2021 films. (Part II).

I do this thing at times, where I separate the movies I've watched and kind of update people on which movies/shows that I would recommend. I'm not sure why I fall out of the habit of it sometimes... probably has something to do with the fact that my attention span is that of a ferret on methamphetamine, but alas, here we are. We'll see where it goes from here.

I also figured that I would let people play a little catchup from back in the day:

Catch up from 2016.
Catch up from 2017: Part I, Part II, Part III.

Catch up from 2018: Part I, Part II.
Catch up from 2018/2019: Part I, Part II, Part III.

Catch up from 2020: Part I.  

Catch up from 2021: Part I.

October's films: Halloween Kills, Tropic Thunder, The Devil Below, Black Panther, Black Widow, Ant-Man.

My favorite: I can't believe all the movies we watched this go around were so damn good. Like, seriously. But, if I'm to pick a favorite I would go with.... Halloween Kills. Look, I know a whole bunch of people didn't like this movie, but I loved it and can't wait to see the end all one next year! Least favorite of the month: Honestly? I would go with.... Ant-Man. I know, I know. The entire Marvel fanclub is going to come after me with stones and pitchforks, but I just can't help it. I can usually get into the Marvel movies, but the Ant-Man movies just don't make the cut for me.

October's rewatched from years gone by: The Lazarus Effect.

November's films: Red Notice, The Ice Road, The Take, The Conjuring 3: The Devil Made Me Do It, Ride Along 2, Venom: Let There Be Carnage.

My favorite: D and I watched the majority of these movies in a day or two, I think. That's what we do, we won't watch anything like that for a bit and then one day we'll just spend all day together watching tv. Some would say it's lazy or boring, but we do what we like. And what did I like the most this time around? Well.... Venom: Let There Be Carnage. Don't get me wrong, the others were good, but Tom Hardy + Woody Harrelson? YES. The movie really cracked me up the whole time! Least favorite of the month: Oof.... The Take. It wasn't terrible or anything, and I'm sure some people would like it, but it just wasn't for me. I don't know what it was, but something just felt off with it. Whether it be the plot or the characters, I'm not sure. All I know is, I watched it once and that was enough for me.

November's rewatched from years gone by: American Ultra, Father of the Year. 

December's films: Bad Santa 2, The Long Kiss Goodnight, Hot Rod, Rogue Hostage.

My favorite: I know a couple of these were older movies, but I had never seen them before so they were all new to me! If I choose a favorite I'm going to go with.... Rogue Hostage. It wasn't the greatest action movie (or movie in general) ever made, but it was entertaining and had some real good parts. Least favorite of the month: For my least favorite I'm going with.... Bad Santa 2. I know, I know. I love me some Billy Bob Thornton too, but this just didn't do it for me. And that's saying something, because I want Kathy Bates to be my granny SO BAD.

December's rewatched from years gone by: The Wrong Missy, The Do Over, Final Destination 5, The Old Guard.

Tv series I've finished: YOU (season3), Brooklyn Nine-Nine (season1-9.... again.... and then season1&2 for a third time), Yellowstone (season1), American Horror Story: Hotel, American Horror Story: Cult, American Horror Story: Asylum, Workaholics (season1), School of Chocolate (season1), Blown Away: Christmas (season1), It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (season15... twice). 

Stand-up I've finished: TJ Miller: Meticulously Ridiculous, Dan Cummins: Get Outta Here; Devil!, Adam Devine: Best Time of Our Lives, Theo Von: Regular People, Mo Amer: Mohammed in Texas, Nicole Byer: BBW (Big Beautiful Weirdo).

Documentaries I've Finished: Britney vs. Spears, Abducted in Plain Sight.

Umm, you said and did and he and they what?!!?!

I recently read an article about things people learned about their significant others after marrying them. I'm always interested in random things like that, because even though we've known each other since we were fifteen and we're married now, D and I still manage to find out new things about one another.

Hopefully though, we won't be finding out anything near the levels that some of these people did. Geesh.

Like, the woman who had a phobia of pooping in the toilet, so she'd get up in the middle of the night to shit in a dustpan and hide it from her husband. HUH?? Or, that one woman's husband drinks the tuna juice out of the can instead of draining it. EW. And let's not forget about the man that gargles everything before he swallows no matter the beverage. UGH.

I know I have some weird quirks and some random habits that people would find strange. I know I say and do things every single day that would have some people trying to have me committed. I am fully aware of this and make no excuses or apologies for it. I'm strange and not for everyone and I'm good with that. Lord knows I ain't changing at this point.

Same with D. We both have habits and traits about ourselves that either we find endearing and adorable or we just learn to live with them. Thankfully though, we don't have a lot of conflict. I'm not saying we're perfect, but our marriage is pretty f*cking fun and we love spending time together. 

Most of the things that people would find annoying or strange about me D finds adorable, and most of the things that people would find unusual or irritating about D I find sweet and charming. It just works and why fix something that ain't broken?

I mean, D does think I'm strange for eating "hot" pudding. I tried to tell him that "cook and serve" pudding is meant to be eaten warm (I don't know that for a fact, but it clearly was helping my argument at the time and now this is a hill I have to remain standing on), but no matter how much he sees me do it, it still blows his mind and freaks him out. I'm sure there are things about him that freak me out, but I can't think of any right now. Go figure. 

We're weird. Strange even. Borderline abnormal. It works and we love it. We wouldn't trade each other or the relationship we have for anything on the planet. It's amazing and freeing and makes me feel warm just thinking about it. 

*insert gag for being so mushy here*

But rest assured, if either of us find the other shitting in a dustpan and hiding it in the bushes (or anywhere for that matter) or drinking tuna out of the can, we will be sure to piledrive the other. Because ain't nobody trying to live with either of those things.

Christmas is over and somehow still feels like the week leading up to it?

Can we all just agree that the week between Christmas and New Years is a giant clusterf*ck? Like, everything is confusing and no one truly knows what day it is. Sometimes it's almost as if we forget what year it is as well. I know I'm guilty of it.

But, since we're already in it and there's no going back, I reckon we might as well keep trucking forward. Besides, it could be a really good week? We never know. I mean, if we went by the track record of the last three-four years that seems to be holding true then we would definitely have something to worry about. Alas, we've decided to stay as positive as possible.

And when I say we, I mean me. Because my anxiety has been debilitating lately and it's becoming such an issue that I'm beginning to have panic and/or anxiety attacks out of the blue. Completely unprovoked and unwarranted, I just can't seem to ease my mind and get it to turn off. D is, as always, my little rock that insists on helping any way that he can (including but not limited to acting as my own personal weighted blanket when the situation calls for it). Did I mention my husband is amazing?

Christmas was lowkey, but still pleasant. D's dad decided on 12/23 that he was coming up to spend Christmas with him and next thing you know he's showing up at our house on Christmas Eve. He had great timing too, because I had quite literally just gotten through with cleaning our house. We had a fun time and he left yesterday about 1:00pm. I was extremely sad that I didn't have Momma to spend Christmas with me, but I was happy that D got to spend it with his dad and talk to the rest of his family. My brother came back on Christmas and brought our nephew, but there was no festivities or anything like that.

So, we just all relaxed and watched a couple movies. We also talked/caught up and spent a good deal of time just hanging out, but it was nice. And that pulled pork that D made in our smoker? **drooling** Our pups really seemed to enjoy the company over the holiday, but were still a little put off by it. They're not used to other people or animals (D's dad brought his two dogs) in our house, so it took a little getting used to.

Well, for everyone except my little Tayderbug. He's a trooper that just goes with the flow. We've also started to put him in the bathroom with his bed/blanket/water with the baby gate up so that he can relax and nap and the big pups can't pounce on him. They don't mean to hurt him, but I don't think they realize how fragile he is with his age and everything. So, he takes his little naps and the big pups can still see him and check on him so it seems to be working out nice. He really seems to enjoy it.

What else? Oh, nothing really. Let's just get these next four days over with so that we can have another three days off with our babies at the house. Ready? And go.

It's already December 22nd and I left my mind somewhere in 2017.

Y'all, if my head wasn't attached, I'm pretty sure I would have misplaced or lost it by now (I got all the way to work this morning and realized I forgot my phone so I had to drive all the way back home just to pick it up and turn right around and come back). Between moving our company, the holidays rapidly approaching and everything in between, it's been a tiny bit.... stressful. Yeah, that's the word we'll go with. Stressful. Demanding. Trying. Nerve-racking. The list is eternal.

We accomplished moving our entire company this past Saturday and while we have the majority of it set up and can function like a legitimate business, there are still a million things to do and unpack. However, I now have more space in my office than I'll ever know what to do with and I LOVE it. I have issues with people being in my personal space, so the fact that I'm completely alone and people have to stand on one side with a counter in between us is my absolute dream. I don't much care for feeling like my back is open, but once we switched my desk around and I'm facing the other way with my back to the wall, it's much better. And I can roll my chair effortlessly across the floor. Score.

I lost a dear friend of mine this past Friday. In fact, he's the friend that I share the inside joke about the title of my blog with. I won't say much more about the subject, but I want everyone to know that I love this guy and he will forever be my little buddy and partner in crime. He may have only been two years younger than me, but he was the greatest little brother that I never had. I'll miss him terribly and can't even begin to imagine a world where he's not out there somewhere making inappropriate comments and sharing his hilariously honest opinions. I love you, JB.

As most people know (because I keep repeating it like it'll remind me and make treats magically appear), D and I decided to make our family/friends jerky and sweet treats for Christmas this year. His family always requests jerky and Momma and I used to have the tradition of making cookies/candies (aka "treats") every year, so we thought it might be nice. I haven't done anything like that since I lost Momma, but it really is one of my very favorite memories with her, so I have decided to keep it alive even if it is only for me. I'm all done with my portion of the presents (even though my BS balls didn't turn out right at all.... I'm going to try again another day!) and D is making his final batch of jerky tonight. When I go home today I'll get the people I work with (ie: Dani) together and then tomorrow I have to overnight D's family's packages out. Wish us luck.

What else happened this week? Oh, my brother almost cut his thumb off and between his two hands had to get twelve stitches. I told him to quit playing with those knives.... he didn't listen. My pups are still the most adorable thing on the planet and my entire world still revolves around my boys (husband + pups).

Oh! D and I figured out how much weight we've lost in the last year. While we weren't trying to lose weight, the fact that I most definitely needed to was ever prevalent. But, like the amazing husband he is, D doesn't care what size I am as long as I'm happy. He loves me regardless. I hadn't really put much thought into my weight loss, but people have been mentioning it to me a lot more and I found myself curious. When we got married I was 198 pounds (and yeah, at five foot that's ridiculous and I looked like a little pregnant mini-fridge. I attribute our wedding pictures to me looking like a walrus.) and now I am 152 pounds. For those of you that don't want to do the math, that's a 46 pound weight loss in a year. I don't know if that's good or not, but I feel better and I'm impressed with myself, so I'm taking it as a win.

Other than that, life has been regular and good, but also stressful and hectic. It's a balance that gets off tilter at times, but we manage and at the end of the day I get to curl up in my giant bed surrounded by my boys. So, life might be stressful, and at times incredibly sad, but it's also amazing and I'm so glad I get to do it with my soulmate.

I have a bunch of half accomplishments, but not any fully fledged yet.

Let's see, what is there to do and how much time is there to actually do it? Oh, that's right.... there's everything to do and absolutely no time to get it done. Got it. Glad we're on the same page. 

#1: Get all utilities and internet switched over to our new building location for work.

     What's accomplished: The utilities are a go and all good. The internet, however? Oy vey. I have never in the history of the universe dealt with such frustrating people. And I worked in a f*cking nursing home, so that's saying something. The customer service and trying to get a straight answer out of them is the equivalent of pulling teeth out of a crocodile. In other words, somebody is about to lose a hand if I don't get some answers soon.

#2: Make beef jerky for people's Christmas.

     What's accomplished: We've started on beef jerky and hopefully with our smoker it will be a shorter process that will yield a lot of results. *fingers crossed* We still need to go and buy more meat, but we're only buying what we need at a time instead of stocking. I don't know if D will stick to this method, but that's what he's going with for now.

#3: Make treats for people's Christmas presents to go with the beef jerky.

     What's accomplished: Well, I finally made that list of things I want to make that I was talking about. And then I stared at it for fifteen minutes and dwindled it down to a more realistic expectation. Another fifteen minutes later and that list was shortened even more and now I have a list of what I'm actually going to try and accomplish. I still have to actually go buy all of the ingredients and make the stuff though. I feel impending doom.

#4: Print off and mail out Christmas cards.

     What's accomplished: So, I actually get to mark this one off the list, because it is the first task that is complete. I stopped at the CVS Tuesday after work and got everything printed off and stuffed all the envelopes and mailed them out yesterday. I'm not very happy with the way they turned out, but I had already paid for them and I'm down to the wire on so much. Hopefully, they're not as terrible as I think and I'm just being picky.

#5: Pack up and move our entire company.

     What's accomplished: There's so much done and yet still a heap of things to do. I've managed to pack up my entire desk/side of the office, but that was just my everyday stuff, that's not including the rest of the office stuff and all the files and equipment. Needless to say, we're going to continue to be busy for the next few weeks. You know, moving everything Saturday and setting up the new place moving forward.

#6: Package up Christmas presents to everyone and mail out to D's family.

     What's accomplished: You know where I'm at with treats and I haven't even bought the containers for the treats to go in, so that should tell you all you need to know about this situation. I swear, every year I always say I'm going to start early and get SO much accomplished and every single year I procrastinate or something major happens and it's an all out shit show of mammoth proportions. But yeah, I'm going to try to get all of this done within the next five days too.

#7: Finish watching Yellowstone.

     What's accomplished: I watched the entire first season of this show (per the request/demand of my SIL) and really enjoyed it. But, even though I enjoyed it I keep putting off watching the rest of it. Maybe because it's so intense? Or, there's so much happening? No, because I like all of those things. Perhaps, I just don't want to get tired of it. Who knows. All I know is I want to curl up into the fetal position, surrounded by my pups, and binge watch this shit with a buzz.

Because this week, the weeks leading up to now, and the coming weeks? Oof.

Stress makes me want to live a hermit life even more than usual.

I've mentioned in passing that the company I work for is moving buildings due to an upscale. It's been a long and tedious process, but now we're in the home stretch. As in, this is the week that it's all going down and we're moving every thing in and switching it all over. 

With that comes an enormous amount of stress and anxiety. Why? Because this is the week that it's all going down and we're moving every thing in and switching it all over.

And yeah, I know I just repeated myself, but it's those exact things that are causing unease all around and within me. The amount of things that have to be accomplished ranging from miniscule to enormous is an undertaking of the mammoth proportions. From office space to warehouse space and every thing in between.

**I swear, if this phone company doesn't call me back in the next hour and quit making my life harder than it has to be I'm going to chuck myself down a couple of flights of stairs.**

Plus, Christmas is on the horizon and not only do I not even have our Christmas cards printed off and mailed out (#failinglife), but D and I are making everyone presents this year (in the version of beef jerky and treats) and I haven't even bought the stuff I need to make my chunk of the gifts. No, scratch that. I haven't even made the list of treats I want to make so that I can therefore know what I need to get in order to make said treats. I also need to get D a(nother) present.

I should make a list: print/mail Christmas cards, make a list of treats/get ingredients for said treats, make jerky, you know what? I'm not going to make a list, because I'm already twitchy. Let's just say, I have a lot of things to do and a little bit of time to actually accomplish them. We'll see how this goes.

Oh, and did I mention that they're currently building a house across the street from ours, so our end of the road is nothing but a giant construction zone that is a nightmare to navigate?

Honestly? I feel like a box truck that was driven underneath a bridge that had a passageway too small to accommodate it. IE: I want to stay home with my hubby and pups and hide from the outside world for the next two days to lifetime. Wish me luck.

Sometimes you have to paint to your little hearts content.

D decided to start painting our bathroom as soon as he got off work yesterday. Needless to say, by the time I got home, there was literally one stripe on our bathroom wall and painting supplies everywhere else. So, what did I do? I took off my pants and got to work. Because frankly, who in the f*ck wants to wear pants? Not this gal over here.

We've been wanting to paint for a long time now, and we managed to get pretty far, but after the whole living room/kitchen situation, I definitely needed a break. Therefore, we took one and now here we are again. 

The plan wasn't necessarily to get the bath/hall done last night, but once we got started we just kept going until it was over with. Cut to 10:30 at night and my worn out ass dragging into the shower so that I can get clean and relax for a bit before I randomly passed out. I most definitely didn't want to get my ass out of bed at 5:30 this morning.

But, now it's done and I LOVE it. Especially the cabinets. They used to be this ugly brown/grey and wooden color with broken doors that hung by the hinges and were a mixture of nailed/screwed into the wall. D took all the doors off and I painted them inside and out and holy shit, they look SO much better.

I know there are many people that would hate our house or think it's weird, but we love and adore it and like I said, that's what matters to us. Our house is literally what we talked about having when we were teenagers.... you know, within a reasonable budget. Basically, it's just fun and comfortable and detailed to our specifications.

And honestly, I think that's what is the most important to me. Our house feels like our home. It's comfortable and lived in and when I'm there I'm surrounded by fun and love and truthfully, that's all I've ever wanted. 

Plus, can we all just admit that it looks like a crazy twist of mine and D's personalities? Clearly, we are very similar and different at the same time. That's probably why we get along so well. Now, I just need to find a giant picture to hang on the open bathroom wall and it should be all good.

I'm thinking either Charlie Day (which I really want!) or Ice Cube. I haven't decided yet, but all in good time (and fun!).

The inside of our house looks like Buddy the Elf had an orgasm in there.

Can y'all believe that it's already December? Like, whaaa?!! To say that the holidays have snuck up on me would be an understatement. Probably because I'm not a "holiday" type of person, BUT STILL. D is very much a holiday kind of person and was super excited and on edge to start decorating. Dude seriously couldn't wait. He's adorable.

We can't really decorate the outside of our house too much (lord knows there's a million thefts and shady tweakers that live in our neighborhood), so I told D that he was more than welcome to make it look like Christmas threw up in our house. 

I think he got the memo. And then he decided to also get that gold star for best decorating student.

We can't really have a humungous tree. I mean, we could, because lord knows we have in the past, but we have a bunch more stuff in our house than we used to, so having a giant tree would be terribly inconvenient. You know, more so than alot of other stuff. So, when AM gave us a little (three foot?) baby tree, I knew it was perfect.

And the lights? Don't even get me started on that. We have lights everywhere in our living room that leads into our hallway and I'm pretty sure that he's going to continue with the lights all throughout the kitchen/laundry room/bathroom. I don't know for sure, but knowing my husband, that's exactly what's about to happen.

Also, can we all just get it out there in the open right now and agree that these lights are probably just a permanent fixture of our house at this point? Let's be honest, they're up, we like them, so they're probably here to stay indefinitely.

Afterall, the rule of "decorating" our house is if it makes one of us happy, it comes in. Don't get me wrong, we're allowed to veto things we really hate. Like the time D tried to talk me into having adult size bunkbeds. Or, one of the many ridiculous things that I love that would make my husband want to jump off a bridge. Basically though, our house is insane and cluttered and messy, but we love it and it makes us happy. And honestly, that's all we really care about.

Merry Christmas (decorating!)!!

Our Christmas 2021 Cards are officially completed.... but not mailed out.