Thanks!
recently a friend told me i was a pessimist. who, me? whatever.
so i bring you positive things about being home with a cold:
1. wearing comfy jammies and ratty slippers
2. chocolate peanut butter shakes
3. watching crap movies, guilt free (dirty love)
4. not having to go outside when it is freezing
see, skippy? i can find the good in things.
from the salt lake tribune:
Eagle Mountain moves to name City Hall in honor of former mayor
“Anyone [who] will do the math will recognize that Kelvin Bailey was the best thing that ever happened to Eagle Mountain.”
what the hell are they putting in the water out there? explain to me how they managed to forget the fact that bailey is a big fat lier? i guess all you have to do around here for some recognition is fake your own kidnapping. bailey reportedly confessed to inventing the kidnapping due to his “struggling with the stresses of his responsibilities as mayor”. ok cool, let’s name a city building after you. who cares you faced misdemeanor charges of filing false police reports. no biggie. let’s congratulate you, and eat cake.
i have been thirty for a month now. it has settled in, not well i might add. it’s a done deal, nothing i can do about it. trust me, i tried. convincing my mother i really wasn’t born in 75 proved not only difficult but impossible.
so, i reflect. my life isn’t exactly where i thought it would be at 30. remember in our early twenties, if anyone 30 or older came to our parties we laughed inside at them, and sometimes outside as well? well i am that girl. i thought i would be attempting adulthood at this age. finished with school, knowing what i wanted to be when i grew up. well guess what, i am grown. still not finished with school. not living in the burbs with 1.5 children, which i might point out i am very happy about but still…..you just kind of expected your life to be there at 30. i have been lucky, i am healthy (relatively) and have amazing friends and pseudo sisters whom i love and adore–and quite honestly coffee club with them is more satisfying than burb life could ever be!
they say 30 is the new 20, if this is true then i am right on track. that would mean this is not a mid-life crisis blog but a rant….riiight?
for the sake of curiosity….is there anyone besides my aimee reading this blog?
i have a bit of a cold– at first i thought it was seasonal depression, the winter blah’s. which i think we are all suffering from this week. anyway, i hate having the sniffles. purple magic juice is the only cure. who needs a hot toddy– add a little vodka and voila…the best of both worlds!!! 
i just saw this online. how can i not read it?! i am totally stopping by b&n on my way home. so much for my real evening plans.
playground: a childhood lost inside the playboy mansion.
Saginor grew up in Los Angeles during the 1970s and 1980s in the most unusual of places: the Playboy Mansion. Saginor’s father was Hugh Hefner’s personal doctor and, after his divorce from Saginor’s mother, spent much of his time at the mansion surrounded by other powerful men and scores of Playmates. It was in this environment that Saginor and her sister, Savannah, got their first impressions of sex and how men and women relate to each other. Their mother tried to curtail the girls’ visits, but when she entered high school, Saginor demanded to live with her father and found herself thoroughly swept into a world where sex and drugs abounded and a typical evening was spent at the club with her father and a gaggle of Playmates. Unable to find the unconditional love she craved with her father, Saginor fell in love with Hef’s mercurial girlfriend, Kendall. Saginor is obviously still processing her dysfunctional childhood, which leaves the memoir feeling inconclusive at the end, but the ride is never anything less than engaging.
detailed interview here.
Jake Gyllenhaal’s urge
December 7, 2005, 4:50:05
Jake Gyllenhaal urges his sister to do onscreen sex scenes. The actor, whose sibling, Maggie Gyllenhaal starred in steamy movie ‘The Secretary’, has confessed although he cringes when he sees her nude in a movie, he thinks it is empowering for a woman to strip for the camera.
When asked how he feels about seeing his sister in a naked scene, Jake confessed: “It’s great
ummm…..okaaay, that isn’t at all fucked up right?! jakey-pooh, you have lost points with me. sure, i wouldn’t kick you out of bed but i would stop and wonder exactly whose face you were picturing!!
baby jesus has gone missing, again. while i don’t have a nativity set in my home i would hope that someday if i did people wouldn’t steal my jesus. but whatever. jesus has been stolen. i can’t decide if it is funny or just plain pathetic. actual opinion to be formed at a later date.
Pastor’s nativity scene vandalized in Draper. (KUTV) DRAPER Police are investigating the vandalizing of a Christmas nativity scene in Draper. The interesting thing is, this attack seemed to be by people who knew about Jesus, and wanted to twist the Christmas message. The nativity scene is now back together in front of the home of Pastor Harry Berg and his family. Pastor Berg leads a church in Draper and feels the vandals attacked his home in a way that could be an attack on his religion.
for full story see here.
it’s cold. i don’t want to leave the house. let this be a lesson to grocery shop before it snows. re-runs of gilmore girls to keep me warm.
Brad Pitt Seeks To Adopt Angelina’s Kids
According to Brad’s publicist, the star filed a legal petition in Los Angeles on Friday seeking to change the names of the children to Zahara Jolie-Pitt and Maddox Jolie-Pitt. “We are confirming that Brad Pitt is in the process of becoming the adoptive father of both children,” the publicist said in a statement. “No further comment is being made.”
brad you can be my daddy anytime, even in that hideous marley-esque hat!!