Boom. ...Boom. ...BOOM! It's baaaacck...
Some Things I Love:
The Jerk, which happens to be on tv right now.
Especially when Navin says: "...and that's it and that's the only thing I need, is this. I don't need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that's all I need. And this remote control. The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that's all I need. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball. And this lamp. The ashtray, this paddle game and the remote control and the lamp and that's all I need. And that's all I need too. I don't need one other thing, not one - I need this. The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. And this. And that's all I need. The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair."
OH, and when he says this:
"I know we've only known each other four weeks and three days, but to me it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week and the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days. And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day, and then you came back and later on the sixth day, in the evening, when we saw each other, that started seeming like two days, so in the evening it seemed like two days spilling over into the next day and that started seeming like four days, so at the end of the sixth day on into the seventh day, it seemed like a total of five days. And the sixth day seemed like a week and a half. I have it written down, but I can show it to you tomorrow if you want to see it."
Pistachios! Why didn't anyone tell me they were like sunflower seeds...except BIGGER! and BETTER! All this energy I've spent being afraid of them and all of the sudden it's like the pistachio fairy reached down and tapped me with her magic wand. OH! and the ones that are Habanero Pepper-flavored on the outside from Fresh Market? GAAAAH.
Painting the house finally! Different colors! We've lived in light tan for over 2 years now. But last weekend I painted the loft a.k.a. my new office/reading sanctuary/movie room (which yes, I will share with my husband occasionally).
Please don't judge me for the canoe. It was a mother-in-law gift. Which conveniently covers the cords from my IKEA lights.
The Rock. So my tastes are varied. Sue me.
Some Things I Hate:
The intense spasmatic cramp in my left neck and left shoulder, down to my elbow. Painting should be fun this weekend.
Snow melting, turning our back yard into a soggy mess...and the area where we let the dogs out to pee turns into a molten crap pool. Hmmm...time to pick up the poop, eh honey? (Hint, hint.)
Mangoes. We tried them once, just because at the time we were into Chris Kattan's "Mango" character on SNL. Ick. No. Bad idea.
Monopoly. My sister and I always ended up in a never-ending game where we'd fight over running out of money, hogging all the properties, taking the dog playing piece, etc. But then again, we also fought while playing Nintendo (controllers were thrown), Barbies, (why do YOU get the crystal shoes?), and pretty much everything else, so the problem may have lied beyond the game...
Some Things I am Confused About:
That steamy look the road gets when it's really sunny/hot outside. I feel like I used to know how that happened but at some point have since forgotten. Care to explain?
Women with facial hair. The other week we got our furniture from a very pretty girl...who happened to also have sideburns. And chest hair. I'm not joking. With today's technology...? Why?
What has happened to SNL? There seem to be some good people on. I love Maya Rudolph, Seth Meyers, and Tina Fey. But is it just me, or are there hardly any new shows compared with what they used to have? And if there are, I never seem to see them. I really hope the great institution of SNL isn't going downhill, my college years were filled with visions of Spartan Cheerleaders and Mango and armpit-sniffing. It would be a shame for the next generation to miss something like that. Tsk, tsk.
Stuffed Care Bears. Why are they back out? Do we like them now? Did we ever care? Was there a public outcry for more Care Bears? I don't get it. Why stop there? Let's just bring back Rainbow Brite. And Smurfs.
