Ok so this week is getting a bit ridiculous as far as death is concerned. My Aunt's funeral was last weekend, my friends Uncle's on Wednesday and my friends Grandfather's today. I've seen more than enough funeral homes to last me the year. To top it off i'm sicker than a dog, contracted a friends cold which has moved into my throat, ear and chest. I am luckier than her though, she has bronchitis now and she got her husband sooo sick he can't celebrate his 30th birthday. Poor guy.
So i go out after the funeral home for a different pre-birthday celebration. My friends boyfriend is celebrating early as she will be away on his special day. His parents came down from up north as well as some hunting friends from the states. A bunch of us go to a local bar, nothing special, fried food and pool table type of place, he's not fancy. The drinks start coming, his dad and hunting buddy (who looks like Santa Claus) are the loudest people in the bar, laughing and yelling, talking about inappropriate things. At first i'm slightly embarassed, and then i find it amusing, they're rednecks afterall. Bday boys dad starts telling us how he loves to have sex in the morning *shudder* Some little girl who's parents are watching, say nothing as she starts to sink the pool balls on the table while some of our friends are playing. I'm ready to go over and tell her to fuck off but her pizza comes and she sits down. Who has a 9 year old at a bar at 11pm anyway? Shitty parents who don't say anything to their bratty kid, that's who.
All of the men decide to order shot after shot of sambuca & jager *shudder* The shot bill alone came to $140. I enjoyed my pints of Keiths (i'll still drink it even if the spokesman may be a pedophile)and tried to torture my friend by saying funny things, that she does not find funny about her and her boyfriend...she was kicking me under the table trying to make me stop. Thus comes up a discussion about rimming and anal sex. Santa Claus decides i'm the shit and comes over and repeatedly tells me he'd like to interview me and that i'm a free spirit. However it's only 11:30pm and we must ship out as people have to work in the morning and my friend must pack for her trip. My friend drives myself and the two older men, who are shit faced. It was by far the funniest car ride home i have ever had. I couldn't even tell you what they were saying but i was crying i was laughing so hard. I kept telling my friend to drop me off down the street so they wouldn't wake up my neighbourhood or come to my door to say hello to my folks. Perhaps i should invite them down for my birthday LOL.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Grey's Anatomy and Dr. McDreamy
So i've become absolutely obsessed with the show Grey's Anatomy. I will put a summary of the show at the end of my post for any interested parties to read. As well for those that do watch, just a disclaimer i do talk about some of the episodes in this post.
I have no idea why i began to watch this show, but now it has a hold on me. It's not just the hottie characters either like Dr. McDreamy :) but the intertwined stories of the interns and doctors as well. The characters are real and raw. There is so much emotion in each episode it kills me. This entire season for some reason, i find myself with a kleenex in hand, tears streaming down my face every single episode i watch. I wouldn't even consider it a sad show, but the characters somehow seem to grab me in that spot and make me feel.
I desperately want Meredith and Dr. Shepherd aka Dr. McDreamy to get back together. Even though George would be amazing for her .... he finally told her last week how he felt and how he would never ever hurt her. It was so genuine and heartfelt. I mean what woman wouldn't want to hear those words...and he truly does mean it. However, i'm still going for McDreamy.
What about the bomb episode when we find out Bailey is about to give birth and her husband almost dies on the surgical table because he was in a car accident on the way to the hospital. Or how Meredith is left holding onto the bomb that could explode at any minute only to pass it onto the bomb squad man successfully. As she leaves the room to watch him walk down the hall it explodes in his arms. What about the episode where there is a train wreck and two strangers are both impaled on a pole. To have even a remotley successful surgery, only one may live. Ahhhhhhh i mean, how do you choose, how do you tell someone they are going to die right then and there. The show gives me goosebumps, i can't even explain it.
The way Meredith and McDreamy gaze at one another, so passionate yet so forbidden. The Episode where Christina loses her baby and she doesn't want anyone to touch her...then Burke finds out that it was his baby, he climbs into her bed and holds her even though she is an intern and he a surgeon..... oh man it rips at your heart.
Of course it's not all serious and dramatic, but it's also funny. George lives with Meredith and Izzie and often has to listen to them moan and complain about men as they squish into his bed while he just stares at the ceiling and rubs their backs. Christina is hilarious she tells it like it is to the patients, much to the dismay of the doctors.
I very very rarely ever purchase DVD's. I will most definately be buying this one as it just came out last week. Perhaps an early Bday present to myself :)
Here is a small summary about the show courtesy of http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/about.htm
"Meet Meredith Grey. She's a woman trying to lead a real life while doing a job that makes having a real life impossible. Meredith is a first-year surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, the toughest surgical residency program west of Harvard. She and fellow first-year interns Cristina Yang, Izzie Stevens, George O'Malley and Alex Karev were students yesterday; today they're doctors and, in a world where on the job training can be a matter of life and death, they're all juggling the ups and downs of their own personal lives.
The five interns fight to maintain friendships in this most stressful and competitive atmosphere. Meredith's medical ambition is overshadowed by a troubling secret: Her mother, a noted pioneering surgeon, is suffering from a tragic and devastating illness. Cristina is a study in contradiction; highly competitive and driven, she eschews any favors in order to make it on her own. Isobel "Izzie" Stevens, the small-town girl who paid for medical school by modeling in her underwear, battles for respect amongst her peers. George O'Malley is the warm but insecure boy next door who always manages to do or say the wrong thing -- even in the O.R. Worse, in spite of his obvious attraction to Meredith, he's treated as "just one of the girls." And Alex Karev, the intern every intern loves to hate, masks his working class roots with arrogance and ambition.
The interns are guided by an established team of doctors who are determined to shape them into skilled surgeons or break them: Miranda Bailey, the senior resident responsible for training them, masks her softer side with a demeanor so tough that she's the nicknamed "The Nazi." Derek Shepherd is the flirtatious but wildly talented surgeon. Meredith thought he was her soul mate when the two began a forbidden sexual relationship -- but now that the wife Meredith never knew he had has arrived, she's not so sure. Preston Burke's arrogance is second only to his skill with a scalpel. He meets his match in Cristina when they begin a less romantic but equally forbidden relationship of their own. Overseeing them all is Dr. Richard Webber, Seattle Grace's paternal but no-nonsense chief of surgery who harbors some secrets of his own concerning Meredith's mother.
Grey's Anatomy focuses on young people struggling to be doctors and doctors struggling to stay human. It's the drama and intensity of medical training mixed with the funny, sexy, painful lives of interns who are about to discover that neither medicine nor relationships can be defined in black and white. Real life only comes in shades of grey."
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
The Gym
Ok so as most of you know i am still competing in the Biggest Loser Challenge.
www.jenniferandashley.blogspot.com
So I began to slack off again, not going to the gym, not following my meal plan. You know the "just one more bad fatty yummy dinner" type of thing, like Homer Simpson drooling over some morsil of food. Yeah, that's me. I have very limited self control unfortunately and have a tendency to forget what i allowed myself the day before, only to allow myself something equally as bad the following day. I had a reality check this week though and realized the wedding is in 4 months, not much time at all. Especially if i actually decide to give this some effort, what if the weight doesn't start to come off and then it's down to the wire, then what do i do?
This week i got back at it. I lifted weights for an hour, i did every part of my body possible and focussed completely on toning. Let me add this was a terrible idea as i had not lifted weights in months. The next day every part of my body felt as though it had been pummeled by a baseball bat and it actually hurt to try and sit on the toilet. So being in that state i decided to forego the class i was going to take and just went on the treadmill for 45mins. Still in terrible pain, i gave myself the next day off. I was back at it on the Wednesday, went to a class at the gym after work, Cardio Combo it's called. It involved a step, some weights, one of those balls and lots of abs. I enjoyed it as much as one can when their face is bright red and it's difficult to breathe. I've decided to make a schedule and try out some of the classes. It will keep me from getting bored and the monotony of what i have been doing. I also find i push myself harder when in that type of setting. I would rather die than put down my weights and give up half way through the class, as i most likely would do in the cardio room :)
Thursday i tried the Circuit Training, in the weightroom. Wow, i must say that was quite the workout. I've never sweated so much while doing weights. She showed me some new exercises and i was finished in 45 mins. I liked it. Now if i can ever get my ass out of bed on saturday mornings, there is something called Combat Training.....not sure i like the sounds of that one, too military for my liking, but we'll see.
It's Friday now....and all of my muscles are aching from the circuit training...ahhhhhhhhh.
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So I began to slack off again, not going to the gym, not following my meal plan. You know the "just one more bad fatty yummy dinner" type of thing, like Homer Simpson drooling over some morsil of food. Yeah, that's me. I have very limited self control unfortunately and have a tendency to forget what i allowed myself the day before, only to allow myself something equally as bad the following day. I had a reality check this week though and realized the wedding is in 4 months, not much time at all. Especially if i actually decide to give this some effort, what if the weight doesn't start to come off and then it's down to the wire, then what do i do?
This week i got back at it. I lifted weights for an hour, i did every part of my body possible and focussed completely on toning. Let me add this was a terrible idea as i had not lifted weights in months. The next day every part of my body felt as though it had been pummeled by a baseball bat and it actually hurt to try and sit on the toilet. So being in that state i decided to forego the class i was going to take and just went on the treadmill for 45mins. Still in terrible pain, i gave myself the next day off. I was back at it on the Wednesday, went to a class at the gym after work, Cardio Combo it's called. It involved a step, some weights, one of those balls and lots of abs. I enjoyed it as much as one can when their face is bright red and it's difficult to breathe. I've decided to make a schedule and try out some of the classes. It will keep me from getting bored and the monotony of what i have been doing. I also find i push myself harder when in that type of setting. I would rather die than put down my weights and give up half way through the class, as i most likely would do in the cardio room :)
Thursday i tried the Circuit Training, in the weightroom. Wow, i must say that was quite the workout. I've never sweated so much while doing weights. She showed me some new exercises and i was finished in 45 mins. I liked it. Now if i can ever get my ass out of bed on saturday mornings, there is something called Combat Training.....not sure i like the sounds of that one, too military for my liking, but we'll see.
It's Friday now....and all of my muscles are aching from the circuit training...ahhhhhhhhh.
Valentines Day
Ok, so just a quick post to show that apparently my family thinks i'm their charity case and/or pathetic. The day before Valentine's Day my sister calls me and asks if i would like to join her and her husband for dinner the next evening. I decline. After work i'm talking to my dad, he asks all of us if we would like to join him and my mother for dinner at this restaurant i dislike (Crappolla's for PP). I decline.
I wake up on Valentine's Day to some Lindor chocolates and a card that sings and lights up "i love you" on the inside, courtesy of my parents. My mother then says that they are no longer going to Crapolla's but are going elsewhere, still asking if i would like to come. I tell her no, i work late and am going to the gym and then to Melissa's to watch the Penis Dementia. As i'm trying to get ready for work and running out the door, she again asks me if i'm sure i do not want to come and again asks what i am doing. Ughh.
The day progresses and i get a phone call at work from my father inquiring as to whether or not i will be joining them for dinner. Again, i decline.
I don't get what the big deal is, it's just another day to me. Even if i did have someone special in my life to share it with, i think the fact that it's shoved down our throats would deter me from wanting to do anything like dinner, just because it seems we are told that's what we should be doing. It's a nice marketing scheme for all the card and chocolate companies out there.....like i'd turn my nose up at a box of chocolates LOL, of course not. I just think it puts a lot of pressure on people single and attached. Some might expect extravegent dinners, marriage proposals and other such things. As for us single people, it just yet again reminds us that we are alone.
I wake up on Valentine's Day to some Lindor chocolates and a card that sings and lights up "i love you" on the inside, courtesy of my parents. My mother then says that they are no longer going to Crapolla's but are going elsewhere, still asking if i would like to come. I tell her no, i work late and am going to the gym and then to Melissa's to watch the Penis Dementia. As i'm trying to get ready for work and running out the door, she again asks me if i'm sure i do not want to come and again asks what i am doing. Ughh.
The day progresses and i get a phone call at work from my father inquiring as to whether or not i will be joining them for dinner. Again, i decline.
I don't get what the big deal is, it's just another day to me. Even if i did have someone special in my life to share it with, i think the fact that it's shoved down our throats would deter me from wanting to do anything like dinner, just because it seems we are told that's what we should be doing. It's a nice marketing scheme for all the card and chocolate companies out there.....like i'd turn my nose up at a box of chocolates LOL, of course not. I just think it puts a lot of pressure on people single and attached. Some might expect extravegent dinners, marriage proposals and other such things. As for us single people, it just yet again reminds us that we are alone.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
I know how to have fun....and i have fun doing it!!!
So melissa decides that we should go to a local bar to whoop it up. It's within walking distance from her house which i might add is in the "hood." We've never been into this bar before and i decide to wear no make-up and army pants. (For those that know me i'd like to think i'm a quite fashionable dresser.) So we walk on over, sit down and talk amougnst ourselves.
I'm facing the people in the bar, and Melissa notices a shadow creeping towards us. In walks Mark. He wants to buy us a drink which we decline as we do not want to have to chat with him for the remainder of the evening. He however decides to take a seat and asks our names. I use my alias which is Marlika, and Mel forgets hers and calls herself Lori. Well we get into a discussion of work and Mel now known as Lori works at McDonalds, so she says. Mark then proclaims that he to worked at McDonalds for 15 years. Oh my!!! I might add that Mark is wearing dirty dirty jeans and rubber boots up to his knees, i suppose the fuck me boots for men LOL.
So Melissa engages in conversation, while hitting me under the table with her boot. I wander off to call PP and tell her about this man, who continuously tells us that "i know how to have fun and I have fun doing it" and "you girls look like alot of fun" throughout the ENTIRE evening. He also asks us if we are coming from the casino and brings it up quite often.....even though we answered "no" he asks again at which point i tell Mel that i feel like i'm talking to my grandmother. He again for the millionth time talks about "i know how to have fun" .... we both burst into uncontrollable laughter which he apparently takes as a cue to say "yah, and i have fun doing it." He asks us where we are coming from to which we lie and reply we do not live in the city, are visiting a male friend who is expecting us soon. He inquires about which way we are walking and i tell him that i'm very cautious and not divulving that info.
The evening progresses, we find some other chaps at the bar who find him equally as funny and we somehow pawn him off onto another women. Melissa thinks the bartender is hot, as do i, but i won't let her know. Mark leaves, and then returns and then again leaves. Howvever he is now standing outside and we are wondering how we should proceed with caution home, as we do not want him following us. Well, the two nice gentlemen we met at the bar, get into a bit of an altercation with him and we duck outside unseen. The cute bartender offered us a ride, however it would have been awhile before he closed. We declined and walked the 2 blocks. Melissa would like to add that "he's ugly and old." I'm not so sure about my New Year's Resolution about stepping out of the box. It doesn't seem to bring me any pleasure.
I'm facing the people in the bar, and Melissa notices a shadow creeping towards us. In walks Mark. He wants to buy us a drink which we decline as we do not want to have to chat with him for the remainder of the evening. He however decides to take a seat and asks our names. I use my alias which is Marlika, and Mel forgets hers and calls herself Lori. Well we get into a discussion of work and Mel now known as Lori works at McDonalds, so she says. Mark then proclaims that he to worked at McDonalds for 15 years. Oh my!!! I might add that Mark is wearing dirty dirty jeans and rubber boots up to his knees, i suppose the fuck me boots for men LOL.
So Melissa engages in conversation, while hitting me under the table with her boot. I wander off to call PP and tell her about this man, who continuously tells us that "i know how to have fun and I have fun doing it" and "you girls look like alot of fun" throughout the ENTIRE evening. He also asks us if we are coming from the casino and brings it up quite often.....even though we answered "no" he asks again at which point i tell Mel that i feel like i'm talking to my grandmother. He again for the millionth time talks about "i know how to have fun" .... we both burst into uncontrollable laughter which he apparently takes as a cue to say "yah, and i have fun doing it." He asks us where we are coming from to which we lie and reply we do not live in the city, are visiting a male friend who is expecting us soon. He inquires about which way we are walking and i tell him that i'm very cautious and not divulving that info.
The evening progresses, we find some other chaps at the bar who find him equally as funny and we somehow pawn him off onto another women. Melissa thinks the bartender is hot, as do i, but i won't let her know. Mark leaves, and then returns and then again leaves. Howvever he is now standing outside and we are wondering how we should proceed with caution home, as we do not want him following us. Well, the two nice gentlemen we met at the bar, get into a bit of an altercation with him and we duck outside unseen. The cute bartender offered us a ride, however it would have been awhile before he closed. We declined and walked the 2 blocks. Melissa would like to add that "he's ugly and old." I'm not so sure about my New Year's Resolution about stepping out of the box. It doesn't seem to bring me any pleasure.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Trekkies
Ok, so on Saturday before we watched the travelling pants movie, we watched the documentary Trekkies (1997). It is a film about Star Trek fans otherwise known as Trekkies or Trekkers. To be a fan is one thing, but to be a "Trekkie" puts you in a whole different league. I myself have watched one Star Trek episode in my life and don't quite understand the phenomenon. This film however always puts me in a good mood, i must purchase it, as i am blown away by the "trekkies."
My favourite fan is Gabriel Koerner. He is fourteen and has attended 28 conventions so far. He and his "Star Trek" club are planning to shoot their own "Star Trek" movie and Gabriel is creating special effects on his home computer. He also sports a mullet and dresses up for the conventions (and then complains that the details on the outfits are incorrect). Gabriel had his father build a shuttlecraft on the back of his truck.
My favorite part in the film is when Gabriel is at home infront of his computer being interviewed and the phone rings. He picks up the phone and yells "PETER, this is the WORST time you could have called, I'M BUSY" or something along those lines. I laughed so hard i began to cry when i saw that part.
My next favorite person in the documentary is Barbara Adams. This blurb was taken from the website http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm (Where you can read more on this fascinating film)
"Barbara Adams was chosen for jury duty in the Whitewater trial in Little Rock, Arkansas. She also wore her Starfleet Commanding Officer's uniform to the trial. Unusual, you might say? Not to Lt. Commander Barbara Adams, who rarely leaves home without her rank pips, tricorder, phaser, and communicator badge. She has embraced the philosophy espoused in "Star Trek" and lives her life accordingly. Barbara is a bright and thoughtful woman as well as a talented artist. She also happens to be a fascinating subject, as we discovered following her through a typical day as a true-blue Trekkie, while she lets us in on what this personally means to her."
Barbara wears her phaser among other things on a belt to work and insists on her co-workers calling her the "Commander."
There is a dentist whose practice has a Star Trek theme and his staff all wear Star Trek uniforms. They show a language school which teaches people how to speak proper Klingon. I'm telling you all, if you have not seen this documentary you must put it on your list of things to watch. It is educational whilst being extremely funny and entertaining. Just wait, when you hear Gabriel yelling "PETER" into the phone you'll realize it was worth it.
For more information on Trekkies visit:
http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm
For Gabriel's Site visit:
http://gabekoerner.com/personal/index.htm
(This film has made a few of my friends and I want to attend the next convention in a city nearby, mostly for shits and giggles, perhaps to gawk but whatever. We just may learn something new....see i'm keeping up with my New Year's Resolution and stepping out of the box)
My favourite fan is Gabriel Koerner. He is fourteen and has attended 28 conventions so far. He and his "Star Trek" club are planning to shoot their own "Star Trek" movie and Gabriel is creating special effects on his home computer. He also sports a mullet and dresses up for the conventions (and then complains that the details on the outfits are incorrect). Gabriel had his father build a shuttlecraft on the back of his truck.
My favorite part in the film is when Gabriel is at home infront of his computer being interviewed and the phone rings. He picks up the phone and yells "PETER, this is the WORST time you could have called, I'M BUSY" or something along those lines. I laughed so hard i began to cry when i saw that part.
My next favorite person in the documentary is Barbara Adams. This blurb was taken from the website http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm (Where you can read more on this fascinating film)
"Barbara Adams was chosen for jury duty in the Whitewater trial in Little Rock, Arkansas. She also wore her Starfleet Commanding Officer's uniform to the trial. Unusual, you might say? Not to Lt. Commander Barbara Adams, who rarely leaves home without her rank pips, tricorder, phaser, and communicator badge. She has embraced the philosophy espoused in "Star Trek" and lives her life accordingly. Barbara is a bright and thoughtful woman as well as a talented artist. She also happens to be a fascinating subject, as we discovered following her through a typical day as a true-blue Trekkie, while she lets us in on what this personally means to her."
Barbara wears her phaser among other things on a belt to work and insists on her co-workers calling her the "Commander."
There is a dentist whose practice has a Star Trek theme and his staff all wear Star Trek uniforms. They show a language school which teaches people how to speak proper Klingon. I'm telling you all, if you have not seen this documentary you must put it on your list of things to watch. It is educational whilst being extremely funny and entertaining. Just wait, when you hear Gabriel yelling "PETER" into the phone you'll realize it was worth it.
For more information on Trekkies visit:
http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm
For Gabriel's Site visit:
http://gabekoerner.com/personal/index.htm
(This film has made a few of my friends and I want to attend the next convention in a city nearby, mostly for shits and giggles, perhaps to gawk but whatever. We just may learn something new....see i'm keeping up with my New Year's Resolution and stepping out of the box)
Sunday, February 05, 2006
The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants
So Melissa and I and her sister rented The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants. Cute movie, made us all cry a bit and want to find some hunky man in Greece to fall in love with. The story is about four best friends who decide to stay connected with one another as their lives start off in different directions. They pass around a pair of secondhand jeans that fits each of their bodies perfectly, even though they are all different sizes. They mail the jeans to one another and write about what happens when they wear them, as they figure they have some magical powers if they fit each one of them perfectly.
So after we watch the movie, Melissa pulls out a pair of jeans that she has and makes us all try them on. Low and behold they actually fit each one of us. Now there is about a 30 pound difference between her and I and a 40 pound difference between her and her sister. So she becomes very excited and makes us take pictures and then tells us that we all have to wear them. Apparently my turn is next weekend. I'll let you know if anything magical happens, or if a greek God decides to sweep my off my feet. I tried to post the pics of us however my computer is being tempermental. I will try again tomorrow.
So after we watch the movie, Melissa pulls out a pair of jeans that she has and makes us all try them on. Low and behold they actually fit each one of us. Now there is about a 30 pound difference between her and I and a 40 pound difference between her and her sister. So she becomes very excited and makes us take pictures and then tells us that we all have to wear them. Apparently my turn is next weekend. I'll let you know if anything magical happens, or if a greek God decides to sweep my off my feet. I tried to post the pics of us however my computer is being tempermental. I will try again tomorrow.
