The little (brown) match girl….

Guess what? I rose from the dead. I don’t have many excuses, except for I have been kissing lots of corporate butt cheeks lately as well as dealing with school, an absent husband (for five days) and all of those things that make you not want to post posts.

Now that I am back, I really don’t have many important things to say except for one and it really isn’t important at all….

Lately, when I walk down the gutter punk infested streets, while at lunch break or on a mission to fetch something for someone at work, I come across this window that is like a black hole sucking me in. You know when you watched the Little Match Girl for the first time and your heart melted as she stared into the delectable Christmas meal she knew she could never eat before she proceeded to starve and freeze to death? Well, that’s me, except in this case, I am 20 some years older and brown and I don’t die. I just die inside knowing I will never have them!

After a while I gave in and glanced a tiny glance into the window. One thing led to another, and now I just stand there, speechless and fantasize about living in a big fancy house where I don’t kiss corporate butt cheek for a living, but instead I lay around in my fancy shmancy robe, drink tea and accost the teenage pizza guy and kick him in the face with my 9 trillion dollar Prada shoes when he rings my doorbell. There I said it. I am not a name brand whore, but goddammit these shoes are so brilliant! I would leave my wife and kids for them and the best part is that I don’t even have a wife, just one kid!!

So anyway I present to you my new favorite pastime: (In the future, if I am ever lost, before you file a missing persons report you might want to check at the corner of SW Fifth Avenue) What? My momma always said to dream big…..

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

Pieces of Fall

I have about 3 drafts that I have started to write and then I remember I have soup on the stove or knitting to finish or Facebook to stalk, and I never get back to it. The main excuse for not writing as much is that Fall is here and we are enjoying it. We promise there will be more posts soon. They will be filled with fun and excitement just for you!

In the meantime enjoy some photos of the latest and greatest!

Apple Tasting at the Portland Nursery.  I made tiny pies with the apples we purchased and they were delicious!

Reconnecting with old friends:

Hanging out with the nephew:

A day of shopping in Seattle and Michael’s favorite Pina Colada:

Ezra’s first race!

If I could spit nails right now I would!

I am so mad right now.  And I am mad that I am mad!  Yesterday Lori told me that she wanted to see Paranormal Activity.  This was a surprise to me because she would rather chew on glass than watch a scary film.  She saw the trailer and it piqued her interest.  So I did what most people do, I obtained a copy for us to view and we invited the neighbors over to watch.

Turns out the real horror of the film was watching the goddamn piece of boring sludge.  I want to tear my intestines out because that would provide more satisfaction.  It seemed to me that 70% of the film was spent watching the people sleep and something happened of no fucking consequence.  The last time I was so angry at a film was when I watched Rachel Getting Married and I was subjected to watching a dishwashing loading contest.  What the fuck??  Oh, the drama of loading dishes!  If you haven’t seen that film don’t.

I created an account on IMDB.com just to write the following comment:

Paranormal Activity (2007)

Sets a new standard (as in the standard that Plan 9 set long ago…), 24 October 2009

The worst movie I have ever seen!! Plan 9 From Outer Space has been displaced from it’s number 1 spot on that list. I watched this with my fiancé and a couple of friends and we all could not stand this film. There should be a way to give negative votes to drag down all those other high scores.

I don’t understand all the high praise for the film. Did we all watch the same movie? How can anyone compare this to the Blair Witch Project? That film had real emotional tension and drama. This film had us watching someone sleeping!! Sleeping!! Oh, the horror of sleeping and a door moves! AHH! Run away! No, wait now they are standing…is that?…nope, nothing she went back to sleep.