Showing posts with label desperate housewives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desperate housewives. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

New profile picture!

It's me with Valisa (left) and Caroline (right) after graduation-- aren't they just beautiful?! I feel like a proud mama ;)

I got a Facebook message from Michael today about the summer classes at Callanwolde Fine Arts Center, which arrived at just the right time! I'd been thinking about dance classes, not sure whether I wanted to do them or not, but right there on the Callanwolde list was a modern dance class for adults taught my my dance teacher of 16 years! It's $140 for the 10 week course, which is actually $1 a class cheaper than at my old dance school, but the money is due at registration time (by class time on June 2nd) so I'll have to have some really great nights between now and the end of the month to afford it since I won't have had my first paycheck from camp. Perhaps, if I don't get a computer this weekend, I can borrow the money from Jeremy or something. It would be great to dance again, and I'm sure Kate would get a kick out of seeing me again! Even though I'd be terribly nervous about it... I haven't danced in so long...

I'm also planning a surprise for Jeremy, which I'm very excited about-- tomorrow, I'll be going to Emile Baran to deal with the jerk owner to try and figure out what needs to be done. At least I know he'll do the right thing, and do it well.

That's about all for now; slow night at work and a decent drive back from Memphis. For now, I'm going to watch this last episode of Desperate Housewives and hit the hay. Big day of errands tomorrow!

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

For my much needed amusement

This week's waits on Netflix:

Quantum of Solace
Pineapple Express
The Tudors: Season One
Nick Frost's Danger! 50,000 Volts!
Namastey London
Slumdog Millionaire (hell to the yeah)
The Reader
The Caller


What I'm Watching:

This weekend, Jeremy and I watched Role Models which wasn't drop down hilarious, but was pretty darn funny. I frequently feel like a baby version of Paul Rudd's sarcastic, sick-with-uneducated-people character. One of my favorite lines of the movie? After being harassed by the coffee lady for asking for a large instead of a venti: "Tall is large, grande is Spanish for large, Venti is the only one that doesn't mean large. It's Italian for twenty. Congrats, you're stupid in three languages."

At first, I was wondering if they were just going to be jerks the whole movie, but they definitely redeemed themselves and let's just say that if you're a KISS fan, you'll need to watch for the last battle scene. That's right, battle scene. LARPers, here we come!

We also watched the new Speed Racer, which was alright. The cartoon was kind of lame (that's not to say I didn't like it, but it WAS pretty lame), and the movie was a classic Wachowski brothers (Matrix) acid trip. The acting was proper for the style, and I couldn't help but fall out laughing when Matthew Fox (who played Racer X) started crying at the end. Matthew Fox is crying, must be a day that ends in "y"-- amirite, LOST fans?

Last night, I watched Son of Rambow, a British film about a boy whose ultra-religious family won't let him watch tv or movies (they seemed to be Quaker-ish). He's got a crazy imagination, and falls in with a boy at school who is quite the trouble maker. They start making their own version of Rambo: First Blood, and soon the whole school is involved and his mother (a widow) decides that God would rather her take care of her family and do what's best for them than listen to some of the members of the fellowship who think the child is out of control. It's one of those sweet, nostalgic-type movies that the British do so well, and I highly recommend it.

Next up, more Desperate Housewives. I don't care what you think, I'm watchin' it and I'm likin' it. I hear it jumps the shark later, but I'm starting from Season 1 so I haven't hit that point yet.