Tuesday, September 29, 2009
takes me back
Anywho. SO I'm sitting at the table working on book orders when an oldie but goodie starts spinning on my iPod. Instantly, I'm back in my old room; turquoise carpet, blue gingham duvet on the bed, an Austin Powers poster on the door, small hanging mirror ball from my light fixture and a naive 19 year old, missing her missionary. Yes, it's true. I told myself I would never do it. I was in total denial to be quite honest with you. I already had a few friends leave on missions but this one was different. Do you want to know how I knew?? I missed him terribly. I had never felt this way before, ever. About anyone. I felt like my appendanges had been taken and I was left helpless and crying.
I never wanted to be one of those girls. I watched some friends send off their boyfriends to a faraway land to preach the Gospel and I thought they were total suckers. I was always so guarded about my emotions. So to watch them blubber and cry and stay at home because "their missionary" was gone, I decided that was not for me. I was young!! I wanted to be out, having fun, dating, dancing, doing whatever the hell I wanted to do, without having to worry about hurting someone's feelings or feeling guilty for having fun.
But, there I was, bawling my eyes out for someone. It was a whirlwind of dating and movies and dances and concerts and just enjoying each other's company. It went by so fast! Well, it was January until May 18, when he left. But I really was just having fun. When, in the thick of it all, I fell in love without truly realizing it. And he was gone. For two whole years.
We even had a song. It is still our song. It is on our wedding video. We listen to it on our anniversary. We reminisce about when he first sang it to me and thus became our song (I will save that story for another monstrous post). So when he left, of course I listened to it over and over. Talk about torture! I might as well have scooped my heart out with a dull spoon. So during one of my lock-myself-in-my-dark-room-with-"our song"-on-repeat-moments, I had forgotten to press repeat and I let the CD continue without even realizing it. Then, when I noticed it was on the last song, I found there was a secret song that is not listed on the album. It is now considered to be our second song because it describes perfectly how we both felt.
So funny enough, during my in-depth book searching, that was the song that popped up on my iPod, without me even realizing it. Honestly, I had almost forgotten about the song and there it was, swelling up so many old emotions. So I did what I had wanted to do when I first heard that song, ten years ago. I walked right up to D, wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss to remember.
Monday, September 28, 2009
snl weekly
Anywho. Back to SNL. Megan Fox did pretty good for her first time hosting. This was probably my favorite skit of the night. Of course, it has Kristen Wiig who is so, so funny. It is almost what you would expect from stuartesses (or whatever the politically correct term is) on a plane. Enjoy!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
candle on the water
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
snl weekly
Mike Myers has to be highlighted in our countdown. He was one of the most versatile cast members on SNL. He came up with so many different characters and a lot became permanent skits, some even turned into a major motion picture. Simon was one of my faves. The take on the English accent and being in the tub with Danny DeVito...how can it not be funny?!?
stir crazy

I wasn't much of a popcorn lover before marrying my sweet D. I mean, I liked popcorn but it wasn't something I reached for when I wanted a snack. But my husband's family tradition is to pop some on a Sunday night. So this is what we find ourselves doing quite a bit. We especially love using our West End Stir Crazy popper. It is the coolest, I must say. Nothing like what I grew up with. Nowadays, people tend to microwave popcorn more than pop some up themselves. Another plus is the entertainment the popping provides for the kids. Giddiness overload occurs just by placing the popper on the counter. We like to eat it with a little butter and salt. Sometimes we even add popcorn seasonings that we bought up in Canada (because Canada rules in the treat department). But our favorite way to eat it is with caramel. I have an awesome recipe for that too. My cute cousin is the caramel popcorn master and was kind enough to share it with me. And now (drumroll), here it is:
The Best Caramel Popcorn on the Planet
- stick of butter
- 1 C Karo syrup
- 1 C brown sugar
- 1 C sweet and condensed milk
Melt butter in a 2-3 qt pot over medium heat. Once melted, add the cup-a-cup-a-cuppa ( I've always wanted to say that). Stir constantly and bring to a boil. Boil for 2 minutes. Pour over popcorn and enjoy!!
We love making this and adding mint M&M's during Christmas time. It is a great treat to share with the neighbors. :) Now get to poppin'!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
snl weekly
Cheri Oteri and Molly Shannon were amazing. It is too bad neither of them have really done much since being on SNL. Especially Cheri Oteri. She was one of my favorite cast members of all time. She is so seriously funny and talented. Her comedy is very smart and you have to be fast to catch all of it. Enjoy this skit called Leg Up, where they play two old movie stars whose star doesn't shine as brightly anymore.
Friday, September 18, 2009
black cab sessions
medusa

Looking in the mirror, an image of Medusa actually came to mind. Then I thought, "Clash of the Titans is a really good movie." Then I thought, "I cannot believe my parents let me watch that." Then, "I wish I had an owl like he did" and "those pink flowy pajamas in the movie were the coolest."
Also, I had a serious crush on Harry Hamlin. To fight and cut off the head of one of the scariest creatures, Medusa. (And yes, I do realize I compared myself to Medusa. I do look pretty scary when fresh from a shower). Then to journey all that way to deliver the head and have to deal with many other mythological creatures along the way...a scorpion that grows to the size of a large elephant, a two-headed dragon. I may have just given up. But he wanted to save his true love and, of course, did.
So then I start to think that D is my Perseus and I, his Princess Andromeda because even though I slightly resemble Medusa, on the inside I was a Princess...but D made me a Queen.
Time to dry my hair...
Thursday, September 17, 2009
dinosaur train

Monday, September 14, 2009
favorite children's books

I own The Wonderful Wizard of Oz and also Alice in Wonderland. But my next purchase will be Peter Pan. I consider them a keepsake.


