Been working so hard, I'm punching my card

...Eight hours for what oh, tell me what I got, I've got this feeling that times are holding me down, I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town, now I gotta cut loose, footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes, please, Louise, pull me off of my knees, jack, get mack, come on before we crack, lose your blues, everybody cut footloose.

Sorry, I got a bit carried away. I watched Footloose the remake last night, and I been bouncing around ever since. I love that movie!! You know why? Willard. Yeah, just plain and simple- Willard. He was my favorite in the original and now the remake. When I learned that they were remaking it, all I could think was- "Oh no! Who are they going to get to play Willard? Is he gonna screw it up?!" Thankfully I was no where near disappointed. We all know that I think that Miles Teller is just- amazing. Love that guy!! Momma, Kenny and I got to talking about the similarities and differences between the original and the remake, what we liked and disliked between the two. That got me thinking- I should do a blog post comparing the two. Why? Because whenever a random thought passes through my mind I think- I should blog about that. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't, but we all know how much I love to ramble on and on and on....and on.

Ren Maccormack: Kevin Bacon vs. Kenny Wormald
Overall I have to give this one to Kevin Bacon. Don't get me wrong, Kenny Wormald was good, but there was just something about him that threw me off. Maybe it was the "accent". Maybe it was because he just wasn't who I pictured as Ren. He's a good actor, I just think that Kevin Bacon was by far better. Kenny just wasn't enough of a sarcastic ass, whereas Kevin was. Besides when it comes to the term- "Jumpback", we all know that's a Kevin Bacon thing. You know who I think would've played the role of Ren good in the remake? Mark Ballas. I know right?! He would have done so good! When I think of this film, I think- good dancer with fancy footwork, who can be a sarcastic ass and still be adorable. Mark could've done all of that and made it all look incredible. Just saying. Now, Kenny Wormald is definitely better looking than Kevin Bacon, but looks aren't everything. Oh, and the "angry dance" was not meant to be all- whatever the hell they did in the remake. I expected to see some "new age" and/or "modern/updated" dance moves, but I didn't like the remake version of this dance at all. Kevin also looked way cooler in the fight scene. They both kicked ass, but Kenny didn't look half as cool as Kevin did. The final dance scene of both were great though.

Willard Hewitt: Chris Penn vs. Miles Teller
Ok, I'm probably going straight to hell for this one, and it was a hard choice, don't get me wrong, but my favorite out of these two has to be- Miles Teller. I know, I know, but I can't help it. I just thought that he was better. In the original Willard was a bit backwards and backwoods and they didn't give him a lot of credit, and he's what makes both the original and remake so appealing, but in the remake they let it show that he really was smart, if only in his own way, and it didn't feel like they were making fun of him. He could laugh at himself, which made it feel like they were laughing with him, not at him. Although I like both versions a lot- all the dancing scenes were superb, the relationship with Rusty was awesome, and some of those lines made me laugh so hard. Willard has and always will be my favorite.

Ariel Moore: Lori Singer vs. Julianne Hough & Rusty: Sarah Jessica Parker vs. Ziah Colon
I combine these two, because I know that Ariel is the main female character, and pivotal for the storyline, but if we're being perfectly honest- I've always liked Rusty better. I liked her better in the original and I like her better in the remake. Just my opinion. Then again, all of this is just my personal opinion so I mean really, that point is irrelevant. Whatevs. I have to say that I like Julianne better than Lori. Lori got on my damn nerves so bad, I mean so did Julianne- I think it's just that character, because generally she doesn't get on my nerves-but Julianne didn't get on them quite so bad. The plot of this character is to basically play a skanky preachers daughter which is the way a lot of them are that has issues, and eventually turns every- thing around, because of the guy she falls in love with. Yep, that pretty much sums it up. It's hard to pick my favorite between SJP and Ziah though. Like I said- I love Rusty! Probably because of Willard, but I thought that she was a completely under-rated character. She is awesome. If I have to choose one I guess I'll have to go with- SJP. Barely though, because I like Ziah so much too. They're both adorable and feisty and I love it!!

I know there are like five million characters that I'm leaving out like: Reverend Shaw Moore what a damn tool in both movies, Vi Moore that I liked better in the remake, Chuck Cranston which by the way is way hot in the remake, but such a dick, Woody that I loved in both versions, Uncle Wes Warnicker , whom I hated in the original and absolutely LOVED in the remake, Sarah and Amy Warnicker both sets of little girls are so adorable, and a few others, because of plot and character changes, but I'm not going to compare them all one by one. I'm too lazy, and just don't have that much effort. Sorry, but I'm not sorry. I just don't have that much energy today. Except if I was hanging out with Miles Teller. Then I might find a little more effort to put into my day. Yeah, that would motivate me. 

Can we just agree that the Footloose movies are awesome?!! They literally make you want to get up and dance. You know, if you had any coordination or dance skills at all, which I don't. You catch my drift though. I can't get over how awesome they are. You know, if I could meet a guy like Willard, than my life would be pretty much complete. Just saying. He's so awesome!

Favorite lines from the movie(s):
Willard: You can stick a quarter in that girl's back pocket and tell whether or not it's heads or tails. You're trying to knock boots with her, aren't you? Ren: No, I'm not. Willard: Yes, you are. He is.

Willard: Hey, you know your bus is on fire? Ren: Yeah, no shit!

Rusty: Now, when you said you were gonna wear a cowboy hat, I didn't know how I'd feel about it. Willard: And now that you've seen me in it, what's the verdict? Rusty: I think you're sexier than socks on a rooster. Willard: That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me. Rusty: I mean it, stud.

Willard: You won't get any dancing here, it's illegal. Ren: Jump back!

Ren: You like Men at Work? Willard: Which man? Ren: Men at Work. Willard: Well, where do they work? Ren: No, they don't, they're a music group. Willard: Well what do they call themselves? Ren: Oh no! What about The Police? Willard: What about 'em? Ren: You ever heard of them? Willard: No, but I seen them. Ren: Where, in concert? Willard: No, behind you.

Willard: Daddy gonna take her out to the woodshed. Ren: What does that mean? Willard: That means she's in deep shit.

Chuck: I thought only pansies wore neckties. Ren: I thought only assholes used the word pansies.

Willard: You know what it is, you've got an attitude problem. Ren: Oh, I've got an attitude problem? Willard: Yes and I'm not the first one to notice it. I mean we're not stuck in the ***damn middle ages here. We got satellite and cell phones. We're catching up. Ren: Well, I haven't seen not one wet t-shirt contest. Willard: That's not me. I'm waiting. Patiently.

Willard: I promised Rusty no fighting tonight. **getting beat up** Rusty: Willard! Willard: What do you want me to do Rusty? They started this! Rusty: then kill them sons-a-bitches, Willard!!

Rusty: Stop it Willard, you don't even know this guy. We were just dancing! Willard: Dancing with another man like that, while you're wearing my hat, well, that's just disrespectful!

Am I the only one that likes Lori singers shirt- "dance your ass off" way better than Julianne Hough's? She really pulled that shit off. Oh, and also I really liked Woody in the remake, but I wish that he would've beat a guy or two up like in the original. I always thought that part was so funny. In both the- "teaching Willard to dance" scenes were...EPIC. Other things that I love about both of them: The yearbook. The fight scenes, the first in the bar when Willard gets knocked out while confronting a cowboy over Rusty, and then at then end, during prom against Chuck. Willard, Ren, Rusty and Ariel all kick some major butt! Let's hear it for the boy. Oh, I also like how dancing isn't aloud in this town, hasn't been for a few years in fact, but conveniently every single teenager knows how to dance amazing. Like professional amazing. Only in the movies. I'm really into these now that I think about it, I think that I may need help!!

Let's talk about a couple of things right quick- shall we?

Well, for starters, I watch a lot of TV- we all know this, moving on- I discovered a little something. The new season for The Following started, and of course I tuned in, because I got hooked last season. My favorite character is Mike Weston, who is played by Shawn Ashmore. He's a good looking guy, that just so happens to  be a great actor. I kept seeing him in a million things. Movies, TV shows, etc, etc. I kept wondering to myself- wow, this guy is so busy. How does he find the time for all of this? And then I learned something crucial to his schedule. I learned- it's not all him! He actually has an identical twin brother, that is also an actor. So all this time I thought that he looked a little different in each film and/or show, it's because it was between him AND his brother. Who would've thought? Good thing that they're both talented and good looking. So, other than that I thought that I would tell you a couple of thoughts that have passed through my head this week.

• Why is it so damn cold outside? I'm freezing. I wonder if anybody realizes how serious this weather is. Ok, so it's not that bad, but it's still so cold.
• Shawn Ashmore has a brother? A twin brother? An identical twin brother? Damn, that's just pure luck right there. I knew he looked different in everything.
• The Rock of Ages soundtrack channel on Pandora really is the best one.
• Aww, poor Deuce Berlin. He hurt his little paw. He looks pitiful with that big ole blue bandage on it. I remember using that stuff in the nursing home. Me and Charlie wrapped everything in that. Always do the "figure 8."
• Syfy has the best shows. First Lost Girl and now Bitten. These awesome Canadian shows must be Canada's way of trying to apologize to us for Justin Beiber. Well played Canada, well played.
• Thank you for letting me stay home on Tuesday from work Uncle Roger, but it didn't get near as cold as they thought that it would.
• That app that shy uses to talk to people from all across the globe can't possibly be safe. She'll end up telling them where we all live. Oh no- stranger danger!! I can't possibly be expected to not panic and/or be extremely paranoid about this.
• Joseph Morgan- Oh hew, I'd like to spread that man on a cracker. He's so, so, yeah.
• Blades of Glory is so funny, but it's so much better when you watch it with Kenny. 
• Let's watch New Year's Eve, because I've never seen that movie. Oh hey there's Lea Michelle. She dresses so cute. Oh man, I miss Cory Monteith, he was so my favorite. He was so cute/adorable. I miss hearing him sing. Maybe I should get the Glee soundtrack. Hey! There's Zac Efron. He really is very pretty. Look at his skin. He has great hair. Wow, watch him dance. He's so pretty, he's pretty enough to be a girl. He should've been a girl. If I think he should've been a girl and I'm still attracted to him, does that mean that I'm a lesbian? No, I'm not a lesbian. He's just pretty.
• I need to lose some weight. Maybe I'll take up yoga or something like Dani. It looks fun and/or relaxing. I already eat better, I can't hardly stand meat except hamburger, so maybe this might be easier than usual.
• I would marry Spencer Reid. I bet he would slow dance to- Let Her Go with me. Just saying.
• Poor Tayder, he wants to sleep all day. He's so cold. I wish it wasn't so cold out for when he had to go potty. I feel so bad for him. I'll stand right here at the door to keep an eye on him and make sure he gets in quick.
• I really am my mothers daughter.
• I need to move to Oklahoma so that The Pioneer Woman can cook for me. I would be so fat, and it would be so worth it. That'll go well with my diet.
• If I could delete all of the Nsync lyrics and choreography from my head, then I would have a lot more room for important stuff. How sad is it I still know all their choreography? Oh well, it's still awesome. Yeah, I said awesome.
• I wish that The Gilmore Girls was on.
• I should read one of my novels again. I need to get a couple more out. I guess I could re-read The Vampire Who Loved Me, After Midnight, or the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy again. I like those books.
• I think that I may be a bit addicted to Instagram.

And that's not good, because it's only Wednesday, and not even everything that I thought of. Can you imagine all of the things that go through my head? It's just so wrong. It's like a jumbled up mess in there. I would imagine that it would look like a snowstorm in Alaska, with a yeti eating a block of Velveeta, and singing Don't Stop Believing while hopping around. Just a guess. I don't really know.

I can't believe that.

...I let Aunt Susi and Dani talk me into these things. They wouldn't leave me alone until I learned the appropriate way to take a "selfie." I hope they're happy, because this is just as good as it gets. Sorry, but I'm not sorry- I almost dropped my phone in the toilet doing this for y'all!!

 

You jump, I jump, right?

Am I the only girl in the entire world that falls a little bit more and more in love with Leonardo Leo to his friends and those that know him well DiCaprio with each passing year? Yeah? Just me? Well...ALRIGHTY then. I'll take that burden, because well, come on it's Leonardo DiCaprio. And yes, I feel the need to use his full name. All. The. Time. It's just a thing we really I have. I mean, honestly all jokes and Titanic aside, have you seen a more beautiful specimen of a man? The answer is- No. No you haven't. He just seems to get better and better with age. Like cheese and White Christmas.

Can we just admit that this is one fine ass man? Seriously, so pretty.

Leonardo DiCaprio Notice the full name thing again? Told you. is in a bunch of my favorite movies. He is probably in my top five favorite actors of all time. No, there's no probably to it- he is. I was a very young girl when Titanic came out, and Jack Dawson became the object of every ladies affection/obsession. However, even though I loved good ole JD, because he was the epitome of everything a man is supposed to be, my little fragile heart was still deeply in love with- Arnie. That's right, I was in love with the little autistic brother of Johnny Depp in- What's Eating Gilbert Grape.

Say- where's Arnie, Gilbert!!

It might seem sad to you, but to a seven year old little girl (that's how old I was when I first saw WEGG) Arnie was pretty much my hero, because he overcame so much. Go Arnie! His talent just knows no bounds. Drama, horror, comedy, whatevs. Dudes got it going on. Unlike almost every other person in the world that watched it, I actually loved Gangs of New York. That's right, I said it. I love it. And you may ask what do I mean when he can do comedy. Well, just ask Jonah Hill...

See. Hilarious people!! This may be one of the best things that I've seen in a long time.

You never really realize how many movies he's been in until you get to thinking about it either. Like, you assume a lot, but don't usually put a lot of thought into it. I mean, think about it. Not even mentioning his work in TV his movies include: 

Critters 3 (1991), Poison Ivy (1992), This Boy's Life (1993), What's Eating Gilbert Grape (1993), The Foot Shooting Party (1994), One Hundred and One Nights (1995), The Quick and the Dead (1995), The Basketball Diaries (1995), Total Eclipse (1995), Romeo and Juliet (1996), Marvin's Room (1996), Titanic (1997), The Man in the Iron Mask (1998), Celebrity (1998), The Beach (2000), Don's Plum (2001), Gangs of New York (2002), Catch Me If You Can (2002), The Aviator (2004), The Departed (2006), Blood Diamond (2006), Body of Lies (2008), Revolutionary Road (2008), Shutter Island (2010), Inception (2010), J. Edgar (2011), Django Unchained (2012), The Great Gatsby (2013), The Wolf of Wall Street (2013)

See what I mean? A bunch of movies. Watch any of his films and you'll understand why he's in my top five. Besides it's not every man in the world that can say lines that honestly would sound corny...unless they come from the mouth of Leonardo DiCaprio. Such as...

Now you know if someone besides him would have said that then it would have sounded ridiculous. But when he says it, it sounds awesome. No wonder models are lining up for this guy. I don't blame them at all. And just to leave you with a little something to think about. Now answer this question honestly- have you ever seen a man look so ridiculously handsome while wearing a bow tie? Because I haven't. Honestly. Never have. He's the only man in the world that can make a bow tie look that sexy...and frankly cool/suave. You know I'm right. I really don't know what this post is all about Leonardo DiCaprio duh or where it came from. I'm assuming it's because I seen the Buzzfeed article on him this morning and my love for him just started overflowing. 

My hair had grown out long and shaggy-not in that sexy-young-rockstar kind of way, but in that time-to-take-Rover-to-the-groomer kind of way.

So.... I've been throwing around and playing with the idea of completely changing my hair. I was ready to dye my brown hair blonde, get some highlights, cut, blow dry, straighten, then curl it. I was literally ready to rock that shit out. I completely blame Candice Accola for this idea that I had. I mean let's face it, she's so cute and bubbly that I was all- I can rock her look.

Umm...turns out- no. No I can't. Why? Because I am my own person and I like to do, look, say, listen to, read, watch, and wear everything that I like. Not just because someone else has it, does it, or wears it. It's just never been me. I was thinking blonde hair would be easier for me, because I could use dry shampoo and let it go.

Guess what? After I got my head out of the clouds and settled back on planet reality I realized a little something. When you have brown hair like me you have to bleach your hair, which is fine for a time or two, but eventually after continue use not only will it kill/fry all of the hair on your head undoubtedly making you look like Walt White, but that shit is expensive. Just saying.

Not to mention I've tried the blonde hair thing. Technically I've tried the every color hair thing and I'm not even exaggerating. Seriously every color. And every time I do- I end up liking it for all of four minutes and dying it back dark brown. See I read very much and watch masses of TV. Apparently while I was doing this I somehow picked up that blonde meant classy. No it doesn't. Then I realized some of my favorite Ladies, and yes I do stress the Ladies, in history literary, cinematic, and otherwise were brunette.

I have always loved my dark hair and I've never quite figured out why I've ever tried to change it in the past. Well, no more. I'm done. I still want something a little different, and lord knows I need a haircut like a beaver needs a chunk of wood, but I'm sticking with my roots. Get it? Cause my roots are dark, haha I crack myself up. Just thought that I would put that out there. I know that this was random, and didn't make a lot of sense, but I just thought I'd put it out there in the universe. By the way, I thought I'd share a pic of two of my favorite brunettes. I'm thinking this is the way to go with my hair. When it gets down to it, it's just who I am. Happy Friday- my 2nd favorite "F" word!!

I love my cousin, but there are times in my life when she makes me scream Yiddish...and we're (I'm) not even Jewish- Oy vey!!

I blame the fact that I use Yiddish so much on all of the years that Momma and I watched- The Nanny. We used to curl up and watch hours and hours of Fran Drescher, because, well, she's the shit that's why. I love The Nanny. Sorry, this isn't supposed to be about Frannie Fine. This is about my cousin. Well, one of my cousins- Ashley- because I have like fourteen million cousins in total. Seriously. Like fourteen million. I'm not even exaggerating. Yes I am. Let's just say there are a lot of us and leave it at that. I don't really know how to classify us. I know that we're cousins and I think that you would classify us under family and friends. I think. I mean we hang out sometimes, talk on the phone occasionally, give each other advice, and even have a few secrets between us. That counts as friendship, right? I don't know, whatevs.
{{By the way, please excuse the picture of me right here. I was going through some stuff. I put on some weight, chopped all my hair off (it was in the process of growing back), and never smiled and meant it. Give me a break. I worked through it and now I'm great.}}

Back on the real subject, I just thought that needed a little explanation. Anyway when we get together there is usually a lot of jokes cracked and a few foul words exchanged. What can I say? I have no excuse for this. It just makes me laugh. We talk about everything and when I say everything I do in fact mean everything. See even though we are related and she's around six years older than me, we have a few big things different. Number one being the fact that she's a lesbian, and I'm not. So that makes for some interesting conversation. have you ever been in one of those situations where you don't want to know something, but you feel like you have to know? Well, this is about how it goes for us. She used to like guys, and even has a daughter, but around three years ago I guess she decided to come out. I don't care that she's a lesbian, anyone that knows anything about me knows that I have nothing against that and to me a persons sexual orientation does not define them. Their character does. Just my personal opinion. However, since she used to date guys and now women and I like guys but haven't dated in quite some time it makes for some interesting conversation. Just saying. 

Well, a couple of months ago her girlfriend and her decided to move out of her house and into a apartment. I know, I was thinking the same thing you are right now. But of course I helped them move in the damn pouring rain, into an apartment building that interestingly enough smells like curry. I've always gotten along with her girlfriend ever since we met, she seemed pretty cool to me, but it's like I always say- you never really know a person until you have to live with them. Well, now that they've lived together for a third time awhile guess what? They have broken up and have to continue living together until their lease is up. Umm...AWKWARD. For them not me, I'm delightful. the women and men in our family seem to have a long string of dilholes exes. Some eventually catch a good one, but mostly we just have crappy taste. I don't know what we're thinking half the time. I finally learned, thank god! They would all agree with me. So tomorrow is Ashley's 30th birthday, and she text me yesterday to tell me about the turn of events taking place in her life, and asked me if I would come out on Saturday evening with her for a drink. Of course I put a little thought into it no I didn't and told her yes. However, I told her only drink, because this girl don't do no dancing. I also asked if she was going to be taking me to a seedy bar full of stout sweaty men that get handsy. She replied with only if I wanted her to. Sneaky. Tricky. Busted. I also informed her that we need to find a "hottie" cop. Yeah, you had to be there to get that joke. My bad. Apparently she needs a little "baby cousin" time and frankly I could use a drink. So we're going out Saturday evening, having a drink, talking some smack, and I'll be "moral support" while she figures some things out. I'm just sweet like that. Besides it might be nice to have a little non-judgmental girl talk. She says that I always make her feel better, because I'm fun, quirky and have no filter. I sound like quite a little catch now that I write it down. Just kidding. Sort of.

{{It is right now Monday- January 27, and Ashley gave me a "rain check" for Saturday, so we didn't go. Honestly I really wasn't disappointed. I know that's horrible, but I rented movies and ate McDonalds and had a nice evening...in :) We all know how much I like to stay in. Besides I went with Aunt Poot on Friday and had chili with them for her birthday, so technically I did my "family duty." Just thought y'all might like to know.}}

Saturday Letters.

Dear The Originals tv show, I can't believe I caught up on your entire season Sunday. It was a day full of Klaus and I loved it. Dear Aunt Susi, I'm so happy for you! I'm glad to see you so excited about your new house. I'm telling you it's time to read a novel and drink tea in your study. Also, thank you for lunch on Monday and Tuesday. Soup is always good, especially in this horrible cold weather! By the way, I still don't get why calling a boy- "Billy White Socks" is mean, but I'm going to go with it. Dear Dexter, you started off slow and I was iffy about you, but the more I watch, I think the more that I like. Dear Jim, don't worry about having to go stay at your mom and dads for a couple days. You're all they have and you doing that is a good thing. Dear ice patch that I fell on outside of work, you suck. If I wasn't so used to falling I would be very angry right now. I didn't break/really hurt anything thing thankfully, but I am pretty sore. Dear Momma, no I was not checking the tire at work, I did in fact wipe out and almost kill myself. It's all good though. It's been a minute since I had a good "Katie moment". Thank you for the pineapple upside down cake. Dear H&R Bock online, thank you for letting me do my taxes myself, so much handier than going somewhere. Dear Uncle Roger, thank you for lunch and the two jackets that I tried for ten minutes to talk you out of. I try to tell you I don't need stuff, I'm good really. I just enjoy hanging out with you, you're good company like that. But thank you. I just want to make sure that you know that I appreciate everything that you do, but you really don't have to do it. Dear Dani, your toenail, or lack thereof I should say, is disgusting. That is all. Dear Shy, quit waiting for guys to "fall in love" with you. You're young, it'll happen when it's supposed to happen. You won't die alone. Drama Queen.

Saturday Letters.

Dear weather, seriously? Right at a foot of snow and (-14) degrees with (-40) degree wind chills? Really? Just to let you know I'm far to sensitive to be dealing with this. Dear Uncle Roger, thank you for coming and picking me up for work. These roads are crazy!! Thank you very much. Dear Greg, thank you for digging my car out of the snow. Also, your friend is creeping me out, tell him to quit "petting" me. I'm trying to be nice, but I won't be forever. Seriously. Dear new Wolverine movie, BORING! Until towards the end. Dear Shylyn, sorry I tackled you into the snow. Actually, no, no I'm not. I meant to tackle you into the snow and it was hilarious!! Just so you know I haven't tackled a fourteen year old into the snow since I was like eleven. And it was Greg's friend Corey. And I was sick and they snuck me out. And there was only a few inches of snow. And they took me car hood sledding. And I got sicker, but it was so worth it. By the way, sorry I accidentally made you eat yellow snow. That one I am sorry about. Dear living room floor, I am far too old to be sleeping on you. I thought that I could do it no problem on Sunday night, but I was wrong. My back and hip hurts so bad, because apparently I'm a 23 year old girl that is really an 87 year old woman. Yeah, I know, right? I had to give in and sleep sideways on the couch with my feet on a stool after that night. Dear The Holiday movie, you were awesome! I'm so glad that I finally got to watch you. So worth it. Jude Law people, Jude Law. If only I could meet a man just like him, so he could tell me that I was lovely and that he adored me. Just saying. Dear Criminal Minds, thank you for keeping me company on Monday. You definitely helped my cabin fever. I love this show!! People say you make me paranoid, but I'm a firm believer in the fact that I'm not paranoid, just aware of my surroundings. Dear American Horror Story: Murder House, you are an amazing show. So glad that I started watching you. Dear Dani, thank you for talking me into watching AHS:MH. It's awesome and I love it. And yes you were right, Tate is without a doubt my favorite. You know me well. By the way thanks for making me take that quiz online to find out my "true" age. It's true, I really am 27 going on 45. And I love it. Dear Momma, thank you for bringing me back and forth to work in this weather. I know that it's not great, and I'm sorry the car got stuck, but thank you a lot. I love you. Dear Pacific Rim film, you were so amazing! Seriously, amazing. Just so you know you kicked Transformers and all the rest of their butts. By the way- Charlie Hunnam- kudos dude, kudos.

It's been years since I had a snowday!!

I would just like to go on the record by saying that this snow-ice-hypothermia-frostbite weather damn well sucks! Seriously, I don't like it not one little bit. I call bullshit. I am so COLD. I'm not one to complain about being cold constantly, but since I'm pretty sure that hypothermia is setting up in my fingers while I'm inside the house and/or office it's what I'm going with. I haven't been through this kind of weather in years. YEARS. I grew up in Tennessee. It gets really cold there, but not so much with the snow and negative temperatures. You can tell it's winter, but you don't wake up and assume that you have magically teleported to the arctic in your sleep. I also lived in Alabama and Florida. I don't know how cold it gets in Alabama, while I lived there it was the longest miserablest horriblest spring-summer-fall of my life. And it gets chilly in Florida, but a sweatshirt and you're good. The chilliest days are usually lovely. And by lovely I mean it's so sunny that I wanted to shoot myself. It's the rain that's the coldest when it comes to Florida. But now I have moved back north. Back to Indiana. When some people describe Indiana they say: home of the colts, the Hoosiers, the pacers, the fighting Irish, and the boilermakers. Birthplace of: James Dean, John Dillinger, Jimmy Hoffa, Anne Baxter, David Lee Roth, John Cougar Mellencamp, and the Jacksons. It's where: David Letterman started his career, Larry Bird shot his first basket, Jay Cutler threw his first football, and Jeff Gordon drove his first car. Some of the most famous people were born, raised and/or have lived here. I think all of this is so cool. Especially James Dean and John Dillinger, but for right now all of that is pushed to the side. ALL OF IT. Why? Because it's so cold that it eliminates everything that there is good. EVERYTHING.

It's been cold for a couple weeks of course, but then Sunday came. That's right- Sunday. Saturday Momma and I had run to the store because the news said that bad weather was coming and that people might be stuck in their houses for a couple of days. For one, when people think that they're going to be stuck somewhere and that someone else is going to have something that they don't they freak the hell out. People were CRAZY!! Two, basically is just repeating one. People are crazy! Anyways the weather started getting colder and it snowed on Saturday night. By Sunday there was a bunch of snow and ice and my car was buried. I went out with Momma and shoveled the walk-way and sidewalk and we possibly had a snowball fight. Unplanned. Then I may have tackled Shylyn into the snow, rolled us both down the hill and into the street and managed to shove a bunch of snow in her face making her eat it. OOPS.

Sorry, but I'm not sorry. It was hilarious and fun. Sadly I remembered that I haven't tackled a fourteen year old into the snow since I was eleven. And it was Greg's friend Corey. And I was sick. And he snuck me out of the house. And we all went sledding on a freshly painted car hood. And there was only like three inches of snow. And now that I think about it I'm pretty sure he wasn't fourteen, he was barely thirteen. And I got sicker. And it was totally worth it. Anyways, after all that it started getting COLDER...and COLDER...and COLDER...until it was eventually FREEZING. Literally. By nine Sunday night it was (-10) degrees and Aunt Susi text me to tell me that Uncle Roger had said to stay home from work on Monday. The temperatures and roads were that bad. It's a good thing to, because even though I had dug it out, my car was reburied. Even the Governor said to stay off of the roads and in your house unless it was an absolute emergency. I think that we were in a state of emergency. Honestly. So Monday was my first official "snow day" in many years. I'm pretty sure I haven't had one since I was in seventh or eighth grade. So very very long ago. So how did I spend my snow day?

Well, like any normal person, it was too cold to go outside. Really, it was (-27) degrees and dropping. So I spent the day curled up on the couch, drinking hot tea and hot chocolate, watching Criminal Minds with Tayder. Yes, all day. And I don't even care, because it was great. I came back to work today, but Uncle Roger and Aunt Susi had to pick me up this morning, because guess what? My car is still buried and I don't even know if it would start with it being as cold as it is. Poor thing. I wouldn't want to start. Hopefully Greg will dig it out while I'm at work. Yeah, fat chance. It's still freezing and horrible, but thank you for the snow day Uncle Roger. It's been a minute. Oh, by the way, did I mention that Greg's friend is stuck at the house with us and has been since Saturday? Yeah, I know. I'm creeped out too. He pets me and I'm thinking about punching him in the face. If he don't quit it's gonna happen. Seriously.

I finally watched that other Jude Law movie.

The Holiday. I've been trying to watch that damn movie for like six or seven years now, and I finally got too. Can I get an amen for snow days? AMEN! Anyhoos, I wanted to watch it because I'm a fan of basically all of the main characters. Cameron Diaz is hilarious, Jack Black is genius, Kate Winslet is my home girl (hello, we share our name), and Jude Law...well, we all know how I feel about Jude Law. Yummy. It was such a good movie.

I recorded it on the DVR the other night, when it was on late and I was in bed because apparently I'm a little 87 year old woman trapped in a 23 year old womans body and since Shy and I were up since early, Greg called my phone and woke us both up,we figured- "Ahh, why not? Let's watch it." So watch it we did. I didn't realize that it was almost three hours long, but it's all good, because it was beyond worth it. It really relates to your own life and of course it made Shy cry. You know related to your life if Jude Law showed up, fell in love with you, and told you things like- "You're lovely." Oh if only. It made me laugh, cry (not Shy cry, but I got a little teary), and fall even more in love with Jude Law. And yes I insist on saying his whole name every time. The point is- since it's freezing outside, here me and Shy sit on the couch, with our quilts, drinking hot tea and watching TV. The Holiday down, a bunch of other random stuff to go. We agreed that it's a nice way to spend a cold Sunday (or any Sunday), it's only us up right now anyways. We'll just stay quiet and watch TV. No harm, no foul.
 

Saturday Letters.

Dear Momma, who would've thought that Greg would be with a girl that knows the people from your past? It's a small world after all and I love it. Plus, we always have so much fun together. You really are the best Momma ever. Dear Aunt Susi, thank you for the biscuit and Hotbox pizza. It was so good. Also, I'm glad that you're looking into moving. I know that you really want to and I'm very happy for you. Dear Kenny&Jimmy, I'm glad that you're getting the basement cleaned out and getting your house organized. I know it's been a long time coming, but I have to be honest. I am so lazy too help. I mean I'll do it, and have, but in my head I really just wanna sleep and watch TV. I know, I'm horrible. And I'm really glad that you found my the kaleidoscope. Dear Jason Mraz, I love your song I won't give up. I really do like every one of your songs that I hear. I know some people compare you and Jack Johnson, and I would just like to personally say in my humble opinion- you kick Jack Johnson's ass! Dear Uncle Roger, I told you that she wouldn't give up. Dear Charlie, I'm real sorry about your daddy. You're welcome for teaching you the way around teching, and thank you very much for teaching me certain things that I needed to know that nurses do. You're amazing and you'll get through this. Dear Dani, you're a puss for not asking Uncle Roger if you could take Tuesday off at the office and texting him instead. By the way, we really should have invested in that Watergate shredder. Just saying. Dear Dunkin' Donuts, you suck. That is all. Dear Kristi, it's been nice getting to know you. I don't care as long as you and my brother are happy spending time together. Also, thank you for trying to get the tattoo on my foot fixed/redone. I appreciate it. Dear Tayder, I still love you! So, so, so much! You are the best puppy dog ever!! Dear Buzzfeed, thank you for keeping a girl entertained. Dear Chris, happy birthday. Dear universe, happy new year!! Let's make this one great!! Dear Gen Con, can I come to you? Am I allowed? I just want to go and see what you're all about. Dear Safe Haven, you're a surprisingly good movie. Dear Nicholas Sparks, you've been giving me unrealistic expectations and setting me up for failure for years now. Thanks. Dear Greg, you suck for taking your PlayStation. Your girlfriend is a bit loud. But I still love you. Dear my head when I'm sleeping, why am I having dreams about passing notes with the boy I liked in high school? Really? If this is your idea of a joke- it sucks and I am long past that. Just saying. Dear Flipagram, Picslide, Picflow and Slidergram, I tried using every single one of you on New Years Eve to make an Instagram slide with music. None of you work properly. Therefore I don't like any of you and uninstalled you all. Dear Uncle Roger, thank you for lunch and the other thing. You know what I'm talking about. You don't have to do stuff like that, but thank you. I do appreciate it. Dear snow and ice, stop it!! Dear Tony and Doug, spending lunch with y'all wasn't too bad. Even though Tony did try to kill us by pulling out in front of people on icy roads. By the way Doug, I don't care to sit in back for a little bit and share a booth with you. Your legs are longer than mine, even if only by two or three inches. Tony- you should've got the bacon. Dear hair atop my head, really? Really? Reeallly?? Dear Kaley Cuoco, congratulations on your marriage to Ryan Sweeting! I think it's cool you went low-key and wore a pink dress. Just wish Sheldon had been there for those wedding pictures.