Ok, I am finally blogging about movies! Took me long enough! To be honest, I have hardly watched movies or television in about a month and a half.. True Blood has been the only exception. With that said, I'm going to backtrack and give some quick reviews of movies I have watched this year (some in theaters, some I watched for the first time on DVD).
Toy Story 3: Best movie I have seen this year, with a great story (plus it made me cry big time at the end)
Best Worst Movie: Great documentary on the cult following of Troll 2 and the actors from the film, but I still need to watch Troll 2 itself
Zombieland: Good comedy/horror blend about surviving zombie attacks, plus I always crave Twinkies when watching it
Boondock Saints II-All Saints Day: Cant beat the original, but decent plot with a few suprises (especially the last 10 minutes... wow, Agent Smecker)
Alice in Wonderland: Took me a while to realize this was more of a sequel to the animated Disney flick than a remake, but definately darker (was my first 3D movie experience too)
The Hangover: The funniest movie I have seen this year, and I cant stop quoting it!
Star Trek: I was never a trekkie, but after seeing this, I might have to explore the "playboy" antics of Captain Kirk...
Michael Jackson's This is It: This would have been an excellent comeback tour and I would have wanted to see it live.
Ghosts of Girlfriends Past: EXTREMELY predictable but I think Emma Stone's character (Ghost of dating past) was the best thing to come out of it!
Shrek The Final Chapter: This was very similar to the plot synopsis of Back to the Future Part II, but cute way of closing this movie franchise
Avatar: I sensed the Ferngully vibe, but wasn't blown away like many people were.
The Time Traveler's Wife: Should have read the book first so I would have understood it better
Obsessed: Totally predictable, but was satisfied with its seductive nature (I really love those kind of movies)
Sex and the City 2: I think this movie should have had a 2 drink minimum... at least, not to mention that it lost the charm the series and the first movie had established
The Green Mile: AMAZING movie that I should have watched years ago (might knock Dark Knight out of my top 5 favorite films, lol)
How to Train Your Dragon: Cute movie where one individual thinks outside the box and proves that the dragons are not hostile.
Couple's Retreat: Great team of actors and actresses, but made me really want to go to Bora Bora
I Love You, Man: Total bromance flick, plus my crush on Jason Segal quadrupled when watching this the first time
The Final Destination: Worst movie of the franchise and I should have seen it in 3D
Well, that's it! In the future, I will be writing more in-depth reviews of new movies as I see them! Hope you enjoyed my one-liners!
Monday, August 23, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Myself vs. Myself
I have opened my eyes for the first time in a long time.
If you guys remember the last two personal posts I have written, you may have noticed that I've been doing some reflecting when it comes to my past. I would say that this really started about three weeks ago, but moreso in the past two weeks. There have been some external reasons behind this, but mostly it is in regards to my sudden comeback in a social life. I have gone out and done things every weekend (and sometimes during the week) for a month now. That is a HUGE jump compared to the past 3 years (which was maybe getting out once a month). I have greatly missed being able to do this, and now that I'm getting back into it, I fear that it will go away.
I remember when I was 19 years old. I consider that one of the best years of my life. I was going to college, working at a gymnastics facility (and later a video store), and spending TONS of time with my friends. Other than my classes and work, I had no worries. I felt invincible, like I could do anything. I randomly dated guys (the only time in my life I really did that... I'm more of a relationship person). I was discovering the wild and spontaneous side of me. I participated in a wet t-shirt contest (didn't win, lol). I cruised down Noland Road for the hell of it. I even had one guy I dated just want to sit at home instead of getting out. What did I do? I made him go to a toy store with me.
Then I turned 20 and was pregnant a few months later. Yes, some of you read about the trials I went through in my marriage. But this isn't about that.
I love Truman. I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world. I take pride in being his mom. But just being a parent in general (and a single parent at that) is starting to be a personal struggle for me. Yes, I chose to have Truman even though he wasn't planned. I accepted the responsibilities of taking care of him, but I had the support of his father (yep that shot to shit really fast). What I didn't expect to happen was to feel like I have missed out on things, like certain rites of passage that one needs to go through before having kids.
I look at some of my closest friends and see how the ones that are married with kids handle parenthood and a social life. For the most part, they are all about the family structure, but when they get out for a night, the kids the last thing that's on their mind. Ok, I admit, that's how I prefer it too. If I am not around Truman, I want to have adult conversation and to be able to do adult things, like drinking, cursing, and dating.
Then there are my friends who have not yet been married. They have a different kind of independence that I do. They can just hop in the car and make a road trip if they have a free weekend. They can make more commitments to a plethora of activities. They don't necessarily have to worry about someone else's well being in order to have a night out.
Last year, I remember thinking that whenever I get back into the dating world, that I would need to filter out potential guys. Guys with similarities to my ex-husband... RUN AWAY FAST! Guys that ask for blowjobs before they know my name... Hell no! Guys that are parents themselves... good, even idealistic. But does idealistic usually happen in the dating world? No.
After almost 3 years, I have returned to dating. I feel awkward. It's not because of who, but because I haven't been out there in so long that I don't know what to do or what to say most of the time. Add in the fact that I have a kid, and that can potentially scare someone away. It's a newfound fear that I have. I want to be seen as the individual I am, not as someone who has baggage.
I know I am my own person, and I personally believe that I'm unique. I also know that I am a parent. I am both of those people. The recent weeks have definately opened my eyes, for what exciting things I hope to come in my future, and my fears that having a kid is going to hold me back from being with someone that is compatible with me.
If you guys remember the last two personal posts I have written, you may have noticed that I've been doing some reflecting when it comes to my past. I would say that this really started about three weeks ago, but moreso in the past two weeks. There have been some external reasons behind this, but mostly it is in regards to my sudden comeback in a social life. I have gone out and done things every weekend (and sometimes during the week) for a month now. That is a HUGE jump compared to the past 3 years (which was maybe getting out once a month). I have greatly missed being able to do this, and now that I'm getting back into it, I fear that it will go away.
I remember when I was 19 years old. I consider that one of the best years of my life. I was going to college, working at a gymnastics facility (and later a video store), and spending TONS of time with my friends. Other than my classes and work, I had no worries. I felt invincible, like I could do anything. I randomly dated guys (the only time in my life I really did that... I'm more of a relationship person). I was discovering the wild and spontaneous side of me. I participated in a wet t-shirt contest (didn't win, lol). I cruised down Noland Road for the hell of it. I even had one guy I dated just want to sit at home instead of getting out. What did I do? I made him go to a toy store with me.
Then I turned 20 and was pregnant a few months later. Yes, some of you read about the trials I went through in my marriage. But this isn't about that.
I love Truman. I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world. I take pride in being his mom. But just being a parent in general (and a single parent at that) is starting to be a personal struggle for me. Yes, I chose to have Truman even though he wasn't planned. I accepted the responsibilities of taking care of him, but I had the support of his father (yep that shot to shit really fast). What I didn't expect to happen was to feel like I have missed out on things, like certain rites of passage that one needs to go through before having kids.
I look at some of my closest friends and see how the ones that are married with kids handle parenthood and a social life. For the most part, they are all about the family structure, but when they get out for a night, the kids the last thing that's on their mind. Ok, I admit, that's how I prefer it too. If I am not around Truman, I want to have adult conversation and to be able to do adult things, like drinking, cursing, and dating.
Then there are my friends who have not yet been married. They have a different kind of independence that I do. They can just hop in the car and make a road trip if they have a free weekend. They can make more commitments to a plethora of activities. They don't necessarily have to worry about someone else's well being in order to have a night out.
Last year, I remember thinking that whenever I get back into the dating world, that I would need to filter out potential guys. Guys with similarities to my ex-husband... RUN AWAY FAST! Guys that ask for blowjobs before they know my name... Hell no! Guys that are parents themselves... good, even idealistic. But does idealistic usually happen in the dating world? No.
After almost 3 years, I have returned to dating. I feel awkward. It's not because of who, but because I haven't been out there in so long that I don't know what to do or what to say most of the time. Add in the fact that I have a kid, and that can potentially scare someone away. It's a newfound fear that I have. I want to be seen as the individual I am, not as someone who has baggage.
I know I am my own person, and I personally believe that I'm unique. I also know that I am a parent. I am both of those people. The recent weeks have definately opened my eyes, for what exciting things I hope to come in my future, and my fears that having a kid is going to hold me back from being with someone that is compatible with me.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Post-It Pop Culture
I was reading an article about what will be happening on this season of Grey's Anatomy. The TV Guide article quoted about Meredith and her "Post-It husband" Derek. That got me thinking about all the times where I have seen Post-It's appear in my favorite shows and movies. I present to you a compilation of my findings!
Sex and the City: This is, to me, the most shocking use of a Post-It that I have ever seen. Carrie is trying to work things out with her boyfriend Jack Berger, whom she has not been dating very long. Berger goes away for a couple days to clear his head. When he returns (with a bouquet of pink carnations), he says he wants to work on their relationship. Watch how it unfolds:
And the angry aftermath...
A Post-It breakup is just as bad as getting dumped via text message (ask Taylor Swift, she knows...). Jack Berger, as insighful as you were discussing that sometimes "He's Just Not that Into You," you also have a very cowardly way to end a relationship.
Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion: Wow, ditsy girls trying to look impressive for their former classmates. What was their plan? To look like succesful business women and claim they were the ones that invented Post-Its. It worked, for a while. One of their classmates disproved them in front of the "popular" group.
At least I learned the formula for glue out of this totally stupid movie. Oh, and enjoyed cute clothing that the girls made themselves, lol
Grey's Anatomy: In the season five finale, Meredith and Derek try to find time to go to the courthouse and get married. But, in the tradition of the craziness the hospital brings, it's just not possible (yes, this is the episode where we realize that John Doe is George). So while sitting in the employee breakroom, they decide to write their vows on a couple of blue (something borrowed, also something blue- courtesy of Christina Yang) Post-Its.
Untraditional, yes. Thinking outside the box? Totally! But when in the history of Meredith and Derek has anything been predictable, or even traditional? This Post-It marriage was perfect for them as a couple!
Home Alone 3: A little boy named Alex is stuck at home with the chicken pox after Christmas break is over. A group of theives are retrieving a computer chip that is hidden in a remote control car, which Alex received from shoveling snow. Toward the end of the film, when Alex is looking for things to help deceive the bad guys, he finds a cardboard cutout of a naked girl. There are Post-its cleverly attached to her private parts.
This is what you call PG fun with Post-Its. And sadly, no Macauley Culkin.
I did try to see if the show "How It's Made" did one about Post-It's. Not yet. Maybe I should submit that as a suggestion for a future episode!
Sex and the City: This is, to me, the most shocking use of a Post-It that I have ever seen. Carrie is trying to work things out with her boyfriend Jack Berger, whom she has not been dating very long. Berger goes away for a couple days to clear his head. When he returns (with a bouquet of pink carnations), he says he wants to work on their relationship. Watch how it unfolds:
And the angry aftermath...
A Post-It breakup is just as bad as getting dumped via text message (ask Taylor Swift, she knows...). Jack Berger, as insighful as you were discussing that sometimes "He's Just Not that Into You," you also have a very cowardly way to end a relationship.
Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion: Wow, ditsy girls trying to look impressive for their former classmates. What was their plan? To look like succesful business women and claim they were the ones that invented Post-Its. It worked, for a while. One of their classmates disproved them in front of the "popular" group.
At least I learned the formula for glue out of this totally stupid movie. Oh, and enjoyed cute clothing that the girls made themselves, lol
Grey's Anatomy: In the season five finale, Meredith and Derek try to find time to go to the courthouse and get married. But, in the tradition of the craziness the hospital brings, it's just not possible (yes, this is the episode where we realize that John Doe is George). So while sitting in the employee breakroom, they decide to write their vows on a couple of blue (something borrowed, also something blue- courtesy of Christina Yang) Post-Its.
Untraditional, yes. Thinking outside the box? Totally! But when in the history of Meredith and Derek has anything been predictable, or even traditional? This Post-It marriage was perfect for them as a couple!
Home Alone 3: A little boy named Alex is stuck at home with the chicken pox after Christmas break is over. A group of theives are retrieving a computer chip that is hidden in a remote control car, which Alex received from shoveling snow. Toward the end of the film, when Alex is looking for things to help deceive the bad guys, he finds a cardboard cutout of a naked girl. There are Post-its cleverly attached to her private parts.
This is what you call PG fun with Post-Its. And sadly, no Macauley Culkin.
I did try to see if the show "How It's Made" did one about Post-It's. Not yet. Maybe I should submit that as a suggestion for a future episode!
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Is it Fall Yet?
One of the things I like about living in the Midwest is that I get to experience all four seasons. Rainy springs, hot and humid summers, cool and breezy falls, and cold and snowy winters. I like the variety, most of the time. As a kid, I considered winter to be my favorite time of the year. I loved playing in the snow and always anticipated having a snow day from school.
Then, I started high school. I spent my friday nights going to football games. I had sought out independence from my family to experience new things. I was suprising myself with what I truly loved and hated in life. I also came to the realization that I actually disliked winter... and it took me getting my driver's license to come to that conclusion.
Since then, my favorite season became fall. It's not just because I learned to hate driving in winter (did I just contradict my last statement? maybe, lol). I actually have several reasons for LOVING this time of the year. And I have compiled a list of those reasons.
Watching the leaves change colors: I am always amazed at how beautiful the trees look each year, especially the leaves that turn orange. Whenever I own a house, I must have a maple or birch tree, just for that reason alone. I also love taking scenic drives at this time. I cant get enough of the beauty that nature provides.
Football season: Ok, so I'm not one of those people that will be tailgating at the Chiefs games every week. Like I mentioned earlier, I spent my Fridays at high school games (yes that may have started because of my high school boyfriend being on the team, but it grew to be something I enjoyed going to with my friends). I also get the urge to play a little football myself. I did play powderpuff football my junior and senior year and would love to get with the girls to play again (except not flag football like the school deemed).
The smells of Fall: someone burning leaves in a field, traces of apple cinnamon, fresh air, caramel, fog machines (around Halloween), a new box of crayons (back to school recollections), even the rain!
Less Sunlight/Daylight Savings: I prefer it to get dark around 6 or 7. I like having dinner under a starry sky. I also like setting clocks back an hour. It just feels like you get more time in the day when you do that.
Halloween: Always a fun time! I visit dozens of stores just looking at costumes and supplies (and always wish I had more money to get more costumes). I trick-or-treated until the 8th grade (and I was a trick-or-treat bag that year-- used a lawn and leaf bag as my costume). To me, this is hands down the most creative holiday out there.... lots of endless possibilities.
Back to School: I was one of those kids who loved going to school. Getting new supplies each year, seeing my friends everyday, learning new things. I saw each year as a fresh start for fun and exciting things.
Tastes of Fall: apple cider, caramel, chili, cinnamon rolls, candy corn (and those mini pumpkins), a glass of wine (when sitting outside)
Horror movies: I watch them all the time, but when fall comes around, I have a significantly increased desire to watch a lot of them. Especially in October (Halloween, duh!).
Being outdoors: This is the time of year that I spend the most outdoors. Springtime gives me allergy issues. Summer is too hot to bear at times. So when September rolls around, I'm out of the house! Yes, I'll take a table outside at a restaurant. I'll go on walks (which I should be doing on a regular basis, lol). I will sit on the hood of a car at the drive-in instead of sitting in it (or a lawn chair). Bonfire? I'm there!
My Birthday: It normally falls the week before Thanksgiving. So before families get together and stuff their faces with food, I get to celebrate my day of birth!
Hoodies!!! and Jackets: I'm a huge sucker for wearing hoodies. I hate wearing winter coats, they always feel too bulky. Just give me a hoodie to put on over a t-shirt or tank top and I'm good! But when I'm trying to look nice, I'll put on a lightweight jacket :-)
Fall TV Schedule: For the few shows that I watch on a regular basis, I get excited for seeing new episodes. I also try to get a feel for any new series vying for an audience. That's how I fell for shows like Big Love and (back in the day) Sabrina the Teenage Witch.
As I impatiently await the days for fall to come, I will have this list to read over in anticipation for experiencing my favorite time of the year!
Oh yea.... 39 days until Fall!!!
Then, I started high school. I spent my friday nights going to football games. I had sought out independence from my family to experience new things. I was suprising myself with what I truly loved and hated in life. I also came to the realization that I actually disliked winter... and it took me getting my driver's license to come to that conclusion.
Since then, my favorite season became fall. It's not just because I learned to hate driving in winter (did I just contradict my last statement? maybe, lol). I actually have several reasons for LOVING this time of the year. And I have compiled a list of those reasons.
Watching the leaves change colors: I am always amazed at how beautiful the trees look each year, especially the leaves that turn orange. Whenever I own a house, I must have a maple or birch tree, just for that reason alone. I also love taking scenic drives at this time. I cant get enough of the beauty that nature provides.
Football season: Ok, so I'm not one of those people that will be tailgating at the Chiefs games every week. Like I mentioned earlier, I spent my Fridays at high school games (yes that may have started because of my high school boyfriend being on the team, but it grew to be something I enjoyed going to with my friends). I also get the urge to play a little football myself. I did play powderpuff football my junior and senior year and would love to get with the girls to play again (except not flag football like the school deemed).
The smells of Fall: someone burning leaves in a field, traces of apple cinnamon, fresh air, caramel, fog machines (around Halloween), a new box of crayons (back to school recollections), even the rain!
Less Sunlight/Daylight Savings: I prefer it to get dark around 6 or 7. I like having dinner under a starry sky. I also like setting clocks back an hour. It just feels like you get more time in the day when you do that.
Halloween: Always a fun time! I visit dozens of stores just looking at costumes and supplies (and always wish I had more money to get more costumes). I trick-or-treated until the 8th grade (and I was a trick-or-treat bag that year-- used a lawn and leaf bag as my costume). To me, this is hands down the most creative holiday out there.... lots of endless possibilities.
Back to School: I was one of those kids who loved going to school. Getting new supplies each year, seeing my friends everyday, learning new things. I saw each year as a fresh start for fun and exciting things.
Tastes of Fall: apple cider, caramel, chili, cinnamon rolls, candy corn (and those mini pumpkins), a glass of wine (when sitting outside)
Horror movies: I watch them all the time, but when fall comes around, I have a significantly increased desire to watch a lot of them. Especially in October (Halloween, duh!).
Being outdoors: This is the time of year that I spend the most outdoors. Springtime gives me allergy issues. Summer is too hot to bear at times. So when September rolls around, I'm out of the house! Yes, I'll take a table outside at a restaurant. I'll go on walks (which I should be doing on a regular basis, lol). I will sit on the hood of a car at the drive-in instead of sitting in it (or a lawn chair). Bonfire? I'm there!
My Birthday: It normally falls the week before Thanksgiving. So before families get together and stuff their faces with food, I get to celebrate my day of birth!
Hoodies!!! and Jackets: I'm a huge sucker for wearing hoodies. I hate wearing winter coats, they always feel too bulky. Just give me a hoodie to put on over a t-shirt or tank top and I'm good! But when I'm trying to look nice, I'll put on a lightweight jacket :-)
Fall TV Schedule: For the few shows that I watch on a regular basis, I get excited for seeing new episodes. I also try to get a feel for any new series vying for an audience. That's how I fell for shows like Big Love and (back in the day) Sabrina the Teenage Witch.
As I impatiently await the days for fall to come, I will have this list to read over in anticipation for experiencing my favorite time of the year!
Oh yea.... 39 days until Fall!!!
Am I Weird???
Ok, there are many "names" that I label myself as an individual. For instance: movie geek, smart, hopeless romantic, optimistic, parent, bookworm, creative, passionate... to name a few. But do I label myself as being weird too??? I am going to compile a list of things about me that makes me question my "weirdness."
I am a female that does NOT have a shoe fetish. On average, I own less than 15 pairs of shoes. Half of them I don't even wear on a regular basis. But, I LOOOOOVE socks. I bet I have at least 100 pairs, all different colors and designs.
Collecting Things: Ok, whenever there is a movie that has sequels, I tend to collect them all. Even when I know that sequels generally suck compared to the original, I just HAVE to have it. Same goes with books, but books usually dont suck (in my opinion) so I feel fine with that, lol.
I have NEVER been drunk in my life: Yea, I think that pretty much explains it all...
My taste in music: It's eclectic. If you were to go through my IPod, you would find an interesting blend that includes Frank Sinatra, Marilyn Manson, Backstreet Boys, Journey, Eminem, Madonna, and Elton John. You'll also find some really bad one-hit wonders (Macarena, anybody?)
I didn't watch ET until I was 19: The first time I tried to watch this movie, I was about 3 or 4. Scared the crap out of me. I didnt like seeing his heart through his skin. Then, when I was 7 or 8, I was at a birthday party where everyone wanted to see it. I ran out of the room and refused to participate. Luckily everyone changed their mind about watching it. So when I was working at Blockbuster, I finally decided to give in and watch it (I mean, I was already calling myself a movie geek by that time). This is one of those times where I felt completely stupid for avoiding this movie, especially since it was 1. A great movie and 2. I've seen things 100 times scarier than ET's heart.
I proudly wore stone washed jeans to a high school theater lock-in: I felt like a rockstar when wearing said jeans.
My elementary school sandwich eating habit. Ok, from second grade to about fifth grade I had a method for eating my sandwiches. I would start from the top left corner and finish at the bottom right corner. I had to eat even numbered bites... HAD to. When I became a teenager, and looked back to this, I realized that this could have easily been OCD behavior. Um, wow....
I used to daydream that my parents would divorce and marry other people so I could have more birthday and Christmas celebrations: In reality I would be horrified if they divorced (and as I am writing this, I note that their 30th Anniversary is the next day).
I like the smell of thrift stores: You know what I'm talking about. That very distinct scent when you walk in the door.
Playing Creed's "With Arms Wide Open" during intimate moments messes with my head: Dont get me wrong, I love this song. It has a great message behind it. But, if I'm having some personal time with a significant other, I would keep this song out of the playlist. Why, you ask?? Um.... it makes me think of having a baby.
I check my horoscope every day: Yes, I take it with a grain of salt. But I like to see if what it says actually happens. I get suprised and kind of giddy when it is dead on.
Grimm's Fairy Tales: I was raised a Disney brat. That's how I knew my fairy tales. Once I became a teen though, I discovered that those were toned down versions for the sake of not traumatizing children. So when I start reading Grimm's Fairy Tales, I am overjoyed. It's more realistic. Wow... blood and gore too! I prefer to read the original versions of things, which I why I proudly own my own copy of the Grimm brother's works (with gold embossed pages and all, hehe).
Hardwood floors: I enjoy hardwood floors. Sliding on them with socks in a Risky Business kind of way. Totally awesome. I even sometimes lay on my stomach and push with my feet against a door or wall to have a massive gliding experience. If you have hardwood floors you should try it, NOW!
My second grade klepto incident: In tradition of keeping young students on their toes, teachers like to change seating arrangements. I had been seated next to the bookshelf that had all the older textbooks on it. When I got bored, I would look at them. So when the desks were moved, I was on the other side of the classroom. On the last day of school I was too embarrased to put the books on the shelf. They ended up in my backpack. I dont think the school ever found out.
I buy only cheap purses: I have NEVER spent more than $15 on a purse. This makes me different compared to my mom and sister. I just don't see the point in going for a name brand bag with a price tag in the hundreds. Just give me a clearance rack at Kohl's or Target and I'll be happy!!!
I used to eat paper: Not really sure why I did... but I think I definately got enough fiber when I did!
Pro-Life or Pro-Choice: Ok, controversial topic. I am a believer in Pro-Choice. However, if it was me personally making that decision I wouldn't abort. If I am going to be sexually active, then I accept the responsibilities if I get pregnant. If I know beforehand that I am carrying a baby that will have mental disibilities, then I take it as a sign that I am meant to raise a child like that. If I was raped... still on the fence on what I would do there.
Ok, now that you have read this.... Am I Weird???
I am a female that does NOT have a shoe fetish. On average, I own less than 15 pairs of shoes. Half of them I don't even wear on a regular basis. But, I LOOOOOVE socks. I bet I have at least 100 pairs, all different colors and designs.
Collecting Things: Ok, whenever there is a movie that has sequels, I tend to collect them all. Even when I know that sequels generally suck compared to the original, I just HAVE to have it. Same goes with books, but books usually dont suck (in my opinion) so I feel fine with that, lol.
I have NEVER been drunk in my life: Yea, I think that pretty much explains it all...
My taste in music: It's eclectic. If you were to go through my IPod, you would find an interesting blend that includes Frank Sinatra, Marilyn Manson, Backstreet Boys, Journey, Eminem, Madonna, and Elton John. You'll also find some really bad one-hit wonders (Macarena, anybody?)
I didn't watch ET until I was 19: The first time I tried to watch this movie, I was about 3 or 4. Scared the crap out of me. I didnt like seeing his heart through his skin. Then, when I was 7 or 8, I was at a birthday party where everyone wanted to see it. I ran out of the room and refused to participate. Luckily everyone changed their mind about watching it. So when I was working at Blockbuster, I finally decided to give in and watch it (I mean, I was already calling myself a movie geek by that time). This is one of those times where I felt completely stupid for avoiding this movie, especially since it was 1. A great movie and 2. I've seen things 100 times scarier than ET's heart.
I proudly wore stone washed jeans to a high school theater lock-in: I felt like a rockstar when wearing said jeans.
My elementary school sandwich eating habit. Ok, from second grade to about fifth grade I had a method for eating my sandwiches. I would start from the top left corner and finish at the bottom right corner. I had to eat even numbered bites... HAD to. When I became a teenager, and looked back to this, I realized that this could have easily been OCD behavior. Um, wow....
I used to daydream that my parents would divorce and marry other people so I could have more birthday and Christmas celebrations: In reality I would be horrified if they divorced (and as I am writing this, I note that their 30th Anniversary is the next day).
I like the smell of thrift stores: You know what I'm talking about. That very distinct scent when you walk in the door.
Playing Creed's "With Arms Wide Open" during intimate moments messes with my head: Dont get me wrong, I love this song. It has a great message behind it. But, if I'm having some personal time with a significant other, I would keep this song out of the playlist. Why, you ask?? Um.... it makes me think of having a baby.
I check my horoscope every day: Yes, I take it with a grain of salt. But I like to see if what it says actually happens. I get suprised and kind of giddy when it is dead on.
Grimm's Fairy Tales: I was raised a Disney brat. That's how I knew my fairy tales. Once I became a teen though, I discovered that those were toned down versions for the sake of not traumatizing children. So when I start reading Grimm's Fairy Tales, I am overjoyed. It's more realistic. Wow... blood and gore too! I prefer to read the original versions of things, which I why I proudly own my own copy of the Grimm brother's works (with gold embossed pages and all, hehe).
Hardwood floors: I enjoy hardwood floors. Sliding on them with socks in a Risky Business kind of way. Totally awesome. I even sometimes lay on my stomach and push with my feet against a door or wall to have a massive gliding experience. If you have hardwood floors you should try it, NOW!
My second grade klepto incident: In tradition of keeping young students on their toes, teachers like to change seating arrangements. I had been seated next to the bookshelf that had all the older textbooks on it. When I got bored, I would look at them. So when the desks were moved, I was on the other side of the classroom. On the last day of school I was too embarrased to put the books on the shelf. They ended up in my backpack. I dont think the school ever found out.
I buy only cheap purses: I have NEVER spent more than $15 on a purse. This makes me different compared to my mom and sister. I just don't see the point in going for a name brand bag with a price tag in the hundreds. Just give me a clearance rack at Kohl's or Target and I'll be happy!!!
I used to eat paper: Not really sure why I did... but I think I definately got enough fiber when I did!
Pro-Life or Pro-Choice: Ok, controversial topic. I am a believer in Pro-Choice. However, if it was me personally making that decision I wouldn't abort. If I am going to be sexually active, then I accept the responsibilities if I get pregnant. If I know beforehand that I am carrying a baby that will have mental disibilities, then I take it as a sign that I am meant to raise a child like that. If I was raped... still on the fence on what I would do there.
Ok, now that you have read this.... Am I Weird???
Thursday, August 12, 2010
A Day In the Life of Casey....
Thursday August 12, 2010
8:11 am- I am stirring. I hear my Mom getting ready for work. I look at the clock and realize that I've had about 5 1/2 hours of sleep. I shift around in my bed and try to sleep a little more.
8:27am- I lose that battle.
8:28am- First text message of the day. It's from my friend Maria. She wants to get the kids together and go swimming. As I consider it, I notice my headache from the day before hasn't gone away (Grrrr.. stupid me for drinking caffiene after a week without any. But it was my favorite drink... lol).
8:32am- Take ibuprofen with water. Then chased it with orange juice.
8:41am- Turn on computer. Log into Facebook. Decided to start writing this blog.
8:52am- Chatting with 3 people on FB chat (Maria, Doug, Katrina).... two of them point out that I'm up early. My reputation for being a night owl is mocking me.
9:00am- Alarm clock goes off. Makes me jump. Feels embarrased that it scared me... then again, nobody else saw me jump, so maybe it didn't happen...
9:21am- Dad calls from Connecticut. Informs me that Mom is going to Paris in November for Worlds. I have momentary dislike for my mom.
9:55am- Realizes I was starting to nod off.
10:19am- Loses Internet connection (Nooooooooo......)
10:24am- Grabs cell phone and logs into Facebook. Sadly, I cannot get on FB chat this way. Boo.
10:30am- Turns on tv to watch music videos while lying in bed, just for a little bit.
11:52am- Realized I fell asleep. Sent text to Maria explaining that, cancel pool play date. Recalls very vivid dream that ends with a really tall black guy slowly bumping and grinding with me... Hmm....
12:10pm- Documented vivid dream to write into my dream journal later
12:20pm- Recieved EXTREMELY disturbing picture mail from my friend Katrina (too graphic to discuss, but male genitalia was involved...)
12:30 Watch Yo Gabba Gabba with Truman while eating a bowl of Raisin Bran. I shout out lines from "I'm on a Boat" when Andy Samberg makes appearance on the kids show (but only the "clean" lines since Truman was within earshot, lol)
12:55pm- Second disturbing picture mail from Katrina (another of genitalia, but funnier pic)
1:00pm- Get Truman and myself ready to leave the house. I decided on my hot pink Yo! Mtv Raps graphic tee and navy blue capris. Also sprayed Sun Ripened Raspberry body splash-- my scent of the day!
1:24pm- Leave house. Truman requests to hear "California Gurls."
1:35pm- Stop and get gas at Lakeview Deli in Grandview. Truman requests "Dont Stop Believing."
1:47pm- While crossing the state line on 435 WB, I spot a silver Mustang with an Autobot emblem on the back windshield. Truman says it's a Decepticon.... nope. Autobot.
1:59pm- Get to the eye doctor. Have text message convo with Jaymie while waiting for Truman's name to be called. Also updated Facebook status about Autobot car, hehe (yes, I am a geek).
2:40pm- Leave eye doctor. Truman is happy he didn't have to get eye drops. His vision has improved with wearing glasses! I decide to listen to a Beach Boys cd on the way home.
2:57pm- Home!!! And back in Air Conditioning!!!
3:07pm- I saw that my Grandma left voicemail. Listened to it.
3:13pm- Reboot modem so I can get on the Internet. It works. Work on this blog and poke around on Facebook. Tried Twitter.... kept getting the "over capacity" whale. Grr...
4:10pm-Truman and I leave to go to "Meet the Teacher" at his elementary school.
5:54pm- Back home. Truman loved his classroom. He got his new school t-shirt for the assembly next Friday, and a new book from his teacher, Mrs. Wilkinson. He did not want to leave (that made me happy that he's already comfortable there). Filled out some paperwork. Said hi to a few of the other parents. Truman tried to throw a fit when we were leaving, but that passed quickly. Mom calls and says she's not coming home after work.
6:00pm- Dinner. Leftover goulash that I made a couple nights ago. I didn't feel like cooking anything.
6:12pm- Back on the computer. Working on this blog. On Facebook, again... lol. Turn on tv to Mtv Hits to listen to music. Truman is happily playing with his toys in his room.
6:39pm- Truman takes my DVD of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen to watch in his room (he must still be thinking about the Autobot we saw earlier today).
6:55pm- Adam Lambert's "If I Had You" music video is on. I turn on my surround sound. He's major eye candy to me! Yes, I know he's gay, but he's on my "list." Hehe....
7:01pm- 2nd phone call from Grandma today. Crap. I forgot to do her laundry.
7:06pm- 3rd phone call from Grandma. At the same time, Truman walks in wearing his Iron Man mask.
7:24pm- Eminem's "Stan" video!!! Still my favorite of his songs. I used to have a crush on Devon Sawa in my preteen/early teen years. *Bobs head to the beats and sings along
7:31pm- Decide to keep Eminem trend going. Goes to YouTube to play "Love the Way You Lie." I'm addicted to this song right now.
7:37pm- Clicks "Replay" button. Told you... addicted.
7:38pm- Text message convo with my friend Patrick.
7:45pm- Heads outside to water flowers and to let Truman play for a little bit.
8:15pm- Visit with Lori next door. Discussed "Meet the Teacher" night
8:20pm- Oh! It's Trash night. Gather up all the trash (and recycle bin) and put them at the curb.
8:36pm-Tells Truman it's time to go back inside. Gets a snack for him.
8:38pm- Decide to sort through/ organize Truman's school supplies (includes labeling, placing required items in schoolbox, bagging other items, packing backpack for Monday morning).
8:52pm- Grandma calls for the 4th time. Says she will call back later to see if my Mom is home yet.
9:40pm- Realizes how late it is. Tells Truman to get pajamas on and get ready for bed. He listens immediately.
9:45pm- Back online. Updating this blog (again). Getting on Facebook (again). See a pattern??? LOL
10:02pm- Deciding what time I will venture to the back deck to catch the Perseid Meteor Shower.
10:19pm- Mom gets home. With Olive Garden leftovers. Hoping there is salad so I can have it for lunch tomorrow. Yep, there is!
10:29pm- Screw it! Eats some of the salad. (In the words of Ke$ha... I'll regret it in the morning.... )
10:55pm- Have a moment of boredom. Take Boondock Saints quiz.
11:30pm- Getting ready to head outside to watch Meteor shower. Since I will be outside at Midnight, I am ending this blog. Now, when I go to bed.... that's for another day, lol.
8:11 am- I am stirring. I hear my Mom getting ready for work. I look at the clock and realize that I've had about 5 1/2 hours of sleep. I shift around in my bed and try to sleep a little more.
8:27am- I lose that battle.
8:28am- First text message of the day. It's from my friend Maria. She wants to get the kids together and go swimming. As I consider it, I notice my headache from the day before hasn't gone away (Grrrr.. stupid me for drinking caffiene after a week without any. But it was my favorite drink... lol).
8:32am- Take ibuprofen with water. Then chased it with orange juice.
8:41am- Turn on computer. Log into Facebook. Decided to start writing this blog.
8:52am- Chatting with 3 people on FB chat (Maria, Doug, Katrina).... two of them point out that I'm up early. My reputation for being a night owl is mocking me.
9:00am- Alarm clock goes off. Makes me jump. Feels embarrased that it scared me... then again, nobody else saw me jump, so maybe it didn't happen...
9:21am- Dad calls from Connecticut. Informs me that Mom is going to Paris in November for Worlds. I have momentary dislike for my mom.
9:55am- Realizes I was starting to nod off.
10:19am- Loses Internet connection (Nooooooooo......)
10:24am- Grabs cell phone and logs into Facebook. Sadly, I cannot get on FB chat this way. Boo.
10:30am- Turns on tv to watch music videos while lying in bed, just for a little bit.
11:52am- Realized I fell asleep. Sent text to Maria explaining that, cancel pool play date. Recalls very vivid dream that ends with a really tall black guy slowly bumping and grinding with me... Hmm....
12:10pm- Documented vivid dream to write into my dream journal later
12:20pm- Recieved EXTREMELY disturbing picture mail from my friend Katrina (too graphic to discuss, but male genitalia was involved...)
12:30 Watch Yo Gabba Gabba with Truman while eating a bowl of Raisin Bran. I shout out lines from "I'm on a Boat" when Andy Samberg makes appearance on the kids show (but only the "clean" lines since Truman was within earshot, lol)
12:55pm- Second disturbing picture mail from Katrina (another of genitalia, but funnier pic)
1:00pm- Get Truman and myself ready to leave the house. I decided on my hot pink Yo! Mtv Raps graphic tee and navy blue capris. Also sprayed Sun Ripened Raspberry body splash-- my scent of the day!
1:24pm- Leave house. Truman requests to hear "California Gurls."
1:35pm- Stop and get gas at Lakeview Deli in Grandview. Truman requests "Dont Stop Believing."
1:47pm- While crossing the state line on 435 WB, I spot a silver Mustang with an Autobot emblem on the back windshield. Truman says it's a Decepticon.... nope. Autobot.
1:59pm- Get to the eye doctor. Have text message convo with Jaymie while waiting for Truman's name to be called. Also updated Facebook status about Autobot car, hehe (yes, I am a geek).
2:40pm- Leave eye doctor. Truman is happy he didn't have to get eye drops. His vision has improved with wearing glasses! I decide to listen to a Beach Boys cd on the way home.
2:57pm- Home!!! And back in Air Conditioning!!!
3:07pm- I saw that my Grandma left voicemail. Listened to it.
3:13pm- Reboot modem so I can get on the Internet. It works. Work on this blog and poke around on Facebook. Tried Twitter.... kept getting the "over capacity" whale. Grr...
4:10pm-Truman and I leave to go to "Meet the Teacher" at his elementary school.
5:54pm- Back home. Truman loved his classroom. He got his new school t-shirt for the assembly next Friday, and a new book from his teacher, Mrs. Wilkinson. He did not want to leave (that made me happy that he's already comfortable there). Filled out some paperwork. Said hi to a few of the other parents. Truman tried to throw a fit when we were leaving, but that passed quickly. Mom calls and says she's not coming home after work.
6:00pm- Dinner. Leftover goulash that I made a couple nights ago. I didn't feel like cooking anything.
6:12pm- Back on the computer. Working on this blog. On Facebook, again... lol. Turn on tv to Mtv Hits to listen to music. Truman is happily playing with his toys in his room.
6:39pm- Truman takes my DVD of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen to watch in his room (he must still be thinking about the Autobot we saw earlier today).
6:55pm- Adam Lambert's "If I Had You" music video is on. I turn on my surround sound. He's major eye candy to me! Yes, I know he's gay, but he's on my "list." Hehe....
7:01pm- 2nd phone call from Grandma today. Crap. I forgot to do her laundry.
7:06pm- 3rd phone call from Grandma. At the same time, Truman walks in wearing his Iron Man mask.
7:24pm- Eminem's "Stan" video!!! Still my favorite of his songs. I used to have a crush on Devon Sawa in my preteen/early teen years. *Bobs head to the beats and sings along
7:31pm- Decide to keep Eminem trend going. Goes to YouTube to play "Love the Way You Lie." I'm addicted to this song right now.
7:37pm- Clicks "Replay" button. Told you... addicted.
7:38pm- Text message convo with my friend Patrick.
7:45pm- Heads outside to water flowers and to let Truman play for a little bit.
8:15pm- Visit with Lori next door. Discussed "Meet the Teacher" night
8:20pm- Oh! It's Trash night. Gather up all the trash (and recycle bin) and put them at the curb.
8:36pm-Tells Truman it's time to go back inside. Gets a snack for him.
8:38pm- Decide to sort through/ organize Truman's school supplies (includes labeling, placing required items in schoolbox, bagging other items, packing backpack for Monday morning).
8:52pm- Grandma calls for the 4th time. Says she will call back later to see if my Mom is home yet.
9:40pm- Realizes how late it is. Tells Truman to get pajamas on and get ready for bed. He listens immediately.
9:45pm- Back online. Updating this blog (again). Getting on Facebook (again). See a pattern??? LOL
10:02pm- Deciding what time I will venture to the back deck to catch the Perseid Meteor Shower.
10:19pm- Mom gets home. With Olive Garden leftovers. Hoping there is salad so I can have it for lunch tomorrow. Yep, there is!
10:29pm- Screw it! Eats some of the salad. (In the words of Ke$ha... I'll regret it in the morning.... )
10:55pm- Have a moment of boredom. Take Boondock Saints quiz.
11:30pm- Getting ready to head outside to watch Meteor shower. Since I will be outside at Midnight, I am ending this blog. Now, when I go to bed.... that's for another day, lol.
Monday, August 9, 2010
"I Like the Way You Lie" on Facebook
Ok, so today I wrote a really long blog. However, I dont have it on here. I wanted to keep it private and allow only certain people to view it. So if you would like to read it, you need to have access to my facebook page.
The blog is about my abusive marriage.
Just post a comment on here or message me on facebook if you would like to be allowed access to read it.
The blog is about my abusive marriage.
Just post a comment on here or message me on facebook if you would like to be allowed access to read it.
Sacrifices
I'm going to get a little more personal here.
I've had a lot of things happen to me the past three years. Some really good things and some not so pleasant. Getting out of an abusive marriage: was hard to do but the moment I did it, I never looked back. Getting fired from my job at Home Depot: totally unexpected but I knew and understood what I did wrong. Dad's bypass surgery: caught everyone (and my Dad) off guard. Being the strong female that I am, I was able to get through everything with a smile on my face.
However....
There is one thing that I've been (for the lack of a bettter word) "dealing with" that has sent me through a wave of emotions and has made me sacrifice a lot of things. My Grandma.
After my Grandpa died in 2006 (6/6/06 to be exact.... creepy), my Grandma's health has gone down a steady decline. I had thought that being the couple that they were (get the image of Allie and Noah from The Notebook in your head) that when one of them died, then the other would be gone within a year. Yea, that didn't happen. But, two years ago her health took a pretty deep dive. She was told by her physician that she couldn't live alone anymore.
Sacrifice #1: Summer 2008
Since I had just been fired from Home Depot, I was conveniently available to stay over at my Grandma's about 3-4 times a week, with Truman in tow. It wasn't bad then. I just had to help her do some stuff around the house, help make meals and keep an eye on her in case she would have a possible fall. I was collecting unemployment at the time so I was able to have somewhat of a life at that time (but I was also going through my divorce and that was taking some of my time too).
Around Halloween 2008, I got hired at Cargo Largo. Some changes had to be made since I wasn't going to be as available to help out Grandma. It worked itself out, for a moment.
Sacrifice #2: 2009
The chain of events leading to my Grandma moving in with my Aunt and Uncle are fuzzy to me (so many back and forth from hospital to rehab to house messed with my head). I understand it was hard for my Grandma to leave her home. Hell, I might be that way too in 50-60 years. Grandma needed a lot of care. She could no longer cook, do most chores, and sometimes had trouble walking to the bathroom and back. I know it was a struggle for her to become completely dependent on others for everything (again that could be me in the future). At this time, I had no idea what I was in for. I was taking care of her most Fridays, every Sunday, and random days during the week. Most of the time, Truman was with me. After a while, I noticed that I was putting in a lot of hours there while also balancing a 40 hour a week job. Between the two commitments, I had no time for anything else. Goodbye social life. Try dating... how?
That summer was where I hit a low point.
My emotional stresses over taking care of my Grandma was reaching a boiling point. I was getting aggrivated at things I shouldn't have. Truman was getting tired of not being home. I had quit my job at Cargo Largo (between my Grandma and my Dad post-heart surgery I couldn't give them any availability to work). I knew my Grandma was having issues with her memory. One day, she was getting argumentative with me about something like how long it had been since her sheets were changed or about one of my family member's supposed attitude toward her. She was trying to say I was wrong, and for some reason, I snapped. After yelling at her, I grabbed Truman and walked out the door. My uncle was pulling in at that moment and I think I said a short sentence to him before getting in my Jeep and leaving.
I turned around 1/2 a block later.
I vowed to never do that to my Grandma again, no matter how stressed I was over the situation.
Sacrifice #3: 2010
After my Grandma was in and out of the hospital and a couple nursing homes, she returned to live with my Aunt around Valentine's Day. My Mom and Aunt had a very nice, sitdown conversation with me about taking care of Grandma this time around. I came into this ordeal with a brand new attitude. I didn't want to make the same mistakes as last time. My Mom worked with me to get the opportunity to have a night out with my girlfriends every so often (even one time to go to a Twilight movie party with a good guy friend--- yea I know. Twilight). I was more attentive to my Grandma. I pushed her to do things, eat a better variety of food. It didn't bother me as much that I couldn't look for a job or hang out with my friends as often as I wanted.
Since late-May, my Grandma has been staying at an assisted living facility that's only five minutes from my house. I visit her 3-4 times a week and do her laundry when she runs out of clothes. About a month ago, my social life picked up significantly. Not only was I finding time to hang out with my girlfriends, but I found new friends as well (and, dare I say it? A possible new man). It makes me wonder that giving up some of my freedom the past couple years is paying off for me. Yes, that does sound selfish, but I have a life too. And I need to be starting it.
I've had a lot of things happen to me the past three years. Some really good things and some not so pleasant. Getting out of an abusive marriage: was hard to do but the moment I did it, I never looked back. Getting fired from my job at Home Depot: totally unexpected but I knew and understood what I did wrong. Dad's bypass surgery: caught everyone (and my Dad) off guard. Being the strong female that I am, I was able to get through everything with a smile on my face.
However....
There is one thing that I've been (for the lack of a bettter word) "dealing with" that has sent me through a wave of emotions and has made me sacrifice a lot of things. My Grandma.
After my Grandpa died in 2006 (6/6/06 to be exact.... creepy), my Grandma's health has gone down a steady decline. I had thought that being the couple that they were (get the image of Allie and Noah from The Notebook in your head) that when one of them died, then the other would be gone within a year. Yea, that didn't happen. But, two years ago her health took a pretty deep dive. She was told by her physician that she couldn't live alone anymore.
Sacrifice #1: Summer 2008
Since I had just been fired from Home Depot, I was conveniently available to stay over at my Grandma's about 3-4 times a week, with Truman in tow. It wasn't bad then. I just had to help her do some stuff around the house, help make meals and keep an eye on her in case she would have a possible fall. I was collecting unemployment at the time so I was able to have somewhat of a life at that time (but I was also going through my divorce and that was taking some of my time too).
Around Halloween 2008, I got hired at Cargo Largo. Some changes had to be made since I wasn't going to be as available to help out Grandma. It worked itself out, for a moment.
Sacrifice #2: 2009
The chain of events leading to my Grandma moving in with my Aunt and Uncle are fuzzy to me (so many back and forth from hospital to rehab to house messed with my head). I understand it was hard for my Grandma to leave her home. Hell, I might be that way too in 50-60 years. Grandma needed a lot of care. She could no longer cook, do most chores, and sometimes had trouble walking to the bathroom and back. I know it was a struggle for her to become completely dependent on others for everything (again that could be me in the future). At this time, I had no idea what I was in for. I was taking care of her most Fridays, every Sunday, and random days during the week. Most of the time, Truman was with me. After a while, I noticed that I was putting in a lot of hours there while also balancing a 40 hour a week job. Between the two commitments, I had no time for anything else. Goodbye social life. Try dating... how?
That summer was where I hit a low point.
My emotional stresses over taking care of my Grandma was reaching a boiling point. I was getting aggrivated at things I shouldn't have. Truman was getting tired of not being home. I had quit my job at Cargo Largo (between my Grandma and my Dad post-heart surgery I couldn't give them any availability to work). I knew my Grandma was having issues with her memory. One day, she was getting argumentative with me about something like how long it had been since her sheets were changed or about one of my family member's supposed attitude toward her. She was trying to say I was wrong, and for some reason, I snapped. After yelling at her, I grabbed Truman and walked out the door. My uncle was pulling in at that moment and I think I said a short sentence to him before getting in my Jeep and leaving.
I turned around 1/2 a block later.
I vowed to never do that to my Grandma again, no matter how stressed I was over the situation.
Sacrifice #3: 2010
After my Grandma was in and out of the hospital and a couple nursing homes, she returned to live with my Aunt around Valentine's Day. My Mom and Aunt had a very nice, sitdown conversation with me about taking care of Grandma this time around. I came into this ordeal with a brand new attitude. I didn't want to make the same mistakes as last time. My Mom worked with me to get the opportunity to have a night out with my girlfriends every so often (even one time to go to a Twilight movie party with a good guy friend--- yea I know. Twilight). I was more attentive to my Grandma. I pushed her to do things, eat a better variety of food. It didn't bother me as much that I couldn't look for a job or hang out with my friends as often as I wanted.
Since late-May, my Grandma has been staying at an assisted living facility that's only five minutes from my house. I visit her 3-4 times a week and do her laundry when she runs out of clothes. About a month ago, my social life picked up significantly. Not only was I finding time to hang out with my girlfriends, but I found new friends as well (and, dare I say it? A possible new man). It makes me wonder that giving up some of my freedom the past couple years is paying off for me. Yes, that does sound selfish, but I have a life too. And I need to be starting it.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Changes.... Big Changes
I am prepared for what's coming, but I am also not prepared. A new chapter in my life, but moreso Truman's life. In 11 days, Truman will be experiencing his first day of kindergarten.
It's a little surreal to me that I have a child old enough to be starting school. The past 5 years and 9 months have flown by. I have enjoyed watching him experience new things with amazement, from his first steps to his first word (car). Now he's going to be learning a whole world of new things.
I think it first hit me back in April, when pre-registration started. Walking into his elementary school for the first time reminded me of my days at Meadowmere Elementary (the school song and pledge still embedded in my mind to this day). I saw the excitement in Truman's eyes when he was looking at all the kid's projects in the halls, meeting his Principal, and seeing a few random classrooms with desks and chairs just his size.
Since then, I've been working with Truman to get prepared for kindergarten. The school gave out a list of things that he should know prior to his first day. When I was reading the list, I discovered he knew everything on it, except for his address and telephone number. Ok, easy stuff. He's got his address down now, but not his number, lol.
I've also been working on his bedtime. I'll admit that I've been lazy about a set bedtime since he was a baby. He's become accustomed to being a night owl like his mommy. Since his week at Vacation Bible School, he's been getting up in the morning compared to almost noon. He's not quite to what will become his normal wakeup time, but a vast improvement.
This weekend, we will be going to get his school supplies. Yes, this is the state's tax-free weekend. Yes, I expect it to feel like shopping on Black Friday. Why am I doing it? To save money. I've already walked around a couple places with Truman, getting price estimates and asking him what kind of backpack he wants (Iron Man--- I'm trying to steer him away from that, like going for Toy Story or Spongebob-- more age appropriate for a kindergartner). I always loved getting new school supplies as a kid, so I would be pleased to see him get excited about it too.
Now I said that this would be a change for me too, and it is. I will see Truman a lot less everyday. I will also be saving money on daycare expenses, but that could even out because I'm replacing that with groceries to make his lunch and buying his lunch from time to time, plus other school related expenses. And, being a single mom, I'm going to be doing this alone since the ex has proved countless times his unwillingness to help. With that said, my parents have always been supportive and, if needed, I can fall back on them.
Since Truman will be in class, I will have a lot more "me" time. I will be more available for getting together with friends and loved ones, take myself to lunch or a movie, and get myself back into school. I haven't been back to college since the week before Truman was born and would really like to complete my degree. Once I get the financial part squared away, I'll be enrolling.
So, for now, Truman and I are enjoying these last days. Here's to the start of a new, exciting change....
It's a little surreal to me that I have a child old enough to be starting school. The past 5 years and 9 months have flown by. I have enjoyed watching him experience new things with amazement, from his first steps to his first word (car). Now he's going to be learning a whole world of new things.
I think it first hit me back in April, when pre-registration started. Walking into his elementary school for the first time reminded me of my days at Meadowmere Elementary (the school song and pledge still embedded in my mind to this day). I saw the excitement in Truman's eyes when he was looking at all the kid's projects in the halls, meeting his Principal, and seeing a few random classrooms with desks and chairs just his size.
Since then, I've been working with Truman to get prepared for kindergarten. The school gave out a list of things that he should know prior to his first day. When I was reading the list, I discovered he knew everything on it, except for his address and telephone number. Ok, easy stuff. He's got his address down now, but not his number, lol.
I've also been working on his bedtime. I'll admit that I've been lazy about a set bedtime since he was a baby. He's become accustomed to being a night owl like his mommy. Since his week at Vacation Bible School, he's been getting up in the morning compared to almost noon. He's not quite to what will become his normal wakeup time, but a vast improvement.
This weekend, we will be going to get his school supplies. Yes, this is the state's tax-free weekend. Yes, I expect it to feel like shopping on Black Friday. Why am I doing it? To save money. I've already walked around a couple places with Truman, getting price estimates and asking him what kind of backpack he wants (Iron Man--- I'm trying to steer him away from that, like going for Toy Story or Spongebob-- more age appropriate for a kindergartner). I always loved getting new school supplies as a kid, so I would be pleased to see him get excited about it too.
Now I said that this would be a change for me too, and it is. I will see Truman a lot less everyday. I will also be saving money on daycare expenses, but that could even out because I'm replacing that with groceries to make his lunch and buying his lunch from time to time, plus other school related expenses. And, being a single mom, I'm going to be doing this alone since the ex has proved countless times his unwillingness to help. With that said, my parents have always been supportive and, if needed, I can fall back on them.
Since Truman will be in class, I will have a lot more "me" time. I will be more available for getting together with friends and loved ones, take myself to lunch or a movie, and get myself back into school. I haven't been back to college since the week before Truman was born and would really like to complete my degree. Once I get the financial part squared away, I'll be enrolling.
So, for now, Truman and I are enjoying these last days. Here's to the start of a new, exciting change....
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Dinner with the Deceased...
I've been thinking all day of what I should blog about next. Lots of different things popped up into my head, but none that I could spend a good amount of time writing about. Then, I grabbed one of my many journals laying around in my room (signs that I am a writer--- I have kept everything I have ever written). So this journal I grabbed holds silly lists of things. Things like "TV Shows I've seen every single episode" and "Fictional Characters I would date/marry." One list in particular stuck out tonight, and here I go.
If I were to have a dinner party, which deceased people would I invite to join me???
(And no, this isn't some advertising ploy to see the movie Dinner for Schmucks. Which I do in fact want to see-- my movie geekness crept out, lol)
Here we go!
1. Leonardo daVinci
A painter, musician, sculpter, inventor, architect, scientist, geologist, writer... good Lord he did a lot! A man this talented deserves to be at any dinner party! I have always been highly fascinated by people who expand their creativity to all aspects of their lives and Mr. daVinci is definately one of them! I would just sit and listen to all his stories, his ideas, how he painted this, why he invented that, what inspires him. And I would milk it all in!
2. William Shakespeare
Anyone that really knows me knows how much of a Shakespeare nut I am. I even write poems in perfect iambic pentameter (and very proud of that). I love that he wrote some of the best romances, the funniest comedies and the most dramatic plays out there. For being an aspiring writer myself, I would be extremely honored to be in his prescence.
3. Harry S. Truman
Come on! I'm a Kansas City girl. I need local representation at my dinner party. This is one of the few former presidents I actually take a personal interest in. My prerequisite before speaking to him at the dinner party would be for me to finally read David McCullough's biography on Mr. Truman (which is conveniently sitting on my bookshelf). Oh, and I have to make sure that I tell him that my son is someone indirectly named after him, hehe.
4. Vincent Price
I hold him in high regards in the horror industry. I have not watched all of his works (yet) but have always been fascinated with how his mind worked. I feel some sort of odd connection with him, and I blame it on his cameo rap in Michael Jackson's "Thriller." It would be amazing to hear stories of the film industry from his peak in fame. Fascinating man.
5. Johnny Carson
I grew up watching his shows with my parents, especially around my Grandma and Grandpa Savory. I always saw him as a very simple, happy man. Everybody could tell he absolutely loved what he did in life. He was one of the true showmen. No other late night personality can live up to his standards, they just cant. I would expect lots of laughter at the dinner party.
6. Michael Jackson
For some reason, his death hit me like no other celebrity out there. I was truly stunned. I was only a few weeks old when "Thriller" first premiered on MTV. I remember watching the premiere of "Black or White" during my crush on Macaulay Culkin days (yes, the Home Alone kid). Forget about all the child molestation charges and things like that. I saw him as a great artist and performer. That's all that mattered to me.
7. Jesus Christ
I've spent a great deal of my life looking for what I truly believe in when it comes to religion. Who better than to have him at the dinner party to help me understand things???
I hope this list was enjoyable. I really had a good time writing about everyone mentioned. Now to make this dinner party a reality... that's a totally different story, LOL.
If I were to have a dinner party, which deceased people would I invite to join me???
(And no, this isn't some advertising ploy to see the movie Dinner for Schmucks. Which I do in fact want to see-- my movie geekness crept out, lol)
Here we go!
1. Leonardo daVinci
A painter, musician, sculpter, inventor, architect, scientist, geologist, writer... good Lord he did a lot! A man this talented deserves to be at any dinner party! I have always been highly fascinated by people who expand their creativity to all aspects of their lives and Mr. daVinci is definately one of them! I would just sit and listen to all his stories, his ideas, how he painted this, why he invented that, what inspires him. And I would milk it all in!
2. William Shakespeare
Anyone that really knows me knows how much of a Shakespeare nut I am. I even write poems in perfect iambic pentameter (and very proud of that). I love that he wrote some of the best romances, the funniest comedies and the most dramatic plays out there. For being an aspiring writer myself, I would be extremely honored to be in his prescence.
3. Harry S. Truman
Come on! I'm a Kansas City girl. I need local representation at my dinner party. This is one of the few former presidents I actually take a personal interest in. My prerequisite before speaking to him at the dinner party would be for me to finally read David McCullough's biography on Mr. Truman (which is conveniently sitting on my bookshelf). Oh, and I have to make sure that I tell him that my son is someone indirectly named after him, hehe.
4. Vincent Price
I hold him in high regards in the horror industry. I have not watched all of his works (yet) but have always been fascinated with how his mind worked. I feel some sort of odd connection with him, and I blame it on his cameo rap in Michael Jackson's "Thriller." It would be amazing to hear stories of the film industry from his peak in fame. Fascinating man.
5. Johnny Carson
I grew up watching his shows with my parents, especially around my Grandma and Grandpa Savory. I always saw him as a very simple, happy man. Everybody could tell he absolutely loved what he did in life. He was one of the true showmen. No other late night personality can live up to his standards, they just cant. I would expect lots of laughter at the dinner party.
6. Michael Jackson
For some reason, his death hit me like no other celebrity out there. I was truly stunned. I was only a few weeks old when "Thriller" first premiered on MTV. I remember watching the premiere of "Black or White" during my crush on Macaulay Culkin days (yes, the Home Alone kid). Forget about all the child molestation charges and things like that. I saw him as a great artist and performer. That's all that mattered to me.
7. Jesus Christ
I've spent a great deal of my life looking for what I truly believe in when it comes to religion. Who better than to have him at the dinner party to help me understand things???
I hope this list was enjoyable. I really had a good time writing about everyone mentioned. Now to make this dinner party a reality... that's a totally different story, LOL.
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