Christmas Movies Are Wonderful, and other stuff

I love the holidays! I think I mentioned that already...anyway one of my many favorite things about the holidays is all the movies...wonderful movies for a wonderful time of year...("with the kids jingle-belling")...so I thought I would share a few of my favorite christmas movies for anyone who is interestedor maybe just because it's my blog and I want to...

Here we go!

The Holiday: Two words...Christmas and Romance...sigh...The characters are beautifully written, a wonderful soundtrack not to mention two wonderful locations, England and Los Angeles. I watch this movie all year long!

Four Jills In a Jeep: A fun movie filled with singing and dancing. I love Martha Raye's character!

Elf: Hooray for Elf! Now, I certainly do not think that giving your dad "the perfect gift for someone special" is the greatest idea, but this movie always gets me close to "pants peeing" in the laughing department

Some more favorites include...White Christmas. Holiday Inn, Jack Frost(the claymation one), While You Were Sleeping, Santa Claus Is Coming To Town, and of course A Christmas Story!!

Hooray For Christmas Movies!

Now, for a Random Christmas Fact About Me....I love to lay under the Christmas tree!(Only real ones) I've been doing it since I was little...I love the smell. the way the lights seem to twinkle when you look through the branches. If you have never done it I highly recommend it!(also...sleeping under the tree is awesome too! (sadly the tree just isn't large enough for me to do that anymore, so i have to settle for sleeping next to it)hannie and i used to sneak out to sleep next to the tree)

Guess What!!! Heidi is home for Christmas!

Look!! Here we are together again!!

And guess who else was here for a visit....give up? Here, I will show you!

YAY!! Candice was here for a week, it had been two years since we had last seen each other, it was SO SO good to see her!!

well...i think that's all for now...time to watch stardust with my besties!!!

love love love!

And lots of colorful heart-shaped lollies your way!

who needs men it's just the stupid holiday season

Men. The Male of the species. muscles, great hair, gorgeous eyes, smiles that make us swoon...

Ed Westwick, one of my favorite men at the moment...even if hannah thinks he is gay..

according to tradition, a girl needs a man,especially during the holiday season but do you know something? I just looked up the definition of man and do you know what it is? i will tell you(by the way, i am making this up and although some of my statements may be fact, this entire thing is a bit of a melodrama... just because i need to write something and hannah and i (along with many friends) have had a ridiculous number of conversations regarding the wonderful yet oh so terrible male so i thought why not have some fun with it!) now, where was i? AH!

Man=TROUBLE

Hannah and I have often reflected while standing in line in Disneyland and various other theme parks that it is very rude of those who have their current others to be all mushy and gushy(mushy and gushy = bum grabbing, hugging, whispering in ears, thunbs through belt loops, etc.) while surrounded by us "unfortunates".

watch this, it makes me laugh and it has a man in it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SFiaUphsapA

ari hannah and i went and saw twilight last night(yes i am a twilight fan, and yes i sigh for edward) anyway, the movie could have been better, but who can complain when you get to watch these fellas for two hours

he really does have the face of a god

uploading those pictures was a ridiculous amount of trouble, and after looking at those faces i have to admit i forgot where i was going with this.....oh, it was something about the holidays making every single girl wish she had someone special, and yes, i am one of those but do not cry for me, i will immerse myself in disgustingly romantic books and movies while eating ben&jerrys in my pajamas.

By the way in just a few days something amazing is happening!

Ben Barnes in Prince Caspian

Yep, this gorgeous man will finally have a place in my movie collection and us poor girls will have just another beautiful face to faun over!

This post is dedicated to my fellow comrades who will celebrating the holiday season not on the arm of that special someone, but instead enduring cheek pinching by sweet old aunt gladys and being stuck at the kiddie table. May your holiday season be filled with cheer and dreams of your prince coming to take you away on that gleaming white steed.

Happy Thanksgiving!

*I would also like to throw out a word of encouragment, someday we will all be making others want to puke by being so completely in love with our very own ben barnes(or whoever you like).

**also, thanks to all the beautiful men who are willing to allow us lonely girls to stare at their beautiful faces and kissing their posters.

***most of all....thank you jesus for creating men. you have done well. snaps for you, you knew what you were doing!

Finding My Place

All my life I have heard that God is love, that He loves me, is jealous for me, etc. It has always been something that I believed but had no comprehension of, sure love is great...I love my family, they are awesome, but it isn't as if I have moments where I am absolutely desperate to be with them, where if I am not right there next to them that I might just shrivel up and die....

Love: the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.

There it is, right there in the online dictionary for all to read, yet that does not even begin to describe His love! Here is another: to need or require; benefit greatly from. That is on my side. I need and require His love!

I Adore His love! He is jealous for us!! He love for us is so intense that He interrupts our conversation, our work, our sleep, and says come! Come, be with me!

Research time! Jealous comes from the Greek word for zeal. Zeal: fervor for a person, cause, or object; eager desire or endeavor; enthusiastic diligence; ardor.

Ahh!! I am zealous! I have found where I belong, right here, by His side!

I apologize in advance to anyone with whom I might be talking to, He has been interrupting my conversations and I cannot help but reply!

I hope that anyone reading this is encouraged! Ask for God to reveal His true love for you! Ask Him how much He loves you, He will tell you!

sisters, makeup and waiting

Makeup, as wonderful as it is can be alot of trouble especially when it comes to younger sisters and is paired with the never ending search for the perfect shirt, bottoms, earrings, hair, shoes, etc. no matter how early you have them start getting ready it will take them at least half an hour past when you wanted to leave, and then chances are that by the time you get out to the car and are ready to pull out of the driveway they forgot something and have to go get it....and all the while we are trying to find something to keep us occupied that isn't to involved(like blogging about it)in the slim chance they may be done in a moment or two(hannah, if you are reading this, I love you!) I think she may be done.....

Puppies, Annie, and Fall

There are so many wonderful things about fall!! The colors, the smells, the chill in the air! I can't think of a thing i don't love about it! And, yes i realize i am a bit early in rejoicing and proclaiming the glory's of the season, but i have been waiting all summer for it!

Some other good things about fall....

The long, weary wait for the next season in our favorite shows is either over or so close to being over that we can taste it. In case you are interested, here is a list of the showsthat fill the tivo every week...

Lost...even though we still don't have an official start date, they have been tormenting us with previews and teasers that make us crazy trying to figure out just what is happening on the island and why dead people are reappearing.

Heroes...the Season premiere is this coming monday!! What the heck is going on!?! Is Claire going to join the dark side?...

Bones...this season has only been decent so far, and who are they going to get to take Zak's place?

Top Design, Gossip Girl, 90210, Kitchen Nightmares, Project Runway...

Fringe..this show has the potential to be really good, although some of the character realtionships are a bit questionable, but hey, the show just started so i will give it a chance.

Now, on to Annie and Daisy.

Mom and Hannah are out so I am at home "supervising". Have you ever tried supervising a 6 month old 55lb puppy and almost 5 year old? Let me tell you, it is busy work!! Already this morning we have had a near catastrophe, let me divulge...

annie was sitting on the couch watching imagination movers, when she let out an exclamation of surprise and ran out the back door saying that daisy had something. I ran out to investigate and came upon quite a scene, Annie, was chasing daisy screaming then stopped suddenly and those screams turned into hysteric wails and sobs. (I have only ever seen this reaction once before from annie and that was when her beloved "blue b" had been denuded of a fringe in the middle of a tantrum) Once i had deduced that daisy had been playing burglar, and had also been concernedly distracted by the wailing, i snatched the blue b up from the mud and quickly inspected it for any damage and was relieved to discover none, i grabbed a hysterical annie and ran inside, shut the dog out and attempted to tell annie that besides being dirty, her "B" was fine, and that we would wash it right away. After several minutes of sobbing, and snotting, we put the blanket in the washer and calmed down enough to let a very concerned daisy in, sat down and were cheered by an always lovely episode of Charlie and Lola. Things have now calmed down a bit and we are anxiously awaiting the reveal of a fresh. clean, and dry blue b.

I better leave it at that because i haven't seen daisy in the last few minutes and am pretty sure that she is into somthing she shouldn't be and annie is now upset because "the blasted ribbon won't even go in my hair!"

signing off....

A certain person with a certain shopping addiction...

Here I am, sitting at my computer debating whether or not I should go shopping. I am already ready to go, my hair is done, outfit complete(except for the shoes which have dissapeared somewhere in the vicinity of my armoire due to the fact that i have about three weeks of clean clothes piled all over my room) plans all made, but I keep trying to talk myself into it( i know that it is a losing battle as i have just made up my mind to go as soon as i finish this post because having weighed the pro's against the all so miserable cons...*cough*devil=cons*...well, the pro's simply sound better)

anyway, i have come to an almost certain conclusion that i, yes, i who have previously despised going shopping and would most likely would have rather had titanium splinters shoved under her fingernails than venture over the threshold of any clothing store, may possibly have a shopping addiction.....yep, there it is, i have just looked up the definition of addiction and it fits me to a tee when it comes to shopping...here i will post it here son any of you who are wondering whether or not you may be suffering from the same addiction can move a step further on the journey to self actualization....

the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma.

yes, there i am, see that bottom line??? the severe trauma, that is me, when i have not been shopping i tend to wander around aimlessy, with a confused expression on my face( I know about the confused expression because i have looked in the mirror during these withdrawls.)

shopping is actual wonderful therapy, just ask cher in clueless, i am sure that she

(Alicia Silverstone in Cluless, a definite classic)

will expound the wonderfully theraputic results that can be received by the simple swipe of ones debit(or in her case daddy's credit) card. oh the sweet release, knowing that even if your world is falling apart, there will always be a place to go buy something, anything, even if it is something as everyday as an endive.

shopping, i am going, i'll be back later, target is my first stop(of course) maybe i will see you there....oh, looks like hannah is going, i'll have another hour to talk myself out of going...

A Toilet Tale (don't worry, it's not yucky)

The following story is a post to my aunt after she found some lovely roots growing from under her toilet, I now dedicate it to you Heidi...



one time about ten years ago i was cleaning the toilet and there was this funny reddish brown thing coming out of one of the little water holes (not being a plumber i have no clue what those holes are called so humor me) i kind of screamed because i was sure that there was some sort of demon-sewer snake trying to get into my toilet ( i had unfortunately been traumatized in 1st grade(ironically mrs. wurlitzer's class) when some boys told me that there was a huge snake that liked to slither up into the girls bathroom on the playground and would then proceed to eat the 1st grade girls) so, despite me telling my self this was not possible, and even if it were(i now know that it is possible for critters to enter your house through pipes) that it would never happen to me, my over-active imagination kept me a great distance from said toilet) rabbit trails....

anyway after watching it for a very long moment to be sure that creature from the deep was not moving i poked it with the toilet brush, it didn't move... this is where I thought that perhaps it was very convincingly playing dead, so i went in search of some rubber gloves...after arming myself with said gloves, i reached into the toilet, drew back, reached again, drew back, armed myself with the toilet brush and reached finally all the way in, touched the "creature of my torment" and discovered that it was hard and cold. Now, the logical part of my brain told me that it was not the dreaded creature, but just some stick that had come through the pipes, but my imagination had a worse explination, that perhaps a piece of a glacier had broken off and some how gotten into our pipes and deposited some sort of prehistoric snake-worm-thing. after deliberating for a few minutes i decided that someone would have to brave the snake-worm-thing and since both mom and dad have never been big on killing creepy crawlies it was up to me

i wiggled that thing back and forth and it sure was sturdy. finally after mintues of yanking and pulling I succeeded in pulling out the "creature" only to find that it was not a creature at all but a rusty old nail. I have no clue how the nail got in there, it hadn't been in the tank because i had investigated that thing thoroughly when we moved in. anyway, mom told me about the roots and they reminded me of that. this is a true story!! makes me wonder what else is in our water lines that we don't know about. hopefully i never come across a basilisk, that would be really scary since i do not know any pheonix's. hope that you enjoyed this. it made laugh while i was writing it.

Things a Girl Does Not Enjoy...

This list is in no way shape or form fictional, these are real-life experiences of...well...me...

Things a Girl(or person) does not enjoy....

*Being invited to "Castles" by creepy old men.

*Being told by the smelly old dishwasher repairman that they need a new wife and you look like a prime specimen.

*Having "I Will Always Love You" played for them while working.

*Being told "Hmm...your dad must have his hands full with you for a daughter!"

This list could go on and on, but I think that I will stop here.

If any boys are reading this I highly recommend they never say anything like this to a person of the female sex, I can almost guarantee that they will not get a positive reaction.

Commencement

Commencement: an act or instance of commencing; beginning.

New adventures are always exciting, full of new sights, smells, chances to meet new people and learn new phrases. FYI: This is actually my second draft of this little note, since when I clicked publish post the little server goblins decided that my note looked like a tasty little treat and instead of letting it go on to where it was headed (my lovely new little blog) they gobbled it up like the wolf did poor little grandma, only there is no handsome woodsman to come along and cut it out *sniffles*. Since the dissapearance of the aforementioned "note" I have forgotten the specifics of what I said so I will give you the jist....Welcome...humor me, I am new at blogging, but very excited...i apologize in advance for my love of comma's, the word "that" and my ...(dot dot dot's). (i know, i know, many teachers have tried to break me of it, but i cannot seem to give them up)(and by the way, if you were to see a transcript of my thoughts i am absolutely positive that it would be filled with comma's,...'s, and that's.)

anyway, i am off to investigate the inner-workings of my new little corner of cyberspace and will talk to you again soon...