Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Waking Up to Tuesday: 'Freddy no Theme' from Cromartie High OST

I don't know how many times I've posted this, all I know is that when I wake up to it, I feel a thousand times more awesome and manly.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas!!!

Hope everyone is having a good Christmas holiday! 

The Hubs and I just made another awkward family photo with the furbabies. I manhandled Luna too much and she took a swipe at my face, nicking my bottom lip a bit. Ouch. Anywhoo, the photo won't see the light of day till after New Year's. 

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Plenty to be thankful for this year, let us not forget...

Employment is one of those things, and for that I'm always going to be grateful, but for the future:  Think twice about working for a retail company that makes you work on Thanksgiving.  That is all.

Oh, and here's a trailer.

Monday, November 16, 2015

Waking Up to Monday: "F!@k Me" by Yann Tiersen

Yes, the title of the track is rude, but listen to it and try to tell me that it isn't the most happy!making thing you've ever heard.

Here's the link, cuz I can't seem to get the non-live version.  

Vive la France!

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Chantal Akerman June 6,1950- October 6, 2015

Chantal Akerman, the Belgian director of one of my favorite films, Jeanne Dielman, 23 Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles has passed away at age 65.

Because of her and this movie, breaded chicken tenderloins and breaded veal have been a staple dish at my dinner table, and I follow the character's meticulous preparation to a tee.

Friday, October 2, 2015

Friday Afternoon Viewing: The Martian

Poop taters.
Project Elrond.
Marvel geekery NOT run amok.
Matt Damon's character sciencing the hell outta stuff so he could survive on Mars for, like over 500 days, or 'Sols' until rescue.

I love this movie.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Waking Up to Monday: "Suffering" by The War on Drugs

This album has been killing me softly.  And just two nights ago, I woke up from a dream that I believe was inspired by this particular song.  A sad romance movie of a dream that I wasn't apart of, but watched unfold.

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Marvel's Jessica Jones, coming in November.

Just caught the announcement clip for Netflix's newest Marvel series, Jessica Jones which is coming out sometime in November. Okay, first off, prior to learning months ago about this show, the only thing I knew about Jessica Jones was that she's the wife of Luke Cage, a superhero and a member of the Avengers.  Piggybacking on that, I didn't know about the character of Luke Cage until sometime around 2007 or 2008, when I was reading up on the Civil War storyline in the comics.

Fast foward to 2015;  I'm at Denver Comic Con with The Hubs and browsing the 50% graphic novel area.  I devour Marvel's Secret Invasion, the story arc that comes after Civil War and where Jessica Jones is featured a bit more.  Turns out, she has superpowers herself.  Going back further, the comic series Alias, which ran from 2001-2004 is all about her as a private investigator, investigating other superheroes.

Here's that fantabulous announcement clip/teaser.  Take note of the creepy voice whispering 'Jessica'.  That's David Tennant, who's playing the main antagonist, The Purple Man.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Sunday Scramble

Whuh?  I'm really doing this?  Ahem!

Okay, vacay coming up soon and I still can't tread water to save my life.  Like, literally.  So The Hubs took me to the Iron Horse Gym on post and he taught me how to tread in the massive pool.  Also helped me perfect my lame-o breaststroke (I can swim, I just can't tread).  Basically, your arms are keeping you afloat in the water and your legs are propelling you.  Now if I can only stop losing my head whenever I'm in deep water without a floatation device or The Hubs to grab onto.

Currently I'm watching other people's vacation vlogs on Youtube;  is it terrible that I'm being judgy-judgy pants about other gals' 'What I packed' videos because it looked like they brought with them their entire toiletry hoard from home, or a butt-load of makeup?  Seriously, you're going to an island, and you need two foundations?!

In other news, I've tossed out my Summer Reading Bingo card.  I was finally able to finish Excellent Women by Barbara Pym but it took me 23 days!  Pft!  Not that the book wasn't amusing, mind you.  Reading fanfiction can be very distracting most of the time.  Plus, there's a lot of new anime on HuluPlus to marathon!  Yeah!  Okay, okay, I'm plenty lame.  Ugh, you got me.
The same thing happened while I was reading Shirley Hazzard's The Bay of Noon, which was a little more than a 200 pages yet it took me ages to complete, and it wasn't half as amusing as Excellent Women!
I just started on Wish Her Safe At Home by Stephen Benatar.  I'm giving myself a week to read it.  If it takes me less than that to complete it, there's hope for me yet.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Monday, August 3, 2015

You'd think sleeping through Mondays would be a dream come true...

Had an overnight shift at work last night and came home at 2am.  I had tried sleeping a good chunk of my Sunday away in preparation, but it was too hot to nap and my legs felt too antsy from hiking Saturday.  I did manage a good few hours of sleep after coming home this morning, then dragged my butt out of bed at 7 so I could run errands.  I just wanted to do want I had to do so that I could spend the rest of the day doing absolutely nothing.
After an unhealthy yet utterly yummola lunch of leftover Papa Murphy's pizza, I tried to get a few hours of sleep, but I can't seem to drift off.  I'm feeling mighty fatigued, but sleep ain't happening anytime soon.  

I think I had planned on vacuuming, but I don't think that's gonna happen either.

Friday, June 12, 2015

Denver Comic Con 2015, Day One

"It hurts when I swallow...it hurts when I swallow...it hurts when I - MOMMY!!!" Ehehehe...

Am I the only one who remembers that late 80's commercial from some throat spray??

Yesterday afternoon, I had a hysteroscopy to remove a pesky polyp ("Just flopping in the wind." said the doc. It's nothing serious, but it is getting in the way of me and The Man have a bebe.) and when I woke up in recovery, I discovered that I'd suddenly come down with a sore throat, like out of nowhere. The post-op nurse assured me that it was normal but it's 10 am now and it feels worse than before. The Hubs surmises that I probably got it from him, but he'd just returned from the field two nights ago and that is not enough time to get me sick. Bleh.

I swear I'll have those Denver Comic Con pics up later on today!

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Waking Up to Tuesday: "She Will" by Savages


Monday, May 25, 2015

Wishing ya'll a good Memorial Day, plus a teaser pic for an upcoming photodump.

I will get around to my last batch of Hawaii pics as soon as I get off my lazy keester, which I hope is soon, considering I have a whole new set of pics from this past weekend's Denver Comic Con.

In the meantime, here's a teaser:

Friday, May 15, 2015

Friday Afternoon Viewing: Mad Max Fury Road

Holy crap, this movie is glorious in its chaos. This is definitely the better summer movie so far in my book. And to think, I wanted to pay to see Avengers 2: Age of Ultron again. Sorry, Cap.

I love that the antagonist had a massive vehicle made of amps and that he had his own personal live band (drummers and a freakshow of an electric guitarist whose instrument was also a flame thrower) traveling with him. Probably the best thing I love about the whole film.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Waking Up to Tuedsay: "Tight Pants/Body Rolls" by Leslie Hall

This is where I blame The FineBros. and Youtubers React for infecting me with the bestest/worstest earworm ever.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Hawaii, Day Two

The Saga continues...

I'm the second child in a brood of four. Jan (yes, that's how it's spelled) is our big bro. He will officially be retired from the Air Force in June, but celebrated with a retirement ceremony at Bellows Beach Waimanalo. I only found out the night before that we as a family (except for Margaret, lucky) were going to camp out on the dang beach.

On the drive there the next day, the weather seemed a bit overcast, and it was very very windy. I told my sister Evita that it felt like we were suddenly driving through Jurassic Park because a good 10-15 minutes on the road and the area becomes green and lush.

As we near Bellows Air Force Station, the skies miraculously clear and it's suddenly gorgeous.
We parked a bit far from the recreation center where Jan's ceremony was going to be, so we had to hoof it through 'bungalow row', as I called it. Turns out the area also rents out tiny cottages to visitors.

I wanted The Hubs to spend a lot of time with his nieces and nephews. One time, the oldest boy Tyler accidentally called him 'Mister Will'. It stuck, and I swear Neil called him that more times than the kids called him 'Uncle Will'.

Prior to the actually ceremony, there was a lot of picture-taking and general mucking around. All the kids received leis constructed with candy!

Lil' Jessica and her candy lei.

Lil' Lia saying "cheese".

During the picture session, Jan had to gift his family members with leis. He turned to me first and motioned me forward, and I was all like, "Whut? Ah hells no!", cuz I was the first one.

Neil and The Hubs tried to hide.

Ugh, aren't they cute!?

Jan and Margaret being honored together during the ceremony. I found out that he was regarded by his subordinates as 'The Hulk' of the office because of his imposing stature and intimidating managerial skills. His friends and family are well aware of his dork-tastic tendancies.

Fast forward to the gooder stuff, like a cake with his mug on it. I overheard several of his peeps talking about wanting that piece!

But guess who gets it in the end.


Woot! Bestest sandy-bottomed beach ever! The Hubs looks like he's surveying his new land.

I really couldn't see while I was taking this selfie, I had my glasses off.

Lookit her! She's so cute!

Margaret had single-handedly prepared the food for friends and family, so while she and Jan hung out with their pals, the rest of us set up camp and then frolicked in the water. Towards the shore the waves rolled in hard, so I made The Hubs hold my hand the entire time we were out there, though as we ventured further out, the waves didn't have as much power. Eventually my Mom wanted to have a go, though I had to hold her around her waist because the waves were coming at us like an army of speeding trucks. Twice my Mom demanded that we go back to shore, but everytime I did she'd yell, "Let's do it again!". After her 3rd go, as I was helping her to shore, a wave hit us hard, and while I was able to keep my balance, my Mom stumbled and for a good few minutes she stayed down because the waves kept coming at us. Funniest shit ever. I kept trying to help her up (Oh man, it was a good thing she was laughing the entire time.) but she kept getting turned around by the force of the waves. The Hubs was finally able to help her to her feet, but Heaven help me, I couldn't stop laughing. The Hubs accused me of repeatedly knocking down my own mother.

Urgh, okay, the bathroom situation at this beach was like this: our tents were set directly on the beach, but just a minute-walk away were the restrooms/showers. I'm eternally grateful to whoever's job is it to keep the toilet stalls adequately stocked with toilet paper, because later on that day, Aunt Flo dropped in and stayed for the rest of our trip. Luckily, I was prepared, but I was seriously bummed that I wouldn't be able to go back in the water the next day.
Also within walking distance was a convenience store/laundry mat. Whoohoo! Crap-tastical coffee and ice cream bars!

Sunset selfie. I love how the view is reflected in The Hub's shades!

Eheh. The Hubs is encouraging Neil to use his natural gas to light the grill while Evita looks on.

End of Day Two in Hawaii. Love this beach! Camping out on it, not so much. When I found out that Margaret was going back to the house ("Someone has to let the dogs out.") I tentatively asked if I could come with her. Nope, not happening. It was a family camp-out that I could not escape, no matter how much I love my family. Anywhoo, Day Three will go into details about my lack of beauty sleep, the numerous trips in the dark to the restroom, and The Hubs getting happily drunk and sleeping out on the sand.

Spring has sprung just a wee bit late, with Summer elbowing it's way in.

This is what I'm calling a 'stoopidly' beautiful day.

Was there even a springtime this year? I really don't remember.

I just set up S Health on my phone, and since then have counting my steps throughout the day. Yesterday at work logged in at 6 miles! So after 30 minutes in the workout room, I wanted to get in at least a quick mile around my neighborhood. As of 4pm, it's still this gorgeous outside.

Maybe I can break off a branch and stick it in a vase at home?
No, I didn't do it. *sigh*

I hope my days off are always like this.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Waking Up to Tuesday: "Tell Everybody" by Roisin Murphy

An old fave from back in 2008-2009. I had this on repeat on my Ipod during the 10 months me and The Man were broken up.

Monday, April 20, 2015


RIP Jonathon Crombie, aka Gilbert 'Gil' Blythe from Anne of Green Gables.

Oh, my precious babies. They were one of my favorite OTPs from way back then.

I'm now gonna marathon-watch my Anne dvds and have a good cry.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Waking Up to Monday: "Algebra of Darkness" by Harold Budd

This track is as melancholy as the sky outside my window looks. Not bad to listen to while reading.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Sweaty Shut-In Sunday

While The Hubs is out at a Magic:The Gathering tournament (nerd) I'm playing housewife, cleaning, dusting, and trying to salvage the birthday bouquet my sis-in-law sent me on my birthday.

Anywhoo, Post Op Update: Two weeks later, and I have two open holes in the back of my mouth that need routine power-spraying with a oral syringe. I hate to admit it, but there is a theraputic kick I get out of squirting warm saline solution into the empty sockets and watching bits of food flow out. The right bottom socket no longer hurts, so I can stop with the Ibuprofin-a-day, thank God.
I recently found out during a visit to a doctor's office that I lost 3 lbs. while on my post-oral surgery diet! I really didn't get a lot of exercise during the first week, but I did ingest loads of smoothies, instant mash potatoes of every flavor, a dizzying array of soups, tubs of cream cheese and lox, hummus straight out of the container, and yogurt. Maaaaaaybe I was doing something right? I did have rice for the first time in a while a few days ago when The Hubs took me out for sushi. Wasn't totally surprised to find four kernels of rice flow out of the left bottom socket when I irrigated afterwards.

I solemnly swear I will get back on the elliptical tomorrow. The Hubs and I are going on holiday soon, and while I will never have the ideal bikini body while I live and breathe, I do want the only swimsuit I own to fit a lot less tighter than it does now. My food choices are still a bit limited; I still can't have crunchy fried anything, and I still have to drink my veggies everyday. My face is not very attractive when I'm forced to chew with my front teeth.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Post-op dental appointment, or where I find out if I can finally have fried chicken or not.

Had my post-op checkup this morning. I had a wee bit of soreness in the lower right socket yesterday and it continued through the morning, so I was happy to get that looked at today. Turns out, because I still had big gaps (remember I had no stitches done), there was a small whitish chunk of something wedged in the right socket. The good dentist man irrigated both sockets, and told me that there wasn't that much debris to wash out other than the already-mentioned. I finally got an honest-to-goodness irrigation syringe (I'd been using a plastic ziplock bag) to use after every meal, and I was also given the go-ahead to eat whatever I'm comfortable with, though I'd shouldn't chew as much with the back molars for now, since the sockets still have a long ways to go before they're completely healed up. So no crispy fried chicken yet. *sad panda face*

Oh, and happy belated Birthday to Me, yay!

Saturday, March 7, 2015

My post-wisdom teeth extraction tale continues.

Hn. For some reason, the internet is working a helluva lot faster when I'm away from my desk or dining table. Anywhoo...

Made scrambled eggs with sour cream this morning but didn't finish my potion because I panicked over seeing a small piece of egg lodged in the right bottom socket. I know I wasn't suppose to, but I gently prodded the thing gingerly with the tip of my tongue until it came out, then rinsed with warm water and salt. And then later, I had a spoonful of cold mash taters from last night and I think a bit of crust got into the opposite socket. Ugh. I asked The Hubs if the oral surgeon gave him a plastic syringe that I could use to irrigate my socket with, and he said no. Weird. Let's just hope that I don't develop dry socket.
Okay, so no scrambled egg or oatmeal until...next week, I guess. Just the 3rd day in, and I'm already fed up with the liquid diet. I'd better see some major poundage fall off from this!!!

Friday, March 6, 2015

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Royal Tea (ha ha.) at Glen Eyrie Castle

After a week-long field activity, The Hubs decided to surprise me by taking me out for tea at Glen Eyrie.  He tried to make same-day reservations (cuz he's annoying that way) but he ended up making one for Sunday instead.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Post Weekend Snow Porn

I think the only good thing about this past weekend's snow dump is how pretty everything looks in the bright sunshine.

But underneath all that fluffiness can be a thin layer of ice, especially out on the roads. I went out to do errands and it seems like every other driver out there is Driving Miss Daisy-ing it.

I called out yesterday because of woman!trouble, so all I did was marathon UK!Wallander and Return to Cranford on both Netflix and Hulu. Because of reasons. Reasons with curly blonde hair.

Goddamit, Magnus. Hn.

Let me leave you with Not!SnowKitty on the prowl.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Sunday Night Viewing: What I am watching, and what I'm not.

Turned on the Oscars' Red Carpet thing, but then switched to HuluPlus and put on Agent Carter instead. I'm not feeling the Oscars this year, but at least I got to see dreamy Chris Evans, and The Hub's sis in another pretty dress. Good enough for me.
Dead at work. Snow, snow snow. Why the hell didn't the Powers that Be close the store for the day? Ugh. Anywhoo, I'm home now, and I'm finally getting around to watching Agent Carter and I have ice cream.
Since I'm talking tv, I have to admit that I haven't been catching up on The Walking Dead since it returned. The love hasn't died, it's just that, as far as the story goes, everyone is in a bad place right now. I hear it will only get more rough (jeez, it's TWD! Every Sunday, someone(s) in a bad place!) for certain characters, and I tend to steer clear of the drama until it's safe to come back. Just please don't kill Daryl. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!

Hayley Atwell and James D'Arcy are amazing!!!

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Here I come to save V-Daaaaaay...

If you're looking for the perfect MEH!Valentine's Day movie list to wash out the bad taste left in your mouth from viewing Fifty Shades of Grey, do I have a treat for you! Eheh. I've compiled a tiny list of movies that I've enjoyed (plus a new one!) every craptastical Valentine's Night-In. Be warned; only two out of the four are actual romances.

1.) Maurice
Maurice and Alec2
Maurice (James Wilby) and his friend Clive (Hugh Grant) fall in love at university. Their super-secret intimacy continues for a few years after until Clive gives Maurice up in favor of society and marriage, leaving Maurice devastated and alone. In an effort to rid himself of his homosexuality, he sees a hypnotist (Ben Kingsley), but it is only through his blossoming relationship with Clive's down-to-Earth under-gameskeeper that Maurice is able to accept himself and move on.
This movie has been Numero Uno on my list as far as romances go, and a young smoldering Rupert Graves as Alec helps too. A very classy and tender love story.

2.) Bright Star
Bright Star
You know the song that goes, "We don't have to take our clothes off/to have a good time/no no"? Yep, cuz back in the day, saving yourself for marriage AND wooing-through-poetry seemed a hella lot more sexy. Abbie Cornish and Ben Whishaw play Fanny Brawne and John Keats in this film by Jane Campion, who is famous for 1993's The Piano. A true romanitic film that inspired me to read and appreciate more of everything, not just poetry.

3.) Under the Skin
Under the Skin
Didn't I mention that only two of the four movies listed were honest-to-God romances?

I'd already seen this one but The Hubs hadn't so I bought the DVD and we sat down last night to watch together. Scarlet Johansson plays an alien being who goes around Scotland in her van, picking up unsuspecting men who are never seen again. Won't go into further detail. This movie is something to be experienced. I definitely loved ScarJo's performance AND her look - dark wavy hair and eyes, red lips. I like to compare it to her more mainstream role as the Black Widow in Captain America 2 where her makeup was sparse and simple (so as not to overshadow her badassery).

4.) Picnic at Hanging Rock
Picnic at Hanging Rock
Based on the 1967 book by Joan Lindsay, three schoolgirls and their teacher go missing during an outing to Hanging Rock on Valentine's Day 1900. What better way to celebrate!

Honestly, this movie had me creeped out for nearly two weeks. There are no jump-scares, no scenes of a gorey nature, not even an oppressive air of dread if you don't count poor Sara's plight. The cinematography is gorgeous and dreamy, the music is haunting, and the big question is never resolved. This movie will haunt you long after you've watch it.

Voila! My Valentine's Night-In movie list, hope one of them will get you through this weekend. If not, there's always the cinema. And ladies, if your man suggests it be romantic if you two go out and see Fifty Shades of Grey, even as a joke like The Hubs had the galls to do...

THE HUBS: So we try that sushi place near King Soopers, then we do the grocery shopping, then we drop off the groceries at home, then we go the animal control office just to look at kitties, then we go to Fort Carson, then we go see 'Fifty Shades of Grey'.

ME: F&@k you.

Friday, February 13, 2015

We is stuck together, homeboy.

Ten years?! Well, if you count the ten-month period of separation...

New York '09, a few months after we got back together. Nowadays if we get upset with each other and The Hubs feels like breaking up, we just ignore each other until one of us caves.

Almost six years ago, when we were young and pretty.
And yeah, horny. Oh yeah.
New Year's Eve 09


Us today, still together through the good times and the bad and the boring. Yes, the boring. But as unavoidable as boredom is, combating it is not impossible. Our relationship is a constant work in progress.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

The one where I decide to kill my magazine subscription because of reasons. (Miranda Kerr's face)

That's it; I'm gonna let my subscription to BAZAAR magazine die while the love is still slightly room-temperature, When I subscribed last year, I had hoped that the U.S. edition was just as fab as its U.K. counterpart (freakin' 10 buckeroos but totally worth it) but it really hasn't lived up to my expectations. Bummer, considering that BAZAAR is still a hundred times better than VOGUE. Anywhoo, I think I'm done with most beauty mags. I've already trashed all the past issues of ELLE - except for last year's women of the year issue.

From now on, I think I'll just pick up travel mags and other fun publications like EMPIRE and Domino and National Geographic. Heck, even OTAKU USA looks like something I'd want to throw my money at, despite only having 6 issues a year. I miss Newtype USA.

In more personal real life matters, I've been to a lady!doctor and have been instructed to take prenatal vitamins. Yep, The Hubs and I are now actively trying to spawn - I mean, conceive. News at 11.

And now, for now apparent reason, here's a Kids In the Hall sketch.
Mac-Don-Elds. Lol.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

It's okay to enjoy one 'verse over the original. Seriously. Shut up! I do what I want!

Goddamnit, Marvel. Ugh. Okay, no more Superior Iron Man for me. I'm sure the comic is hitting all the right notes for people who are enjoying it, kudos and happy reading to you all. As for me, I think I'll just stick to movie!verse Iron Man. Besides, the whole Avengers comic!verse looks like a hot mess right now. Thank the Powers That Be for Angela: Asgard's Assassin and Image Comic's Wytches.

Now, if Angela looks familiar, it's because...

...she originally appeared first in Spawn way back in the 90's. She now resides with House Marvel.

Wow. Dollar ninety-five for a comic book. BTW, my older brother had this issue. Wonder if he still does. Anywhoo, big ole' legal bru-haha between Todd McFarlane and Neil Gaiman. Long story short, the two settled their dispute, and Gaiman got full ownership of the character. Marvel Comics later bought the character, and voila! Angel/Bounty Hunter for Heaven becomes Former angel/long-lost daughter of Odin, and sister to Loki and Thor. She does her own thing like a boss.

The Hubs and I made our every-other-week sojourn to our favorite comic book store today, and I picked up two new first-issues.

From Dark Horse Comics: Lady Killer by Joelle Jones and Jamie S. Rich. "Betty Draper meets Hannibal"

And from IDW: Millennium

And look who's featured in the first issue alongside Frank Black! Two of my favorite show from the 90's crossing over once again, this time around in comic form.

Will enjoy them later on tonight. I've just started a new book on Friday called Ocean Sea by Alessandro Baricco and I aim to immerse myself in it properly.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Realizing that I work a lot better at the dinner table.

When we lived in Texas, I had established my 'Lady Den' permanently in our dining area. No matter what loud, distracting tv show The Hubs had on, I still managed to work happily in that corner of our living space. The only time I ever had to move my laptop was before we sat down for meals.
I now have a real desk in our bedroom. I can close the door whenever The Hubs is watching tv, and I don't have to pull out the earbuds if I want to listen to music or watch something on the laptop. I have complete privacy away from little distractions.
But I've found that I'm sortkinda less productive in what should be this ideal environment. I exhaust more time trolling fic sites than I do reading my usual book and lifestyle blogs. Instead of trying to find more creative ways of expressing myself, I'm just whittling away precious computer time feeding my current fandom obsessions (I'm looking at all ya'll, Avengers.), all from the comfort of my desk in the bedroom.

And now here I am, composing this from our current apartment's dining area. It's definitely a lot more spacious than our last one in Killeen, and there's plenty of light and I have a lovely view of the snow falling outside. I'm feeling a lot more productive and brainstorm-y than I have been the last couple of months. The only real distraction here is my cat Luna rubbing her face against mine and trying to sit on the keyboard. *bites her tail nom nom nom...*
I don't get it, but I'm not going to question it. I think I'm just gonna hang here for now.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Phew! Just glad the shopping holiday is over!

I seriously cannot stop listening to The War On Drugs's album Lost In the Dream, specifically the track 'Disappearing'. Goddamit, the song is so beautiful and melancholy, why haven't I bought it yet?! Oh yeah, cuz I have Spotify and it lets me listening to it whenever the hell I want for free. Still, I need this album plus the band's previous ones for my 3rd gen Ipod which is, surprisingly, still working after all these years. Hn.

Regretting not having done a really extensive Year-In-Review sort of entry, but we're well too into January 2015 for that, and I'm not really prepared as far as image-posting goes. I tried not to make lofty weight loss resolutions, instead deciding to focus more on just staying active and less lethargic. Try to make a baby with The Hubs too. Devote more time and thought to writing in my actual journal. And of course, READ.
According to Goodreads.com, I managed to read 55 books this past year! Wowzers! And so, I've set my reading goal this year to 100 books! Yeah, I'm not going to hit that number. I'm two books into the New Year, and yet Goodreads is telling me that I'm one book behind schedule. Yeesh, lay off! Because I was busy during the holidays, I wasn't able to finish Tove Jansson's The Summer Book before the end of December, despite it being such a slim read. My first official book for 2015 is Last Call by Tim Powers, author of one of my faves, The Stress of Her Regard. Instead of blood-sucking creatures and doomed Romantic poets, we have guns, gangsters, and gambling set in a modern day fantasy. A bit hard to following if you're very fuzzy on poker playing and Tarot cards, but I found that reading the poker playing scenes is the equivalent of standing behind The Hubs and watching him playing poker, kinda like being a back-seat player and trying not to give away his hand with a lousy poker-face.

The Hubs has settled into bed and wants me to type a little less loudly. Yeesh.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Celebrating the New Year with Christmas leftovers!

The Hubs and I missed the ringing in of the new year by a minute because I made him finish The Time of the Doctor with me. Still feeling a bit bad about that, but c'mon. It's one of my favorite Doctor Who specials. Remember how the brief glimpse of Capaldi!Doctor's Eyebrows of Utter Awesomeness sortkinda broke Tumblr?

I wasn't able to do much as far as lj-ing or blogging in the last week because of The Hub's family being in town for the holidays. They rented a fairly nice house close to our neighborhood. The 1950's Rat Pack vibe going on in the place was a nice, distinct touch, but both me and The Hubs declined to spend the night while his family stayed there. It was probably the big bare windows and the feeling of being watched from the outside that spooked me.

We took the kids (I'm afraid Daniel and Jackie, ages 16 and 18, will always be referred to as 'the kids' with us) out
on a few hikes, though I wasn't able to come on a few because of work, but what time we spent with them was loads of fun.
On our first outing together, The Hubs took us out to Palmer Park, where he admitted to getting lost a few times whenever he went out by himself.

Three of our four intrepid heroes.

Our romance novel cover.

We all know how enthusiastic The Hubs is as trail leader, judging from past entries. Me and Jackie had on snow boots that afternoon because we thought we'd be trudging through a bit of snow. Instead, it was a beautiful day out and the ground was dry. My Vans would have sufficed.

Jackie in a moment of despair.

I refused to go further.

Ah, but the view was amazing! And from this height, you could look down and heckle joggers.

And then the next day, the sky dumped a lot of snow on us and no one wanted to do anything for awhile. Two days after Christmas, with the promise of both beer (for his stepdad Mike) and donuts (for the rest of us), The Hubs took us on another hike, this time near Seven Falls.

Finally, a trail where my snow boots were actually needed. The Hubs...my, isn't he just excited? And a wild Jackie.

Ugh, it was all incline. Not as bad as The Incline in Manitou Springs, but it was work. I'm just glad that I wasn't trailing at the back of the pack like a grandma. I manage to keep 2nd place most of the way. The Hub's younger bro Daniel lead the entire time.


As usual, the spectacular views made the trip worth it.
I have a lot of pics with Jackie being the ant against a majestic backdrop.

Gotta jet. The Hubs is asking if I want to go on a hike, but it's stoopidly cold outside. Stop asking!

Happy New Year!!!