This guy makes me smile ....
The reason behind my lack of sleep and bad moods...
12:30 am
Derin: are you awake?
::shakes me:: are you awake?
Me: No
Derin: I have something on You Tube you will think is Hilarious!
Me: I doubt it.
Derin: What is tomorrow?
Me: Saturday.
Derin: But what is tomorrow?
Me: The 15th.
Derin: Yes, but what is tomorrow?
Me: I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ME TO ANSWER!!
Derin: What is tomorrow......
Me: I hate you.
3:33am
::Robot Chicken is on television, Boomer is still out of his crate on the bed....Howling at Robot Chicken.:::
This wakes me up.
I get up, pissed that my Husband came to bed without putting the dog in his crate.
I walk in to the living room to every light in the house being on. Living room: On. Guest bedroom: On. Hallway: On. Office: On. Kitchen: On. As I make my way into the Kitchen to let the dogs out the back door...I realize the back door is wide open... Outside light: On.
Me: Oh, he's getting woken up for this.
I make my way into the bedroom and flip on the light and scream :YOU CAN'T EVEN SHUT THE BACK DOOR BEFORE GOING TO BED??
Derin: ::look of sheer confusion::
I begin to make my way through the house to turn off all the lights...and realize the front door is unlocked.
Me: You couldn't lock the front door?
Derin: I'm not scared...I got these... ::flexes his biceps::
At this point I have no words...
Would you?
Derin: are you awake?
::shakes me:: are you awake?
Me: No
Derin: I have something on You Tube you will think is Hilarious!
Me: I doubt it.
Derin: What is tomorrow?
Me: Saturday.
Derin: But what is tomorrow?
Me: The 15th.
Derin: Yes, but what is tomorrow?
Me: I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ME TO ANSWER!!
Derin: What is tomorrow......
Me: I hate you.
3:33am
::Robot Chicken is on television, Boomer is still out of his crate on the bed....Howling at Robot Chicken.:::
This wakes me up.
I get up, pissed that my Husband came to bed without putting the dog in his crate.
I walk in to the living room to every light in the house being on. Living room: On. Guest bedroom: On. Hallway: On. Office: On. Kitchen: On. As I make my way into the Kitchen to let the dogs out the back door...I realize the back door is wide open... Outside light: On.
Me: Oh, he's getting woken up for this.
I make my way into the bedroom and flip on the light and scream :YOU CAN'T EVEN SHUT THE BACK DOOR BEFORE GOING TO BED??
Derin: ::look of sheer confusion::
I begin to make my way through the house to turn off all the lights...and realize the front door is unlocked.
Me: You couldn't lock the front door?
Derin: I'm not scared...I got these... ::flexes his biceps::
At this point I have no words...
Would you?
I'm gonna cut loose... Footloose
The new remake of Footloose comes out this Friday. Frankly, when I heard that they were remaking the movie...I forced my husband to listen to my 20 minute presentation on "why we shouldn't change a good thing". Also known as, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it". To which he responded, with his copious knowledge of all things random, "Most of the current movies are remakes of something". At this point he began listing several movies I was saddened to learn were remakes. But, I digress...back to THIS remake.
I just hope it doesn't disappoint. Although, I am already disappointed with the actor they chose to play Willard. Other than that, though, I hope it doesn't disappoint. I am hoping they just take the first one...and make it better (if that can be accomplished). I'm sure, like many woman in my age group, this movie was a gold standard of movies. Much like Dirty Dancing (which should never be remade, ever...never ever...end of story) and Grease (also, don't talk to me about any remakes), they just have something that made our childhood, our girlhood, better. I got this movie way back in the 4th grade in my Christmas stocking (along with those two other gold standard movies) and I've watched it hundreds of times in my life. I was even given the DVD (because my VHS was calling it quits) for my college graduation. On top of that, I own and know every single word to every single song on the soundtrack. Now, I love hip hop and dancing as much as the next person who thinks they can get down with their bad selves...but you can never ever go wrong with "Dancing in the Sheets", or "Let's hear it for the boy", or the theme song of course..."Footloose". I will most definately be a tough critic, in every aspect of this new movie. I hope they do it justice.
I just hope it doesn't disappoint. Although, I am already disappointed with the actor they chose to play Willard. Other than that, though, I hope it doesn't disappoint. I am hoping they just take the first one...and make it better (if that can be accomplished). I'm sure, like many woman in my age group, this movie was a gold standard of movies. Much like Dirty Dancing (which should never be remade, ever...never ever...end of story) and Grease (also, don't talk to me about any remakes), they just have something that made our childhood, our girlhood, better. I got this movie way back in the 4th grade in my Christmas stocking (along with those two other gold standard movies) and I've watched it hundreds of times in my life. I was even given the DVD (because my VHS was calling it quits) for my college graduation. On top of that, I own and know every single word to every single song on the soundtrack. Now, I love hip hop and dancing as much as the next person who thinks they can get down with their bad selves...but you can never ever go wrong with "Dancing in the Sheets", or "Let's hear it for the boy", or the theme song of course..."Footloose". I will most definately be a tough critic, in every aspect of this new movie. I hope they do it justice.
Through the Chaos
I've felt out of control lately, and life has been chaotic. I've felt exhausted, and more than just a little disparaged. There are so many things in my life that are wonderful, perfect, awesome...but sometimes the things that make me lay awake at night or cry in the closet floor when I just don't feel like getting dressed in the mornings, overwhelm me. I know I can't be the only one who feels this way. But, when I'm surrounded by the loneliness of pants, shirts and really cute shoes - I do sometimes feel like I'm crazy for being the only one who can't get it together.
Sometimes I just need to remind myself that someone else has a plan for me... and that my plans, and my timelines....they really play second fiddle when it comes to God's plan. I just wish I could remember that on those mornings I find myself crying in the closet.
Sometimes I just need to remind myself that someone else has a plan for me... and that my plans, and my timelines....they really play second fiddle when it comes to God's plan. I just wish I could remember that on those mornings I find myself crying in the closet.
Things I love Thursday
I have a best friend, that I call PODUS. This nickname comes from High School, in US History, when we decided she'd run for President at some point in her life, and she'd be called... President of DA United States. 'Cause she's cool like that. ;)
We have dinner every week at Don Juan's ... a Mexican restaurant in the town that I live. The BEST Mexican restaurant ever. Period. But, we don't go there for the food...we go there for each other.
PODUS and I go way back...back to our sophomore year in HS. Back to braces and awkwardness. Back to when people looked at us funny because we were just a taaaaad too loud, and no one got our humor anyway. Back to when she carried around a stuffed Alf (yes, a stuffed Alf...it was a thing...she grew out of it, I promise. She's not like, carrying Alf to work or anything. Although, if I asked her to she probably would. We're still pretty nerdy like that.)
Randomly during the week, I'll get a text message that simple says 'Dinner?' and I'll simply reply "yes" and we meet up. Same place, same time. I love how easy it is; how simple it is. I love that sometimes we talk a little too loud (and even with children within hearing distance we still sometimes drop the f'bomb) and sometimes we laugh a little too much (about realizing that said child is actually within hearing distance and his/her parents are probably offended by said f'bomb)
I love that we can just appreciate the importance of that hour that we get to see each other out of every week, and that we know that without a doubt ... we'll be doing it again the following week.
Pic disclaimer: This was like 7 years ago...forgive the tongue ring, OK?
We have dinner every week at Don Juan's ... a Mexican restaurant in the town that I live. The BEST Mexican restaurant ever. Period. But, we don't go there for the food...we go there for each other.
PODUS and I go way back...back to our sophomore year in HS. Back to braces and awkwardness. Back to when people looked at us funny because we were just a taaaaad too loud, and no one got our humor anyway. Back to when she carried around a stuffed Alf (yes, a stuffed Alf...it was a thing...she grew out of it, I promise. She's not like, carrying Alf to work or anything. Although, if I asked her to she probably would. We're still pretty nerdy like that.)
Randomly during the week, I'll get a text message that simple says 'Dinner?' and I'll simply reply "yes" and we meet up. Same place, same time. I love how easy it is; how simple it is. I love that sometimes we talk a little too loud (and even with children within hearing distance we still sometimes drop the f'bomb) and sometimes we laugh a little too much (about realizing that said child is actually within hearing distance and his/her parents are probably offended by said f'bomb)
I love that we can just appreciate the importance of that hour that we get to see each other out of every week, and that we know that without a doubt ... we'll be doing it again the following week.
Pic disclaimer: This was like 7 years ago...forgive the tongue ring, OK?
I believe...
I keep telling myself this. I keep reminding myself that no matter how ordinary or simple I am...that if I follow the dreams that I have that are right before God, my life can be extraordinary. I have to believe this, or I might just go crazy.
....Ok, more crazy that I already am. ;)
Something I love to do...
This weekend I got to do something I love...
I got to take pictures of a cute little couple, that are IN love.
This is the second time I've gotten to take engagement pictures.... and, while I do enjoy taking pictures of precious babies and children, there is just something I love about taking pictures of people in love. It is just FUN to interact with people at this time in their lives. They are excited, they are about to get married, they are young and want to have fun.
This session was a blast anyway. I started my normal talk track about how it's cliche to say "act like I'm not here, but ... act like I'm not here" and they ran with it. Brian started right off saying, "here, lets do this...how about this..." some photographers might not like that...but I really enjoyed hearing their thoughts and inputs on what they wanted out of the session. We laughed and talked and I scolded them for not keeping me in line with keeping up with my equipment (as I had left it laying in the middle of playground while we gallivanted off to another park of the park). You know, I can't be held responsible for my own things. Sheesh.
I ended up leaving one of my cameras on a picnic table, actually. And, my adoring hubs helped me be all mission impossible and break into the park after hours so we could retrieve the fallen soldier. I wanted to drop and roll and be all sneaky sneaky....he merely walked around with the flash light saying "Come ON!" He's more afraid of jail time than I am apparently. Haha. The camera was found, and still worked despite sitting in the rain for a few hours. :: sings :: Thank Heavens!!!
I can't wait to be able to do this again -- sans the losing of the camera. ;)
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