Showing posts with label tv. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tv. Show all posts

My Heart is Full

Yesterday marked the end of the most incredible girls' trip imaginable.  I will post all about my time in San Francisco with Micaela, Marianne, and Jessie tomorrow; for now, I'm running off to work from the nonprofit office today.

And so I leave you with some Monday man candy.  Thanks to my friend Cari, who is responsible for my obsession with Tim Riggins as well, I can't stop thinking about Jax Teller:



JAX IN A MANBUN.


Suffice to say, the four of us indulged in some Sons of Anarchy-watchin', beer-drinkin', lustful-fantasizin' about good ol' Jax.  Have any of you seen Sons of Anarchy?  I'm totally willing to get past the violence in order to see this man walk around like the ultimate good-hearted bad ass in a bullet proof vest.

Trip update tomorrow!

Link up with Leeann:

I may never get married

because I don't think I'll be satisfied with any potential suitor unless he is exactly like Adam Braverman (aka Peter Krause):


My crush began with Peter Krause as Nate on Six Feet Under, and has grown exponentially now that I know him as Adam Braverman from Parenthood.  Is it sick that I feel like I actually know him?  And it's not just cause he looks so much like the last guy I dated.  

I know I've mentioned Parenthood before, and therefore shouldn't harp on it, but seriously . . . it is so good.

Link up with Leeann!

Wine & Love!

I'm not one for excessive linkups but this one was too hard to pass up.  I spotted it today on my friend Meredith's blog, Thank You Ma'am (do you read her blog?  If not, you should hop on over there and follow her.  We were paired as swap partners and now her blog is one of my favorites.  She's finishing law school and getting married all in the next four months, and she's a southern girl, too!).  So link up with Nora if you want to play along and tell us what has you reachin' for the wine bottle & what you're loving!


from / I really want a set of the glasses on the right--pretty!

What's Got Me Reachin' for the Bottle:
*The punk kid who said "that's hella gay" in my 2nd period class and then when I reprimanded him, replied "you're hella f---ed up."  Level 3 referral before I'm done with coffee = no good.

*Final exams for seniors next week.  I haven't written my finals.  That's all.

*Needing a job and a roommate by July 1st.  Just a lil too much pressure for this girl.  Ohhhhh Saturn Returns, you're killin' me.  

*My apartment looks like it has been ransacked by burglars (incidentally, "burglar" is one of the funniest words in the English language).

*Jillian Michaels and Level 2 of the 30 Day Shred.  And every time she says "Don't phone it in."

*My mama's turning 50 in a couple weeks and she lives all the way across the country.  Would that I had the time (off) and money to go home to Georgia and celebrate with her!

What I'm Loving:
*Balboa's graduation is May 26th.  The freedom of summer is a'callin.

*Summer, my cousin Jennifer, Micaela, Marianne, and Jessie are all coming to visit in the next month and a half!

*I recently got a necklace in the mail from a Love & Victory giveaway that I won on Cup of Jo!  Can you believe I won a Cup of Jo giveaway??  It's basically impossible!  This is the necklace:

(it's the LOVE one.  Thank you Love & Victory and Joanna!)

*Speaking of giveaways, I am loving Bianca of justbedesigns and the giveaway she is sponsoring on my blog!  If you haven't entered yet, please do so here.  The choices are incredible!

*The show Parenthood.  I'm totally hooked.  Have any of you seen it?

Let me know if you link up so I can check out your post.  In any case, I hope your "loving" list is longer than your "reaching for the wine bottle" list!  Happy almost-Friday. :)

Kids Growin' Up Too Fast

And no, I'm not talking about teen pregnancy.  But speaking of which, we might have to talk about Teen Mom 2 soon.  I never thought I'd fall quite that low in my television habits, but it turns out working 60 hours a week makes you want to come home and do all kinds of crazy things (drink 40's of Blue Moon, watch Teen Mom 2, spend your remaining hours in a snuggie).  None of my friends are classless enough to watch Teen Mom 2, so I might need to call on some of you to discuss some things with (Jenelle is a monster beyotch who raises my blood pressure, Kailyn's baby is fugly, and please let baby Ali be okay!).


In any case, today is a very special day.  It is the first birthday of my favorite little person:

sweet Judebug

I know it's a little blurry, but it's the cutest picture ever so it's the one I had to share.  Jude Freitag is the most shining example of humankind.  He's cuddly, handsome, he never cries, and well, he's pretty much the dreamiest guy around.  I can't wait to celebrate with him!  And I'm also in denial that he is a whole year old.  Geez Louise.

And speaking of kids growing up too fast, check out this pic that Marianne sent me of my favorite celebritot:

Oh Suri and your pink Uggs.  
Please tell me that's hot chocolate in your Starbucks cup!

My love for Suri Cruise might be unexplainable, but it's steadfast.  Look at my girl gettin' all big!  Before we know it, she'll be spotted in hotel rooms with famous-haired tweens.  I'm getting old . . . 

It's the end of an era.

Something devastating happened last night.

The series finale of Friday Night Lights aired.  And I had to say goodbye to Tim Riggins.


I've been known to have some serious tv crushes in my life.  I used to get alarmingly jealous when Pacey would kiss Joey on Dawson's Creek.  And of course there was Ben Covington, and the universal ladykiller Jordan Catalano (whom Marianne posted about yesterday).

But none of these compare to Tim Riggins.  I'm not kidding when I say that I'd jump at the chance to marry Taylor Kitsch, having never met him, based solely on his portrayal of Tim Riggins.  Wouldn't think twice.

My best friend and I have a longstanding crush on the poet Li-Young Lee, and years ago we'd play a game called YGTSWLYL.  It stood for "You Get to Sleep with Li-Young Lee . . .," and the idea was that we'd try to come up with the most horrifying "if" to see if the other would agree to it.

Exempli gratia:

You get to sleep with Li-Young Lee, but you have to fly a confederate flag from your front porch for the next 5 years

You get to sleep with Li-Young Lee, but you also have to sleep with Rush Limbaugh

You get to sleep with Li-Young Lee, but you have to move to rural Kansas

You get the idea.

Suffice to say that the answer to any YGTSWTimRiggins propositions would be yes, yes, yes!

It is with love, lust, and a heavy heart that I bid adieu to the finest creature that ever graced the television screen.  Your character may be gone, but he will never be forgotten.

I honestly love you

So who's your biggest tv crush?  Have you ever had it this bad?

Srsly?

Soooooooo I'm watching Jersey Shore for the first time (where have I been, hiding under a rock??), and I have a few questions:


  Is this guy's hair serious?

"I was born and raised a guido.  It's just a lifestyle, it's being Italian, it's representing family, friends, tanning, gel, everything."



↑  Is this girl serious with her tan?  Her poof?  Her face?

"I didn't find any gorilla juiceheads . . . but as long as you have a tan and some sort of build to you, I'll give you a try."



↑ Do women actually have sex with this guy?

"I'm guessing Angelina left the swiss cheese in the car cause we all know RATS love cheese."

I'm kind of amazed that people like this exist.  But I'm pretty grateful that they do, cause they make for some damn fine tv.  My favorite quote from this website:

Hemingway. Faulkner. The Situation. What do these three have in common? Well, pretty soon all of them will have written a book.

My observations/questions from tonight's (back-to-back) episode(s):
  • Snooki is 4'9"
  • Angelina's right; "The Situation" really does look like he's "f---ing 40 years old."
  • Why do all these girls have long black hair?
  • I would love to run into one of these bros at a gym.

I gotta get myself to New Jersey to do some research.  I want to see people like this in their natural habitats.  

Twins.

Remember this post?  Well, I have another one.  Tonight, while watching One Tree Hill (instead of doing my transcription/writing), I was once again struck with the realization that Clay, aka Robert Buckley, looks exactly like Ben, aka Scott Speedman, from Felicity:

Can you guess which two are Speedman and which two are Buckley??

Top and bottom left: Buckley (Clay from One Tree Hill).  Top and bottom right: Speedman (Ben from Felicity).  Crazy, right?  And both deliciously hot.  Which one do you prefer?  Scott Speedman would be my pick, although of course I prefer him at his scruffiest:

Smoldering.

Okay, break's over, back to work!

p.s. Felicity was the greatest show in the world and Ben had the sexiest voice in the world.  

All I wanna do is watch the Bachelorette

So I've been talking about tv a little too much for my own comfort on this little blog of mine. But I've always been an escapist in times of serious stress--nothin' like some foolish richies on Real Housewives of New Jersey or some down-home frat boys on the Bachelorette to distract me from my professional (and emotional and financial and physical) sorrows!

And so let's talk Bachelorette:

Ali Fedotowsky

I kind of hate her. She's about my age (okay: she's even a little younger than me), she lives in my city, and she has my same hair color. The difference between us, however, is that I'm sitting on my couch watching idiotic reality shows and searching for jobs while Ali "Fedotowsky" (seriously?) galavants around the world with 25 hotties vying for her attention (and in amazing clothes). WHAT???

Moving onto my favorite contestant from this season:

Kasey Kahl: "I'm going to guard and protect her heart."

Homeboy must have uttered that ridiculous phrase 184 times on the few episodes he hung around on the Bachelorette, and THEN he felt compelled to get a tattoo on his wrist indicating his desire to "guard and protect." Bless his heart.

All that said, I hope she picks Chris from Massachusetts. Roberto is, without question, the finest thing I've seen in a loooong time, but Chris has got staying power. And his daddy? Cutest man alive.

So my goal is to send out five resumes & cover letters each day (ay yay yay). Today I maxed out at three, but hopefully I can make up for it tomorrow. I've applied to all different types of jobs so far (copywriting, teaching, nonprofit managing, and perhaps most thrilling: investigator! yesssss), and I've felt kind of so-so about most of them, but I did happen to stumble upon the perfect job for me the other day (sent in my stuff today!), so hopefully they'll interview me despite my lack of an official California teaching credential.

What are y'all watching on tv these days?? (See, I'm feeding my sick addiction).

Transport me to my childhood, please

My mama and daddy LOVE Jackson Browne, so I grew up on The Pretender, Saturate Before Using, For Everyman, Running on Empty, and in my teenage years, I'm Alive. Last night, Cari and I had a lovely dinner & drinks in Temescal, and then headed to the Greek Theater, which is definitely my new favorite concert venue. Outdoor amphitheaters are the best, especially when you live in California and the weather's perfect all the time!

I'd been stressing so much lately (job, apartment, relationship, some family stuff--it all comes at once, huh?) that I can't even keep my food down :( . . . but then Jackson Browne took my sorrows right away as I sat straight ahead of him in the beautiful Berkeley evening air and listened to my favorite crooner (who doesn't sound any different than he did 30 years ago, might I add. And he's still pretty hot for a 62 year old--just sayin').

Other bands/singers that take me right back to my childhood:

Allman Brothers
Neil Young
Van Morrison
Carole King
James Taylor
Bob Marley
Doobie Brothers
Billy Joel
Eric Clapton
Crosby, Stills, & Nash

What about you? Do you still love the music your parents brought you up on?

In totally unrelated news, I'm a little mortified to admit that I've been watching The Real Housewives of New Jersey this afternoon, and therefore have discovered Teresa Giudice . . . who I think is a little scary looking. If Tyra Banks has a five-head, Teresa has a two-head:

Right???

Wednesday Companions

1. Miss Rosalie Lenora Porter


I have my friends' 8 month old daughter, Rosalie today. What a sweet little beamy baby. Last week I got her big sis, Naomi, for two days, and today I have baby Rosalie. I'm so lucky that my friends have cute kids! And doesn't she have the greatest name? Look at her sitting on my couch like a big girl!


2. Writer's Block


My girls--The Cobras--are coming over tonight, and I still don't have my poem written. Par for the freakin' course. These days we're only meeting every other Wednesday, which means that we have two whole weeks to get our assignments done. We rotate giving assignments, and go figure that I always have the toughest time getting it done when I'm the one who gives it--cruel, cruel irony! This week I gave us a Romanian poem by Mihai Eminescu to "translate" (look at the words/structure, having no idea what they mean, and let your own words emerge from the original language). So far, I'm two lines in. Goodness gracious alive.


3. Old School Beverly Hills 90210


Nothing like throwback episodes of 90210 in the middle of the day (maybe it's not so much writer's block that is my problem . . . ). Every episode I watch reminds me of how much of a boyfriend-stealing breezy Kelly Taylor is. And that whiny poor-little-girl voice. She's almost as annoying as Andrea. But speaking of 90210, I gotta get back to it pronto cause Donna and David are about to do the nasty for the first time.

xoxo!

how much do they look alike??

And who's your pick?


Javier Bardem/Jeffrey Dean Morgan



I gotta say--they're both hot, but my pick is Jeffrey Dean Morgan. Maybe that's cause Denny Duquette is the single most adorable character in the history of television. Speaking of which, why's he always gotta be dead in his shows??


Can you tell how excited I am about Eat, Pray, Love?