I am amazed at how low people set their expectations for movies.  The PG rating should have given it away, and yet I still expected a little something from this one.  But no, when I say this was a cookie-cutter film, I literally mean that I knew the precise moment when his tongue was going to enter her mouth….I could see the multiple proposals, cheesy lines, breakdowns, and the train chugging past scenes coming.  And yet – the theatre I was sitting in was eating this crap up like I was munching on my M&Ms.  No wonder these movies continue to be made, people continue to go watch them (oops, me included).  Ohwell, got to go with my sister and laugh about it all.

Thanks for the bonding time Leap Year!

Well, if Simon’s not hanging in there, then neither am I.

What is American Idol without Simon Cowell?  Nothing.  Can we really take this week’s guest judge or Randy or Kara’s opinions seriously?  We all only care to hear the rude but true, or very kind things Simon will say to those auditioning.  We love to see his facial expressions at the contestants that we can’t quite tell if they’re being serious or (hopefully) just acting for their 15 seconds.

So thank you for all the laughs, but after this season I’ll be ready with my floaties as Simon jumps ship.  What a shame too, Ryan was just starting to grow on me.

Stumbled onto this guys videos.  Great imagination, implementation and sunglasses.

youtube.com/user/MysteryGuitarMan

enjoy.

It’s 5:30 at IGA: the lines are long, I’m bumping into grandma’s carts all over the place, even the express line is stretched to the entrance. This time I remember to buy the item that has been forgotton and therefore stuck on my grocery list for weeks, Saltines; I quickly grab a box, blindly reaching around the stocker. I put my gloves on after sacking my own groceries into my own bag, I throw my hood on to block the freezing snow and wind from reaching my face. It’s cold out there and I’m forced to make this trip almost daily because I have to carry all my groceries home. (But I’m really only exaggerating, I live a block from the store!)
I get home, stomp most of the snow from the bottom of my boots and proceed to the second floor and unload my bag. I made it! I love that going out, even just a block away, is an adventure, and now I’m home, safe and warm.
Now that dinner’s finished, cleaned and hours ago, I want a snack to go with my new favourite show, Conveyor Belt of Love (see previous post), and make my move for the Saltines. I grab a sleeve and go back to the couch. Strange, this first cracker tastes different. What’s that, the second one is tasteless as well. A horrible thought enters my mind….I jump up to check the pantry. OHNO! I really did buy unsalted tops Saltines.
I can’t believe it, I mean why is that even an option?!

ABC has my full attention every Monday night from 10-11 this season. I’m a sucker for dating shows, usually getting sucked in by all the jokes I can make about these sad, beautiful people…but this show is different, they were making all the jokes for me, all I had to do was laugh. The premise of the show is so simple I don’t even have to explain, the title does it all (they really are literally on a conveyor belt and all we have to do is judge these guys based on about 2 sentences and their appearance). The girls and guys chosen for this particular episode were hilarious and the people in editing seemed to help by sharing all the uncomfortable reactions and hurtful (yet honest) comments.
Will this show help in any way with the morality of the next generation, of course not…but was this time-waster fun, absolutely.

We had the pleasure of seeing my sister and her kids this past week and here are some of the latest words out of my adorable 3 year old nephew’s mouth.

“When I grow up, I want to be a car-washer.”
“I want to put ketchup and mustard on Sophia and eat her like a hotdog.”
“Let’s play Sneaky-Goofy.” (referring to Hide-And-Go-Seek)
“You try it – you like it.” (and then when he caught on to our schemes…)
“You try it – you don’t like it.”
…and his absolute favorite, “Bolitas!”

I met my husband downtown after work and we walked up to a nice little, authentic pizza place. This is where I learned the love Italians have for black olives…sheesh, talk about putting a whole can of olives on my pizza. Let’s just say they’ve grown on me after that meal.
Now, this next part is very hard for me to admit, but I have watched all the Harry Potters in the last month. True love! (that is for Hal, not Harry) So we went to see this latest one on the big IMAX downtown in 3-d. That technology is just crazy, you feel like you’re actually going to get hit by something…and the glasses you get to wear are a cool bonus. The movie itself was fine, not sure why so many gave it bad reviews; it’s the same basic formula as all the ones preceding it (ok, except in this one he doesn’t almost get expelled and get an award instead at the end). But then again, I haven’t read any of the books, and I don’t have a yearning to find out what’s going to happen in the next one. All I wonder is if they’ll all be raging alcoholics and whose baby Hermonie will be carrying?
The only question I have: does the guy sitting next to me with the eye-patch get a discount?

I went to Europe and then got a facelift… that is, I vacationed in London and Paris and when we got back Hal updated the look of my site and all pictures are new from the trip.
I saw all the big sites, yawned in front of most of them, and ate fish n’ chips and pastries galore. I walked EVERYWHERE. I saw amazing views from slightly uncomfortable heights in the London Eye, Tate Modern, Sacré-Cœur, and the Eiffel Tower. I peeked at the changing of the guard through the crowd and got sick of the question, “So where are we eating tonight?” I was polite to the ‘jinglers’ (as we called the African men selling cheap Eiffel Towers) at first and then became very annoyed by them when they multiplied every day at all the big sites. I was very happy with the 4 days of sunshine and glad I came back with a bit of colour on my face. I wrote in my handy journal every night and added up the receipts to stay on budget. I bought beautiful shoes in Paris and lousy souvenirs at the airport. I saw a photoshoot with a skinny girl on a carousel and then a movie set with a Matador. I couldn’t believe the prices to see the inside of some old churches and was happy to just visit 2 free ones. I saw both cities from atop a double-decker bus and got the water views from their rivers. I learned that flying direct and international is the best way to fly and that a shower without a curtain is a horrible experience.
I can’t believe my vacation is over and it’s back to work, but I’m so happy to be home!

Didn’t they just renew their vows, like last season, in a (free) trip to Hawaii for the whole family? What did you think would happen after humiliating your husband every week on national television? I mean, Jon has no excuse, but common Kate, ease up.
Here’s my theory on reality tv land. Do 2 seasons and then get out. Get your money before becoming too famous and run. That’s what I’d do if they wanted to do a reality tv show about my life as a yawner. (That is if they’d even offer me a second season, let alone a first.)
I digress… I actually can’t wait for the new season of awkwardness to begin. If Jon hadn’t of had this ‘affair’ I wouldn’t be tuning in, but now, pull up the couch and move over Little People, we’re prime time!

GO TO EUROPE!!
Well, I’ve now officially been affected by the recession, and let me tell you, I didn’t see it coming. The company had to downsize and I was sent to the chopping block. Hey, it’s business and I wish my boss the best and maybe we’ll work again one day. My future now feels a little fuzzy but there are no worries, God provides. The funny thing is that the night before, literally, I said these words to a woman looking for work, “I always hated the job search process.” and now here I am (who says God doesn’t have a sense of humor). So, if anyone has or knows of a great, exciting, paying job for me, let me know.
Now, it’s time to pack, the Queen is waiting for me!