some tv talk.
28th November 2012 | uncategorized | 2 comments
GLEE.
It’s no secret that I love Glee…. except this season has been awful. Remember when they broke up every major couple we’d been rooting for over two years… and then went on a month-long hiatus? A few times I swore I’d be done with the show… but then I’d rip off one of the days on my Glee-a-day calendar and feel a twinge of longing for Rachel’s whining or Sue’s mean comments about Mr. Shue’s hair. So I went back to watching. And for the first time since Season 2, I remembered why I loved Glee.
…maybe it’s because the Glee club spent almost the whole entire episode as superheroes.
…maybe it’s because Blaine Anderson put a Warblers blazer back on and sang.. and let’s be honest, that is a great combo. Things have gone downhill since Grandpa Blaine transferred to McKinley.
…but mostly it’s probably because they ended with a nice upbeat fun(.) song.
Glee “Some Nights” performance
Moving on.
LOST.
It all started when I told Joshua that I wikipedia the ends of scary movies so I’ll always know what happens. Then it turned into this:
So here I am, a mere five days later, on episode 22 of season 1.. and I’m refusing to hit up wikipedia to see what happens. The good news is that I did look up that there are 121 episodes total… which means I have less than 100 episodes to go. And that, my friends, is optimism. Glass half full.
and I was GOING to write about Grey’s Anatomy.. and Criminal Minds.. but then I realized I couldn’t write AND watch LOST at the same time.
After I finish season 1, I might force myself to read a book before I start season 2. That seems like a smart idea.
Do you follow Glee?
Have you ever watched LOST?
What’s your favorite show?
Happy Halloween :)
31st October 2012 | 101 | 2 comments
One of my 101 things to do in 1001 days is to sew a dress, and Rhoda says my halloween costume counts.
While we were in California, I decided to do something I have never done… I bought a pair of sequins mouse ears. “I guess I’ll be Minnie Mouse for Halloween,” I told my mom to justify the $20 purchase.
As soon as I got home, the hunt for a red and white polka dot dress (at a thrift store, obviously) began. I couldn’t find anything so I decided I’d make a red tulle skirt. Then I found a red dress I figured I could add white spots to. And THEN I found this skirt. (So yes, I do have a bunch of red ribbon and tulle, plus a red dress… that I don’t know what to do with now.)
See, I’ve only used a sewing machine once before.
A couple snips and sews later and I had my Minnie Mouse dress.
(Speaking of DONE… I just plowed through my morning to-do list in 20 minutes. Patting myself on the back as I type this.)
and some Halloween thoughts from Sue Sylvester via the daily Glee calendar (which I have kept up with ALL YEAR LONG, even at camp!)
(what’s up with the parentheses? gosh)
january 2nd, 2011 – courage
2nd January 2012 | 365 | 0 comments
{2/365 courage}
i love having little tiny inside jokes with myself. this “courage” bracelet is a glee thing. the beaded bracelet stands for “clarity.” two things i need in my life. courage and clarity.
it is hard for me to be brave and courageous. i think it’s hard for all of us; we live in a society where we all want to be “discovered,” we want to be going on our merry little way and have someone stop us and say “oh my gosh you are perfect” and then our lives change. be that in terms of fame or love or friendship or whatever. we get so consumed with this idea that we forget to water the little seeds of our lives. seeds that require rejection, vulnerability, honesty… hard things to do.
i tend to feel overwhelming; if i message someone too often or too casually or too seriously, i worry that they will want nothing to do with me. so instead i stay completely silent and do not message certain people at all. and then i miss out on friendships. the idea that i’d rather not try and fail than try and fail.
but in october i decided to stop hiding behind my fear. or as hanson sings in the walk, a song i’ve been listening to quite often these days,
don’t lose yourself in your fear.
so i try to be brave. and i wear this bracelet to remind me to be brave, because really.. it’s not second nature at all.
january 1, 2012
1st January 2012 | 101, 365, everyday life, travels | 0 comments
{1/365}
what a year 2011 was. and here it’s already 2012. is it just me, or do the years seem to be passing at a quicker speed than before?
i am very excited about 2012, just like i was excited about 2011 and 2010 and 2009 before than, and 2008 before that. i’m not a resolution person, because usually i forget about them until june and by then i decide to just wait for the new year. but i did start that 101 in 1001 list. and i’ve been working on it. so check this.
#57. hold lucy and layla.
#95. buy flowers for my room once a month.
no words, just lyrics.
oh wow look at you now flowers in the window
it’s such a lovely day and i’m glad you feel the same
cause to stand up, out in the crowd
you are one in a million and i love you so
let’s watch the flowers grow
#96. take a self portrait each month.
we are having a craft evening in a few so i must round up my loads of magazine cutouts and my collage journals.
Monday, Monday…..
7th November 2011 | everyday life | 1 comment
- I auditioned for The Glee Project. No really, I did. Please click here and watch the video and “like” it on the page. And then share it with your friends.
- Today I attempted to make pink cookies. They were a massive fail, and I have a picture to prove it:
See! Not even pink! I tried to save the reddish color by attempting to turn it purple, which just looked blue, so I added green. It was just an all around fail. - This really happened:
- Yesterday we had a Glee marathon. I was late {I’m always late} and this is what happened as a result:
and then, waiting on the door when I finally arrived…
- My beloved baby Bram turned SIX! and I went to his birthday party. SIX!!!!
seems like these days with him were just yesterday….
Remember how I said that I am always late? If I don’t leave soon, I will definitely be late for Bible study. But I came to Starbucks to write this, and it’s been so long since I’ve been in a Starbucks writing and thinking. It feels good. - My beloved baby Bram turned SIX! and I went to his birthday party. SIX!!!!
31 Days of Song {5/31} – You Shook Me All Night Long
5th October 2011 | 31 days of song | 0 comments
Okay FIRST. I would just like to say that I do not want to wait until NOVEMBER for a new Glee episode. Hello, October just began! SECOND. At first I kind of thought last night’s episode of Glee was ho-hum… except the last five minutes. It gets so hard to open up and share about having OCD when people think of it as funny or amusing, like in Monk… when it is really something that affects not just me but people around me and can sometimes feel like a prison in my own mind. So many times I have knelt next to my bed and prayed for help, relief, healing, restoration or even just a small break from my OCD. Needless to say, my eyes got a little leaky.
THIRD. I think Darren Criss is the loveliest boy alive, and I loved this:
I know it was the work of writers, but it came out of the mouth of Darren Criss and I just sat there in my pajamas holding back the urge to hug the TV. Because the TV is right by our front windows and our neighborhood is snoopy.
Moving on…
** I copy/pasted this from my wordpress.com blog. **
Song #5: You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC (youtube)
Before I write anything, I must give you a visual. This story takes place when I was a little tiny person of four years old. Here is a picture of me around that time.
little me.
My dad’s favorite band used to be AC/DC. If I couldn’t sleep, my dad would drive me around the neighborhood and put some AC/DC on the radio to get me to sleep. I became familiar with the tunes and decided that You Shook Me All Night Long was the best song.
One day, I stopped loving the song.
Not for reasons of my own, but from outside pressures. From adults. Adults never understand.
My mom dropped me off at daycare one day. I was doing my 4-year-old thing, and suddenly had the urge to break into song. So of course I started singing my favorite song, which says..
She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I’d ever seen
One of the daycare teachers heard this.
And promptly washed my mouth out with soap.
The only time I’ve ever had my mouth washed out with soap.
You’d think that it taught me to watch my mouth around adults, but it didn’t. A few years later in first grade I got in trouble for making a boy cry when he asked me on a date and I screamed across the playground “I would never go on a f***ing date with you ever!!!!”
Hello my name is Stephanie and my rebellious years happened between the ages of 4 and 7.
