five things challenge – Day 23: Five TV/Movie (B)romances

I'm weird. I don't love romance movies. They're not my fave. I like a comedy, a drama, a superhero movie – but movie romances usually leave a lot to be desired. I'll do my best.

 

1. Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan in You've Got Mail. I love that they hate each other, but fall for each other online under their screenames, then he realizes who she is and they meet at the end and she says she hoped it was him. Man, I can write a run-on sentence like nobody's business.

2. Harry and Sally. His speech to her at the end about he loves the way she orders everything on the side and how she gets the crease between her eyes gets me.

3. Bromance – Denny Crane and Alan Shore in Boston Legal. I loved them. I miss that show.

4. George and Weezie Jefferson in The Jeffersons. Now that was a relationship.

5. OMG – Will Hunting (Matt Damon) and Skylar (Minnie Driver) in Good Will Hunting. When Robin Williams read the note from Will, "Sean, if the Professor calls about that job, just tell him, sorry, I have to go see about a girl," I lose it. He drives cross country to see Skylar. Now, that's a movie.

random thoughts whilst getting ready for Thanksgiving

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Oh, how true this card is.

I'm brining a turkey today. That means my turkey is taking a 24-hour bath in some good smelling stuff in my fridge before I throw it in the oven Thursday. Tomorrow is pie making day. We're only having my mother-in-law over for Thanksgiving dinner, but I feel the need to make two pies. One pie for them…

Okay, the turkey is brining. I forgot the candied ginger, but I suspect my non-foodie family will not notice (or care).

Tomorrow I will attempt using a vegetable peeler without injury. Just so you know, this is not a good week to be using sharp things.

Are white Russians an appropriate Thanksgiving drink? No reason.

What about mudslides?

When you go around the table to say what you're thankful for on Thanksgiving, go ahead and say "I'm thankful for you bitches." I've said it once this week to friends and it made them feel all warm and fuzzy inside, I just know it.

Uh-oh. Ocean's 11 just started. Why does this movie suck me in? I don't particularly like Brad Pitt. Clooney is the modern day Cary Grant and Matt Damon is adorable. It could only be better if Alec Baldwin were in it.

"I owe you from the thing with the guy in the place and I'll never forget it" is one of my favorite lines in any movie and it's from Ocean's.

Thanksgiving is my favorite practically all-carb holiday. Even the vegetables have carbs. And those french-fried onion things. No one buys those unless they're putting them on green bean casserole. Think about it. It's a grocery conspiracy. 

I asked Prof. Dr. Hiljary if Xtina Aguilera is the Prodigal Virgin because she always wears white on award shows. If someone doesn't name a band Prodigal Virgin, I will lose my faith in the interwebs. "Did you get that new Prodigal Virgin album?" See? Totally works. Come on, hipsters – I've named your new band.

Did I tell y'all about my cousin who posted pics of herself on Facebook during a tornado warning wearing a hard had and life jacket? I'll just let y'all think about that for a minute.

I thought I would give y'all my recipe for Harvest Margaritas for your Thanksgiving festivities. You will need to follow this recipe exactly. Take one margarita, put a piece of pumpkin in it. Pumpkins make everything harvest-themed, bitches!

I need pie.

 

 

five things challenge – Day 21: Five Movies You Quote Constantly

I quote movies often. I'm pretty sure this was in the 30 Days of Movies I did in May, so I'm sorry if I'm listing some again.

1. Pulp Fiction – lately it's "English, muthaeffa, do you speak it?" I say this when one of the kids says "huh?" but I leave out the "muthaeffa" part.

2. The Big Lebowski – usually "hey, careful man, there's a beverage here."

3. When Harry Met Sally – the whole movie.

4. Pretty in Pink – "applause applause APPLAUSE."

5. The Wizard of Oz – I'm partial to "I'm melting! I'm melting!" and "you have no power here, be gone!"

randomness on a thursday

Yesterday my nail lady glued my fake nail to my skin. I separtated it and it hurts. It hurts to type. Do you see how dedicated a blogger I am, people? 

Is it weird that my cookie jar is a big wooden pear? It's not kitchy, it's just a big wooden pear. 

One of my friends told me to look up her sister-in-law's facebook page, so I did. Her only two listed interests are: Dollar General and I Love My Husband. If I ever post that one of my interests is a discount store, please consider that a cry for help. 

So, I just called my husband at work to vent about the suckage that this day is and when I do that, I pretty much start bringing up things for no reason because I've gone off the deep end. I lose track of what I'm saying when I'm ranting. I ended the coverstation with "…AND REGIS IS QUITTING! NOT THAT I WATCH THAT SHOW ANYMORE, BUT STILL!" No topic is safe with me.

I broke my favorite coffee mug this morning. It was a white Starbucks mug, green on the inside, and held approximately 20 oz of coffee. It was the perfect mug. AND REGIS IS QUITTING!

Do you ever have a bad hair day? When you have a bad hair day does it look like when Whitney Houston was on a crack is whack-capade? That's what mine looks like right now. Like when Annie was still in the orphanage. Like when Diana Ross continued singing in the thunderstorm back in the day. Like the Cowardly Lion from the Wizard Oz before the makeover.

I scored 100% on Pioneer Woman's St. Elmo's Fire quiz this morning. I'm going to put that on my resume if I ever make a resume again. 

Did y'all hear about Patti LaBelle losing it (allegedly) and cursing at a baby in the lobby of her apartment building? A mother let her baby walk around in Patti's presence and Patti yelled "What are you doing letting your kid run around like that?" and flicked water on the mother. Patti, let me say that I support you in this. I don't think people yell at babies enough. Babies are allowed to do whatever the hell they want and make offensive smells and drool drop Cheerios and cry in public and we're just supposed to accept that they're BABIES. Well, no more. I'm yelling "grow up you stupid baby!" at the next couple pushing a stroller down my street.

Do you think Ashton Kutcher will date Kim Kardashian now? I'm pulling for Demi and Justin Beiber.

I should probably make a Thanksgiving menu, right? I'm thinking pie.

Remember how last year I had my wisdom teeth pulled three days before Christmas and was in so much pain it got out of all family get-togethers? Any idea on what elective surgery I can have right before Christmas this year?