I bought a new treadmill on Wednesday night. I used Craigslist too! It’s my first Craigslist purchase and it went very well. I started treading last night and it worked really nicely. WWH even got on and ran a mile. I was jealous! It will be some time before I am actually running!
After we moved that monster treadmill into our house, we watched a movie called Hot Rod and then called it a night. I will review the movie below.
This weekend I will be a snowmobile widow again. WWH and his two buddies are going up north (Northern Wisconsin) this weekend, probably the last hoorah for snowmobiling in the state. I don’t have any plans either. I would like to start working on my photo album from the wedding. It being almost a YEAR later, it’s probably time to start.
Speaking of our wedding, I made reservations to rent the cabin we honeymooned in for the weekend of April 25th to celebrate our 1st anniversary. We were going to take another week off but with WWH taking a new job, he doesn’t have any vacation time yet. We made arrangements for our cake lady to make us a mini cake and we’ll take that with us!
But first up is WWH’s birthday! We are going mini-bowling, or duckpin bowling. It’s mini-lanes (short) mini-balls, no ugly shoes, real live pinsetters, it’s really a good time. All of WWH’s family and friends are coming to the 2nd annual event. That’s next weekend so I am trying to finalize the guest list so I know how many people are coming. There are only 4 lanes, and we can fit 6 on a lane, so there are usually around 30 of us, some bowl, some watch, but all of us have a great time. I will try to take some pictures this year!
Have a great weekend!
Movie Review:
Hot Rod: This is totally a “guy” movie. If you know a guy that when he was younger, spent any time on a dirtbike, making ramps in the back yard, or spent any time worshiping Evel Knievel, then they will love this movie. It’s only about 1 hour and 20 minutes long so I suffered through it with ease. It did have some funny crash scenes that made me laugh pretty hard.
The premise is this: A young man named Rod, thinks his dad was Evel Knievel’s stunt man. It was his dad that made all of Evel’s jumps BEFORE Evel came in, made the jump and got all the glory. A ridiculous premise but we are not talking oscar-winning here, just go with it. I won't spoil the possible laughs, but his choice of ride is very humorous!
Anyway, this young man needs to earn some money for his step-dad’s heart transplant operation and comes up with the idea of jumping a bunch of buses to raise the money.
The movie surprised me. I thought I would be suffering the whole time but it had me laughing and I didn’t go into it with many expectations so I did alright.
2.5 out of 5
Friday, March 7, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
The Spitting Dentist Remembered
Today on my itunes: Various. I took my playlist and hit shuffle. I’ve heard stuff today that I haven’t heard since I loaded it on my computer almost 4 years ago. It’s been fun! Right now it’s Flogging Molly.
Today at work, during my “allowed” down time, I caught up on my blog reading. It’s really too bad it is only Wednesday because I will be hard-pressed for things to do to keep me busy by Friday.
Anyway, I thought Elle’s entry from yesterday was amusing and it reminded me of my own dentist story.
I don’t like going to the dentist because one of the hygienists that I get is EXACTLY the same way as in Elle's story. No matter how great my teeth look, she alway comes with the negativity. But the funny story is really about my old dentist. At one point we had a dentist that spit while he talked to you – with your mouth wide open! He’s since retired to Arizona – good riddance with all the spitting! This guy had a few bad faults that I really didn’t ever notice until I referred a friend to him and he complained to me one night. The next time I went in I was disgusted at his habits and was horrified at the thought that I had missed it all for so long! Did I miss it all this time? I had a hard time believing that I - Me would've missed something so disgusting. Maybe my mind blocked it out? I may never know. Another bad habit would be when he would go out for a smoke right before the Hygienist was ready to have him check after a cleaning. Then with NO mask, come in and do a quick exam on you. NO MASK! I’m a smoker and it bothered me!
Along with the spitting dentist, his girlfriend, a hygienist named Kitty (yes, I said Kitty) was a buxom, blonde girl that when she smiled her whole face was teeth. Perfect, huge, white, teeth. I wonder what she had to do to get those teeth, how many times....oh never mind, it's too horrible to even think about! She was at least 10-15 years younger than him, clearly a 2nd wife candidate, and frankly he was no looker, so I never understood the attraction. I wasn't keen on her at first, she bent down at the waist to talk to me (I’m only 5’2”, she was around 5’ 6” – no giant mind you) like I was a little child. I thought she was very condescending but she was like that with everyone and over time you realized that she was actually being very genuine. Also, she didn’t bitch at me about flossing but would actually tell me things like (in a very sing-song voice) “Oh! Joni! You are brushing so much better this time”. She always talked like that, always with the smile, and always surprised by everything. The friend whom I referred, called her Miss Kitty, a perfect name for her – a combo of a stripper and a kindergarten teacher.
Before I knew the two of them (The Dentist and Miss Kitty) were an item I went off on the dentist to Miss Kitty for his bad habits and the very next time he did an exam on me, he was wearing a mask! I told my friend this and he laughed and laughed and told me that the two of them were engaged! Always me and my big mouth! I couldn't have been the ONLY person to have said something - could I have been?
Now that they’ve moved, I kind of miss them. Not the spitting or the huge, white, teeth of course, but the fact that they knew me so well. And they knew that I was terrified of pain and did everything I needed so that I wouldn’t feel any pain, and usually didn’t charge “extra” for it.
My new dentists are okay. (It took TWO guys to replace the one spitter) They are both young, and a bit cocky for my taste. I had a cavity filled a few months ago and got the bill and saw a double charge for “extra” numbing agent. Why should I get charged “extra” when I can still feel pain? Is there such a thing as “extra”? If I feel pain then it’s NOT ENOUGH right? There is no such thing as "extra" is there? I should ask them that the next time I go in.
Did I use enough quotes for you this time? Here’s an “extra”! HA!
Today is payday and date-night. Nothing special planned for tonight, but maybe another movie, which means I will review it tomorrow.
Enjoy the day.
Today at work, during my “allowed” down time, I caught up on my blog reading. It’s really too bad it is only Wednesday because I will be hard-pressed for things to do to keep me busy by Friday.
Anyway, I thought Elle’s entry from yesterday was amusing and it reminded me of my own dentist story.
I don’t like going to the dentist because one of the hygienists that I get is EXACTLY the same way as in Elle's story. No matter how great my teeth look, she alway comes with the negativity. But the funny story is really about my old dentist. At one point we had a dentist that spit while he talked to you – with your mouth wide open! He’s since retired to Arizona – good riddance with all the spitting! This guy had a few bad faults that I really didn’t ever notice until I referred a friend to him and he complained to me one night. The next time I went in I was disgusted at his habits and was horrified at the thought that I had missed it all for so long! Did I miss it all this time? I had a hard time believing that I - Me would've missed something so disgusting. Maybe my mind blocked it out? I may never know. Another bad habit would be when he would go out for a smoke right before the Hygienist was ready to have him check after a cleaning. Then with NO mask, come in and do a quick exam on you. NO MASK! I’m a smoker and it bothered me!
Along with the spitting dentist, his girlfriend, a hygienist named Kitty (yes, I said Kitty) was a buxom, blonde girl that when she smiled her whole face was teeth. Perfect, huge, white, teeth. I wonder what she had to do to get those teeth, how many times....oh never mind, it's too horrible to even think about! She was at least 10-15 years younger than him, clearly a 2nd wife candidate, and frankly he was no looker, so I never understood the attraction. I wasn't keen on her at first, she bent down at the waist to talk to me (I’m only 5’2”, she was around 5’ 6” – no giant mind you) like I was a little child. I thought she was very condescending but she was like that with everyone and over time you realized that she was actually being very genuine. Also, she didn’t bitch at me about flossing but would actually tell me things like (in a very sing-song voice) “Oh! Joni! You are brushing so much better this time”. She always talked like that, always with the smile, and always surprised by everything. The friend whom I referred, called her Miss Kitty, a perfect name for her – a combo of a stripper and a kindergarten teacher.
Before I knew the two of them (The Dentist and Miss Kitty) were an item I went off on the dentist to Miss Kitty for his bad habits and the very next time he did an exam on me, he was wearing a mask! I told my friend this and he laughed and laughed and told me that the two of them were engaged! Always me and my big mouth! I couldn't have been the ONLY person to have said something - could I have been?
Now that they’ve moved, I kind of miss them. Not the spitting or the huge, white, teeth of course, but the fact that they knew me so well. And they knew that I was terrified of pain and did everything I needed so that I wouldn’t feel any pain, and usually didn’t charge “extra” for it.
My new dentists are okay. (It took TWO guys to replace the one spitter) They are both young, and a bit cocky for my taste. I had a cavity filled a few months ago and got the bill and saw a double charge for “extra” numbing agent. Why should I get charged “extra” when I can still feel pain? Is there such a thing as “extra”? If I feel pain then it’s NOT ENOUGH right? There is no such thing as "extra" is there? I should ask them that the next time I go in.
Did I use enough quotes for you this time? Here’s an “extra”! HA!
Today is payday and date-night. Nothing special planned for tonight, but maybe another movie, which means I will review it tomorrow.
Enjoy the day.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Goodbye to Brett Favre
Bye Bye Brett....it's like saying goodbye to an old friend...
Brett Favre, after 17 seasons (WOW!) is calling it quits. I'm happy for him, sad for our team. The Green Bay Packers have seen some incredible highs and lows. Brett's been part of them both. But he's always been there.
It will be very strange next year to watch a Packer game without him. I was priveledged to watch Brett play in two playoff games (at Lambeau Field) the year we went to the Super Bowl. The tickets were super pricey but worth every penny to watch him play.
The man was amazing, on and off the field. He's stumbled a bit - who hasn't - but all-in-all a player and a man that should be proud to be a role model.
Thank you for the best football memories a girl could have!
Monday, March 3, 2008
Mondays Suck (In General)
They really do.
Weekend Recap:
We had talked about going out to eat on Friday night but neither of us (read: me) felt like going anywhere. So we just hung out and watched a movie. (Reviews Following). Saturday, I went to get my hair cut and even treated myself to a manicure. Exciting - I know, but hey, it's a treat for me!
Also on Saturday, WWH tried (again) to go snowmobiling but his riding buddy's sled didn't want to cooperate. "One bolt", was what I was told when he came home only 2 short hours after leaving the house. Apparently a bolt that does something pretty darn important was missing and when they tried to replace it, nothing worked and after futile efforts, the ride was called off. He was pouting hard-core so I took him out to get a bar burger and to try to cheer him up. I was amazed at how many people were in our neighborhood tap at 3:30pm on a Saturday afternoon. And these were not young people, these people were OUR age, and drunk! I saw one 45+ year old lift her shirt. I couldn't help it, I had to squinch up my face with disgust - No one wants to see your 45+ year old boobies deary! Keep 'em to yourself please! Another movie followed.
Sunday we went out with Ma and Pa Keller to our local IHOP, that was an experience. Not that the food or service was bad - both where what I expected. But Ma and Pa went west to their IHOP and we went east to our IHOP! Thank goodness Ma figured it out and called us and they met us at our IHOP.
Then we went home and WWH chopped away at our ice skating rink (a.k.a. Our Driveway) and I finished some laundry and kept looking at my nails all day. Why can't I do that to my own nails? How much is manicurist school anyway? Maybe I could start a whole new career.....wait, they work Saturday's right....Nahhhhhh.
We watched the third movie in the afternoon and just relaxed.
Movie Reviews:
Feast of Love
I had never heard of this movie but it had Morgan Freeman and Greg Kinear in it so I thought it had to be at least tolerable. I was relieved to find out that it was a wonderful movie. A good message about LOVE. Awwwww...yes, it had some super sappy parts but I thought it was well worth the watch. WWH really liked it too!
3.5 out of 5 (I need to come up with some sort of symbol for this rating system).
We Own the Night
Anything with Mark Wahlberg and I'm all over it! I love that man! Anyway, back to the movie. Also starring Joaquin Phoenix and Eva Mendes, it's a story about 2 brothers - one is a night club manager and the other a cop. It was predictable where this was going - the night club owner (Joaquin) gets a warning from his cop brother (Marky Mark) that drug deals are going down and would he help out the cops by doing some informing. Also starring in this movie is Robert Duvall as the father of both boys and also the Deputy Chief. WWH liked it but I thought it was predictable and kind of boring save for the eye candy to look at.
2 out of 5
25th Hour
All the right actors for a fun movie viewing experience: Edward Norton and Philip Seymour Hoffman. Them there are some righteous acting chops. But no such luck on the movie. It wasn't horrible but there wasn't much there of any substance. It was directed/produced by Spike Lee and it should have been written by Mr. Lee as well. In the middle of the movie the lead actor (Edward) goes into this tirade that levels shots at all minorities, except of course the Irish, which is supposed to be one of. I think it was trying to be Spike Lee film but fell very short.
1.5 out of 5
Weekend Recap:
We had talked about going out to eat on Friday night but neither of us (read: me) felt like going anywhere. So we just hung out and watched a movie. (Reviews Following). Saturday, I went to get my hair cut and even treated myself to a manicure. Exciting - I know, but hey, it's a treat for me!
Also on Saturday, WWH tried (again) to go snowmobiling but his riding buddy's sled didn't want to cooperate. "One bolt", was what I was told when he came home only 2 short hours after leaving the house. Apparently a bolt that does something pretty darn important was missing and when they tried to replace it, nothing worked and after futile efforts, the ride was called off. He was pouting hard-core so I took him out to get a bar burger and to try to cheer him up. I was amazed at how many people were in our neighborhood tap at 3:30pm on a Saturday afternoon. And these were not young people, these people were OUR age, and drunk! I saw one 45+ year old lift her shirt. I couldn't help it, I had to squinch up my face with disgust - No one wants to see your 45+ year old boobies deary! Keep 'em to yourself please! Another movie followed.
Sunday we went out with Ma and Pa Keller to our local IHOP, that was an experience. Not that the food or service was bad - both where what I expected. But Ma and Pa went west to their IHOP and we went east to our IHOP! Thank goodness Ma figured it out and called us and they met us at our IHOP.
Then we went home and WWH chopped away at our ice skating rink (a.k.a. Our Driveway) and I finished some laundry and kept looking at my nails all day. Why can't I do that to my own nails? How much is manicurist school anyway? Maybe I could start a whole new career.....wait, they work Saturday's right....Nahhhhhh.
We watched the third movie in the afternoon and just relaxed.
Movie Reviews:
Feast of Love
I had never heard of this movie but it had Morgan Freeman and Greg Kinear in it so I thought it had to be at least tolerable. I was relieved to find out that it was a wonderful movie. A good message about LOVE. Awwwww...yes, it had some super sappy parts but I thought it was well worth the watch. WWH really liked it too!
3.5 out of 5 (I need to come up with some sort of symbol for this rating system).
We Own the Night
Anything with Mark Wahlberg and I'm all over it! I love that man! Anyway, back to the movie. Also starring Joaquin Phoenix and Eva Mendes, it's a story about 2 brothers - one is a night club manager and the other a cop. It was predictable where this was going - the night club owner (Joaquin) gets a warning from his cop brother (Marky Mark) that drug deals are going down and would he help out the cops by doing some informing. Also starring in this movie is Robert Duvall as the father of both boys and also the Deputy Chief. WWH liked it but I thought it was predictable and kind of boring save for the eye candy to look at.
2 out of 5
25th Hour
All the right actors for a fun movie viewing experience: Edward Norton and Philip Seymour Hoffman. Them there are some righteous acting chops. But no such luck on the movie. It wasn't horrible but there wasn't much there of any substance. It was directed/produced by Spike Lee and it should have been written by Mr. Lee as well. In the middle of the movie the lead actor (Edward) goes into this tirade that levels shots at all minorities, except of course the Irish, which is supposed to be one of. I think it was trying to be Spike Lee film but fell very short.
1.5 out of 5
Friday, February 29, 2008
Leap Day - What are you going to do with it?
It's supposed to be a "free" day today. "Only comes around once every 4 years!" I've never known why we had a Leap Year, I've never really cared. But for some reason I've been hearing and reading a lot about it being a "free" day. Huh? It's not free! I'm still at work, I'm still responsible for everything I would do on a "regular" day.
It IS a regular day!
So, since I'm more aware of this day than in years past, I took the time to look it up and it was just as I figured, a way for us to stay in alignment with the earth's revolutions around the sun.
So why does that make it a free day?
I dunno but I'm in a blue mood today so I will jump on the band-wagon and try to do something different today.
But like what?
I heard on the news that people are actually suggesting you used this day to "clean up your clutter", or other domestic things like that. I find that b-o-r-i-n-g! If we are going to make this day special, you have to come up with something better than cleaning!
Maybe I should be doing something I've never done before? That's not exactly possible - I can't jump out of a plane today, now can I? Not in Wisconsin anyway, it's snowing, but what's new?
So what WILL I do? Probably nothing "special" or out of the ordinary but I will try to at least enjoy the day that only comes around every 4 years.
It IS a regular day!
So, since I'm more aware of this day than in years past, I took the time to look it up and it was just as I figured, a way for us to stay in alignment with the earth's revolutions around the sun.
So why does that make it a free day?
I dunno but I'm in a blue mood today so I will jump on the band-wagon and try to do something different today.
But like what?
I heard on the news that people are actually suggesting you used this day to "clean up your clutter", or other domestic things like that. I find that b-o-r-i-n-g! If we are going to make this day special, you have to come up with something better than cleaning!
Maybe I should be doing something I've never done before? That's not exactly possible - I can't jump out of a plane today, now can I? Not in Wisconsin anyway, it's snowing, but what's new?
So what WILL I do? Probably nothing "special" or out of the ordinary but I will try to at least enjoy the day that only comes around every 4 years.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
A New Beginning
I'm starting over today. I had another blog but unfortunately, I was keepin it a little TOO real for some of my family. I feared the judgment that came with telling people how you really felt about something. I wish I didn't care. But I do.
So I decided to just start over. I like to write and I'm going to keep this little blog to myself. For me. Something just for me! If you read, great - if not, who cares! O.K. I do, but seriously it all comes out here. No holding back.
First of all let me tell you ("you" meaning whoever) what is bothering me today:
Treading Lightly
My friend was going to let me borrow her treadmill. Granted we talked about it a month ago, but I did bring it up two weekends ago, just to be sure she knew I was still interested. But yesterday I found out that she borrowed it to someone else! Without even calling me? What's that about? She sent me an email saying "Since I didn't hear anything from you for a while..." Blah, Blah, Blah. First of all, it's only been 4 weeks. I can't move the thing myself, WWH (Wonderful Welder Husband) has to help me and it's SNOWMOBILE Season! I can't get the guy to do anything during this time. We've had record snow! The temps have either been bitter cold or raining, so moving anything large isn't really prudent. I guess what bothers me the most is the fact that she just thinks I was blowing smoke, that I wasn't ever going to come and get the machine so when someone else expressed a need, she just gave up on me and didn't even bother to call. This person she gave it to may need it more than me - maybe so - but still it's not something I expect from a good friend.
When she emailed me yesterday, I just said "Well, I did bring it up but maybe you didn't hear me". Why didn't I say something else, like "Why wouldn't you pick up the phone and call me first?" I have this fear of confronting people who do me wrong. I let it build and build and build and then someday way down the road, she will ask me to pass the potatoes and I will snap! :)
How do I handle this now? Because I didn't say anything to her right away do I have to let it go? What are your thoughts?
So I decided to just start over. I like to write and I'm going to keep this little blog to myself. For me. Something just for me! If you read, great - if not, who cares! O.K. I do, but seriously it all comes out here. No holding back.
First of all let me tell you ("you" meaning whoever) what is bothering me today:
Treading Lightly
My friend was going to let me borrow her treadmill. Granted we talked about it a month ago, but I did bring it up two weekends ago, just to be sure she knew I was still interested. But yesterday I found out that she borrowed it to someone else! Without even calling me? What's that about? She sent me an email saying "Since I didn't hear anything from you for a while..." Blah, Blah, Blah. First of all, it's only been 4 weeks. I can't move the thing myself, WWH (Wonderful Welder Husband) has to help me and it's SNOWMOBILE Season! I can't get the guy to do anything during this time. We've had record snow! The temps have either been bitter cold or raining, so moving anything large isn't really prudent. I guess what bothers me the most is the fact that she just thinks I was blowing smoke, that I wasn't ever going to come and get the machine so when someone else expressed a need, she just gave up on me and didn't even bother to call. This person she gave it to may need it more than me - maybe so - but still it's not something I expect from a good friend.
When she emailed me yesterday, I just said "Well, I did bring it up but maybe you didn't hear me". Why didn't I say something else, like "Why wouldn't you pick up the phone and call me first?" I have this fear of confronting people who do me wrong. I let it build and build and build and then someday way down the road, she will ask me to pass the potatoes and I will snap! :)
How do I handle this now? Because I didn't say anything to her right away do I have to let it go? What are your thoughts?
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