Of course after Meanie and I make this decision, the fucking bitch (AKA KIA) wears the read shirt and jeans...the same outfit that started the whole tally process.
RIP Tally Board.
Rock out, mournfully
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
The End of an Era.
After much deliberation, Meanie and decided it was time to put the tally board to rest. KIA has introduced too many new clothes and it’s hard to keep track of it all. I think she finally had an epiphany that 3 shirts, 1 pair of pants, and 1 skirt and wearing that multiple times a week isn’t so kosher. Plus with the new additions, it’s just not fun any more. The tally board had a good 6 month run, 2/23-8/24.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
The Biggest Crock of Shit I Have Ever Read...
Everything I Needed to Know About Women, I Learned from Reading Twilight by Jim Lee, Ph.D.
I thought this would be a funny and interesting read, taking a man’s perspective on the Twilight, and why the female population loves it so much. There was a little break down of the 7 rules/items/tidbits that a guy should understand.
1) A woman wants a man to look at her
2) A woman wants a vampire in shining armor
3) A woman wants a man who will listen to her
4) A woman will doubt her man
5) A woman will doubt herself more
6) A woman wants a man to touch her
7) A woman wants a love that lasts forever.
The book is laid out as a series of sessions between the doc and Garrett, who’s having relationship problems with his wife Candace. Candace is all wrapped up in Twilight and tells Garrett that he will never lover her the way the characters in the book love each other. So he mentions this in therapy, and the doc gives him Twilight to read. When Garrett returns, they discuss the book and what happens in this love story that he can learn from it and put it into play with his marriage.
Some of the things make sense, and I totally agree with it.
Rule #1- who doesn’t want their loved one to look at them adoringly, lovingly, approvingly?? It’s that nonphysical communication of love…that connection on a deeper level.
A vampire in shining armor?? Essentially, women want to be independent and don’t want rescuing, but like knowing that if we need it, our partner will be there. I totally agree with that. I’m very “I am woman hear me roar” but the concept that if I need someone to swoop in and save the day, they will, sounds kind of nice.
Listening. Who doesn’t want someone to listen to them…really hear them, know them.
Doubting your man and doubting yourself. Essentially, there will be always be a sense of doubt that a woman will have in her partner. The doc related this to historical evidence of men being more violent/territorial and some crap, but the presence of his partner will make him fight off primal urges and be a better man. It’s those primal urges that lead the woman doubting her man. Our self doubt, however, can negatively impact relationships, because we can transfer our doubts to our partners, and need some affirmations to keep the doubts at bay. I get that…not quiet so a-ha, but it makes sense.
Touching…more importantly, nonsexual touching. This goes along with the looking and the listening. Don’t touch me because you want to jump me, and then we do the deed, and you stop touching me…then you are frisky and start touching me again. This touching should be given without the hopes of the other partner getting lucky.
So far, I’m still on board…I’m getting it.
Eternal love- who doesn’t want a love that will last forever?? What symbolizes eternal love? According to the doc, it is represented in the books by Bella and Edward having Renesmee. A child is proof of never ending love. This is where things get tricky for Garrett and Candace: she wants kids, he doesn’t. Then shocker, of shockers, Candace has an emergency hysterectomy, so now all this work that Garrett has done to get their marriage back on the right track is really shot to hell. And he realizes after the surgery that even though he tells Candace he’ll love her forever, that them having a family is the physical representation of their forever love, and wants to have a family. How does he tell his newly infertile wife that without really killing her, and more importantly without her killing him?? A couples session…
First, a little digression. I don’t know if I fully believe that a child is what represents eternal love. I don’t think there has to be a physical representation of never ending love, but I understand that that is what children would represent. So, I’m not totally on board with the notion there…I get it, but don’t exactly agree with it.
Now, this is where the entire story goes to the shitter.
Couples therapy. Doc informs Candace of the work he and Garrett have been doing together. He prompts Garrett to tell Candace how much he loves her. He does. And the doc then says that there’s another way to achieve eternal love. He goes to the window and opens the blinds, so the light can hit his skin. AND THE BOOK ENDS!!! But there’s a little snippet after. The doc reveals that he’s been hiding things from the reader… like his cool marble skin, that reflect a spectrum of colors when in the sunlight, hunting habits in a wooded area, lack of sleep….Essentially. He’s a fucking vampire. He felt bad for Candace and Garrett and offers them immortality. He goes on to say that he has helped many couples, but this one particularly touched him, hence his offer, which he eludes they took.
When I finished this hunk of junk, I was pissed. The writing is set up more like fiction then nonfiction, and I thought there was a catch. But I didn’t expect the catch to be his being a vampire. I felt totally duped. Sure he made valid points, but he’s still an asshole. I want my money back from Amazon….I don’t care that it was only $6…
Rock out, like a schmuck.
I thought this would be a funny and interesting read, taking a man’s perspective on the Twilight, and why the female population loves it so much. There was a little break down of the 7 rules/items/tidbits that a guy should understand.
1) A woman wants a man to look at her
2) A woman wants a vampire in shining armor
3) A woman wants a man who will listen to her
4) A woman will doubt her man
5) A woman will doubt herself more
6) A woman wants a man to touch her
7) A woman wants a love that lasts forever.
The book is laid out as a series of sessions between the doc and Garrett, who’s having relationship problems with his wife Candace. Candace is all wrapped up in Twilight and tells Garrett that he will never lover her the way the characters in the book love each other. So he mentions this in therapy, and the doc gives him Twilight to read. When Garrett returns, they discuss the book and what happens in this love story that he can learn from it and put it into play with his marriage.
Some of the things make sense, and I totally agree with it.
Rule #1- who doesn’t want their loved one to look at them adoringly, lovingly, approvingly?? It’s that nonphysical communication of love…that connection on a deeper level.
A vampire in shining armor?? Essentially, women want to be independent and don’t want rescuing, but like knowing that if we need it, our partner will be there. I totally agree with that. I’m very “I am woman hear me roar” but the concept that if I need someone to swoop in and save the day, they will, sounds kind of nice.
Listening. Who doesn’t want someone to listen to them…really hear them, know them.
Doubting your man and doubting yourself. Essentially, there will be always be a sense of doubt that a woman will have in her partner. The doc related this to historical evidence of men being more violent/territorial and some crap, but the presence of his partner will make him fight off primal urges and be a better man. It’s those primal urges that lead the woman doubting her man. Our self doubt, however, can negatively impact relationships, because we can transfer our doubts to our partners, and need some affirmations to keep the doubts at bay. I get that…not quiet so a-ha, but it makes sense.
Touching…more importantly, nonsexual touching. This goes along with the looking and the listening. Don’t touch me because you want to jump me, and then we do the deed, and you stop touching me…then you are frisky and start touching me again. This touching should be given without the hopes of the other partner getting lucky.
So far, I’m still on board…I’m getting it.
Eternal love- who doesn’t want a love that will last forever?? What symbolizes eternal love? According to the doc, it is represented in the books by Bella and Edward having Renesmee. A child is proof of never ending love. This is where things get tricky for Garrett and Candace: she wants kids, he doesn’t. Then shocker, of shockers, Candace has an emergency hysterectomy, so now all this work that Garrett has done to get their marriage back on the right track is really shot to hell. And he realizes after the surgery that even though he tells Candace he’ll love her forever, that them having a family is the physical representation of their forever love, and wants to have a family. How does he tell his newly infertile wife that without really killing her, and more importantly without her killing him?? A couples session…
First, a little digression. I don’t know if I fully believe that a child is what represents eternal love. I don’t think there has to be a physical representation of never ending love, but I understand that that is what children would represent. So, I’m not totally on board with the notion there…I get it, but don’t exactly agree with it.
Now, this is where the entire story goes to the shitter.
Couples therapy. Doc informs Candace of the work he and Garrett have been doing together. He prompts Garrett to tell Candace how much he loves her. He does. And the doc then says that there’s another way to achieve eternal love. He goes to the window and opens the blinds, so the light can hit his skin. AND THE BOOK ENDS!!! But there’s a little snippet after. The doc reveals that he’s been hiding things from the reader… like his cool marble skin, that reflect a spectrum of colors when in the sunlight, hunting habits in a wooded area, lack of sleep….Essentially. He’s a fucking vampire. He felt bad for Candace and Garrett and offers them immortality. He goes on to say that he has helped many couples, but this one particularly touched him, hence his offer, which he eludes they took.
When I finished this hunk of junk, I was pissed. The writing is set up more like fiction then nonfiction, and I thought there was a catch. But I didn’t expect the catch to be his being a vampire. I felt totally duped. Sure he made valid points, but he’s still an asshole. I want my money back from Amazon….I don’t care that it was only $6…
Rock out, like a schmuck.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Don't be fronting, yo.
I’m doing fronts again, lots of little things with no real big things… I feel like it’s a cop out post, but I’ll get over it.
Let the games begin…
Updates
Update #1: In the last post I wanted Hitler to call me and say “minutely” after she read the post. And to my surprise, she actually said it right!! GO HITLER!!! And what surprised me more was that she called me within a week of me posting, so she checks the blog more often than I anticipated.
Thank you, Hitler for your support.
Update #2: So there was that drunken confessional from YT at Skank’s party, about how she wants to be friends again and all that jazz…hug, hug, weep, weep…. Yeah, so guess who hasn’t made any contact. That’s right- the YT. So apparently after she sobered up, she decided she didn’t want to reconnect after all. Which is fine with me. We had fun, but she can be awfully toxic and I would have to keep that in check before I start to absorb her toxicity.
Facebook
So, I signed up. Talking to some of the people from the old jobbie-job at Skank’s, they were all on it, and it seems like if I want to keep any sort of contact, this is the best way to go.
I don’t intend on doing much on there, other than cyber stalking. I don’t want to post every fleeting thought I have and then, in turn, have every body and their mother read said thought. At least with the blog, there’s some anonymity. Plus there are people that I’m ‘friends’ with that can’t read this blog (due to smack talking potential), and I don’t want to censor myself. I don’t filter well. My FB and blog worlds will not cross.
Another thing that I found to be interesting on the FB is who's friends with who. So Weeny's on FB (prime reason why my 2 internet worlds will not combine), and I looked at her friends, see if there was anyone I wanted to be friends with. I saw she's friends with S, who lived down the street from me and was my roommate the first 2 years at college. Weeny and S are nemesises, nemisi (?). Either way they hated each other, and essentially for the same flaws they each possessed (something I always found amusing). So they are friends, and I'm all WTF??? I need to get clarification on that. S is also friends with a shared enemy from high school, a person that I was glad I'd never have to interact with again after graduating, and S had felt the same way.
This makes me question: Are Weeny and S bigger people then me, because they can look past all that crap? Or am I stupid, by not letting stuff from 10+ (God, that's a scary thought) years ago go. All I know is that I'm not going to have any fair weather friends on FB...there are certain people I would have to friend (like Weeny) but I'm not friending the shitty ass people from back when. So pretty much, if I wished you dead at some point in time, you aren't going to be my FB friend, because don't want anything to do with you.
Supernatural Books
They are going to be the death of me. As I approach the 2 year anniversary of Twilight entering my life, I have read many supernatural series (mainly of the teeny bopper variety). I can’t get enough of them.
Here are the series that I’ve read so far, that I can remember:
*Twilight
*Black Dagger Brotherhood, JR Ward (not for the kiddies)
*Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Liba Bray (like a girly Harry Potter in the late 1800’s)
*Almost Human, Melanie Nowak (imagine Twilight, in college, darker, and little more adult)
*Midnight Breed, Lara Adrian (See Black Dagger)
*Blood Ties, Jennifer Armintrout (See Black Dagger)
*Morganville Vampires, Rachel Caine (A nice little Twlight/Buffy hybrid)
*Evernight, Claudia Gray (it’s like Buffy and Angel…Romeo and Juliet)
*The Immortals, Alyson Noel (Imagine living forever, and searching the world for your reincarnated soul mate after you lose her)
*Mortal Instruments, Cassandra Clare (The big bad wants to rule and destroy the world in the process)
*The Darkest Powers, Kelly Armstrong (it’s like the Scooby gang of supernatural powers)
*Wicked Lovely, Melissa Marr (these are your average Faeries)
I’ve tried reading the Vampire Academy, Sookie Stackhouse (love the show, didn’t really like the book), and The Nightwalkers, but couldn’t get into them.
I don't know what it is about this little supernatural books, but I'm sooo hooked. The adult ones are merely my version of pornography. Some of the writing isn't tremendous, but I still want to know what what's going on. I think I'm looking for my next Twilight, which I know isn't possible, but I think I want to be swept away again with a new story. Something that so consuming, that it would make me put all aspects of my life on hold because I can't stop reading. Twilight really knocked me on my feet with a level of book/character absorption I didn't know even existed. I have no intentions of trading up from Twilight, but I wouldn't mind if Twilight had another good looking sibling or something.
There’s more out there that I want to read. Like I said, they are going to be the death of me…and send me into the poor house.
Speaking of Two Years…
This Friday marks the Stinky Boo’s Second Birthday. Total craziness I tell you. Now, I know that really talking about your kid or your nephew to those not actively involved with said child is boring. But let me just say one thing- the Stinky Boo…keeps getting cuter by the moment, and constantly cracks me up.
I still have no intentions of having any of my own spawn- I’m just going to keep on lovin’ and leavin’.
New Moon
Hello new sneak peak trailer. Is it November yet??
I will never, ever be Team Jacob. It’s just not possible. However- the little Taylor Launter’s making me think I might a Mrs. Robinson. He’s very delish.
I still prefer my men pasty pale with killer teeth. Or was it like my wine- white and fruity….or my coffee strong and black (but really I like it with cream and sweetner, but that doesn’t work for men)
Men=dead, sparkling, and a certain thirst for life. NOT hairy and dog like.
Speaking of Vampires
A new one has snuck into my heart. Eric from True Blue, aka Alexander Skarsgard. Ha cha cha. He looks devilishly sexy. He’s deep menacing stares…I get tingles just thinking about it. The odd thing about my loving Eric, is that I should technically be all about Bill. Bill’s more Edwardesque than Eric. But Eric has the danger factor that Bill just doesn’t have.
Another Obsession
Mama Mia’s on HBO now. I haven’t seen it since Wednesday last week. Prior to Wednesday, I had seen it at least 5 times that previous week. It’s a portal of lost time. I see it’s on and I must watch it. I get sucked in, I start singing (LOVE THE ABBA), and I have to watch it to the end, even if some of the singing is painful. It was on last night, and it took all the strength I had to not turn it on. I had the shakes and the sweats like an addict going through withdrawals. It was hard, but I did it. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do it again if it’s going to be on tonight.
I’ve been listening to my ABBA Gold CD to try and curve the Mama Mia obsession, it’s not helping. It just makes me want to watch the movie more.
Speaking of Twilight
I was doing a little Kindle demo with CwJ and SuperJ yesterday. I mentioned if I wanted to buy a book I could do it directly on the Kindle, so I searched Twilight and found “Everything I Needed to Know About Women I Learned from Twilight” by Jim Lee. He’s a therapist. The book starts with a current client saying that his wife is doubting their love/relationship because the hubby doesn’t love her the way the characters in Twilight seem to love each other. This could be an entertaining read. I’ll have to see if this guy is spot on or if he’s a moronic douche bag. Stay tuned.
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Okay, that’s it… I can’t think of anything else. Unless you want to talk weather… It’s hot, there was a break in the heat from 115 plus monsoon humidity down to 105 and dry…it’s actually nice. And the fact that I think 105 is nice kind of kills me. That’s just not normal.
OH! And Tourettes is ultra loud today (singing to herself, and doing her moany/groany hums) and baby talking LLS won’t shut the fuck up. So that fun work stuff. Actually my time here is almost up, especially if I look at weekends: 8/21 Boo’s birthday and party, 8/28 Meanie and I are going to Heber-Overgaard for a mini road trip, 9/4 LABOR DAY, 9/11 NOTHING, 9/18 Hello Chicago, 9/25 You’re FIRED!! WOO HOO.
I’m signing off now, for reals.
Rock out, full frontal with a leaf covering up your bits. That wouldn’t really be full frontal then would it??
Let the games begin…
Updates
Update #1: In the last post I wanted Hitler to call me and say “minutely” after she read the post. And to my surprise, she actually said it right!! GO HITLER!!! And what surprised me more was that she called me within a week of me posting, so she checks the blog more often than I anticipated.
Thank you, Hitler for your support.
Update #2: So there was that drunken confessional from YT at Skank’s party, about how she wants to be friends again and all that jazz…hug, hug, weep, weep…. Yeah, so guess who hasn’t made any contact. That’s right- the YT. So apparently after she sobered up, she decided she didn’t want to reconnect after all. Which is fine with me. We had fun, but she can be awfully toxic and I would have to keep that in check before I start to absorb her toxicity.
So, I signed up. Talking to some of the people from the old jobbie-job at Skank’s, they were all on it, and it seems like if I want to keep any sort of contact, this is the best way to go.
I don’t intend on doing much on there, other than cyber stalking. I don’t want to post every fleeting thought I have and then, in turn, have every body and their mother read said thought. At least with the blog, there’s some anonymity. Plus there are people that I’m ‘friends’ with that can’t read this blog (due to smack talking potential), and I don’t want to censor myself. I don’t filter well. My FB and blog worlds will not cross.
Another thing that I found to be interesting on the FB is who's friends with who. So Weeny's on FB (prime reason why my 2 internet worlds will not combine), and I looked at her friends, see if there was anyone I wanted to be friends with. I saw she's friends with S, who lived down the street from me and was my roommate the first 2 years at college. Weeny and S are nemesises, nemisi (?). Either way they hated each other, and essentially for the same flaws they each possessed (something I always found amusing). So they are friends, and I'm all WTF??? I need to get clarification on that. S is also friends with a shared enemy from high school, a person that I was glad I'd never have to interact with again after graduating, and S had felt the same way.
This makes me question: Are Weeny and S bigger people then me, because they can look past all that crap? Or am I stupid, by not letting stuff from 10+ (God, that's a scary thought) years ago go. All I know is that I'm not going to have any fair weather friends on FB...there are certain people I would have to friend (like Weeny) but I'm not friending the shitty ass people from back when. So pretty much, if I wished you dead at some point in time, you aren't going to be my FB friend, because don't want anything to do with you.
Supernatural Books
They are going to be the death of me. As I approach the 2 year anniversary of Twilight entering my life, I have read many supernatural series (mainly of the teeny bopper variety). I can’t get enough of them.
Here are the series that I’ve read so far, that I can remember:
*Twilight
*Black Dagger Brotherhood, JR Ward (not for the kiddies)
*Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Liba Bray (like a girly Harry Potter in the late 1800’s)
*Almost Human, Melanie Nowak (imagine Twilight, in college, darker, and little more adult)
*Midnight Breed, Lara Adrian (See Black Dagger)
*Blood Ties, Jennifer Armintrout (See Black Dagger)
*Morganville Vampires, Rachel Caine (A nice little Twlight/Buffy hybrid)
*Evernight, Claudia Gray (it’s like Buffy and Angel…Romeo and Juliet)
*The Immortals, Alyson Noel (Imagine living forever, and searching the world for your reincarnated soul mate after you lose her)
*Mortal Instruments, Cassandra Clare (The big bad wants to rule and destroy the world in the process)
*The Darkest Powers, Kelly Armstrong (it’s like the Scooby gang of supernatural powers)
*Wicked Lovely, Melissa Marr (these are your average Faeries)
I’ve tried reading the Vampire Academy, Sookie Stackhouse (love the show, didn’t really like the book), and The Nightwalkers, but couldn’t get into them.
I don't know what it is about this little supernatural books, but I'm sooo hooked. The adult ones are merely my version of pornography. Some of the writing isn't tremendous, but I still want to know what what's going on. I think I'm looking for my next Twilight, which I know isn't possible, but I think I want to be swept away again with a new story. Something that so consuming, that it would make me put all aspects of my life on hold because I can't stop reading. Twilight really knocked me on my feet with a level of book/character absorption I didn't know even existed. I have no intentions of trading up from Twilight, but I wouldn't mind if Twilight had another good looking sibling or something.
There’s more out there that I want to read. Like I said, they are going to be the death of me…and send me into the poor house.
Speaking of Two Years…
This Friday marks the Stinky Boo’s Second Birthday. Total craziness I tell you. Now, I know that really talking about your kid or your nephew to those not actively involved with said child is boring. But let me just say one thing- the Stinky Boo…keeps getting cuter by the moment, and constantly cracks me up.
I still have no intentions of having any of my own spawn- I’m just going to keep on lovin’ and leavin’.
New Moon
Hello new sneak peak trailer. Is it November yet??
I will never, ever be Team Jacob. It’s just not possible. However- the little Taylor Launter’s making me think I might a Mrs. Robinson. He’s very delish.
I still prefer my men pasty pale with killer teeth. Or was it like my wine- white and fruity….or my coffee strong and black (but really I like it with cream and sweetner, but that doesn’t work for men)
Men=dead, sparkling, and a certain thirst for life. NOT hairy and dog like.
Speaking of Vampires
A new one has snuck into my heart. Eric from True Blue, aka Alexander Skarsgard. Ha cha cha. He looks devilishly sexy. He’s deep menacing stares…I get tingles just thinking about it. The odd thing about my loving Eric, is that I should technically be all about Bill. Bill’s more Edwardesque than Eric. But Eric has the danger factor that Bill just doesn’t have.
Another Obsession
Mama Mia’s on HBO now. I haven’t seen it since Wednesday last week. Prior to Wednesday, I had seen it at least 5 times that previous week. It’s a portal of lost time. I see it’s on and I must watch it. I get sucked in, I start singing (LOVE THE ABBA), and I have to watch it to the end, even if some of the singing is painful. It was on last night, and it took all the strength I had to not turn it on. I had the shakes and the sweats like an addict going through withdrawals. It was hard, but I did it. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do it again if it’s going to be on tonight.
I’ve been listening to my ABBA Gold CD to try and curve the Mama Mia obsession, it’s not helping. It just makes me want to watch the movie more.
Speaking of Twilight
I was doing a little Kindle demo with CwJ and SuperJ yesterday. I mentioned if I wanted to buy a book I could do it directly on the Kindle, so I searched Twilight and found “Everything I Needed to Know About Women I Learned from Twilight” by Jim Lee. He’s a therapist. The book starts with a current client saying that his wife is doubting their love/relationship because the hubby doesn’t love her the way the characters in Twilight seem to love each other. This could be an entertaining read. I’ll have to see if this guy is spot on or if he’s a moronic douche bag. Stay tuned.
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Okay, that’s it… I can’t think of anything else. Unless you want to talk weather… It’s hot, there was a break in the heat from 115 plus monsoon humidity down to 105 and dry…it’s actually nice. And the fact that I think 105 is nice kind of kills me. That’s just not normal.
OH! And Tourettes is ultra loud today (singing to herself, and doing her moany/groany hums) and baby talking LLS won’t shut the fuck up. So that fun work stuff. Actually my time here is almost up, especially if I look at weekends: 8/21 Boo’s birthday and party, 8/28 Meanie and I are going to Heber-Overgaard for a mini road trip, 9/4 LABOR DAY, 9/11 NOTHING, 9/18 Hello Chicago, 9/25 You’re FIRED!! WOO HOO.
I’m signing off now, for reals.
Rock out, full frontal with a leaf covering up your bits. That wouldn’t really be full frontal then would it??
Friday, August 7, 2009
BC42: Austenland, Shannon Hale
Tuschka and I had our first BC42 (book club for 2) meeting this week. Discussed: Austenland, Shannon Hale.
Jane, the main chick, is obsessed with Jane Austen, primarily, Pride and Prejudice, more specifically, Mr. Darcy, even more minutely specific, Colin Firth’s Mr. Darcy from BBC’s Pride and Prejudice 1996. She is in her early 30’s and no man meets up to Mr. Darcy, and she’s just waiting for her Mr. Darcy to arrive.
Jane’s great aunt sees this obsession as an issue, and when she passes away, she bequeaths a 3 week trip to Austenland for Jane. For 3 weeks, she can live like Austen’s characters (modern amenities are provided) and there men to fawn over. The goal of great auntie is to get Austen and Mr. Darcy out of Jane’s system so she can meet a real guy.
Now, I’m fairly aware of how unnatural it is to be completely consumed and obsessed about a fictional character (have I talked about Edward??), but really is there anything wrong with that??
Also, if there’s a Twilightland, and I can obtain a vampy boyfriend during my time there…SIGN ME UP!!! My birthday’s next month, if anyone wants to make that happen. Thanks.
Anyways…
Jane travels to England and emerges into Austenland after a little crash course on customs and what not for the 1880’s England. Jane becomes Miss Erstwhile and the adventure begins. Jane starts to have a fling with the gardener, taboo on many levels, and after a few trysts, she ends it with the gardener and becomes deeply intrigued by the brooding Mr. Nobely.
Mr. Nobely woes Jane…and Jane is fully woed by Mr. Nobely.
At the end there’s the BIG BALL and there’s dancing and gayety. Yes, I just said gayety, I’m a little stunned myself… At the Big Ball, Mr. Nobely proposes to Jane and Jane refuses!!
BA BA BUM!!!!
But have no fear, Jane meets Nobely at the airport, when she’s coming back to the US, and he’s smitten with her and want her to know the real him, not the Nobely character he portrays for Austenland. And so starts new love!!
**SIGH**
There are some funny parts too- Jane recaps ghosts of boyfriends past. Her recap of Juan was one of my more favorites…and there’s a ninja scene that had me laughing out loud.
Tuschka and I both thoroughly enjoyed the book. It was a quick read at just under 200 pages. It took me a mere 3 hours.
Next up: Actor and Housewife, Shannon Hale.
Rock out with your Austen cock out.
PS: Hitler, when you read this, I want you to call me and tell me how you say "minutely"...AND NO HELP FROM AVA!!!
Jane, the main chick, is obsessed with Jane Austen, primarily, Pride and Prejudice, more specifically, Mr. Darcy, even more minutely specific, Colin Firth’s Mr. Darcy from BBC’s Pride and Prejudice 1996. She is in her early 30’s and no man meets up to Mr. Darcy, and she’s just waiting for her Mr. Darcy to arrive.
Jane’s great aunt sees this obsession as an issue, and when she passes away, she bequeaths a 3 week trip to Austenland for Jane. For 3 weeks, she can live like Austen’s characters (modern amenities are provided) and there men to fawn over. The goal of great auntie is to get Austen and Mr. Darcy out of Jane’s system so she can meet a real guy.
Now, I’m fairly aware of how unnatural it is to be completely consumed and obsessed about a fictional character (have I talked about Edward??), but really is there anything wrong with that??
Also, if there’s a Twilightland, and I can obtain a vampy boyfriend during my time there…SIGN ME UP!!! My birthday’s next month, if anyone wants to make that happen. Thanks.
Anyways…
Jane travels to England and emerges into Austenland after a little crash course on customs and what not for the 1880’s England. Jane becomes Miss Erstwhile and the adventure begins. Jane starts to have a fling with the gardener, taboo on many levels, and after a few trysts, she ends it with the gardener and becomes deeply intrigued by the brooding Mr. Nobely.
Mr. Nobely woes Jane…and Jane is fully woed by Mr. Nobely.
At the end there’s the BIG BALL and there’s dancing and gayety. Yes, I just said gayety, I’m a little stunned myself… At the Big Ball, Mr. Nobely proposes to Jane and Jane refuses!!
BA BA BUM!!!!
But have no fear, Jane meets Nobely at the airport, when she’s coming back to the US, and he’s smitten with her and want her to know the real him, not the Nobely character he portrays for Austenland. And so starts new love!!
**SIGH**
There are some funny parts too- Jane recaps ghosts of boyfriends past. Her recap of Juan was one of my more favorites…and there’s a ninja scene that had me laughing out loud.
Tuschka and I both thoroughly enjoyed the book. It was a quick read at just under 200 pages. It took me a mere 3 hours.
Next up: Actor and Housewife, Shannon Hale.
Rock out with your Austen cock out.
PS: Hitler, when you read this, I want you to call me and tell me how you say "minutely"...AND NO HELP FROM AVA!!!
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Totally Bizarre Night
Last night Skank had a little shin dig at her house. She's about to go to Australia to play footy. And yesterday was her last day of work. There was a mixing of population: footy players, people from the recently departed job, and people from the job where we first met. I haven't seen some of those people in almost 3 years. It was a total trip.
I wanted to leave by 10 or 1030 since I had a service guy coming by between 8 and 10am. I didn't wind up leaving until midnight. Go me and enforcing myself imposed curfew. And after 1030, I kept saying- I have to go, I have to go....and I never left. Until the last shot of Presidente Brandy...I'm classy.
Me and the McK girls moved from the kitchen to the living room- YT's hubby and baby departed and were waiting for her...and this is when the shit gets deep...since she was a little tipsy, HK was tipsy, Geriatric was holding her own as was I, Skank was outside playing some drinking game and totally missed the whole moment. We were talking about it coming up to YT's 5 year anniversary of her double mastectomy surgery (she was diagnosed with breast cancer at 34) and being cancer free. The weekend before the big surgery a big group of McK girls went out for a girls night out for 80's night and all dress funky, it was a great night. We were talking about have a 5 year girls 80's night out to celebrate. YT was talking about how the girls at work were so supportive and really helped her through everything, and whenever she tells her story she says that HK started crying. HK responds with "it was totally fucking bizarre-o, you were so young and going to have both your boobs chopped off" (HK is in her 40s and still talks like a valley girl). Then she says that I was her rock, her support, and I did so much for her. I just kinda stand there not really knowing what to say because the YT and Me relationship has been a dicey one. Then Geriatric and HK jump on this "L is a rock" bandwagon and how great I am in a crisis, and all I can think of is "what the fuck is going on?? this is shit that happens to other people and in movies, not to me...this drunken heart to heart."
Then YT and I have a semi private conversation and she's telling me that she was happy I came to the party, and that she wants to be friends again and she misses me and she really hopes we can maybe talk sometime...and she's been wanting to email me for a long time but thought I wouldn't want to hear from her, and she knows she's been a bad person and a horrible friend and she hopes that she can prove that she's a better person now and will be a better friend to her. I tell her that at that point in time we were both having stuff going on, and we drifted, it happens, and I know that I wasn't the best person in return. We can hang out, have fun, re-establish the friendship. She gets a little misty we are hugging, she's repeating that she's not going to be a bad friend again and she really wants me to be a part of her life.
It was just sooo weird...odd....not at all what I was expecting.
Before I went to bed last night, I texted Skank that it was bizarre night and I'm going to be calling her in the morning. She was happy to miss the Kum Bay Ya moment.
Rock out, with drunken feelings
I wanted to leave by 10 or 1030 since I had a service guy coming by between 8 and 10am. I didn't wind up leaving until midnight. Go me and enforcing myself imposed curfew. And after 1030, I kept saying- I have to go, I have to go....and I never left. Until the last shot of Presidente Brandy...I'm classy.
Me and the McK girls moved from the kitchen to the living room- YT's hubby and baby departed and were waiting for her...and this is when the shit gets deep...since she was a little tipsy, HK was tipsy, Geriatric was holding her own as was I, Skank was outside playing some drinking game and totally missed the whole moment. We were talking about it coming up to YT's 5 year anniversary of her double mastectomy surgery (she was diagnosed with breast cancer at 34) and being cancer free. The weekend before the big surgery a big group of McK girls went out for a girls night out for 80's night and all dress funky, it was a great night. We were talking about have a 5 year girls 80's night out to celebrate. YT was talking about how the girls at work were so supportive and really helped her through everything, and whenever she tells her story she says that HK started crying. HK responds with "it was totally fucking bizarre-o, you were so young and going to have both your boobs chopped off" (HK is in her 40s and still talks like a valley girl). Then she says that I was her rock, her support, and I did so much for her. I just kinda stand there not really knowing what to say because the YT and Me relationship has been a dicey one. Then Geriatric and HK jump on this "L is a rock" bandwagon and how great I am in a crisis, and all I can think of is "what the fuck is going on?? this is shit that happens to other people and in movies, not to me...this drunken heart to heart."
Then YT and I have a semi private conversation and she's telling me that she was happy I came to the party, and that she wants to be friends again and she misses me and she really hopes we can maybe talk sometime...and she's been wanting to email me for a long time but thought I wouldn't want to hear from her, and she knows she's been a bad person and a horrible friend and she hopes that she can prove that she's a better person now and will be a better friend to her. I tell her that at that point in time we were both having stuff going on, and we drifted, it happens, and I know that I wasn't the best person in return. We can hang out, have fun, re-establish the friendship. She gets a little misty we are hugging, she's repeating that she's not going to be a bad friend again and she really wants me to be a part of her life.
It was just sooo weird...odd....not at all what I was expecting.
Before I went to bed last night, I texted Skank that it was bizarre night and I'm going to be calling her in the morning. She was happy to miss the Kum Bay Ya moment.
Rock out, with drunken feelings
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