DSC_2892

Contact

I love hearing from readers, not as much as I love wine, but a VERY close second!

Thanks!

wax off, goodbye mr. miyagi


LOS ANGELES, California (AP) — Actor Pat Morita, whose portrayal of the wise and dry-witted Mr. Miyagi in “The Karate Kid” earned him an Oscar nomination, has died. He was 73.

read here

1984. mr. miyagi. the memories. i am little sarah sitting with my brothers in the basement of my parents house watching the karate kid over and over…. dressed in our made up versions of dojo friendly clothes. i refused to believe there was not a pink belt involved in this sport. this being the obvious reason i chose not to take karate lessons when my brothers did, well that and my mothers refusal to call me sarah-san!

“forever my sensei…”


no turkey pardons here!!

turkey? bring it on. while dining on dead animal is usually not my thaaaang…..thanksgiving is an exception. a giant golden brown exception.
i love it all!! sweet potatoes. cranberry sauce. pecan pie. just not that icky jello salad my grandma always insists i like—i sneak in and throw it away when she isn’t looking. shhhhhh, deny deny deny. i eat enough in one day to last months. why do you think i am not hungry until easter?

this year will be a little different, well a LOT different. we are eating at my
parents. which means i have been playing housewife today. barefoot in the kitchen. the only thing missing is the hidden whiskey bottle—sigh. i have a new found respect for all those who slave for days preparing dinner. three hours and i am spent. exhausted. ready for nightcap, book, and tubby.

happy thanksgiving everyone!!! enjoy that dead bird for friday shall be tofu!

ten men who govern my heart

frank sinatra
johnny cash
lou reed
jd salinger
zooey glass
owen wilson
john cusak
my grandfather, grant
my nephew, carter grant

the other shall remain nameless, he knows who he is.

dumb as a doorknob

During his recent trip to Beijing. Dubya tried to exit through a locked door. Realizing his mistake he made a “mock” grimace. After an aide showed him the way out he joked, “I was trying to escape.” “It didn’t work.”

a mock grimace? isn’t this how he always looks?

corpse newlywed


dear jessica–

the proactiv skin care system you currently endorse makes you look creepy–with further use you are guaranteed the female lead in the next tim burton movie. no wonder nick looks scared. please discontinue use and dispose of product immediately.

regards,
sarah

byu blunders

my favorite part of today’s game was the end, when byu didn’t win!!!

during the zions post game interview when questioned about ratliff a byu player asked who that was. while i am no expert, i would think that knowing the other teams starting quarterback might just be an important detail.

cash'n in


johnny cash. one of the few, if not only things i have in common with the menfolk in my family. we love him, always have. the day he died my grandfather called me near tears to pass on the heartbreaking news. to my family his passing was tragic, we lost a member of our own clan.

where i come from a truck has a few essential items–a worn johnny cash tape, beef jerkey, and day old coffee. some of my earliest memories consist of driving the countryside with my grandpa listening to johhny songs. trying to please him i learned the words so i could sing along. he would look at me with pure delight. this, is why i love johnny.

the point? today is the long awaited day to see “walk the line”. finally.
i must see it tonight! i also have a date with the most amazing man i know, my grandfather, to see it over thanksgiving.

wootwoo!!

apparently when you look this hot you can have an exclusive men’s
magazine honor you with the title of “woman of the year”. i am a fan despite the rachel do. i met her at sundance two years ago and not only is she beautiful but humorous– especially when someone (read me) accidently made fun of her within earshot. oops!

see here.

for tits and giggles


we know. we saw your home video.

i admit this is a funny shirt. however, i think my t-shirt idea beats this hands down.

for those that don’t remember:
support the cause, well…my cause.
invest in my chest. catchy isn’t it? sometimes i think i am brilliant. this being one of those times. if all y’all saved those nickels and dimes we could send me to the plastic surgeon in no time. just think you will own a percentage of my chest–you lucky people. isn’t it time we all did our part? the best part is you can now donate to my boob job here. click the donate button on the sidebar of my blog. pretty please, in pink???

god help texas

well folks it is that time of year again. no, not thanksgiving. better.
people magazine recently announced this years sexiest man alive pick.
matthew mcconaughey.

leaving texas responsible for producing the stupidest man alive AND the
sexiest man alive. hmmm….

**disclaimer: this blog entry may be biased as i abhor bush and adore mcconaughey.