blockbusters

movies are back in my life. did i tell you that pete signed up for netflix? it was quite a coup d'etat in this house b/c we've pretty much avoided movies for the last decade. i don't know if we are picky exactly - but we, well yeah, i guess we are really picky. i need to be entertained and if i'm not it's kind of a like a personal affront to my intelligence and the value of my time. like batman begins. omg did i hate that movie. hated it! joker was interesting sure - but the movie? 70 minutes too long. and we just watched mystic river on friday. i think i missed something b/c sean penn wasn't that great. sorry. but he wasn't. tim robbins - awesome. murder story, interesting. rest of the characters - snoresville and not believable. marcia gay harden is good but bacon? his estranged wife? what? i was over it 10 minutes in.



so what's so special about movies being back in my life? nothing.

oh for christ's sake. this is hilarious! i almost (almost) forgot i even had this little diddy going. i think my goal was one post per month. i hate goals. i'd rather just be pleasantly surprised with a mild level of success - which is to say, low expectations don't leave you disappointed. i know, sad. but i always have a smile on my face so it can't be all-bad.

we just got back from a radical trip to Big Sky Country. holy smokes was it great. pete likes to push me and prod me to be faster and better, but i just like to roll down the hill, gain some speed, take a fast turn and enjoy the ride. i think he could snowboard every day of his life. we've got to get that boy back to the mountains.

in the meantime, did i say, "holy fuck it's hard to get back into the swing of things" yet? cause it is. my body rejected my computer desk like a bad organ. a cirrhosified liver. it wasn't pretty. i almost cracked some skulls on tuesday. but today went more smoothlyer. i was actually able to laugh about the poop water dripping from the flooded boy-toilet upstairs. if you can't laugh at poop water, you have problems. unless of course you are the poor soul who has to clean it up. god bless 'em.

and in the spirit of trying to be excited again about work, let's talk about the fact that we recycle now! i don't have to wake up nights devising new ways to make our office manager feel bad about not recycling. not that i put in that much effort. mostly i just got pissed about it but kept it to myself. oh here and there i'd drop clues...but i think it took a few more employees dropping their jaws at our past practices to finally wake 'em up. i think it's working out well if only b/c i see all the cardboard taken away for recycling instead of hauled to the dump. i didn't know people didn't know about recycling. my dad has been recycling since i was born. it's hard to teach something that wasn't learned. is that true?

i think it might be. things that are just so engrained in you - i mean i've not thought about what is recyclable for ages. i just know. why can't you recycle ziplocs in your weekly recycling? i don't know - you just can't. i am going to think of other things i live daily and should be able to explain better.

yeah right, i'll be back in three months - laughing my ass off at the november posting but grimacing again at september and october. tschus!

It's snowing! It's finally snowing! We've been living in this pleasant-but-creepy mid-forties universe for some time now and I wasn't going to say anything because that would surely bring negative 40 degree wind chills come January. So I was just enjoying the light jacket and gloves weather while I could, all the while feeling quite certain it is the product of all of those aerosol hairspray cans my sisters used in the 90s.

And now that Halloween and Thanksgiving have passed, it's time to pull out the green & red bins kiddies! I haven't yet fully embraced the concept of Christmas decor. I have a nativity scene from my step-mom that I really like. And the first Christmas after we moved into our house I did the post-holiday scrounge at Target and came out with quite a few items. Of which two I use and thirty I have yet to use. But this year feels a little different. I might just hang those lights and shoot, maybe we'll even get a Charlie Brown tree this year. Yes, after a few Scrooge McDuck years, I think the holly and jolly is rising from the ashes this holiday season.

Perhaps it is the rekindled peace between me and Pete. Or perhaps it's just this snowy Sunday morning.

Take 2

it's been awhile. i think i've been outside mostly. did you see the wps (white people shit) website yet? http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/
steven sent me the ones that really apply to me - like making him feel bad about not going outside, recycling, and pretending to like soccer! i will admit, they are hilarious. i just went there to get that link and it was on peacoats. nailed. tears are coming out of my eyes. whew.

so i guess i have to kind of topicize these postings. i have a lot on my mind lately ranging from the possible phrase "president palin" to planting garlic to agnosticism. where to begin? and that is always my out to go outside. but it's dark and raining so i'll probably just find out who killed the electric car and get back to you on it.

start somewhere

well, you gotta start somewhere. and it sure won't be with that font!

i have always been and always will be a classic american times new roman girl. always.

well kids, here goes nothing. i have condemned the word blog since first having lain eyes on it. but alas, even my dad got a cellphone. succumb to the technology? no. don't. choose to use it on your terms. and for good, not evil. and remember your roots. hence, don't forget to go outside.

speaking of cell phones, pete is having a problem with his right now. no screen. all other functionality is at 100%, just no visuals. i say tough. people lived through decades without silly screensavers of their horses face, phonelists at their fingertips and the ability to text 'google' for the exact address to the bar (though i admit, i love that perk). the unknown makes it more exciting. and memorizing phone numbers probably wards off alzheimers. here's to the rotary!

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