’t it sweet when that happens.
That will never happen to me. Why? Because almost every time I see an attractive available man on the elevator he hits the button for the 12th floor.
I’m not exactly sure what the 12th floor has on it, but I do know it is the floor for people taking the hotel shuttles, and who sometimes have suitcases with them. No one who looks like they are just going to work for the day ever gets off on the 12th floor.
Which means this is what usually goes through my mind when I see a cute guy downstairs…
“He’s cute. I haven’t seen him before. No ring. All right! Come on elevator. No one else come, no one else come, no one else come. Hmm, maybe the captivate screen will have something interesting I can use to start a conversation. Hopefully it’s not just the stocks and the weather. Man, what is taking that elevator so long. Ok, here we go. Nice, he let me get on first. What a gentleman, okay wait for it……… Dang it”
Now, I’m sure there are some people out there with enough game to accomplish everything in one elevator ride, but I am not one of them. Even pretending I have the slightest bit of game, I would have to err on the side of weeks/months or at least multiple days which the 12th floor just doesn’t afford me.
I am way too far behind on my podcasts. 59 episodes to be exact. It’s only been about a year since I even started listening to podcasts and now I’ve created a monster that I can’t keep up with…
You can click the picture for a full size list in case you are really interested in what is included.
This is very overwhelming – do I listen to one of each or do I completely knock out one? How did I let this happen?
Wow, what a great cheesy lovey dovey movie that was absolutely wonderful!
I just watched “Valentine’s Day” It may be July, but that’s Redbox for ya. I decided to stop on my way home from work tonight and this is the movie that struck a chord with me.
I hadn’t seen it and you know what, I am officially a sucker for sappy. I loved this movie.
If you haven’t seen it and you need a little love or a little hope in your life, watch this movie. It was so uplifting.
***Spoiler Alert***
I lost it when Julia Robert’s character walked into the boy’s room at the end. So heartwarming – it made me so happy.
I don’t know if there is a word to describe how all endings of this movie made me feel, but it’s going to be a nice companion for “Love Actually” in my collection.
Sometimes you just need a little love.
Last night I met up with some girlfriends for dinner. They were planning on seeing Eclipse. I was planning on coming home after dinner. My plan failed. After a few glasses of wine, it wasn’t hard for them to talk me into going along.
So like we did when we saw Dear John, we met for dinner at Twist and then bought a few bottles of wine from The Grape (screw top) to sneak into the movie. (I’m kind of digging this new tradition)
The wine did not help mask how bad the movie was. I have not read the books or seen the first two movies, but I don’t think that would have helped. The acting was awful, and I watch Secret Life of the American Teenager so I know bad acting.
It was a fun night overall, but I think that will be my first and last experience with the Twilight series.
Tuesday we headed west out of Portland back towards the coast. Luckily we had some better weather this time. We made a few stops along viewpoints and also stopped at Cannon Beach, one of the places “The Goonies” was filmed.
Next we stopped at the Lewis & Clark National Park before heading back east to the Columbia River Gorge. It was pretty amazing. We took Historic Highway 30 and stopped off at the Vista House for some amazing views.
Next we headed a little further down the road to the Multnomah Falls. We spent a lot of time here because we took the 1.25 mile trail to the top. The two falls together total 611 feet of waterfall.
After coming back down the trail we took some very small country roads to meet up with Highway 26 to take us to Mt. Hood.
That was our last stop for the day. We headed a little further east to Pendleton for the night and woke up bright and early this morning to head to Idaho. We didn’t do too much today. Along the way to Boise we stopped at the Blue Mountain Crossing on the Oregon Trail (because apparently we are old people) and battled rain most of the drive.
Once in Boise, we stopped at the Old Idaho State Penitentiary. I decided to leave sis there.
Sorry, I couldn’t resist the lame joke there. It was actually a pretty neat little prison. It’s hard to believe that it was used until 1973 and some of the crimes people committed wouldn’t probably even put you in jail today. One woman served 8 years there for forging a check, and what’s crazy is that another woman only served 6 for conspiring with her lover to kill her husband.
After leaving the penitentiary we wandered around town and then headed to the Grove Plaza for Alive at Five, which the city does on Wednesdays through the Summer. It was raining pretty hard when we got in town, but luckily it cleared up by 5.
Tomorrow we head back south towards Yosemite – I think we’ll probably stay the night in Reno, so mainly we’ll just be in the desert tomorrow – which might be a nice break after all the rain we’ve had.
Today on Stuff Christians Like, there was a guest post by Lyndsay Rush about having your life edited by your parents as a child. You can read it here. I enjoyed the post even and the subsequent comments even though this is something I didn’t really experience. If you had a pretty sheltered childhood then you should read to know you aren’t alone. If like me you didn’t, then you can just read it to make fun of people. Just kidding, you’ll really just get to see how much more awesome your childhood was…
It did get me thinking though, about what I could & couldn’t watch.
As a child, there were only two things I remember not being allowed to watch on TV – Turkey Television on Nickelodeon and MTV in its entirety. We always found a way to watch Turkey TV either when we had babysitters or when my parents weren’t paying attention. That’s it, these two things are the only things I specifically remember not being able to watch openly.
There’s only one time I remember getting in trouble for watching something – The Lost Boys.
At ages 8-9, it was perfectly acceptable for me to be watching Stephen King movies with my parents (It, Pet Sematary, Pet Sematary II, Misery). How was I supposed to know then that The Lost Boys was not ok. I watched it at a friend’s house when I was 9 and later made mention of it to my parents and then get this, I got grounded. 20 years later and I still do not see the logic behind this.
I think out of all of those, Misery was by far the scariest, but I’ve never been a fan of psychological thrillers. It’s pretty easy to know that a baby is not going to come back to life and try to kill you. It’s not quite as easy to believe you won’t be abducted by some crazy person and be tortured…
Anyways, besides watching entirely too much TV all together by some people’s standards, I don’t think I came out any worse for wear by being able to watch whatever I wanted, and somehow I even managed to make it to adulthood without being scared of clowns.
