Thursday, July 15, 2010

Do you know this lady?

I decided to multi-task today.  It was the best multi-tasking I've done in my whole life.  If you know me at all, you know I don't do more than one thing at a time or I go berserk.  Anyway, I took my work laptop to my pedicure and it was the best hour of work I've ever spent... not to mention that the money I was earning seriously offset the pedicure fee.

But here's where the story begins.  The woman in the chair next to me was also getting a pedi... and an mani.... Simultaneously.  Picture Dorothy in the Emerald City but as a frosty-tipped hair middle-aged woman with a tan and short shorts.  I wouldn't have cared except the poor Asian woman doing the manicure had to keep coming over on my side to get to the woman's right hand and my personal space felt a bit compromised.

I worked and soaked.  Simultaneously.

And she wouldn't stop talking.  Another benefit to bringing the laptop?  Quickly typing a list of topics she rattled on about.  Here it is:
  • "Do you have organic nail polish?"--  "Do you think if I brought in my own you could use it on me?"  --"You really should consider buying organic nail polish. Then I could tell ALL my friends to come here for the organic nail polish..." -- "How about organic lotion?  Do you have any organic lotion?" -- "You really should consider...."
  • "Ooooh.  I smell something... what IS that smell?" --  "No it's not the lotion, it's something chemical..." -- "Oh, it's the alcohol?  Boy that sure is strong... the odor... burns my nose..."
  • As she was getting her forearm massaged:  "Oh, now that feels nice... that's my tennis and golfing arm, it get's so sore..."
  • "Ow!  That's a little rough!  You need to lighten up, that is too hard." -- "Oh dear, now that tickles, you're tickling me..." --  "I am just so sensitive... my feet are so sensitive..."
  • "You can turn the TV to anything you want... it's up to you what you watch..." -- "Do you get Fox News?" -- "I really don't like Soap Operas, do you?"--  "I really prefer Fox News".
Amazing I got any work done at all.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Like a broken record.

Tonight I was talking to John about how he sometimes becomes fixated on things and can't let them go. 

"Your brain is like a broken record... you know?"

"Yeah.  Like someone has a brain that is really good at something but mine is better than their's so I broke their record."

Why did I think he would know what a record was when we aren't even in the age of CDs anymore?

Although... he has probably broken several records I don't want to know about.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

The picture.

Luckily, Tommy was with me the other day and snapped a photo...

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Organic hair

I tried to embrace the natural state of my hair today... it didn't work.

Here's the thing...

I got my hair colored a few weeks ago and ever since it has had an extra frizzy, very difficult texture.  Today I decided to "go with it".  In fact, I even sprayed it for a little MORE volume.  I convinced myself, "this is cool, hip and edgy."  I fought the urge to pull it back into my standard pony.

I felt like Diana Ross, I looked like Don King, and I decided I was ok with it.  Then I ventured into public.  I suddenly felt like my brother did when he was a foot taller than everyone in high school.  Tommy would insist that everyone was looking out of the corner's of their eyes at him as he walked by.  By my second stop, the hair was tamed by the old rubber band.

Baby steps to organic hair.  I will set the trend-- just not today.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

This is not going to make me popular with the ladies.

Here's the thing (that's how I would like to start off the majority of my posts but seem to always convince myself to save it for that one special post)--

I am a mediocre Twilight fan.  Fair weather Twilight fan.  Middle of the road Twilight fan. 

Don't get me wrong I really liked the first book.  I sat and read it one afternoon.  Something about it drew me in, but the writing style started to bug me.  Still, I went and read the second book, irritation rising a little more.  By the time I got to the third book, Eclipse I was totally impatient and quit reading it in the middle.  I knew there were four books and wanted to skip to the end. 

The romance aspect got old for me-- I mean, really?  I didn't like how Edward was a bit controlling and how codependant they became, and how syrupy it all was.  It was like that infatuation stage of a relationship that eventually deepens into a more mature sweet love was stuck at infatuation for a realllllly long time and that was all there ever would be.  Some may argue that this is due to the no pre-marital relations issue, but I beg to differ.  It was flat to me.  Probably because the author ran out of words listed in the thesaurus to describe their feelings.

But still I tried.  The final book was ok, didn't rock my world or anything and I actually struggled to get through it.  I hate the name Renesme or whatever it is.  The intense relationship remained flat for me-- just in a bigger, economy size package.  Bella's dad's blind acceptance of her situation seemed like an easy fix.  The whole Jacob imprint thing seems a little too easy also.  Whatever.

I still wanted to see the first movie.  It was alright.  The make-up was awful, the sparkles and tree climbing were humorous, and I couldn't get over the contact lenses and fake American accent. I tried again at the second movie.  The writing and acting lacked depth and I found myself bored.  I liked Jacob because he actually smiled once in a while and seemed the most relatable (for a werewolf).

So yesterday when Sara called and asked if I wanted to go to the midnight showing of Eclipse I agreed because I keep going back hoping to find that interest I had when I read the first book.  I want to feel that when I see the movie.  I have to admit, this one was the best of the three so far.  Maybe I liked it better because sun seemed to shine a bit more. But it still lacked in character to me.  The actors were looser than in the first two, but still too stiff and unrelatable.  Edward's make-up was much better, and the contacts looked a little more realistic (or maybe I'm used to them now) but there was at least one instance when one of his black pupils didn't match up with the other eye.  And as an owner of an occasional googly eye myself, I found that distracting.

It's funny, I find Robert Pattinson (or however you spell it) much more charming during his talk show interviews than I do in the movie.  I wish it was the other way around.  And don't get me started on Kristen Stewart, she needs a PR rep to coach her for her interviews.  It's possible my dislike for her translates to my dislike of her version of Bella in the movies.  I get tired of seeing her same five expressions throughout the film.

But don't get me wrong-- I had a great time.  We totally lucked out with our seats-- some friends had inadvertently saved two extra so we were able to have a prime spot.  I think we were some of the last people to arrive (11:45) with some of the best seats.  I don't think I'll pull another midnight showing again for a long time though, I still woke up at 7:30 am and have been dragging all day.

Don't worry... I will still be there for the final two movies (can you say Harry Potter?), but at least now I will be prepared for the disappointment of mediocrity.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Deep conversation...

Me:  Do you think X had a boob job?

Jared:  What?  I don't know, I'll ask her boyfriend.

Me:  No don't.  I don't want it to get back to her that I was curious.

Jared:  Why?  Isn't it a compliment?

Me:  Is it?

Later at Wal-Mart after walking by a Renaissance Fair-clad couple:

Jared:  Did you see that?!

Me:  You mean did I see anything other than those gigantic squished up boobs coming straight for me?

Jared:  Do you think hers are real?

Me:  Yes.  You can't get fake ones to sit on a corset like that, and didn't you notice them jiggling all over the place?

20 minutes later:

Jared:  So did that corset have a shelf or something?  How did she get them to sit like that?

It took 20 more minutes of questions and demonstrations to explain how the corset did not have to have a ledge for her boobs to sit like that.

Jared:  Was she even cute?

Me:  I don't know, I couldn't get past the dynamic chest.

Jared:  I wish I had my camera.  We could have donated the picture to the People of WalMart website.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Lots of Pictures Part II-- Museum

These are from a recent trip to one of my favorite places, the Littleton Historical Museum...




Cousins...




These are John's photos...