Thursday, July 23, 2009

Angry Dance

We: saw her in Tuacahn's "Footloose." She was fantastic and the show was fun.


were inspired by Ren and his outlet for his anger and frustration. We made a commitment. To dance when we were angry. Just dance it out. It worked for Ren. It works for us.

Be inspired. Kevin Bacon at his finest.

Are you committed now too?

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

An experience

Me and Mel went to the midnight showing of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. It was most lovely to see so many out and about showing off their potter pride. I want a Hogwarts scarf in the worst way.


They were not assigned seats and we were not exactly early. After searching 3 theaters we happened to fall upon two seats that weren't front row. We sat down half thinking someone would turn around to tell us they were being saved. I told Mel that I had just said a little prayer that we would find decent seats. How awesome is that? That I really had a little prayer in my heart that we would find seats for our movie???? baha! I am a horrible person.

Not long after I confessed about my prayer our noses were awakened to a very fowl smell. These seats were in back of a row of people with potent body odor. Wowza. It was bad. We both agreed that it was a lot like European body odor. You know the kind. Especially if you have been on public transportation over there on a hot day. We thought we would just get use to it. Unfortunately any time there was much movement the smell was awakened and stirred and seemed to almost slap us in the face. Eyes watering.

That's what I get for saying such a selfish prayer. ;)

Didn't ruin the movie for me though. We loved every second. Loved the movie.

I developed up crush on Harry. Is that wrong?

AND I discovered a new obsession. Coconut M&Ms. I am in love.

Life needs to be filled with experiences. Losing sleep, trying your best to ignore a fowl odor, drinking a very large soda and NOT peeing your pants, discovering a new favorite candy, watching a fantastic story on screen, and laughing with one of your bffs. That is an experience that is worth having.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009


I love finding treasures in your pockets. Adult pockets may not be as exciting as little boy pockets with twigs, rocks, sling shots and wrappers, but treasures they do have. I especially love when you get out your winter coat and there is a 5 dollar bill in the pocket or your long lost lip gloss. I like finding washed ticket stubs too.

Did you know that wiener dogs love finding little treasures in pockets too? Yep. They do. My neighbors growing up had a couple of wiener dogs and anytime I was sitting on the ground they would put their little noses in my pockets and pull out my treasures. I always had little stickers and pink post-it notes and pieces of bubble gum. They were funny little dogs.

Apparently these dogs were great listeners too. Years after my neighbors moved away we saw them and they told us how they would hear me out in their back yard just talking to the dogs. Telling them all about my problems and so on. They heard this phrase a lot- "the boys won't let me play too." The boys being my brothers. We always referred to them as "the boys." The neighbors had a good laugh. Now, I don't exactly remember this but... it sounds like something I would do. Even now.

I need a dog. No, I need a neighbor with a dog.