tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8810165185852743262024-03-13T07:14:00.499-04:00smartiniRubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01346160423631909264noreply@blogger.comBlogger833125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-43842307188473329102010-01-24T23:59:00.000-05:002010-01-24T23:59:56.353-05:00Hit or Miss?Not going to do a full fashion recap of the SAG Awards, but <a href="http://www.peoplestylewatch.com/people/stylewatch/package/gallery/0,,20332854_20338867,00.html#20730731">this dress</a> has me confused. <br />
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What do ya'll think, did Sandra Bullock get it right or wrong?<br />
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I give her a C+. The color scheme is good, but that's about it. It kind of fits her funny in the middle, and if you click on the "detail" at the top, you can see how shoulder-paddy it looks. Um, Sandra, it's not 1984 and feathers are almost always a "don't." Cute clutch, though!Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-6094065057898288302010-01-23T23:25:00.000-05:002010-01-23T23:29:42.182-05:00Weekend W(h)ine<p>Here at Smartini, we know to be grateful for what we have. But, sometimes you just have to w(h)ine. It helps to vent, right? So let’s make a running list of complaints, Just Because. I’ll start: </p> <ul> <li>I loathe that my sciatica has returned. Constant shooting pains from tailbone down through thigh, completely out of nowhere. Literally: a pain in the ass. It’s a hangover from pregnancy, but <em>hello</em>, not pregnant, haven’t been for over 2 years. It’s an unproductive pain, and completely unfair. </li> <li>While I <em>love</em> my day job, I hate that most of the time when I step away to use the bathroom, 1-2 children begin wailing as though the world has come to an end. It’s! The! Bathroom! I’ll be back in just a freaking minute. </li> <li>It kills me that my husband’s side work, which is inconsistent at best, but <em>helpful</em>, income-wise, sucks so much that he has to quit. That level of frustration is just not worth it. But still. Money. Ugh, I hate it. I hate the lack thereof, the constant scrambling. Such a nuisance. </li> <li>I need a break. From work, mainly, but when I say work, I mean not just the paying stuff, but the actual 24/7 job of raising two children. I guess that’s not so much a possibility, is it. I’m just…tired. </li> </ul> <p>Okay, there’s a solid list of unsolicited complaints. Now, add your own and let’s make this a party! </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-37005755925497709212010-01-18T11:39:00.002-05:002010-01-18T11:39:33.147-05:00General LarryFor those of you who haven't already seen this awesomeness, I give you, "Pants on the Ground."*<br />
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*Sorry, Tempe.Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-1563203443209099642010-01-13T22:55:00.000-05:002010-01-13T22:55:38.881-05:00WTF ThursdayJennifer Love Hewitt did <a href="http://dlisted.com/node/35604"><i>what</i></a>? (link possibly NSFW due to language/sexual references but not photos)<br />
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Seriously, ya'll. I hate to say it, but I'm gonna need a photo because how the hell is that even possible?Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-48247064750187428762010-01-12T10:05:00.000-05:002010-01-12T10:05:49.843-05:00We 'gon drink Bacardi like it's yo birthday.Now that we've all (mostly) recovered from the hangovers earned whilst celebrating Ruby's big day, it's time to pass the bottle(s) around again to celebrate Andi's Birthday!<br />
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To quote <a href="http://www.someecards.com/card/if-you-ever-disappeared-while-hiking#">one of my favorite someecards</a>, "Happy Birthday Andi! If you ever disappeared while hiking, I'd remain in the search party until it started raining." That's true friendship and love, ya'll.<br />
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Sorry, didn't mean to get all sappy on the blog. Perhaps <a href="http://www.someecards.com/card/i-dont-remember-or-care-how-old-you-are">this is more appropriate</a>, "I don't remember or card how old you are, but let's celebrate like you're 21!"<br />
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Join me in toasting Andi - one of our top 5 favorite Smartini barmaids - and leave your well wishes (and maybe <a href="http://www.someecards.com/">someecard</a> quotes/links?) in the comments below!Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-87356368594313388942010-01-10T23:50:00.005-05:002010-01-10T23:58:52.637-05:00Barmaid 54, Where Are You?So, today is Ruby's birthday (whew, it snuck up on me and I just got this post in on time!) And I hear she's flown the coop (although, I have yet to actually get confirmation over the PHONE or EMAIL). Supposedly, she now resides deep in the heart of TEXAS! Even though a mere year ago, she'd uprooted and come back home to GA. She managed to kick some grad school ass and is taking names in a new PhD program?! We might have to take that poster of <a href="http://smartinibar.blogspot.com/2009/03/ruby-redeems-herself.html">The Rock</a> down to make room for all of these diplomas!<div>Anyway, everyone raise your glass to our beloved Ruby. Here's hoping she's having a fabulous time and can make it back into the bar for a round (or three) soon (er, along with the rest of us).</div>Andriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406170791879112136noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-10526973324532523662009-12-31T10:45:00.000-05:002009-12-31T11:23:29.609-05:00Cold Glass, Blue Moon<p><img style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; display: inline" align="right" src="http://www.tascapane.it/home/images/stories/blue_moon-1.jpg" width="212" height="162" />On New Year’s Eve 2009 (tonight!), there will be a so-called blue moon. It won’t be blue. And really, the definition of “blue moon” <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/12/29/blue-moon-new-years-eve-2_n_406295.html">evolved from an error</a>. But, it <em>is</em> a full moon. On a night of worldwide partying. Do you believe in the power of full moons? I always kind of have; aren’t people just a little wackier? Children act more wired and sleep less. I for one had a bizarre series of strange/bad dreams last night. I’ve heard that more car accidents occur on the night of a full moon. Among other oddities. </p> <p>I offer these thoughts not as forewarning, but more as contemplation or speculation. Wonder if the ringing in of a new year and a new decade will have a little more… flavor than usual. Perhaps we’ll discuss in the morning. In the meantime, everyone have lots of fun and be safe tonight! Cheers! </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-10197546142510023232009-12-30T15:02:00.000-05:002009-12-30T15:02:08.583-05:00Oh, Santa! You shouldn't have!Dear Santa,<br />
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I don't want to seem like a completely ungrateful beer wench because I honestly love, love, love my new yoga mat and brown boots you brought me. And I realize that I <i>did</i> in fact ask for wooden spoons in my stocking this year (unlike that time when I was 5 years old and my parents pretended that's all I was getting because I'd been a bad girl). <br />
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It's just, there's something I need to speak to you about.<br />
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A VACUUM CLEANER IS NOT AN ACCEPTABLE CHRISTMAS GIFT.<br />
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Yes, I'm 30 years old. Yes, my house is messy. Yes, my hands clean the carpet better than my current vacuum cleaner from college that cost $30. <br />
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But really, Santa. It's like the slutty chic from <i>Love, Actually</i> says to Professor Snape<i></i>, "Don't give me something I need; buy me something I <i>want</i>."<br />
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Now, if you want to give me a <a href="http://www.dyson.com/homepage.asp">Dyson</a>, that's one thing. Those bitches are badass, have wanted one ever since the British guy first got on TV talking about how innovative they are. But a regular ole DirtDevil? I mean, that's fantastic and I totally need one and will definitely use it. . .but maybe don't put it under the tree on Christmas morning? Because that makes me feel old, Santa, and I'm trying really hard not to be old (see aforementioned 30 yrs old, messy house). <br />
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Otherwise, well done and thanks so much for the Christmas cheer (especially those mimosas at breakfast)! Have a lovely New Year with Mrs. Claus and Rudolph, and I look forward to seeing you and non-cleaning related gifts under the tree next year.<br />
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Love,<br />
Niki<br />
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Anyone else receive any slightly "offensive" gifts from Santa and his elves?Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-71052401651648188402009-12-28T23:26:00.007-05:002009-12-28T23:42:17.754-05:00Happiness<div style="text-align: left;">Just a few things that make me Happy. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The world's largest Whitman's "Sampler" - it was only 1 layer and we had the audacity to be miffed by the "lack" of chocolate.</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmFdsaFqGI/AAAAAAAAE78/GFUlsnUcefk/s320/IMG_7654.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420510371700385890" /><div><br /></div><div>Glorious sunsets at the lake. It's hard to truly capture how the sky is on fire, but it's still pretty.<br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmGUXPYBYI/AAAAAAAAE8M/q-opCLfyCwI/s320/IMG_7690.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420511310911112578" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmGULs4xhI/AAAAAAAAE8E/Qk5xSBu64Fs/s320/IMG_7692.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420511307813668370" /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>my full Christmas card tree!<img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmFcqcZMqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/Dt-RU34CIgU/s320/IMG_7701.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420510353993314978" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">my son's new bookshelf. Mostly because it gave me the semblance of order in one tiny corner of the house. If only you could see what's off camera. yowza!! suitcase and closet explosion!</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmFc_7shkI/AAAAAAAAE7k/yRHmzcanaX4/s320/IMG_7703.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420510359761749570" /></div><div><br /></div><div>And my kids happily and harmoniously playing with new toys (having room to play and place to put them up!)</div><div><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmFdFS_kLI/AAAAAAAAE7s/vyPRYjhJ9PY/s320/IMG_7704.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420510361201643698" /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtzJAvukUnU/SzmFdTaOnaI/AAAAAAAAE70/j912guovKJQ/s320/IMG_7705.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420510364990086562" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope everyone rings in the New Year with lots of happiness. We'd love to hear about the little things that make you happy this time of year in the comments.</div></div></div>Andriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406170791879112136noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-21256184359761405242009-12-25T11:00:00.000-05:002009-12-25T11:04:15.880-05:00Merry, Merry!<p>Christmas! The only day of the year where it’s socially acceptable to mix up rum drinks well before noon. </p> <p>It *is* acceptable, right? </p> <p>Cheers from all of us at Smartini to our faithful patrons! May you have a wonderful day celebrating with family and friends, appreciating all the joys in this life! </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-27863904942244547572009-12-23T20:00:00.000-05:002009-12-23T20:27:18.559-05:00‘Tis the Season<p><img style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; display: inline" align="right" src="http://www2.prnewswire.com/mnr/navan/28772/images/28772-hi-EggNog.jpg" width="142" height="168" />…To be drinking! We may have covered this territory in the past, but alcohol causes memory loss, so I can’t be sure. How do you stay toasty on a fine winter’s eve, celebrating with family and friends? I personally can’t wait to pour a glass of eggnog with a healthy splash of rum. I also discovered in 2009 that (taking notes, Ruby?) RUBY RED SPLASH, by Sierra Mist, matches well with vodka. Very well indeed. Best with crushed ice, nice and crisp and clear for your solstice aperitif.  </p> <p>Any fancy concoctions or secret recipes you wish to share? Please do so in comments. Cheers! </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-49583503770628943442009-12-22T23:30:00.000-05:002009-12-22T23:51:31.361-05:00Dry Martini<p>It will be a few weeks before <a href="http://ausiellofiles.ew.com/2009/12/15/midseason-2010-tv-cheat-sheet/">*real* TV starts up again</a>, and even then, only a few shows as the others take even longer to trickle back in. I know it’s the holidays, and there’s plenty to focus on—shopping, wrapping, baking, traveling, <em>moving across the country again for the second year running</em>. (Pop quiz: which barmaid is this nuts? And also so smartini, considering her reasons for going.) And there are a few things to watch on TV, from ABC Family’s 25 Days of Christmas to a new and fabulous season of “Better off Ted.” </p> <p>But, especially after the start of the new year, when all the Christmas specials have run their course, this barmaid wants to know: What will you watch? Perhaps full television shows on DVD from Santa? Back episodes of missed TV on hulu and the DVR? Or drying paint on the wall. I’m just not sure what to do with myself until Jim and Pam return, not to mention the hot doctors of Seattle Grace and the brilliance that will hopefully be “Survivor: Heroes vs. Villains.” </p> <p>Please advise, as will soon be dying in the pop culture desert, from thirst. </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-68905858371923970002009-12-21T23:55:00.000-05:002009-12-22T00:16:23.369-05:00Philoso-tini<p><img style="margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px; display: inline" align="right" src="http://survivoraddict.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/russell-hantz_l.jpg" />I’m not sure whether any of the other girls watch “Survivor,” but I’m a big fan, with big thoughts on my mind after the finale. Although Dalton Ross of EW.com pretty much nailed all my feelings on why last night’s jury vote was <a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20332130,00.html">the lamest in “Survivor” history</a>, I have a few more generalized ideas about final Tribal Councils, culled over 19 seasons. The argument is perhaps a little dry, but it ultimately boils down to plain and simple logic, regarding who should win. With, in this season’s case, very frustrating results. </p> <ul> <li>The game is called “Survivor,” with the goal to “Outwit. Outplay. Outlast.” </li> <li>The game is not called “Nice on an Island,” with the goal win a million dollars by being everyone’s best friend. </li> <li>You can and most likely <em>will</em> make a few friends during the game, and these friendships may carry over into the real world, after the game. I’m sure that’s nice. </li> <li>You do not, of course, have to be gratuitously mean, dishonorable, etc., within the context of the game. Those actions serve no one. </li> <li>“Survivor” is not the real world (nor an office, Jaison). It is, in fact, a game. </li> <li>The goal of the game is to vote everyone else out so you can be the last man standing. </li> <li>Means do not matter. Or rather, a vote-out is a vote-out: there is no honor or dishonor to it. It is what it is, and it must be done. </li> <li>Transparency within the course of elimination strategy, i.e. letting the person know you are about vote them out, is not wise or conducive to your own goal of staying in the game: How do you know that person won’t stage a coup against <em>you</em>? </li> <li>Therefore, secrets and lies, both defensive and offensive, are an integral part of the game. Everyone does it. It is part of the “outwit.” A necessary “evil.” </li> <li>Considering the rules and goals of the game, however, outwitting (lying cleverly) can’t logically be classified as “evil.” </li> <li>If and when you do vote another person out, he will likely be bitter because he did not vote you out, first, and therefore will not win the game himself. </li> <li>Because of these sour grapes, he may consider the instigator(s) of his own downfall something like “dishonorable” or “lacking in integrity.” </li> <li>He may also label tribe mates who played instrumental roles in his vote-off as “not <em>as </em>dishonorable” if those tribe mates have more desirable/less offensive personality traits. Or were less bold about taking credit for the vote. </li> <li>However, if the “less dishonorable” tribe mates allowed, encouraged, and/or praised the primary vote-off instigator in his strategy, they are in fact no less culpable. They, too, technically are “dishonorable,” too. Perhaps dishonorable <em>and</em> weak, allowing another to field all the bullets of blame. Weakness, in this way, should not technically be valued by jury members, either, considering the goal of “outplay.” </li> <li>If all final players up for a million dollars are, by nature of the game, “dishonorable” because they directly or indirectly outwitted the players voted out before them, the term “dishonorable” and similar should be canceled out entirely on this level playing field. And the point of the game is not to vote for the least dishonorable person—or maybe it is. </li> <li>The money and final vote should go to the person who did outwit, outplay, and outlast most brilliantly. Moral standards of honor and integrity cannot and should not apply, as their place is moot within the context of this game, this world, this set of standards and rules. </li> <li>Therefore, regardless of whether you loved or hated Russell (and I, for one, loved him by the end), he should have hands-down been awarded the money and title of Sole Survivor. Not Ratalie. Because as Sue Hawk once famously said, the laws of nature require that the snake eat the rat, and the jury should allow it. </li> </ul> <p>The End. Interestingly, this question of so-called moral integrity and its place in the game will run front and center in the next edition of “Survivor,” which will pit “heroes” vs. villains. And I. Can’t. Wait! </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-63433634329320150342009-12-20T14:55:00.000-05:002009-12-21T13:41:02.300-05:00Sad-Tini<p>Who knows if the reports are true, but within the past hour, TMZ and other news sources have reported that <a href="http://www.tmz.com/2009/12/20/brittany-murphy-dies-cardiac-arrest/">Brittany Murphy, 32, is dead</a>. From <strike>drugs</strike> cardiac arrest. Between her and Lohan and a few other emaciated starlets with skin clinging to bones and eyes bugging out of their once-pretty faces, news like this doesn’t come as a complete shock, but it’s a shock nonetheless. Because, what a damn shame. Too young. Potential snuffed. Etc. I feel sorry for their moms. (Well, maybe not Dina.) </p> <p>Remember Brittany in “Clueless?” And “Drop Dead Gorgeous?” So funny. And somehow  normal and healthier than later Brittany appearances. An interview a few years ago on “Ellen” also pops into my mind, when she bantered with the host re: how young she began talking as a baby. It was some absurd age at which no child ever really learns to talk. Regardless of whether it was true, the interview made her seem relatable and down-to-earth as she spoke of her mother and grandmother and her childhood. At that young age, she was probably easily imagined as an actress, a star, when she grew up. Famous. But dead? Sigh. I can’t think of a bigger waste. </p> <p>Well, if it’s not a hoax, rest in peace, Brittany Murphy. I’ll always think of you clunking your head on the overhead light in “Clueless” and then, “rollin’ with the homeys…” </p> <p><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvl5PDJv7QU/RtDM5jCLuTI/AAAAAAAABa0/d3Jc7J3I0Po/s400/clulss.jpg" /></p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-23336817902618965162009-11-30T22:50:00.001-05:002009-11-30T22:51:50.624-05:00Out with a bangSo. . it's DECEMBER, ya'll! <div><br /></div><div>What do you have left you want to get done in 2009?</div>Andriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406170791879112136noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-65130520763825629142009-11-30T09:04:00.004-05:002009-11-30T09:09:43.074-05:00Comment Card: It's MondayCan we say OHIM for Oh Hell It's Monday? Probably so since most of our problems probably do relate to a Him. So OHIM, y'all.<br /><br />It's Monday, and I'm _______________________.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />* eating oatmeal with a fork.<br />* already behind.<br />* sleep deprived.<br />* tired of leftovers.<br />* moving to Texas in a month.<br />* going to work out like a mad woman.<br />* glad my children are back in school.Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01346160423631909264noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-10416544301060401252009-11-26T21:06:00.004-05:002009-11-26T21:18:41.915-05:00Full of ThanksHope everyone had a Happy Turkey day, counting blessings and not carbs! ;)<div>I'm a week late, but felt it appropriate to share today the list I'd been making, but just never got around to <a href="http://smartinibar.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-for-dogs.html">posting last week</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>*Midol (we won't mention the migraine I later got that wasted an entire day and then some)</div><div>*New laptop and work to do on it!</div><div>*Healthy family (not complaining that both of my kids turned into snot factories and coughing machines after adding this to the list, still very healthy in general)</div><div>*Diet Cherry Coke</div><div>*Supportive, loving family and friends - of the encouraging and understanding variety.</div><div>*the lake</div><div>*pictures</div><div>*hulu</div><div>*sunshine and cool weather</div><div>*a weekend at home</div><div>*billable hours (see #2 above)</div><div>*helpful and generally polite children</div><div>*free places to play and eat</div><div>*the Internet</div><div>*grandparents that are willing to watch dogs and kids so I can spend 2 hours staring at some <a href="http://smartinibar.blogspot.com/2009/11/twi-fug-hair-saga.html">steamy abs</a> and mesmerizing eyes on the big screen (even despite hair issues and adjusting to character/actor choices and critiquing the kissing)</div><div>*travel size perfume bottle and pump lotion that twists to lock so it doesn't get everywhere</div><div>*yummy food and quality time preparing it</div><div>*a husband that <i>suggested </i>getting up early and going out on Black Friday to get some shopping done!</div>Andriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406170791879112136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-81083064313847130912009-11-25T18:45:00.000-05:002009-11-25T18:48:07.540-05:00Let’s Discuss<p>Some of this is NSFW, but I presume most of you won’t be W-ing the next few days anyway. We have to talk about <a href="http://io9.com/5407713/the-30-most-disturbing-twilight-products/gallery/">this series of products</a>! Particularly items number… well, I’ll let you decide. </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-1608358779201733972009-11-25T09:51:00.007-05:002009-11-25T10:06:08.159-05:00taylor fugsenOnce upon a time, Taylor Momsen was cute. Pretty, even. Little J had great hair and awesome style. <br /><br />Now, I seriously feel like Ms. Momsen is morphing into a bleached-blonde, overdone cross between Lady GaGa (not a good thing) and Courtney Love (def. not a good thing).<br /><br />Case in point - here's before. So cute, even with the headband a la Blair Waldorf:<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408055764826033586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxEcNcriEJM/Sw1GEKP1jbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/V5feWOKH6rw/s320/momsen-taylor.jpg" /><br /><br />And now, here's her impression of a too-skinny Lady Gaga/Mrs. Curt Cobain:<br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408056045084720946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxEcNcriEJM/Sw1GUeStvzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/asMQ_iNaSvE/s320/213.jpg" />Honey, your hair is too blond, and it's dark outside, so sunglasses (esp those) really aren't needed. And eat something, please. You're beginning to look like a bobblehead. </p><p>I'd like the old Little J back, please...</p>tempe & chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13259304517089944303noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-45350774347724230722009-11-24T14:30:00.000-05:002009-11-24T14:42:31.337-05:00The Twi-Fug Hair Saga<p><img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" align="right" src="http://www.goshnews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/jacob-black-shirtless.jpg" width="217" height="238" />So I went on a date with my boyfriend, Edward, last night, and it was amazing. I mean, he left me for months, sending me into a deep, dark depression, yadda, yadda, and then I had to fly to Italy before he had his head permanently cracked off by a less-than-savory posse of the Italian vampires. But he came back to me eventually, and now we’re happier than ever. In the meantime, while Edward was gone, bonus! I was able to spend some quality time with my best friend Jacob and his abs. It was 108 degrees hot. </p> <p>I had a *small* issue with the wolf pack’s choice of shorts, like they were a smidge tight, or something? Not quite from this decade. But I won’t quibble. Tight shorts can’t possibly be considered a problem, considering views from both the waist down and the waist up. </p> <p>My main fashion contention is with Jasper’s hair. Why. That is my only question. Just, why. </p> <p>Viewers of the sadly short-lived ABC Family show, Beautiful People, will recall that Jackson Rathbone is supposed to look like THIS: </p> <p><img src="http://www.freewebs.com/twilightmagic12/jr.jpg" width="283" height="369" /></p> <p>Not…THIS:</p> <p><img src="http://static.newmoonmovie.org/nmm/images/jasper-hale-jackson-rathbone-hair-new-moon.jpg" width="248" height="373" /></p> <p></p> <p>I understand that Jasper is supposed to be blond, and perhaps reminiscent of a certain historical period, i.e. the Civil War. But how is a goofy blond perm okay to put on this man? It just isn’t right. He looks, in a word, ree-diculous. Stylists could have done better. Not only would they have saved Rathbone from looking like Ronald McDonald’s somber vampire cousin, but they would have upped the overall hotness factor for the Twilight franchise. Like that’s even necessary—but still. Two movies left, people. Get Jasper right. </p> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-69660548302654244352009-11-22T19:52:00.001-05:002009-11-22T21:10:42.107-05:00Fugtastic.Ya'll know those girls over at <a href="http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/">Go Fug Yourself</a>, right?<br /><br />Well, this week, we're trying on their hats and bringing you some WTFug? posts throughout the week. . .you know, in honor of Thanksgiving and all. (And if you see that connection, then Salut!, because you've had as much wine as I have tonight.)<br /><br />To get us started, I bring you a "preview" of the <i>Playgirl</i> issue we've all been waiting for.<br /><br />No.<br /><br />Not Robert Pattinson (or Taylor Lautner). But close. <a href="http://www.queerclick.com/archive/2009/11/leaked_levi_johnston_playgirl_photos.php">Levi Johnston.</a> (link possibly NSFW, but nothing crazy) <span style="font-weight: bold;">UPDATE: NSFW! Totally did not see the sidebar until Bj & Andi commented! Sorry ladies!</span><br /><br />My two cents - dude's ok, but not really <i>Playgirl</i> material. Especially his butt. I'm not hatin', I'm just sayin'.Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-3609627344167607172009-11-20T08:45:00.000-05:002009-11-20T08:58:37.804-05:00thankful<p>For…</p> <ul> <li>Five years of marriage (today!) that have been far easier to keep beautiful than I’d ever imagined. </li> <li>Two healthy, beautiful kids that are simultaneously the greatest challenge and joy of my life. </li> <li>Friends, the full range, from acquaintances to besties. You are all important. </li> <li>Modern conveniences, from the Internets to digital photography to Rain-X. They are all a wonder. </li> <li>EW magazine, the highlight of my Friday. </li> <li>Good, smart, fun TV, in spite of what the critics think. </li> <li>The music that gets us each through the day. </li> <li>Words. The ability to write them, to read them, etc. </li> <li>Sales, and the savvy imparted over a lifetime by my mother to navigate them. </li> <li>Yoga. </li> <li>Freedom.</li> <li>Faith. </li> </ul> penhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00371508831932311522noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-20562706314608353362009-11-19T23:08:00.003-05:002009-11-19T23:27:45.683-05:00It's the little things.In addition to Tempe's and Ruby's lists, for which I am also super-duper thankful because her mom is one kick-ass mo-fo, dogs f-ing rule, and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJ62_zMV-bc">Eric Northman</a> is H-O-T, I am also giving thanks for the little things in life:<br /><br />* My iPod - without which I would probably go crazy<br /><br />* Awesome friends - without which I would definitely go crazy<br /><br />* <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A6BYW8SElK4">Rafael Nadal</a> - yeah, I give up. I'm crazy anyway.<br /><br />I know this seems like a short list, but honestly, my dog, my iPod, and my friends are keeping me afloat, and that coupled with a little eye candy is all a girl really needs (not counting family, shelter, food, and water).Nikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12589815264105118278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-4186948689306708062009-11-17T15:48:00.003-05:002009-11-17T15:56:18.968-05:00giving thanks, in list formI'm thankful for:<br /><br />*My parents.<br /><br />*My husband.<br /><br />*The anti-viral drug <a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/pressRelease/idUS10540+24-Oct-2009+PRN20091024">Peramavir</a>, the drug that very likely saved my mother's life last week.<br /><br />*Hugs - from someone special - or from a random stranger that sees you need one while you're crying your eyes out in the ICU waiting room.<br /><br />*Kind nurses and doctors who treat you like people, not sicknesses or numbers on a list.<br /><br />*Good friends - for their prayers, thoughts, e-mails, text messages, food, laughter, and support.<br /><br />*Answered prayers.<br /><br />*Sweet tea.tempe & chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13259304517089944303noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-881016518585274326.post-71463832917373458702009-11-16T18:22:00.003-05:002009-11-16T18:33:50.068-05:00Thankful for: VampiresAlso, I am thankful for: New Moon's release!<br /><br />(I saw this in the window of a car at my work. How awesome is that?! And yes, that would be me in reflection.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__34ppYBs954/SwHe65nOp8I/AAAAAAAAEhg/utEZAELxQ5Y/s1600/11-04-09_1532.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__34ppYBs954/SwHe65nOp8I/AAAAAAAAEhg/utEZAELxQ5Y/s320/11-04-09_1532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404846131300444098" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Totally unrelated, can get y'all to weigh in on this conundrum?<br /><br />My local theater has a midnight showing of New Moon, but then a 11 o'clock showing on Friday morning. How lame am I if I go to the midnight show where the average age will be well below 20? Or should I just revel in the fact that I can go at 11 AM (a time when all of the midnight show-goers are in school) and be lame with women closer to my age, which is in fact <span style="font-style: italic;">not </span>20? <br /><br />What do you think?Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01346160423631909264noreply@blogger.com4