The Confusion

Just to spite my boyfriend a little, I am going to make my first post in ages about a very mundane story.

So, the BF made it to Atlanta last night and we decided to knock off a restaurant from list of places that neither of us had been to. The lucky winner... Brick Store in Decatur.

I hear about Brick Store... ALL the time. I don't drink beer but was still curious due to the never-ending chatter. So we get to Brick Store thanks to my sexy GPS navigator, Daniel (he is British and totally hot).

Anyways we get there and its packed out and all I was thinking is... It's Tuesday and we are in a recession this place must be damn good.

Then the decent amount of waiting to be seated we are all gathered together for announcement....The Brick Store's oven, store, fire, grill, etc were all broken. All they had to serve were cold sandwiches. REALLY!?! How does your entire kitchen break? And then why is the place standing room only... beer and meat on a slice of bread couldn't people get that at home?

This place must have incredible beer, I may even have to try some if they ever get their kitchen fixed.

That's my story. And yes I am lame enough to blog about a restaurant and I didn't even eat at.

The Low Point

My bossed just asked me, in the middle of a conference call, if I was sexually frustrated. Why pray tell, simply because I was twirling my hair. Again, I say Low Point.

The Shock

They are certain moments in life you just can't be prepared for, such as being robbed. Last Thursday our beautiful home was broken into. At the end of my work day, I got a frantic call from my roommate... Our house was broken into. Now we live in a nice area, but don't have an alarm system so I suppose not nice enough.

Before I took a breath all I could think about was Sukie, did they hurt her, take her, did she run away? Luckily, she was fine and my incredible roommate Amanda went into the house to find her hiding upstairs. During crises you learn where your priorities lie and possibly to a fault mine are with my dog.

All of our laptops were taken and some family heirlooms of Amanda's, jerks... Oh and one of Power 90 DVDs. But no one was hurt and the place wasn't trashed too badly. So whats done is done.

Maybe I'll just tell myself that the money they got from our stolen goods went to somebody's kids for basic needs and maybe a little Christmas joy. It doesn't justify the action, but it sounds better than it went to feed someone's drug addiction.

The Disappointment

Alright, I gave it time before writing. I was afraid of what I might say in the heat of the moment, but I was NOT happy with the movie version of Twilight. Did we learn nothing from McCain and the Republicans, play only to your base and ignore outer parties... you lose.

Twilight was not only made for 13-year-old girls. It was like it was made BY a 13-year-old girl. I can handle the melodramatic perspective, we are talking about a story based on a high school aged love affair, vampire or not everything is dramatic when you are 17. However, I am under NO circumstances OK with directors and screenwriters who think they can write the story better. Look, I don't even think as a whole the series is written all that well, but that doesn't mean you should chop up what is a story about a relationship into a series of fragmented scenes based on famous lines taken out of context and poorly formulated action sequences.

For instance, in the book Edward blocks Bella's car to sit and watch in amusement as every guy in Forks asks her to prom. In the movie this scene is blown through and loses the humor it is originally written with. Now movie adaptations will always involve cutting for time. However if you chose to include a moment from the book in the movie... FEATURE IT AS IT IS WRITTEN.

I feel better, thanks. The strangest part of this rant is despite all my frustrations with the movie and I promise this is only the tip of the iceberg. Every time I see a trailer, I want to see the movie again. So, the movie managed to appeal to the 13-year-old in me who just wants to see a gorgeous guy fall for an awkward girl and save her from danger.

The Big Moment

So I don't think, at least for the time being, it should be difficult to know what my post is about today. Yes tonight at midnight, I along with my obsessed sister and her friend Leslie, am going to see Twilight.

So tomorrow or possibly later (I will be very sleep deprived) I will let you know how it is. I admit I am a tad bit nervous. I am not playing the expectations game appropriately. I, thanks to my sister, am pretty entrenched in this series. It is difficult to not have high expectations. And I know by some of the casting choices the director has already taken some leeway with the book. We will see. I love these characters... so here's hoping.

The Onesie

The onesie in all its glory is finally in season!! For those of you who don't remember onesies also known as footsie pajamas. It is a one-piece, full-bodied suit all the way down to the feet. Target's new age name for these classic piece is "Blanket Sleepers". Not a bad description considering in essence it is like walking around in a blanket fitted to your body.



Granted, these particular night-time garments are made for those still in elementary school meaning due to my 5'8'' frame I will be buying a children's XL (Super Sexy). None the less I am thrilled by the breadth and range of this season's options. Target alone has 13 styles to chose from. Which will make choosing by far be the hardest part. Luckily there are literally 5 targets within a 5 miles radius. Meaning I am confident Ashleigh will finally get her hands on that elusive Glow-in-the-Dark space ship onesie.

The Amazement

I realize I am at least the millionth person to blog about this but I can't help it..... President Barack Obama. I'm still in shock. It's one of those things that you prepare for and talk about for such long time that when it actually happens you some how can't process the reality.

I'm thrilled, I know the US political system isn't designed for rapid and significant changes and the only times when that occurs us during times of crisis (which well face it we are close to). However, even though I am fully aware the Obama stump speeches won't magically be turned into reality overnight. I so excited that it happened at all.

Knowing that the motions happening around you will forever be a part of history is a surreal and incredible thing. I've experienced history-making moments before, but not ones I view as positive. Nov. 4, 2008 I pray, hope and believe will be a moment in history I look back on with pride and enthusiasm. I saved my GA vote sticker which I plan to keep forever and to show to my kids one day (if I ever have any). So they can take it to school with them when they do a project on the election I just lived through and voted in.