The time has come...

The time has come to finally purchase a washer and dryer! The very first washer and dryer purchase of my life. Doogie has been on the horn with Carol, and some fellers will be down in the upcoming week to straighten out all the jazz that has to happen before we can install the machines (i.e., electric, water, ventilation, etc.). Oh, I am so excited!! Now, what type should I buy? Do you have any suggestions? I'm going with a front-loader or a top-loader without an agitator. Other than that, I haven't a clue. I will have to do some thorough research before the purchase. I'm dreaming of it now...no more night treks to the creepy basement. No more hurrying to sling all the clothes in the basket and sprint back upstairs before Rachel (the ghost of Wallace Woods) attacks! No more peripheral viewings of Shadow People.

Shadow People are dark humanoid silhouettes with no discernible facial features. It is said that you usually see them in your periphery, and they move quickly to dart out of view. Are your eyes playing tricks on you, or are the ghost-like dudes for real? According to an eye-witness account from Doug Bear Gastright, Shadow People exist! It was a hot summer evening, July the year of our Lord 1992ish, and Doug Bear was out in the pool doing swan dives and swimming laps. He came up out of the water, and there it was! He saw, out of the corner of his eye, a Shadow Person! All he caught in those fleeting seconds were the SP's legs, full throttle, hoofing it across the yard. Little Doug Bear wiped his eyes in order to get a better look, but it was too late. The SP had disappeared. Now, Doogie didn't realize that he had seen a Shadow Person until years later, when he was reading lore on the internet. Have you ever seen a Shadow Person? I have not, but I want to see the Hat Man! Wouldn't that be suave? Unless, of course, he was an evil spirit, but when I think of hat men, I think of Bob Dylan and Abe Lincoln and Santa Claus! Surely, the Hat Man is just as gentle as the aforementioned!

Baby in the Corner

So, in the past 2 weeks I have watched 2 classic chick-flicks that I had never before viewed: Pretty Woman and Dirty Dancing (my history professor said I got a capital R in social Retardation for never having seen Pretty Woman). Pretty Woman was infinitely better than Dirty Dancing. I thought I was going to die from boredom whilst viewing the latter. PLUS, didn't you think it was totally creepy that Baby and Johnny were doing it? Gross. He was like 40! I had to look up their age on imdb after watching. Jennifer Grey was 27, and Patrick was 34. Regardless, I still thought it was creepy. Almost as bad as Jacob the werewolf imprinting on the vampire-human baby. I had to stop Twilight then and there. That's right up Creepster Alley, folks!

Folks, everybody and their brother was in Dirty Dancing. Emily Gilmore, Detective Lennie Briscoe, freaking NEWMAN! And yet, it still sucked. $5 down the tube. Oh well, at least we can cross that one off the list of must-see movies. What's next for me to watch? I've never seen Pyscho or The Sound of Music (wow, could I have picked 2 more opposite films)?

Windscape

BB the Alien sent me a belated Christmas present in the mail: Windscape by Avon. Can you picture him sitting on the couch with Barksdale, across the room from Beetle, perusing the Avon catalog, trying to choose a nice bottle of perfume? Spectacular. How sweet of him to think of me! I was/am having such a terrible week, and here I get a surprise package in the mail. Perked my spirits, well, for at least a few minutes.

This is your brain on medical writing.

It's 11:29pm. Do you know where your children are?

Hope they're not at home writing a CSR!

Lindeman's Framboise

Sweet & sour taste with a light body and heavy doses of tart raspberries.

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Omelette.

Doug Bear made me breakfast this morning! He loves me. :-)

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Thighs be damned.

Yes, I ate every bite.

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Just call me, Alli G, tech genuis.

Tonight, I built my very own website using code! Aren't you impressed!? Tomorrow, I will post a link to this awesomeness, but tonight, tonight I am too lazy to get out of bed to go locate my school books to record the url for you. Such is life.

Also, for this class, I have to create a virtual tour for a place. I have selected The Center of the Universe for my tour! 3 stops: Visit with Bad Bob the Alien @ the Dwarf Post Office, be serenaded by The General @ Dwarf Baptist Church, & listen to some scandalous tales @ Beetle's residence! I know you dudes are so excited for this virtual tour!

Movie Recommedations

This weekend I did a lot of nothing, and it was spectacular. Doogie and I finished Season 4 of Dexter (do yourself a favor, and watch the show). I also watched:

Someone Like You, which was pretty lame, but I didn't have very high expectations. I mean, it was an Ashley Judd movie. However, Hugh Jackman was in it, and you know I love Wolverine!

Empire Records. Can you believe I lived my whole life without watching this? I mean, where was I? How did this get by me? It's a gem. Watch it, I'm sure you already have.

Ira & Abby. Cute. Funny. Indie. Watch it.

I say we skip Mondays altogether!

It's Sunday night, you've come to expect it, the whiny Monday blues blog: I don't want to go to work tomorrow! Ugh! And class! Not only does tomorrow bring the first day of the work week, but also the first day of spring semester. Double yuck. My Sunday nights are always tainted by the dread of Monday mornings. Oh well, things could be a lot worse, I reckon.

Reckon what got into those Wildcats on Saturday? They couldn't hit the red side of a blue barn! We shall meet again, Georgia...in Rupp! Isn't basketball wonderful?

Wonderfully creepy is what Dexter Season 4 was! Aaah! Watch it! John Lithgow never ceases to amaze me. Do you remember him as Dick on 3rd Rock From the Sun. Geez Louise, you wouldn't know he was the same dude if you watched Dexter. It's like night and day. Creepy McCreeperson. I was already a little scared of those child-molester vans...you know the ones. The big bus box vans with no windows. The kind of van that has "candy" for little kids in the back. Well, now my fear has been magnified. Stay away from the freaking Chevy vans, kids. The Trinity killer might be lurking. Oh, and a little FYI, if you aren't comfortable with nudity on television, Dexter Season 4 is not the show for you. That's right, folks, you'll see John Lithgow's butt at least 3 times. It's rather disturbing.

I find it disturbing that I have dreams, nightmares really, about clinical study reports. Is that a sign of being over-worked? I also had a dream that Doogie ate all the Gingersnap ice cream. What is that a sign of? A disgruntled wife in disbelief that her dear husband would pick out all the gingersnaps from the ice cream, leaving only ginger-flavored vanilla scrappings? Selfish! And I can't believe he threatened to throw away all of my candy! "When I see junkfood in the house, I'm throwing it away." says Diabolical Doogie. What is the man trying to do to me? That candy was a Christmas gift! How rude to throw away perfectly good Reese's cups and chocolate covered graham crackers. There are starving people in China for Christ's sake! The man is absurd. And while we're on the topic (ice cream), someone needs to accompany me to the nearest Graeter's. As you have just read, Doogie Downer despises delectable dairy delights. He won't make a special trip to an ice cream parlor, not even for his wife. That's against his code. So, you wanna go? I'm aimin' to become acquainted with that raspberry chocolate chip goodness I've heard so much about. P.S. I think a certain somebody (I'm talking about you, BG) needs to get with the program and stop being a Graeter's hater! Graeter's can't help it that some drunken fool disrespected your girl at the holiday party. It's not the ice cream's fault! Come on, buddy! Ice cream! "Lt. Dan, iiiice cream!"

Hodge-Podge

I think it's creepy when pregnant ladies refer to their unborn baby by name. Maybe that's something that becomes less weird when you're preggo.

I am excited about taking a summer course (Decorative Arts), complete with trips to antique stores!

The next movie night is going to rock our socks off. Gangster movie night, with the original gangsta himself: Don Vito Corleone.
p.s. We're going to do straight up Italian for dinner! Stuffed shells, meatballs, red gravy, and cannolis. What!

Can't wait to visit Graceland with the bestie. It's going to be spectacular.

I love crawling into a bed with clean sheets, especially if the sheets were just pulled from the dryer and are still warm.

I am obsessed with LOST.

I think it's funny that Doug still has trouble understanding Appalachian speak.

I am a junk food addict. It's sad.

I want to go somewhere for spring break. Anyone wanna take a trip?

I need another tattoo. Maybe a collage of my children covering my entire back. Sweet.

I thought I heard Day-day running the vacuum and was like, "Wha??" But then I realized it was a car's motor on Doug Bear's new video game.

I think we have some interesting and hilarious conversations at lunch. Maybe I should start recording them. Of course, if that recording fell into the wrong hands, we'd all be doomed.

I need to go back to Mellow Mushroom or Bard's Burgers. That fried zinger is calling my name.

My mom cracks me up, especially when she tells me about Dad and his confusion with all things internet-related.

I love Kentucky basketball.

Ever since we watched Amelie the other night, I've been wanting to skip rocks. It's a nice pastime.

I like writing my blog, even if it is goofy.

Have you found Jesus, Gump?

I think Jesus has found facebook. Hand to God --70% of the status updates I read on facebook are prayer request or testimonies. Makes me think of Forrest Gump:

Lt. Dan: Have you found Jesus, Gump?
Forrest: No, sir. I didn't know I was supposed to be lookin' for him
Lt. Dan: That's what all these cripples down at the VA talk about: Jesus this and Jesus that, have I found Jesus yet?

What a great movie! The best, actually. Well, maybe after The Godfather and The Princess Bride. Tough call. We'll just say those are my top 3 in no particular order. I love watching movies. I think it's best to watch movies with friends. I've even been staying awake through movies lately, except for Rudolph--sorry, Doogie.

Doogie nearly severed my index finger today with the cardboard package on the set of discounted tools he purchased at The Home Depot. Blood was squirting everywhere! I nearly fainted. It burned. I almost cried. Oh good God, I feel nauseated just reflecting on the terrible tragedy!

The tragedy I foretold in last night's blog came true today, folks. That's right. A 4-hour messaging meeting. *VOMITAR* Will tomorrow be better? It won't take much to make that a reality, but as of late, each day seems to be getting progressively worse than the one before. We shall see. Positive thoughts! My good friend who lives down the street tells me I need to think more positively. We'll try it out for a spell, see how it goes. Stop being a Debbie Downer.

Downer = losing a Chipotle giftcard. Must find that little gem tonight, or Doogie might divorce me. This relates to my New Year's resolution: become more organized. Can I do it? We shall see. So far, not so good. I'll get in gear, though! You watch!

Sweet little things

Check out these super suave ornaments that Doogie's aunt got us for Christmas. The ball ornaments have rose petals from our wedding in them!

The Cobwebs and the Sorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow, it's only a few short, precious hours away! Nooooooooooo! Annie, you lying little ginger! The sun will not come out tomorrow! It'll be gray and gloomy and full of intolerable noise (Oh the noise! Noise! Noise!) and a dreadful messaging meeting. What does that even mean..."messaging meeting." I have a message! But alas...shall keep that little gem to myself. Instead of thinking about tomorrow, I will think about today. It was a great day.

9:00 am: I awake to hear birds chirping and sun shining. "Is it spring?" It is not spring, but no worries, for even if it was spring, I wouldn't venture out of the house on this day.
9:30 to 3:30: LOST Season 3! What the what? OMG! Freaking awesome!
4:00 to 5:00: A nice trip to Kroger to get fixin's for the world's best lasagna.
5:00 to 6:00: Prepare and cook my delicious lasagna. Anxiously await the arrival of my husband, so's I can eat. Oh, and attempted to bake a pineapple upside down cake. Didn't work out too well. Doug and co. said it was pretty good, but I thought it tasted like cornbread gone terribly wrong. Oh well, at least the lasagna was good.
6:30-on: Ate, drank, and was merry. Now it must end. Stupid tomorrow.

ECW Movie Night

The first movie night of 2011 was a great success.
The food: Peking Chinese take out.
The movies: 500 Days of Summer, Just Friends, and Amelie
The dessert: Ice cream birthday cake, compliments of Doogie
The company: The 2 coolest chicks ever!

Taking suggestions for the next movie night....

1-1-11

Happy New Year! And now...2010 remembered:
Visited Cleveland and witnessed LeBron James and the Cavs lose to the Charlotte Bobcats.
Got a case of the depressions from working the Lynching Photography exhibit at the Freedom Center.
Made new friends...awesome new friends!
Was a bridesmaid in my BFF's wedding.
Tashia, Kathy, and Jenna threw me the coolest bridal shower eva! And a scandalous bachelorette party.
Doogie and I got married!
Codar and Curt showed up looking all dapper.
Went to Mexico, and Doogie fell asleep in the sun.
Had a reception in our yard! Carol and Aunt Linda made the decorations.
Doogie discovered he is destined to be a lawyer, proven by his stellar performance in law school thus far.
Rocked out with Starchild, The Demon, Space Ace, & Catman!
Classic Marc quotes: "I had to go so bad it got in my unders!" "I had to go so bad it was yellow."
Established movie night.
Watched Joey Votto and company beat up on some dudes in baseball. Oh yeah, and MC Hammer was there, too!
With 2 great pals, had my face rocked off by the poet laureate of rock-n-roll. The voice of the promise of the 60s counter-culture. The guy who forced folk into bed with rock. Who donned makeup in the 70s and disappeared into a haze of substance abuse. Who emerged to find Jesus. Who was written-off as a "has been" by the end of the 80s, and who suddenly shifted gears releasing some of the strongest music of his career beginning in the late 90s. Ladies and gentleman, Columbia recording artist, Bob Dylan!
Established ECW (eye candy Wednesday, for those of you not in the know).
Beetle told dirty jokes.
Codar and Doogles powered the pedal-boat as we cruised around the lake at Coney Island.
Cheered on the Wildcats as they played an awesome season. Too bad it ended thanks to the likes of WV. Ick. Began watching the new season, and was happy to see the Cats crush the Cards.
Went to Rupp Arena for baaaaaasketball action with Aunt Kathy, Steve, & Carol.
Bought a porch swing and Doogie installed it.
Was Wonder Woman!
Got a groovy new camera.
Classic Marc quote: "Doug, you're a shower person. You're too old to take baths."
Had a super awesome Christmas! Began the ugly Christmas sweater Christmas dinner at 125 W.
Had a super awesome birthday, celebrating with my handsome hubby and beautiful friends and delicious pizza.
Became an honorary aunt.
Had a blast at the NYE bash.