Thursday, February 28, 2008
Happy Birthday Alex!
Today Alex turned 28 by sleeping in, going to work, hanging out with his wife, dropping off taxes, and eating pizza and cake. An all around fantastic day and an excellent way to celebrate another year of life. I love you, babe!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Procrastinating because I can
There's any number of things I could be doing right now. Reading, cleaning, studying, exercising. But I don't feel like doing anything except sit on the couch. I can't be bothered to pick up a book and hold it. Or clear one of the 4,729 plastic bottles we have laying around the house. Or study for my two mid-terms next week. Nah, I'll just sit.
I did get an invite to join the Facebook group for my 10 year high school reunion. Well, it wasn't really an invite, but a link from a girl I graduated with. You have to be invited by the administrator, who, surprise, didn't invite me. So I had to ask to join the group and no joke, I was afraid to because she might say "no." Because I am not "cool" enough to join the group. And I must say that that initial reaction shocked me because I am 27 years old and no longer in high school. And yet I still feel inferior to the girls on the dance team. And this was AFTER I had initially decided not to join said group because I was "too cool" for it. Wow. I need therapy.
I did get an invite to join the Facebook group for my 10 year high school reunion. Well, it wasn't really an invite, but a link from a girl I graduated with. You have to be invited by the administrator, who, surprise, didn't invite me. So I had to ask to join the group and no joke, I was afraid to because she might say "no." Because I am not "cool" enough to join the group. And I must say that that initial reaction shocked me because I am 27 years old and no longer in high school. And yet I still feel inferior to the girls on the dance team. And this was AFTER I had initially decided not to join said group because I was "too cool" for it. Wow. I need therapy.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Housekeeping
I've changed a few things over there on the sidebar and thought I'd point them out since I haven't changed the sidebar in months. And heaven forbid you miss the slightest changes in the life of my blog.
First off, NaBloPoMo is going monthly! I am super excited for more posting motivation and am planning on participating in the month of March. The theme is "lists" and if you know me even a little bit, then you will know this right up my alley. Lists make the world go 'round, I say.
I've also added in a new "Reading" list because I've actually started reading again and am really proud of it. Plus, I've read a few good books and would like to share. So watch as I cross books off and add more! Many thanks to the lovely ladies in my book club for helping jumpstart my reading career.
Finally, I have added a link to Seth, my grad school buddy who has been in every single one of my classes thus far. He's one of those annoyingly kind people that you instantly like, has an adorable family and is just all around swell. I am sure you will hate him as I do. :)
Also? Big shout out to the lovely Bell who announced an impending bundle of joy this morning! Holy cow, my friends are getting pregnant! We ARE adults! Many, many congratulations to her and her husband.
First off, NaBloPoMo is going monthly! I am super excited for more posting motivation and am planning on participating in the month of March. The theme is "lists" and if you know me even a little bit, then you will know this right up my alley. Lists make the world go 'round, I say.
I've also added in a new "Reading" list because I've actually started reading again and am really proud of it. Plus, I've read a few good books and would like to share. So watch as I cross books off and add more! Many thanks to the lovely ladies in my book club for helping jumpstart my reading career.
Finally, I have added a link to Seth, my grad school buddy who has been in every single one of my classes thus far. He's one of those annoyingly kind people that you instantly like, has an adorable family and is just all around swell. I am sure you will hate him as I do. :)
Also? Big shout out to the lovely Bell who announced an impending bundle of joy this morning! Holy cow, my friends are getting pregnant! We ARE adults! Many, many congratulations to her and her husband.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
The Oscars
Two posts in one day, because I'm feeling it. Woo!
The Oscars are tonight and I'm fairly excited because I have seen four of the five films nominated for Best Picture. How I accomplished this epic feat was by attending AMC's 2nd annual movie marathon. Alex sent me the link back in January and I thought it'd be pretty cool to experience a lot of (supposedly) good movies in one day. Plus, it was a fantastic deal...$30 per person, plus a large popcorn with free refills! I got more and more nervous as the day came closer because I am not a "movie person." I am a TV gal all the way. I can commit to an hour of drama every week, but asking me to commit to paying $10 for a big screen TV for 2 hours at once? Not happening. But we thought it'd be fun and different and something to blog about, so there you go. We had no idea what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised at the organization and professionalism of AMC. We had our own host who gave away prizes during trivia time before every movie. The manager of the theater also decided that if we were willing to purchase a $5 Diet Coke, that we should get free refills for it all day. Apparently, this isn't AMC's corporate policy, so that guy got big props in my book. They also allowed you to come and go as you pleased thanks to these nifty lanyards you got to wear with information for all the movies. And my favorite part of the event was that you could bring in food from anywhere. Needless to say, there were A LOT of pizza boxes in the theater by the end of the day.
We only made it through four of the movies, because the last movie of the night was "No Country for Old Men." I had heard many positive things about the movie and everyone is raving about Javier Bardem's performance, so a part of me was curious to see it. However, I cannot handle a lot of graphic violence and senseless death in my movie experiences. I get really, really, really into the movies I watch, which is a total pain, because then I cry over everything and want to puke and stuff. (Example: I had to leave at the end of the "Hannibal" because Anthony Hopkins was doing too good of a job of messing with Ray Liotta's brain. Also? I couldn't even make it halfway through "The Departed" before I turned to Alex and said, "I need to go think about rainbows and sunshine NOW.") I suppose it's also a blessing because when I enjoy a movie, I really, really, really enjoy it and that is wonderful for my artistic and creative side, blah de dah. Not the point.
So in order to prepare myself for the chilling gruesomeness of the movie, I read the book two weeks ago. And it gave me nightmares. Anton Chigurh is just too scary for me, y'all. (Yes, I am a big fat wuss and I know it.) But after two extremely scary dreams about serial killers stalking me and a paranoid fear of every noise in the house when I was alone, I decided watching the movie might not be the best idea for me. At least not when I can't fast forward through the brain splatters. So my husband, being the amazing man that he is, gladly skipped out on the last showing of the night, even though he really wanted to see the movie. But he is a wise man, because "Juno" is a much better way to end the night for both of us. Plus, we have a Netflix account, so it will be at our house haunting me soon enough.
So I'm excited about tonight's ridiculous festivities, because I know more about what people are talking about. Even though I am pretty sure "No Country" is going to win Best Picture and Best Director, I am still far more informed that I ever have been on Oscar Night. And if "There Will Be Blood" wins for anything other than Best Actor for Daniel Day-Lewis, I will throw something at the TV.
UPDATE: Yep, "No Country" was the big winner. But for the record, that clip of Javier and the coin scared the crap out of me. So I still stand by the decision of skipping out on it last night.
The Oscars are tonight and I'm fairly excited because I have seen four of the five films nominated for Best Picture. How I accomplished this epic feat was by attending AMC's 2nd annual movie marathon. Alex sent me the link back in January and I thought it'd be pretty cool to experience a lot of (supposedly) good movies in one day. Plus, it was a fantastic deal...$30 per person, plus a large popcorn with free refills! I got more and more nervous as the day came closer because I am not a "movie person." I am a TV gal all the way. I can commit to an hour of drama every week, but asking me to commit to paying $10 for a big screen TV for 2 hours at once? Not happening. But we thought it'd be fun and different and something to blog about, so there you go. We had no idea what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised at the organization and professionalism of AMC. We had our own host who gave away prizes during trivia time before every movie. The manager of the theater also decided that if we were willing to purchase a $5 Diet Coke, that we should get free refills for it all day. Apparently, this isn't AMC's corporate policy, so that guy got big props in my book. They also allowed you to come and go as you pleased thanks to these nifty lanyards you got to wear with information for all the movies. And my favorite part of the event was that you could bring in food from anywhere. Needless to say, there were A LOT of pizza boxes in the theater by the end of the day.
We only made it through four of the movies, because the last movie of the night was "No Country for Old Men." I had heard many positive things about the movie and everyone is raving about Javier Bardem's performance, so a part of me was curious to see it. However, I cannot handle a lot of graphic violence and senseless death in my movie experiences. I get really, really, really into the movies I watch, which is a total pain, because then I cry over everything and want to puke and stuff. (Example: I had to leave at the end of the "Hannibal" because Anthony Hopkins was doing too good of a job of messing with Ray Liotta's brain. Also? I couldn't even make it halfway through "The Departed" before I turned to Alex and said, "I need to go think about rainbows and sunshine NOW.") I suppose it's also a blessing because when I enjoy a movie, I really, really, really enjoy it and that is wonderful for my artistic and creative side, blah de dah. Not the point.
So in order to prepare myself for the chilling gruesomeness of the movie, I read the book two weeks ago. And it gave me nightmares. Anton Chigurh is just too scary for me, y'all. (Yes, I am a big fat wuss and I know it.) But after two extremely scary dreams about serial killers stalking me and a paranoid fear of every noise in the house when I was alone, I decided watching the movie might not be the best idea for me. At least not when I can't fast forward through the brain splatters. So my husband, being the amazing man that he is, gladly skipped out on the last showing of the night, even though he really wanted to see the movie. But he is a wise man, because "Juno" is a much better way to end the night for both of us. Plus, we have a Netflix account, so it will be at our house haunting me soon enough.
So I'm excited about tonight's ridiculous festivities, because I know more about what people are talking about. Even though I am pretty sure "No Country" is going to win Best Picture and Best Director, I am still far more informed that I ever have been on Oscar Night. And if "There Will Be Blood" wins for anything other than Best Actor for Daniel Day-Lewis, I will throw something at the TV.
UPDATE: Yep, "No Country" was the big winner. But for the record, that clip of Javier and the coin scared the crap out of me. So I still stand by the decision of skipping out on it last night.
Happy Birthday Blog!
I always miss the actual birthday, but at least I got the month correct this go around. Yes, the little Sand Palace is now three years old! I started blogging way back in 2003 after my ex-boyfriend had dumped me and I desperately needed attention. It worked quite well for a while, but it eventually backfired (see: leadership group of former ministry discussing my blog at their meetings). So once I realized that people do read my blog and do make judgments, that maybe, just maybe I should back off a bit. So I came over here and set up a little place where I was not as easily found (though it has been over time) and do what I do. It's been a good three years. And though it occasionally drives me insane that I don't get nearly as much blog traffic as I used to, I'm happy to have the little blog that could. It's small and dispensable, but it's mine. Which is exactly what the title "Sand Palace" means. So Happy Birthday blog! Here's to another three years!
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Sick Day
I'm home sick today. It's now 1:47 and I have been out of bed for a good 20 minutes. Hooray! I woke up this morning with a rebelling throat, nose, and head. I decided that I really, really, really needed some more sleep since I have been battling insomnia all week. So here I am. I have class in 2 1/2 hours, so that kind of sucks.
I haven't had to miss work for sickness in quite some time, so I sort of forgot what it was like. I always think it'd be great to get a day off, but it's really no fun when you feel like your head is going to explode and your throat laughs at you when you want to, you know, swallow. It figures I would get sick the week I finally decide to go back to the gym after several months of laziness. But I am blaming it on the extreme changes in weather. My body is a delicate flower, not designed for twenty degree temperature changes in a day.
Boring. Sorry. Sick. Can't help it.
I haven't had to miss work for sickness in quite some time, so I sort of forgot what it was like. I always think it'd be great to get a day off, but it's really no fun when you feel like your head is going to explode and your throat laughs at you when you want to, you know, swallow. It figures I would get sick the week I finally decide to go back to the gym after several months of laziness. But I am blaming it on the extreme changes in weather. My body is a delicate flower, not designed for twenty degree temperature changes in a day.
Boring. Sorry. Sick. Can't help it.
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