I just feel thankful for my family right now and how awesome and close we all our. I've always known how lucky we are to have such a sweet fam, but I've recently discovered that I'm also fiercely protective of our family as a unit. Regardless of which family member is wronged or having a hard time, we do our best to protect eachother.
That being said.. If you happen to be a sneaky selfish snake who tries to infiltrate the Booth Family fortress of emotional well being, be-freaking-ware. I will shut you down.
And Do NOT get loud with me.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Day Makers and (bum) Breakers
It has been a while since I have done a Day Makers and Breakers Blog... so here goes!!
Day Maker: I totally made it to work on time. I caught the bus. No jog of shame was even required.
Day Breaker: I thought it would be okay for me to wear a skirt, you know, with my warm wuggs boots. Usually I can wear a skirt no matter how cold it is, as long as my feet and calves stay warm. FALSE. I cannot wear a skirt when its 15 degrees outside. My knees were numb. I forgot that not having a car means walking around outside a lot. My bad.
Day Maker: All my favorite co-workers were back from the winter break today finally! I mean, Brittany, I love you a lot. I would be sad if I never worked with you again. But you have to admit... it is so much better with Rebokula and Hessica back. And even sometimes Markus. And Kaley. I luff her. But I could not have survived Christmas Break without you. But I'm just sayin. The family is back together.
Day Breaker: As I was walking back down to campus from work, I completely slipped and fell on my butt. As in... the kind of slipping where the cartoon character's feet fly out from under them and they stay suspended in the air for a second before they crash to the ground. In a skirt. I mean, I'm lucky I didn't hit my head, but I fell full force onto my tush. And it was snowing really hard. So there was maximum cheek contact with a big pile of snow. Snow up the skirt...snow smushed against my behind on the outside of my skirt.... it was lovely.
After regaining my wits about me a nice girl helped me pick up some money that had fallen out of my pocket. Bless her soul. I brushed off as best I could and continued my trek to campus. The snow that had been so forcefully packed into the very fibers of my demin skirt began to melt. Which I expected. But then. THEN. My wet skirt began to freeze. To my behind. And I still had a block to go before the bus stop.
Why do I keep wearing skirts? There are so many factors that can make wearing one awkward. Having to climb stairs with see-through slats, trying to step into a lifted truck or lowish riding car without flashing anyone... Wind in general. Wind is a big one. Wind is every modest skirt-wearing girl's nemesis. But snow? Only a problem if you happen to fall into a pile of it hard enough to fuse the ice to your backside. So ya. Wearing a fitted skirt made out of ice was kind of a day breaker. But such is the spice of life.
Day Maker: I totally made it to work on time. I caught the bus. No jog of shame was even required.
Day Breaker: I thought it would be okay for me to wear a skirt, you know, with my warm wuggs boots. Usually I can wear a skirt no matter how cold it is, as long as my feet and calves stay warm. FALSE. I cannot wear a skirt when its 15 degrees outside. My knees were numb. I forgot that not having a car means walking around outside a lot. My bad.
Day Maker: All my favorite co-workers were back from the winter break today finally! I mean, Brittany, I love you a lot. I would be sad if I never worked with you again. But you have to admit... it is so much better with Rebokula and Hessica back. And even sometimes Markus. And Kaley. I luff her. But I could not have survived Christmas Break without you. But I'm just sayin. The family is back together.
Day Breaker: As I was walking back down to campus from work, I completely slipped and fell on my butt. As in... the kind of slipping where the cartoon character's feet fly out from under them and they stay suspended in the air for a second before they crash to the ground. In a skirt. I mean, I'm lucky I didn't hit my head, but I fell full force onto my tush. And it was snowing really hard. So there was maximum cheek contact with a big pile of snow. Snow up the skirt...snow smushed against my behind on the outside of my skirt.... it was lovely.
After regaining my wits about me a nice girl helped me pick up some money that had fallen out of my pocket. Bless her soul. I brushed off as best I could and continued my trek to campus. The snow that had been so forcefully packed into the very fibers of my demin skirt began to melt. Which I expected. But then. THEN. My wet skirt began to freeze. To my behind. And I still had a block to go before the bus stop.
Why do I keep wearing skirts? There are so many factors that can make wearing one awkward. Having to climb stairs with see-through slats, trying to step into a lifted truck or lowish riding car without flashing anyone... Wind in general. Wind is a big one. Wind is every modest skirt-wearing girl's nemesis. But snow? Only a problem if you happen to fall into a pile of it hard enough to fuse the ice to your backside. So ya. Wearing a fitted skirt made out of ice was kind of a day breaker. But such is the spice of life.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Iron Man, Pepper Potts and the Luscious Mr. Howard
I have loved Robert Downey Jr ever since the days of "Heart and Souls".... which for some reason was like, the only movie my family ever rented during the 90s. That is to say, we rented it probably 50 times. Why we didn't buy it I haven't the slightest idea.
Anyway. My love for him runs deep. So imagine how thrilled I was when Iron Man came out... and there was my golden boy off the drugs and dashing as ever! I don't know why, but I never went and saw Iron Man. It's not that I didn't want to, it just never happened. I'm not much of a movie fanatic, and I don't just go out and see every movie that comes out. I decided I would watch it some day, but I never made good on that promise to Mr. Downey (Jr? it feels wrong to leave that off of his last name) until a couple days ago. What finally sparked my interest enough to watch it? I'll tell you what. Someone told me that Pepper Potts and I were uncannily alike. I hadn't the slightest clue what he was talking about. Pepper wha? To make matters worse, I couldn't decipher her character from the meager clips and montages of Pepper and Tony on Youtube.
So I gave in and watched the whole movie. I enjoyed it thoroughly. I'm not sure where the whole Kristin = Pepper Potts thing comes into play, but I have a sneaking suspicion it has something to do with the fact that she can be sassy at times and is not at all shy about admitting to her love interest that she forgot to wear deodorant. I'm fine with the comparison. And she has an excellent high-heel collection. Oh and she is played by Gwyneth Paltrow. I ain't gonna fight with that.
I'm really excited for Iron Man 2... but I must admit I am not at all pleased that they are replacing Terrence Howard as Jim Rhodes with Don Cheadle. Come on, don't do that to me. Terrence vs. Don, really? And Don won? I love Terrence Howard.
He is a BABE. For shame Marvel Pictures, for shame.
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