GO SEE THIS MOVIE!!
Mkay, now that I have that out of the way, this is hands down the BEST movie I have seen in quite some time. It has all the right ingredients and is worth the money (matinee, regular price, or bootleg) to watch. I would recommend that you go check it out on the big screen first though to get the full effect. I'll be totally honest in saying that I wasn't that thrilled to go and see this. Whenever I hear Nicolas Cage's name, I automatically think thriller "fluff". This movie is anything but that. The special effects are KILLER!! Whoever was responsible deserves an Oscar. There are several disaster scenes in the movie that are so realistic that it has me over here, even as I type this, considering not ever flying again. One scene actually had me in tears.....carazy!!! I know...I'm such a punk! I told Z that never until today, not even after 9/11, has something truly shook me to the core like that did. But then I realized it's because you only hear about what happens after the fact. You don't have a birds eye and actually see the events in real time to know how it all goes down. Yeah I know we all saw the events of 9/11 as they transpired but I wasn't physically there. This movie made me feel as though I was and put it into perspective for me. I could go on and on about it but I'm pretty certain you would at least like to know what the movie is about. lol
Without giving too much away, the movie starts back in '59 with the sealing of a time capsule at a school. Enclosed in the capsule, along with mainly drawings, is a sheet of paper with random sequences of numbers written by a young girl that was contacted by the "whisper" people. Fastforward to 50 years later when the capsule is opened. The son of the character played by N.Cage, receives the envelope that contains the number paper. The whisper people contact him, as well as many others as we found out later in the movie. The dad takes the paper one night and partially decodes it realizing that the number sequences are the dates and number of people that die (and eventually the latitude and longitude) during the tragic events that have happened and are to happen in theincluding the extinction of Earth. The movie pretty much revolves around the dates and the dad trying to figure out what the whisper people want with his kid.
Overall, the story is well written and all the actors did a very good job of portraying their characters. I have nothing bad to say about this film but I will say everyone will not like it. One lady got up, walked out, and never came back. I heard the people behind us comment as we were all leaving that it was too wierd. Ehhh, that's their opinion but hey....I think they wierd for thinking it's wierd but whatever. lol
AR Gal rating: GO SEE THIS MOVIE
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Just in case......
.....you feel like you can't take one more second of work this week, just remember IT'S FRIDAY!!!
Press play as many times as needed to help get you through those rough patches.
Press play as many times as needed to help get you through those rough patches.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Record of Assault
I lifted up my head briefly to say hello after I noticed her walking in the entrance behind me at work. I was busy texting on my phone as I had been since I got out of the car. My head was still down looking at my phone as we walked to and both made our way into the elevator. While continuing to mind my own business typing in a message (and giving off a strong "don't bother me" vibe) , I see a hand coming towards me. Not just any hand, a hand full of fingers with cluster rings. I was a bit startled then annoyed as I saw what was in her hand. A business card of the pank variety with that ever noticeable font. I almost screamed but the elevator doors opened so I just grabbed the card, said thank you, and scurried out the door.
I had just been quietly assaulted by a Mary Kay rep.
I had just been quietly assaulted by a Mary Kay rep.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I don't wanna be saved.........
Yesterday Z and I went to sit and visit with Mr. B and his sister (click here to find out why). We had probably been there the better part of 30 or 40 minutes when the doorbell rings with more company stopping by to pay their respects. This guy comes in with his two daughters. He introduces himself and his kids, they sit down, and we continue to talk. Mr. B was telling us a story about when he used to live in CA and drove down to AR with some friends of his. He had us rolling laughing, it was hilarious. lol Then, he (the guest) did it. He started the interrogation. What's that you ask? The interrogation that always starts with that oh so "innocent" question......."So what church do you go to?". *RMERHTTWMS* (rolling my eyes real hard 'til the white meat shows". I knew as soon as he fixed his mouth to ask where that convo was headed and released a deep sigh as a warning signal to let his ass know I wasn't in the mood.
If there's one thing I absolutely CANNOT stand is churchfolk. And not just any ole' churchgoer. The kind that feels that their life's work is to make you their hoe and them the captain to help save you from the "unholy" and "unchristianlike" life they think you are leading by not going to church or by practicing another faith other than christianity. REALLY? GTFOH!
Anyway, so it started with that question and he kept on and on and on. Especially after Z told him he was of Sooni-Muslim faith and I told him I was non-denominational. Oh goodness no...not that! You would have thought the man said he worshipped satan and he pretty much implied that I did because being non-denominational now means that you don't believe in God. REALLY? I say again GTFOHWTHBS!!!! After about 20 minutes (too long) of his ass being way more than too nosey, he and Z going back and forth about their different faiths (read dude trying to tell Z what he believed was wrong), and me seeing Mr. B give ole' boy the side-eye no less than 3 times I put a stop to it all.
Me: "Excuse me Mr. ....what's your name again?
Mistah: Mr. S
Me: Mr. S, with all due respect, this is neither the time NOR the place for this conversation. We are all here, or are supposed to be here, for one reason and one reason only...to visit with Mr. B. and Grace and support them right now NOT to have a come to Jesus meeting. Now if it's not too terribly hard for you, would you mind keeping your questions and/or comments regarding the way WE (pointing and Z and myself) live our lives to yourself. Thanks.
Mistah: Oh sister
Me: I ain't ya sister
Mistah: Oh, *sarcastic chuckle* well Ms. I meant no harm I was just trying to get to know you and your...is it your husband or boyfriend.
Me: *taking a deep breath with a smirk on my face* He is my boyfriend (I had to REALLY resist the urge to say "AND??", lmao)but I can see where this is going and I will not entertain you any longer, just know people like you are the reason why I no longer participate in organized religion.
Just then the doorbell rings (such impeccable timing) and in walks his wife. She came in and introduced herself and I personally felt that I was our que to mosey on up out of that joint. We said our goodbyes and do you know this dude tried to actually hug me?? AS IF?! I extended my hand to shake his, told his ass bye and went over to hug Mr. B and Grace.
Needless, to say Z and I heard great conversation about Captain Save a Soul when we returned home. At first I was a little remorseful about saying what I said in front of his kids. Then I wasn't and got over it. I'm sure this dude does this all of the time so this is something they are used to. I kinda feel sorry for them because their daddy is dumb as a box of rocks.
Today, after returning from grocery shopping, Mr. B called and asked if could he come over. Once he arrived, he told us he had come to apologize for the way ole boy treated us. Hmmmm, seems I read those side-eyes correctly. lol He also said that he did another one of his guests that came to visit later that evening the exact same way! Really? Dude needs to be bitch slapped with his bible....like for real. Of course we told Mr. B that there was no need for him to apologize. It's not his fault his church fam is an idiot. I did apologize to Mr. B, I had actually planned on calling him today when I returned home, for overstepping my bounds in his home. He told me there was no need for my apology because he would have done the same thing. lol I heart him. Mr. B said the next time he is over there and tries that he will put a stop to himself because it is extremely rude and disrepectful to him and to his guests. I concur!!! Go Mr. B!! I'd pay to be a fly on that wall when that happens. lol
I'm just glad I finally opened my mouth to voice my opinion. Granted I may have been in the wrong with my timing but I was beyond sick and tired of his useless drivel. There have been SO many times when I would just let something like that slide because of the "respect your elders" clause but you know what...I just don't care anymore. I was so put off by his bitchassedness (with his six car garage that has no cars in it because they all sit outside....yeah he's a strange one...or a big fat liar) and the fact that he put respect by the wayside for the sake of his own agenda. Over the years, I've found myself becoming more and more disgusted by people like him. It's obvious they lack the basics of hometraining and common sense. I love my life and the way I live it. It works for me. I don't need your stamp of approval nor do I need your advice on ways to live a "better" life. Please believe if and when I need your opinion, I will ask. Until then, kick rocks and kiss my ass.
If there's one thing I absolutely CANNOT stand is churchfolk. And not just any ole' churchgoer. The kind that feels that their life's work is to make you their hoe and them the captain to help save you from the "unholy" and "unchristianlike" life they think you are leading by not going to church or by practicing another faith other than christianity. REALLY? GTFOH!
Anyway, so it started with that question and he kept on and on and on. Especially after Z told him he was of Sooni-Muslim faith and I told him I was non-denominational. Oh goodness no...not that! You would have thought the man said he worshipped satan and he pretty much implied that I did because being non-denominational now means that you don't believe in God. REALLY? I say again GTFOHWTHBS!!!! After about 20 minutes (too long) of his ass being way more than too nosey, he and Z going back and forth about their different faiths (read dude trying to tell Z what he believed was wrong), and me seeing Mr. B give ole' boy the side-eye no less than 3 times I put a stop to it all.
Me: "Excuse me Mr. ....what's your name again?
Mistah: Mr. S
Me: Mr. S, with all due respect, this is neither the time NOR the place for this conversation. We are all here, or are supposed to be here, for one reason and one reason only...to visit with Mr. B. and Grace and support them right now NOT to have a come to Jesus meeting. Now if it's not too terribly hard for you, would you mind keeping your questions and/or comments regarding the way WE (pointing and Z and myself) live our lives to yourself. Thanks.
Mistah: Oh sister
Me: I ain't ya sister
Mistah: Oh, *sarcastic chuckle* well Ms. I meant no harm I was just trying to get to know you and your...is it your husband or boyfriend.
Me: *taking a deep breath with a smirk on my face* He is my boyfriend (I had to REALLY resist the urge to say "AND??", lmao)but I can see where this is going and I will not entertain you any longer, just know people like you are the reason why I no longer participate in organized religion.
Just then the doorbell rings (such impeccable timing) and in walks his wife. She came in and introduced herself and I personally felt that I was our que to mosey on up out of that joint. We said our goodbyes and do you know this dude tried to actually hug me?? AS IF?! I extended my hand to shake his, told his ass bye and went over to hug Mr. B and Grace.
Needless, to say Z and I heard great conversation about Captain Save a Soul when we returned home. At first I was a little remorseful about saying what I said in front of his kids. Then I wasn't and got over it. I'm sure this dude does this all of the time so this is something they are used to. I kinda feel sorry for them because their daddy is dumb as a box of rocks.
Today, after returning from grocery shopping, Mr. B called and asked if could he come over. Once he arrived, he told us he had come to apologize for the way ole boy treated us. Hmmmm, seems I read those side-eyes correctly. lol He also said that he did another one of his guests that came to visit later that evening the exact same way! Really? Dude needs to be bitch slapped with his bible....like for real. Of course we told Mr. B that there was no need for him to apologize. It's not his fault his church fam is an idiot. I did apologize to Mr. B, I had actually planned on calling him today when I returned home, for overstepping my bounds in his home. He told me there was no need for my apology because he would have done the same thing. lol I heart him. Mr. B said the next time he is over there and tries that he will put a stop to himself because it is extremely rude and disrepectful to him and to his guests. I concur!!! Go Mr. B!! I'd pay to be a fly on that wall when that happens. lol
I'm just glad I finally opened my mouth to voice my opinion. Granted I may have been in the wrong with my timing but I was beyond sick and tired of his useless drivel. There have been SO many times when I would just let something like that slide because of the "respect your elders" clause but you know what...I just don't care anymore. I was so put off by his bitchassedness (with his six car garage that has no cars in it because they all sit outside....yeah he's a strange one...or a big fat liar) and the fact that he put respect by the wayside for the sake of his own agenda. Over the years, I've found myself becoming more and more disgusted by people like him. It's obvious they lack the basics of hometraining and common sense. I love my life and the way I live it. It works for me. I don't need your stamp of approval nor do I need your advice on ways to live a "better" life. Please believe if and when I need your opinion, I will ask. Until then, kick rocks and kiss my ass.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Life and Death.............
I was just outside finishing up the convo with the repairman that came by and noticed an abundance of cars in the driveways of both of my neighbors yard. As I was walking to the mailbox, I noticed a sign in one of the neighbors yard announcing the birth of their new baby. Awwwwwww. I really don't talk to them all that much but I'll be sure to tell the husband congratulations next time I see him out walking their dog.
Since the driveway at the other house was also full, I saw a couple across the street taking soda's and Styrofoam cups out of the trunk of their car. I stopped to ask them was everything okay, in my mind knowing what words were about to come next (it's just something about seeing folks randomly bring over pops to a house ya know?).
Friend of Neighbor: No, Mrs. B passed away this morning.
Me: WHAT?!
FON: Yeah, you know she had to go back to the hospital.
Me: No, but she was just here Tuesday (like that makes a difference)
FON: Yeah.....
Then I busted out crying, told them thank you, and went into the house.*sigh* I don't know where that came from and feel stupid for crying in front of a couple of strangers like that. *bigger sigh* I'm sad though. Tuesday was the last day I saw her since it was the last day this week that was nice enough to go walking. I would normally only see them when I went to pick up their dog to take him walking with my pack or if they called for Z and I to come over and do something for them.
I'll miss Mrs. B. She was a cool old lady that gave good advice. I'll miss her referring to Z and I as her "kids". I'll miss her harassing us about doing the right thing and tying the knot. Okay not really but oddly enough, she was one of the few people that didn't annoy me when she brought it up. lol I remember when she came home after being released from the hospital and physical therapy (after breaking her hip). When I stopped by to chat it up with her, I honestly was shocked because she seemed just fine. She was waiting on Mr. B to come back with her cigarettes (she stayed lighting up the VA Slims, lol) and we just talked about everything and nothing. I guess in my head that stereotype of it having a hip break and being old and it all "going downhill" was implanted in my head. Perhaps they were right. I dunno. I'm just sad and in shock.
Z will be off in a little while. Hopefully the visitors will have died down by then so we can go pay our respects.
Updated: We decided to wait until later this weekend to go over and sit with him (and his sister who also stays next door). I talked with Mr. B over the phone not too long ago and he just sounds sooo sad AND tired. I have the blinds open and people have been coming and going all day long. We didn't stay on the phone very long but he did say that this was unexpected. :(
Since the driveway at the other house was also full, I saw a couple across the street taking soda's and Styrofoam cups out of the trunk of their car. I stopped to ask them was everything okay, in my mind knowing what words were about to come next (it's just something about seeing folks randomly bring over pops to a house ya know?).
Friend of Neighbor: No, Mrs. B passed away this morning.
Me: WHAT?!
FON: Yeah, you know she had to go back to the hospital.
Me: No, but she was just here Tuesday (like that makes a difference)
FON: Yeah.....
Then I busted out crying, told them thank you, and went into the house.*sigh* I don't know where that came from and feel stupid for crying in front of a couple of strangers like that. *bigger sigh* I'm sad though. Tuesday was the last day I saw her since it was the last day this week that was nice enough to go walking. I would normally only see them when I went to pick up their dog to take him walking with my pack or if they called for Z and I to come over and do something for them.
I'll miss Mrs. B. She was a cool old lady that gave good advice. I'll miss her referring to Z and I as her "kids". I'll miss her harassing us about doing the right thing and tying the knot. Okay not really but oddly enough, she was one of the few people that didn't annoy me when she brought it up. lol I remember when she came home after being released from the hospital and physical therapy (after breaking her hip). When I stopped by to chat it up with her, I honestly was shocked because she seemed just fine. She was waiting on Mr. B to come back with her cigarettes (she stayed lighting up the VA Slims, lol) and we just talked about everything and nothing. I guess in my head that stereotype of it having a hip break and being old and it all "going downhill" was implanted in my head. Perhaps they were right. I dunno. I'm just sad and in shock.
Z will be off in a little while. Hopefully the visitors will have died down by then so we can go pay our respects.
Updated: We decided to wait until later this weekend to go over and sit with him (and his sister who also stays next door). I talked with Mr. B over the phone not too long ago and he just sounds sooo sad AND tired. I have the blinds open and people have been coming and going all day long. We didn't stay on the phone very long but he did say that this was unexpected. :(
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
It's really not me.........
...........I promise. They keep putting this stuff out here on the innernets and I just have to watch and share. Your world is a better place for knowing that this stuff and that these people exists. I'm keeping ya'll in the know so you can be on the lookout for the crazies. You can thank me later with Girl Scout cookies.
Anyway, I present to you some of the weirdest sh*t I think I've come across on youtube to date. While the pop-up text was really creative, I really don't think making a gospel song about "no mo' breakfast" is the way to coerce people that Kingdom of Heaven is where they want and/or need to be. And I lied.....the pop-up text is not really that great although it did serve as a good translating tool. I guess my seat in heaven is in jeopardy....*weeps*
Thanks Goli!!
Anyway, I present to you some of the weirdest sh*t I think I've come across on youtube to date. While the pop-up text was really creative, I really don't think making a gospel song about "no mo' breakfast" is the way to coerce people that Kingdom of Heaven is where they want and/or need to be. And I lied.....the pop-up text is not really that great although it did serve as a good translating tool. I guess my seat in heaven is in jeopardy....*weeps*
Thanks Goli!!
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
2009 Stimulus Bill Projects...by state
I know this is not the most stimulating blog topic but I like to keep folks in the know when I can. Click here to view. You can click on a project to see if it was voted critical or non-critical.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Great moments in Presidential Speeches Recap
With George W. Bush's presidency at an end, Dave Letterman presents the final edition of "Great Moments in Presidential Speeches. Be sure to pay special attention to minute marks 1:59, 3:09, and 3:18 (which is something straight out of an American Idol audition).
I'm really gonna miss this.
Great Moments in Presidential Speeches
Sunrise- 3/20/2006
Sunset-1/2009
I'm really gonna miss this.
Great Moments in Presidential Speeches
Sunrise- 3/20/2006
Sunset-1/2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
One of the few things in the world.....
.......that will literally make me stop what I'm doing is
I have loved this movie since I was a kid. And even though those flying monkeys and orange things that were in the subway station used to scare me when I was little I will love it 'til the day I die. It's on now and all is well in my world.
I have to get back to the movie but I'll leave you with my favorite song by Fleetwood Coupe De'Ville. RIP Ted Ross.
I have loved this movie since I was a kid. And even though those flying monkeys and orange things that were in the subway station used to scare me when I was little I will love it 'til the day I die. It's on now and all is well in my world.
I have to get back to the movie but I'll leave you with my favorite song by Fleetwood Coupe De'Ville. RIP Ted Ross.
Friday, February 20, 2009
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
I burned the side of my face with a curling iron this morning. Boooooo!!!
Cochise's 4th birthday was yesterday. That's 28 in dog years. It's time for him to get a job.
I'm SO happy it's Friday!!! Why do short work weeks always seem longer than normal work weeks?
Why do people wear open toe shoes just because it warms up a little during this time of year? NEWSFLASH: It's still winter!!
Why do those same people's toes look like woodchips and crack rocks?
The hand soap my job uses dries my hands out. It's crazy!
Octomom was photographed going to the bank recently. I thought she was supposed to be in hiding. I wonder if she really has any money in the bank or did she just tell the teller to pass some deposit slips her way to make it seem like money was exchanged.
I got a new bedroom suite last week. It's really cute. Wanna see?
I had been in search of the the perfect set and had been having no luck since everything I saw was either not to my liking or too expensive. Then I remembered this warehouse place out by JCPenney that sold furniture and decided to give it a try. I'm so glad I did, because I fell in love as soon as I laid eyes on it. It's by Ashley which is why I was able to find a pic. The fact that it's non-traditional really made me *swoon*. It's a two-tone dark (cherry) and light wood (oak/pine?) combo which really stands out especially in the bedroom. The leather headboard is a definite plus. I got everything except the TV armoire. I have one already that matches (the lighter wood) it almost to a "T" except for the handles. But that can easily be swapped out to blend in.
The delivery guy was an @ss. Z almost ripped him a new one because I was upset about him being late and dude was unapologetic about the ish. Yeah I know, delivery guys are always late but when you say you will be there at a certain time, I expect you to be there. It's not like he gave me the between 12 and 5 spill, he said between 3 and 3 :15. He shows up and hour and 45 minutes later....da phuck? UGH! Anyway, we've got new bedroom furniture and that makes me happy so screw him. lol
I'm loving this song (embedding was disabled. sowwy)
Cochise's 4th birthday was yesterday. That's 28 in dog years. It's time for him to get a job.
I'm SO happy it's Friday!!! Why do short work weeks always seem longer than normal work weeks?
Why do people wear open toe shoes just because it warms up a little during this time of year? NEWSFLASH: It's still winter!!
Why do those same people's toes look like woodchips and crack rocks?
The hand soap my job uses dries my hands out. It's crazy!
Octomom was photographed going to the bank recently. I thought she was supposed to be in hiding. I wonder if she really has any money in the bank or did she just tell the teller to pass some deposit slips her way to make it seem like money was exchanged.
I got a new bedroom suite last week. It's really cute. Wanna see?
I had been in search of the the perfect set and had been having no luck since everything I saw was either not to my liking or too expensive. Then I remembered this warehouse place out by JCPenney that sold furniture and decided to give it a try. I'm so glad I did, because I fell in love as soon as I laid eyes on it. It's by Ashley which is why I was able to find a pic. The fact that it's non-traditional really made me *swoon*. It's a two-tone dark (cherry) and light wood (oak/pine?) combo which really stands out especially in the bedroom. The leather headboard is a definite plus. I got everything except the TV armoire. I have one already that matches (the lighter wood) it almost to a "T" except for the handles. But that can easily be swapped out to blend in.The delivery guy was an @ss. Z almost ripped him a new one because I was upset about him being late and dude was unapologetic about the ish. Yeah I know, delivery guys are always late but when you say you will be there at a certain time, I expect you to be there. It's not like he gave me the between 12 and 5 spill, he said between 3 and 3 :15. He shows up and hour and 45 minutes later....da phuck? UGH! Anyway, we've got new bedroom furniture and that makes me happy so screw him. lol
I'm loving this song (embedding was disabled. sowwy)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Relationship meme quiz thingamajig
What are your middle names?
I'm totally not going to tell my middle name as it would give away my anonymity because it's really, really, really, REALLY uncommon. Like seriously, I may be the only person on this planet that has this name. *goes to google* Okay, so it turns out I'm not the only person but still, I live in AR...it really wouldn't be that hard to figure out who I am if I told. lol
Z has two middle names. :)
How long have you been together?
Goodness, lemme think. Ummmmm, 4 years and some change.
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We didn't.
Who asked whom out?
No one really asked anyone out. Honest to goodness we just clicked from the first time we met and have been attached at the hip ever since. He was friends with my homeboy. We first met when a couple of my friends and I went to visit my homeboy one night during a fit of boredom. Z was there watching a movie. I saw him giving me googly eyes or maybe it was my boobs but whatever. We hit it off and the rest is history.
How old are each of you?
Craddle robber is 38 (he just had a bday in December) and I am *gasp* 31. Didn't see that one coming did you? lol
Whose siblings do you see the most?
He sees my siblings the most since my folks live closer. His sister lives in Cali.
Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
Ummmmmmm, this is a hard one. Not in a "we're so perfect" kind of way (because we're not) but because I've just never thought about it. I would say dealing with each others bad habits.
Did you go to the same school?
Nope.
Are you from the same home town?
Nope. I'm a born and bred Arkansan. He's was born in AR but grew up in San Jose'. He claims he's a city boy. I say he's faker. LMAO!!
Who is smarter?
It depends on the topic. I have a wealth of knowledge regarding totally useless information . He has a wealth of knowledge regarding stuff I have no interest in (ie, space, ancient history, survival techniques, natural disasters, etc)
Who is the most sensitive?
That would be me.
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
We usually do takeout. Wingstop is da bomb!! Lemon pepper flavored wings anyone??
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
This is funny because it's really not that far....Dallas.
Who has the craziest exes?
HA! Moi!!
Who has the worst temper?
It's a draw. We've had some arguments that are just down right ugly. Neither of us likes to be wrong....ever. Now that I think about it, this has been one of the hardest things to overcome as a couple.
Who does the cooking?
We both do. His palate is a bit different from mine. I can eat meatless meals. He's a "Where's the Beef?" kind of guy.
Who is the neat-freak?
ME!!! And he is not extremely sloppy but is it too much to ask that when you open a new container of ice cream that you throw away the plastic thingamajig that's around it instead of leaving it on the counter??!! Drives me fuckin nuts!!!
Who is more stubborn?
It's a draw again folks.
Who hogs the bed?
Z! I am constantly telling him to move in the middle of the night. lol
Who wakes up earlier?
Z usually gets up about 30 minutes earlier than me. You would think that we would get up at the same time since there are 3 alarms set to go off within 30 minutes of each other. Between the alarm clock and the alarms on my cell and his I only hear one. My cell phone. And sometimes not until the 2nd time it goes off. I've got a good feeling tomorrow will be one of those days. lol
Where was your first date?
I honestly have no recollection but I'm willing to bet it involved some local dive and a movie.
Who is more jealous?
Neither. I think my guy is rather hot. I wouldn't be with him if he wasn't. I always tease him about how some women ogle him when we go grocery shopping. Particularly white women with interracial children. It never fails, they always stare. He didn't believe me and thought I was just paranoid until he witnessed it himself a couple of times and admitted defeat. lol
How long did it take to get serious?
Not long at all.
Who eats more?
*snickers*I like to eat...sue me.
Who does the laundry?
We do our own....thank goodness. I can barely stand to do my own. Folding and putting up clothes is the worst!! Wouldn't you agree?
Who’s better with the computer?
Me. I've got to use my CIS degree for something! What better than bragging rights?
Who drives when you are together?
Depends on the car we are in.
Your turn!
I'm totally not going to tell my middle name as it would give away my anonymity because it's really, really, really, REALLY uncommon. Like seriously, I may be the only person on this planet that has this name. *goes to google* Okay, so it turns out I'm not the only person but still, I live in AR...it really wouldn't be that hard to figure out who I am if I told. lol
Z has two middle names. :)
How long have you been together?
Goodness, lemme think. Ummmmm, 4 years and some change.
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We didn't.
Who asked whom out?
No one really asked anyone out. Honest to goodness we just clicked from the first time we met and have been attached at the hip ever since. He was friends with my homeboy. We first met when a couple of my friends and I went to visit my homeboy one night during a fit of boredom. Z was there watching a movie. I saw him giving me googly eyes or maybe it was my boobs but whatever. We hit it off and the rest is history.
How old are each of you?
Craddle robber is 38 (he just had a bday in December) and I am *gasp* 31. Didn't see that one coming did you? lol
Whose siblings do you see the most?
He sees my siblings the most since my folks live closer. His sister lives in Cali.
Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
Ummmmmmm, this is a hard one. Not in a "we're so perfect" kind of way (because we're not) but because I've just never thought about it. I would say dealing with each others bad habits.
Did you go to the same school?
Nope.
Are you from the same home town?
Nope. I'm a born and bred Arkansan. He's was born in AR but grew up in San Jose'. He claims he's a city boy. I say he's faker. LMAO!!
Who is smarter?
It depends on the topic. I have a wealth of knowledge regarding totally useless information . He has a wealth of knowledge regarding stuff I have no interest in (ie, space, ancient history, survival techniques, natural disasters, etc)
Who is the most sensitive?
That would be me.
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
We usually do takeout. Wingstop is da bomb!! Lemon pepper flavored wings anyone??
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
This is funny because it's really not that far....Dallas.
Who has the craziest exes?
HA! Moi!!
Who has the worst temper?
It's a draw. We've had some arguments that are just down right ugly. Neither of us likes to be wrong....ever. Now that I think about it, this has been one of the hardest things to overcome as a couple.
Who does the cooking?
We both do. His palate is a bit different from mine. I can eat meatless meals. He's a "Where's the Beef?" kind of guy.
Who is the neat-freak?
ME!!! And he is not extremely sloppy but is it too much to ask that when you open a new container of ice cream that you throw away the plastic thingamajig that's around it instead of leaving it on the counter??!! Drives me fuckin nuts!!!
Who is more stubborn?
It's a draw again folks.
Who hogs the bed?
Z! I am constantly telling him to move in the middle of the night. lol
Who wakes up earlier?
Z usually gets up about 30 minutes earlier than me. You would think that we would get up at the same time since there are 3 alarms set to go off within 30 minutes of each other. Between the alarm clock and the alarms on my cell and his I only hear one. My cell phone. And sometimes not until the 2nd time it goes off. I've got a good feeling tomorrow will be one of those days. lol
Where was your first date?
I honestly have no recollection but I'm willing to bet it involved some local dive and a movie.
Who is more jealous?
Neither. I think my guy is rather hot. I wouldn't be with him if he wasn't. I always tease him about how some women ogle him when we go grocery shopping. Particularly white women with interracial children. It never fails, they always stare. He didn't believe me and thought I was just paranoid until he witnessed it himself a couple of times and admitted defeat. lol
How long did it take to get serious?
Not long at all.
Who eats more?
*snickers*I like to eat...sue me.
Who does the laundry?
We do our own....thank goodness. I can barely stand to do my own. Folding and putting up clothes is the worst!! Wouldn't you agree?
Who’s better with the computer?
Me. I've got to use my CIS degree for something! What better than bragging rights?
Who drives when you are together?
Depends on the car we are in.
Your turn!
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Afternoon at the Movies: Friday the 13th
I haven't done one of these in quite some time even though we have seen quite a few movies since my last movie review. I'll try and do a better job in '09. Before I get started with this one let me just say Paul Blart: Mall Cop is a must see. Okay, now on with the review.
There's really not much to tell. It's a classic slasher flick with lots of young kids, tits, sex, cussing, "unique" ways to die, and oh yeah Jason....ch, ch, ch, ha, ha, ha. Speaking of, I always thought Jason did his work at night not during the day. He was slashing up mofo's from sunrise to sunset. lol Anyway, it's not the least bit scary and most people in the theater were laughing at the ridiculousness of it all (present company included). I'd say if you want to go see this just because you've always gone to see the Friday the 13th series in the theater then knock yourself out, otherwise it can wait.
AR Gal rates this flick: Same story, different year.
There's really not much to tell. It's a classic slasher flick with lots of young kids, tits, sex, cussing, "unique" ways to die, and oh yeah Jason....ch, ch, ch, ha, ha, ha. Speaking of, I always thought Jason did his work at night not during the day. He was slashing up mofo's from sunrise to sunset. lol Anyway, it's not the least bit scary and most people in the theater were laughing at the ridiculousness of it all (present company included). I'd say if you want to go see this just because you've always gone to see the Friday the 13th series in the theater then knock yourself out, otherwise it can wait.
AR Gal rates this flick: Same story, different year.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Irony at it's best!!
I despise junk email forwards. I think they are dumb, dumb, dumb and do nothing more than to clog up the webosphere! Is that a word? According to spell check apparently not...who cares! Anyway, imagine my disgust when I received yet another forward from a friend of mine. Usually I just click delete when I see that FW: in the subject line but something told me to open this one. I hollered when I read what she typed (Freaky you'll love this!):
Good info. I quit forwarding these type of emails long time ago.
Bwahahahahahahahaha, I hollered up here at work. The irony of it all just sent me into a fit of giggles. She still forwarded a junk email! LMAO!!!
Subject: fyi Advice from Snopes.com
Good info. I quit forwarding these type of emails long time ago.
Bwahahahahahahahaha, I hollered up here at work. The irony of it all just sent me into a fit of giggles. She still forwarded a junk email! LMAO!!!
Subject: fyi Advice from Snopes.com
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Monday, February 09, 2009
Dear Chris Brown.....
....this is for you. If what I read is true, you should be mad at yourself for not wrapping it up. Not Umbrella girl for giving you the cooties.
Kids! When will they learn??!!
Kids! When will they learn??!!
This has got to be......
.........one of the dumbest things to lose your life over.
Long story short, a Hummer and a Denali are parked next to each other in a parking lot. The owner of the Hummer complains that the owner of the Denali parked to close. Hummer owner's husband goes into truck then shoots and kills owner of Denali.
Seriously, what the hell did the Hummer owner expect? It's not like either of those vehicles are mini-cooper size. What happened to just walking away? This is just ridiculous.
Long story short, a Hummer and a Denali are parked next to each other in a parking lot. The owner of the Hummer complains that the owner of the Denali parked to close. Hummer owner's husband goes into truck then shoots and kills owner of Denali.
Seriously, what the hell did the Hummer owner expect? It's not like either of those vehicles are mini-cooper size. What happened to just walking away? This is just ridiculous.
Man, 59, charged in Cordova parking-lot killin
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