Can you spell Hammer Costume?

Jboy always waits until the very last minute to come up with a costume and this year was no exception. Two minutes before I'm leaving he says "Mom, I need a costume so I can go trick or treating with the guys."

Now, I bite my tongue about a 17 year old trick or treating because at least he's not getting drunk on Halloween like I was, but really? two minutes?

We walk through the shit hole that is his brother's bedroom and find at least ten costume ideas immediately, none of which Jboy likes. Pirate, Jedi, ski patrol, knight in shining armor, park ranger, Indiana Jones, even a leprechaun for Christ sakes. I tried to talk him into wearing my mom's old prom dress and going in drag. Can't you just picture the pigtails?

So I was almost impressed when he got home tonight, before curfew even. He was a last minute Ninja, complete with black headband (mine), sword (Macaroni's) and a dust mask that he taped up with black electrical tape. It's a ghetto Halloween in our hood.

I still think the leprechaun would have been cooler, but hey, he was happy.

Macaroni's Halloween

Ruby Jean, Sock Hop Queen

Oh my goodness. I just watched this again and noticed the look on Ruby's face in the photo of the two of us. She looks scared, cause hey, walking Halloween mask here...but she was actually mad because I wouldn't let her get any of Macaroni's candy. That face says scared but believe me, she was thinking "Bitch, I saw you hide that Peanut Butter Cup."

My best friend can beat up your best friend

Look what came in the mail today...

Package O'Happy

Shayne is the best best friend ever. I came home from a particularly crappy day at work to a fun Halloweeny box full of sugary goodness. I had just mentioned wanting to get Nikki Sixx's new book, The Heroin Dairies, when poof!, it appears on my doorstep in a box filled with my own personal heroin...Hot Tamales and Tootsie Rolls. Jboy and Macaroni got goodies too, but they had even less self control than me and munched away before I could get a photo.

Reading this book is a trip, so many flash backs to junior high and high school. One of these days I'll have to blog about the whole being a junkie in a previous life thing. I am a lucky, lucky girl.

But now it's time for me to go sleep off this sugar high.

I think I'm glad I couldn't get my scanner to work and ended up with this blurry photo of my photo album instead. Maybe Shayne won't kick my ass for posting it. And seems appropriate since those days are little blurry...

On our way to a Mötley Crüe concert back in the day. Look how much dead cow I was wearing.

And Shayne, look! It's the South Dakota photobooth pix!

Congratulations Bobby and Marie

Wow, it finally happened. My little baby brother proposed to his longtime girlfriend Marie. I know she's been hinting and threatening for a while so he broke down and bought the ring for her birthday, which was the day after his.

I have mixed feelings about marriage but I do love me a wedding. Should be fun.

And now the fun begins

So I closed on the loan today. Both mortgages, the line of credit and all of my credit card debt has been rolled into one mortgage. And I still have close to $100k in equity. I feel so much better.

Although now I have to get started on the remodeling plans. Uggh.

It's almost time to get up

I knew Fate could be a bitch but damn, she so did not want me to get tickets to Othello. First off, I'm a math moron and had my time zones all confused. Woke up at 2:30 AM instead of 3:30 AM, tickets went on sale at 4 AM. Now that might be my Rougeavelt Edumacation showing, or it might be me knowing myself so well and preparing for the ever loving snooze fest. Either way, I got up at 2:30, checked the website and went back to bed.

My alarm went off again at 3:30 AM, not that I'd slept a wink during that hour, and I got back on the computer. Read some email, checked up on Joss, got 2 questions right on this little test. In other words, killed time.

3:58 rolls around and I go back to the Donmar site. Two terribly long minutes and then boom, the whole computer freezes up. And I hadn't even tried to pull up tickets. Not a good sign. When I get back on the site at 4:02 AM it's slow as shit. The painful, I-ate-way-too-much-cheese kind of shit. The oh-holy-crap-I'm-never-going-to-see-Ewan-on-stage-ever-again kind of shit. Yes, I can be very melodramatic in the wee hours.

So, thinking it may be easier to get tickets by phone, I go to find Jboy's international calling card, only to discover why he hasn't talked to Shiomi in so long. There's no freaking money on the card. So I recharge the card, which is a seemingly endless maze of "for English, press one" and "if this is correct, press two", all the while refreshing the website.

After adding $25 to the calling card I had a very nice, very long conversation with Karen, Indian Tellemarketer Extrodinare, about why the credit isn't showing up and how long is it going to take, it's 4:22 AM in MN and I've got a very important call to make. Finally, Karen was nice enough to suggest that I get off the cell phone and call from a landline. And nice enough not to tell me to get a fucking life.

So now I'm refreshing the website, backing out of error pages, swearing like a sailor and redialing the 26 digits over and over like a crazy person. And occassionally forgeting to drop the city code (I think it was the city code) and getting the annoying "If you'd like to make a call please hang up and try again." Moron!

It only took an hour and I only almost screamed about a hundred times...may have sold my soul to the devil somewhere along the line too...but hey, worth it. After speaking to a delightful British boy...is there any other kind?...we've got tickets for the February 12th and 14th performances. Take that, Fate. Really sweet tickets on the 14th too. That's right kids, Sunshine is going to see Ewan on Valentine's Day! Close enough to see him sweat!

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkk!

Netflixiness

Figured I'd do some reviews since the most exciting thing in my life is uploading new music and photos to my iP0d. Is it possible to be more boring than me?

Spent way too much of yesterday in a car...went to a "picnic" in Milaca at my Uncle Sonny's house. My dad's side of the family is always interesting and yesterday was not a letdown. I hate cars though and am still recovering.


Jboy had friends over last night. Not too late, but I did sleep until noon today so I obviously didn't get my usual three hours almost uninterrupted of beauty sleep.


Tickets go on sale tomorrow London time, 3 AM here. Wish me luck.




Netflix reviews:


Following Sean Four stars. Very interesting documentary that follows up with this kid 30 years after the first documentary about growing up in San Francisco's Haight-Ashbury district during the 60's.


Alone with Her Four stars. This whole movie was made with surveillance cameras, very cool idea. Not the greatest writing/acting ever but definitely a cool premise. Creepiest part, the stalker is played by Tom Hank's kid.


The Darwin Awards Five stars. So cute I can't even begin to describe it. Loved the quirk factor. Love Joseph Fiennes. Had to dig out Heathers after watching Winona Ryder.


MythBusters: Collection 1: Disc 4 Eleventy kabillion stars. Keeps Macaroni happy without annoying video games and that's always good enough for me.


Tristan & Isolde Three and a half stars. I am a sucker for the star crossed lovers thing and how much do I love the costumes? Still, wouldn't need to see it again.


The Descent Four and a half stars. Way better than I expected. Scared the crap out of me in several places, but wasn't just gross blood and guts. So don't like the US theater ending. And oh my goodness, were the special features hilarious.


Miami Ink: Season 1: Disc 2 Three stars. What I wouldn't give for tattoo show that's actually about tattoos. Does feed my Garver crush though, although Ami ocassionally make me vomit in my mouth and turn it off. He's just so gross sometimes.

Finally

We close on the Refinance Loan from Hell™ on Tuesday. Woo hoo!

i LOVE this show

Pushing Daisies

Humiliation

I got ditched at the college fair last night. Jboy ran into a girl who used to go to his school and took off. Asshat.

We decided we were too tired to try to run to the play so we skipped it and went home to veg in front of the tv. And we were both too lazy to get up to put in 300 so we flipped around and watched really bad television. Like a train wreck, it was hard to look away. Why can't Joss get a new show?

Nothing new going on...I think my new favorite show is on tonight. Lee Pace is delicious. Loved him in Wonderfalls. Jboy and I both loved the first episode and is it any wonder why?

From this article: "Rumor has it that "Pushing Daisies" was originally conceived as something of a companion piece to "Dead Like Me". Considering that Bryan Fuller was instrumental in both productions, that's not hard to believe. And this does feel and sound like something that fell out of the same idea machine. It's as if Tim Burton and Joss Whedon had a love child."

Not too lazy to link

Sheesh, I've been a lazy blogger. I'm blaming Shayne's broken laptop, since she's just about the only person who ever looks here. Really though, I'm just lazy. Shush, don't tell anyone.

We got the drywall hung, did the mudding and had the appraiser out again. Hopefully we'll close on this loan soon or I may start shooting herion into my eyeballs. I'm still trying to recover from all the drywall dust that has accumulated in my lungs. Not to mention trying to convince my poor aching muscles that I will never get that much exercise again. Ever.

I had a very busy post-birthday weekend. Thursday night I went to a Chanel makeover with Mary and two of her friends. Yes, I sat in the middle of the stinky makeup department at Macy's and allowed a very sweet but very, very dumb girl to put makeup on my face. I don't think I've worn foundation since high school. It felt like the drywall mud and she practically used a trowel. And, because the fumes must have gotten to me, I went out for drinks afterwards looking like an old, scary drag queen! It was not fun, but the girl time was.

Friday afternoon Macaroni and I went to see Transformers at the Riverview (3rd time for him, 2nd for me. How cute is Shia LaBeouf??? I'm like a dirty old lady watching him) and then at almost midnight Mary and her friend Al took me and Macaroni to see Serenity, also at the Riv. Yes, they showed Serenity again...let's pretend that it's their birthday present to me and not just the anniversary of the original release. They show it every year for Joss's birthday and mine. See, we are like soulmates. Sad, sad birthday party soulmates.

Then Saturday Mary and Kata took me out for dinner. PF Chang's again this year. I made a total pig of myself and made fun of all the drunk teenagers on their way to Homecoming. Here's what I ate: Chang's Vegetarian Lettuce Wraps, Harvest Spring Rolls, Steamed Vegetable Dumplings, Shanghai Cucumbers and Sichuan-style Asparagus. And a yummy rum-something martini. See? Pig.

I'm in a slight depression over the fact (possibility? rumor?) that Othello is almost sold out...and tickets don't go on sale to the general public until Monday. I might not get to see my imaginary boyfriend this winter. Can you feel the gravity pulling on my lower lip? And I was all excited about my new tattoo in Scotland. Poo. But it also means I might not be spending money on a trip to Europe, so I might go skydiving in Vegas instead, just to cheer myself up a little bit. And hopefully drag baby K and her mama to Disneyworld.

Tonight Jboy and I are going to the National College Fair and then to see The Seagull at the new Guthrie. He didn't sign up soon enough to go to the fair with school so I'm sure he'll be pouting that he's there with his mom. The shame! Hopefully we won't see anyone we know. We seriously need to get him going on the entire "my-life-after-high-school" thing. He waits until the last minute for everything. (Shut up! He could have inherited that from his dad!) I just paid a late fee for him to take the SATs in two weeks. Hopefully we'll get him a nice timeline going after tonight, before it's too late to apply anywhere!

And the play...it's not getting great reviews and Ian McKellan isn't performing tonight (which explains the tickets I scored for $2 a piece)...but I'm looking forward to it. We're in the balcony, my favorite. (Unless I'm seeing Ewan. I enjoyed being within spitting/sweating distance of him.) Would have preferred to see Chiwetel Ejiofor in this performance, but hey, maybe I'll see him in London yet.

Not much else going on. Counting down the days until the cruise (52!) and watching Angel so I can sell my DVDs. Damn, Alexis is hot in Season 4. Watched a bunch of Netflix movies that I should review but, remember, I'm lazy.

Oh, and I got my birthday wish. Safe and sound.