Yes! Yes I am!
It has been a long time since I linked up to a listicle. But I’m trying to write more, and I do miss these sort of free-form lists. So I’m going to try to commit to the Wednesday Hodgepodge for the year and answer the weekly lists. So without further ado, here’s this week’s (five days late!).
1. Share one thing that really makes your day. Continue reading
Yes! Finally! I did!
My friend was pregnant, and I wanted to make her a blanket. So I started it in June I think. She wasn’t due until mid-September, so I figured I had plenty of time.
Let’s be honest, I was delusional. Continue reading
Yes. Yes I did.
And the irony is that I would not consider myself politically obsessed. I have friends that are. Friends that are married to people that are. Friends that have no idea I have voted for a Democrat, or they’d disown me. Friends that have no idea members of my family have been elected to office to hold a Republican seat, or they’d never speak to me again.
Case in point: My first thought watching the preamble mumbo jumbo tonight was that they had yet to show a man wearing something other than a red tie. So then of course I became obsessed in trying to find one.
And then of course the President himself appears and was not, and the red tie obsession came to an end.
So here are my thoughts as they came to me watching the SotU: Continue reading
I want to blog more, I abandoned it in 2015, and I have missed the outlet for my opinions and ramblings. Unsure of the frequency, however. Maybe once a week? Twice a month? Don’t want to set completely unrealistic goals seeing as how I posted a grand total of once in 2015.
I want to eat more salad.
I want to finish these @$)$*!% tests for work and PASS them this year.
I want to get rid of clutter.
I want to pick up stuff in the house. Always take something and put it away as I move from room to room.
I want to be more thrifty with spending.
What about you? Will you be resolute in 2016?
Continuing the tradition, year 4:
Did I support the Fascist Media (i.e., did I go to the movies) in 2015? Yes, although nowhere near as much as I have in past years. Darned study schedule.
Here’s the list of those that I saw in the theater in 2015. Not ones I watched at home or ones I rented, just ones I sat in a squeaky seat and dealt with zero parking and idiot people smacking me in the head as they get up mid-movie. Here are the ones I paid money for:
- St. Vincent
- Divergent: Insurgent
- Age of Adeline
- Woman in Gold
- A Walk In The Woods
- Avengers: Age of Ultron
- Pitch Perfect 2
- Star Wars: The Force Awakens
Movies on my “I still want to see” list from last year that I’m trying to get through: Continue reading
Continuing the tradition, year 3:
Did I support the Fascist Media (i.e., did I go to the movies) in 2014? Yep. As often as possible. Here’s the list of those that I saw in the theater in 2014. Not ones I watched at home or ones I rented, just ones I sat in a squeaky seat and dealt with teen texters. Here are the ones I paid money for:
- Lee Daniels’ The Butler
- Thor: The Dark World
- Saving Mr. Banks
- The Monuments Men
- The Amazing Spiderman 2
- Million Dollar Arm
- X-Men, Days of Future Past
- Wish I Was Here
- The Hundred Yard Journey
- How to Train Your Dragon 2
It occurs to me that I only paid full price for about three of these, it was mostly a “What’s at the Byrd this week” kind of year. Which is sad. There are still a lot I want to see, but time just didn’t work out for me this year. I got a lot more budget conscious, as there was a brief bout of unemployment and a lot of catching up still to do. But it was a good movie year! I still have a lot on my Tivo that were released earlier in the year but then have made it to cable: Continue reading
Linking up with today’s Daily Prompt to chronicle three unforgettable moments in my life. In no particular order, here are three of the ones that I thought of right off the bat. 1. The day my father told us that he was leaving our mother. I found out later that mom had told him that he if wanted to leave, he had to tell us himself, she wasn’t to going to do it for him. I was ten, and it was the night of the last day of school. Dad put us in the car and we were going to go play Putt Putt and see Empire Strikes Back. We were so excited, as we hadn’t seen dad much over the past several years in general, and six months in particular, and this was a night out with just dad. JUST dad. How cool was that? On the way to the golf park, dad said that he should have never been a parent and he wasn’t very good at it, and that he was moving to Washington, DC. He was moving out on June 17th. It was Father’s Day. D and I were, of course, crying, as back then people didn’t get divorced. And if you happened to be a child of one of the rare divorced people, you were then ostracized by your friends as their parents didn’t want you them to play with kids from broken homes. (My own included until she became the head of a broken home herself.) We played golf, and went to the movie, and barely remember much about that night we were so upset. Continue reading