Today I was starting to feel a little stir crazy so I took myself out for pancakes and a painful return experience at EB Games. But let's be honest, have you ever had an EB Games experience that wasn't painful? No? Because you're not a video game nerd like me? Well, you're better off for it.
Tragically, all the pre and post Christmas shopping has left me with mall ennui and after wandering around listlessly for 15 minutes I left. I guess I have a shopping limit after all. Back to the tv.
How many hours of Ally McBeal can you watch in a day? Well apparently 4 episodes is my max but I think that's too many because I don't like Ally by the end of it. How many hours of The Tudors can you watch in a day? Apparently there's no limit to the amount of drool I have for hot, hot Henry VIII. Though he's doing less fucking in Season 3 he still manages to be shirtless for a little bit in each episode.
Peeps, I can't think of the last time I watched this much tv. By the end of the day today I was back to reveling in it. It feels so luxurious to just loll about all day alternating hot Tudors with hot time travelling Scots (hello trashy romance novel).
To balance out my sloth (and pancakes) I ate half a cantaloupe and bowl of carrots. And I promise that when it finally warms up this weekend I'll go out for a walk. At least to the corner store.
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Monday, January 04, 2010
The Week Off: Day 1
I accidentally slept until noon today. The snooze button and I had a bit of a disagreement this morning about what a 'snooze' actually was, or something, it was all very hazy. In some ways it was a rather fitting start to my day.
I rolled into jam-jams and hoofed it out to the couch to read Audrey Niffenegger's latest book, Her Fearful Symmetry. I hesitate to recommend it. I think if you read it, you would be best to stop about 3/4 of the way through. You'd be better off being left cliff-hung than having to muddle through a truly confusing and off-putting ending. A very strange second offering from this author. If you haven't read it, I would say go for Time Traveler's Wife and skip over this one. I'm not quite ready to give up on her as a writer though. I still really like Niffenegger's voice so I would likely purchase her next offering.
I also got to watch a truly awesome episode of What Not To Wear (two VHS tapes filled with episodes of WNTW was the best xmas gift ever Mom!!) where they made over former child actress Mayim Balik (Blossom!!). She has a PhD in Neuroscience (anyone? anyone know what neuroscientists do??) and some seriously bad hair. Also all that WNTW has really inspired me to do a thorough closet eval tomorrow. If I can find my camera charger I may provide photos...
I rolled into jam-jams and hoofed it out to the couch to read Audrey Niffenegger's latest book, Her Fearful Symmetry. I hesitate to recommend it. I think if you read it, you would be best to stop about 3/4 of the way through. You'd be better off being left cliff-hung than having to muddle through a truly confusing and off-putting ending. A very strange second offering from this author. If you haven't read it, I would say go for Time Traveler's Wife and skip over this one. I'm not quite ready to give up on her as a writer though. I still really like Niffenegger's voice so I would likely purchase her next offering.
I also got to watch a truly awesome episode of What Not To Wear (two VHS tapes filled with episodes of WNTW was the best xmas gift ever Mom!!) where they made over former child actress Mayim Balik (Blossom!!). She has a PhD in Neuroscience (anyone? anyone know what neuroscientists do??) and some seriously bad hair. Also all that WNTW has really inspired me to do a thorough closet eval tomorrow. If I can find my camera charger I may provide photos...
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Oh, hello
I didn't see you there. I've been in a haze of back pain for the greater part of my Christmas holiday and it's making me seriously grumpy. Fortunately I am awash in unused overtime so I still have a week off.
When some people take a week off early in the new year they fill their days with lists of life-improving projects. Not me. In fact I have no plans at all for this week stretching ahead of me. I have a vague desire to re-org my closet and throw away holey underpants but all this TV on DVD I received may just win out.
I have been thinking about a blog redesign though. This sad old Blogger template has been getting me down lately. And, one of the reasons I started this blog was to improve my writing skills. I don't feel like a lot of the writing I have been doing lately has been doing anything to reach that goal. I hope that a snazzy new look for the blog will give me a kick in the butt, writing-wise.
So, I guess that's almost a New Year's resolution...or as close as I can get to making a resolution. 2010, I sincerely hope that you're going to be a good year for me. Things are looking good so far...
When some people take a week off early in the new year they fill their days with lists of life-improving projects. Not me. In fact I have no plans at all for this week stretching ahead of me. I have a vague desire to re-org my closet and throw away holey underpants but all this TV on DVD I received may just win out.
I have been thinking about a blog redesign though. This sad old Blogger template has been getting me down lately. And, one of the reasons I started this blog was to improve my writing skills. I don't feel like a lot of the writing I have been doing lately has been doing anything to reach that goal. I hope that a snazzy new look for the blog will give me a kick in the butt, writing-wise.
So, I guess that's almost a New Year's resolution...or as close as I can get to making a resolution. 2010, I sincerely hope that you're going to be a good year for me. Things are looking good so far...
Thursday, December 24, 2009
A Christmas Puzzle
I'm just hanging out listening to a little Beyonce, you know getting into the Christmas spirit? I'm already fully in vacation mode. I should be showering and prepping to look festive for tonight's celebration. Instead I'm still in my bathrobe, aimlessly surfing the interwebs. I just spent the last half hour reading posts about spending the holidays with your own family vs. the in-laws.
And what is the conclusion I have come to? I am a selfish girl and Santa should not be so good to me this year. Mr. Rose and I have been married for 7 years now and we have only spent 1 Christmas entirely with his family (and that was the year they paid for us to go somewhere tropical!).
His family used to split their time evenly between here and Victoria. In these past 7 years they have only gone to Victoria once. We actually went that year but we flew on Christmas Day so that I wouldn't have to miss Christmas morning with my family. There is something unspoken there and they seem to just sense that I won't choose to be without my family.
Admittedly, Mr. Rose is not exactly brimming with opinions about what we should and where we should go. He's a go with the flow kind of guy who is generally happy for me to steam along making all of our decisions.
Sometimes this bothers me but I realize now that at Christmas I just let it happen so that things work out for my benefit. This was actually the first year they directly asked us to with them for Christmas. There are actually good reasons on both sides for why we should have gone or why we should stay here.
Ultimately I won and here we are. I thought it was because my reasons were better but now that I'm ruminating on it, I wonder if I wasn't just being entirely selfish.
But I can only be so funked out about it. It is Christmas Eve after all! :) I've got to get showered and styled and then there's a 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle and a glass of nog calling my name.
Merry Christmas!
And what is the conclusion I have come to? I am a selfish girl and Santa should not be so good to me this year. Mr. Rose and I have been married for 7 years now and we have only spent 1 Christmas entirely with his family (and that was the year they paid for us to go somewhere tropical!).
His family used to split their time evenly between here and Victoria. In these past 7 years they have only gone to Victoria once. We actually went that year but we flew on Christmas Day so that I wouldn't have to miss Christmas morning with my family. There is something unspoken there and they seem to just sense that I won't choose to be without my family.
Admittedly, Mr. Rose is not exactly brimming with opinions about what we should and where we should go. He's a go with the flow kind of guy who is generally happy for me to steam along making all of our decisions.
Sometimes this bothers me but I realize now that at Christmas I just let it happen so that things work out for my benefit. This was actually the first year they directly asked us to with them for Christmas. There are actually good reasons on both sides for why we should have gone or why we should stay here.
Ultimately I won and here we are. I thought it was because my reasons were better but now that I'm ruminating on it, I wonder if I wasn't just being entirely selfish.
But I can only be so funked out about it. It is Christmas Eve after all! :) I've got to get showered and styled and then there's a 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle and a glass of nog calling my name.
Merry Christmas!
Monday, December 21, 2009
Christmas: scary religious holiday?
Allow me to preface this by saying that I don’t prescribe to a set of religious beliefs. Organized religion in general makes me a bit queasy as I find humans in large groups rarely act in an ethical manner.
My family isn’t religious at all. And yet, at midnight on Christmas Eve the youngest member of the family present puts Jesus in his place in the nativity scene and we sing a heartwarming a cappella version of Away in a Manger or Silent Night (just depending on where our groove is at that year). After we all hug every other person and wish them a Merry Christmas.
This is one of my fondest Christmas memories and the only time during the season when a whiff of Christianity enters our celebrations. So, if you take that out, are we really celebrating the birth of Christ or are we celebrating a Canadian holiday that involves turkey, booze and family gatherings?
Just because something is a religious holiday does that mean that the only way to celebrate it is to subscribe to it’s doctrine? I mean, wasn’t Christmas originally placed where it was to make it easier for the pagans to switch over to being Christian? (C’mon guys, our celebrations are at the same time…why not make a change this holiday season?) And I thought that people don’t even think that Jesus was born in December.
I have been told that I can’t have the Christmas without the Christ. Bully to that I say. Can’t Christmas just be an end of year celebration? Or just a cultural celebration? Who cares if we stole it from the Christians? I mean, they stole it from someone else in the first place.
Christmas: the non-denominational holiday. Gingerbread men and women a must, angel shaped sugar cookies optional. Either that or I guess I have to start celebrating Festivus. And I don’t think I’m up for the feats of strength.
My family isn’t religious at all. And yet, at midnight on Christmas Eve the youngest member of the family present puts Jesus in his place in the nativity scene and we sing a heartwarming a cappella version of Away in a Manger or Silent Night (just depending on where our groove is at that year). After we all hug every other person and wish them a Merry Christmas.
This is one of my fondest Christmas memories and the only time during the season when a whiff of Christianity enters our celebrations. So, if you take that out, are we really celebrating the birth of Christ or are we celebrating a Canadian holiday that involves turkey, booze and family gatherings?
Just because something is a religious holiday does that mean that the only way to celebrate it is to subscribe to it’s doctrine? I mean, wasn’t Christmas originally placed where it was to make it easier for the pagans to switch over to being Christian? (C’mon guys, our celebrations are at the same time…why not make a change this holiday season?) And I thought that people don’t even think that Jesus was born in December.
I have been told that I can’t have the Christmas without the Christ. Bully to that I say. Can’t Christmas just be an end of year celebration? Or just a cultural celebration? Who cares if we stole it from the Christians? I mean, they stole it from someone else in the first place.
Christmas: the non-denominational holiday. Gingerbread men and women a must, angel shaped sugar cookies optional. Either that or I guess I have to start celebrating Festivus. And I don’t think I’m up for the feats of strength.
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