Disappointment reigns supreme...

(Cast of Twilight)

I had horribly low expectations for this movie. I mean really low. And somehow I still managed to be annoyed/disappointed. Go figure.

I love books. I love to read for the sake of reading. I may have a degree in English Ed but I hate analyzing literature. I like to enjoy a good story. To me, Twilight is a great story. Twilight the movie, however, is an abomination. To be fair though... I'm one of those obnoxious people who wants the movie to follow the book. Husband hates taking me to see the Harry Potter movies (I nearly walked out of the 4th movie I was so angry). However, those I can handle because they at least stay true to the essence of what Harry Potter is. This was... awful. The casting was terrible. The acting... laughable. They changed who the characters were at their very core and that is unforgivable to me.

Went to the NIN concert last night with Husband. I have never been to a worse concert in my life, I'm dead serious. The opening act was bizarre and all the strobe lights pointed directly in my face nearly made me blind. I'm not a huge NIN fans to begin with but I've liked some of their big hits. I think I knew approximately 4 songs the entire concert. Even Husband gave up and sat down during most of the concert. And when did Trent Reznor go from looking like a goth-type to looking like the lead singer from 3 Doors Down? And frankly 3 Doors Down would have been a much better concert.

Oh well. Time to go snuggle up with a good book I suppose.

WWIII...

She looks sweet enough right?

The facts as I know them:
Husband gets out of bed.
I assume it's because the alarm is about to go off and it's time to get up.
He flips on the kitchen lights.
Lots of cussing/yelling and banging can be heard from that general direction.
I sit up, totally disoriented because it's only 3 and not 5:30.
Husband calls Sabrina into the house.
Sabrina starts her doggy war cry and massive amounts of noise start coming from that general direction.
Suddenly the noise comes to where I am and the lights are flipped on.
I start screaming.
Husband is yelling for Sabrina to get the mouse.
Lots of banging.
Something starts to scream bloody murder.
I hear Husband try to wrestle it from Sabrina.
Husband goes outside where remarks of "good dog" can be heard.
I start sobbing because the light is on and I have no idea nor do I want to know what the hell just happened.
He crawls back in bed.

Apparently some mutant rat/mouse thing found its way into the house... It was also apparently 1/4 the size of the dog trying to kill it. I asked for no more details.

Spore-rific...

Because I don't have enough ways to waste my time...
I blame Husband.
I love him madly.
But this is totally his fault.

Trouble in Paradise...

I love Husband.
You all know that.
But we have a problem in our marriage.
That problem being Lowe's/Home Depot (depending on the day).
Husband is your typical man.
He likes power tools.
Probably more then he likes me.
I could very well be on fire in Lowe's/Home Depot and he wouldn't notice.
Think I'm joking?

Tonight we wind up at Lowe's. I have no idea why because Husband knows that something in their wood department causes me to have a bizarre allergic reaction and therefore turns me into a raving/bitchy lunatic. Next thing I know he's ogling some saw thing. I try to discreetly announce to him that if he doesn't find me a bathroom, stat, there will be a clean up necessary on whatever aisle we are on. He mumbles something under his breath that I think is meant to convey to me that he heard me and agrees. When nothing happens and he moves on to ogle a different saw I kind of loose my temper. After physical violence erupts on my behalf, followed quickly by swearing, which is followed even quicker with accusations of him not loving me and lots of tears... he finally finds me the bathroom.

I will be so glad when all this home remolding crap is over... Ugh!

Living, really living...

"Hell, I've always been old Ben. Ya' know what though, I don't mind. I mean if my muscles ache, it's because I've used 'em. It's hard for me to walk up them steps now, its 'cuz I walked up 'em every night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and there, but I've layed under thousands of skies with sunny days. I look and feel this way, well cuz I drank and I smoked. I lived and I loved, danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way thorough a pretty damn good life if you ask me. Getting old ain't bad Ben. Getting old, that's earned."

Maggie McGlone - The Guardian
(Terrible movie but great quote)

Some days it's hard to look at the grey hairs and laugh lines and be thankful...
Some days it's hard to not complain when your joints hurt and you smell like Ben Gay.
Some days it doesn't matter how much or little you sleep... you're still tired.
Some days you look at all the vitamins/supplements lining your shelf and feel like gagging.
But I should be thankful...
Thankful that I'm free from cancer.
Thankful that I've spent the last 6 years with a wonderful man.
Thankful that I've seen and experienced everything I have.
Thankful I've had such wonderful people in my life, no matter the time.

Yup. No case of the Mondays here.

Fuzzy Friday Five...

-Husband purchased me the super soft, fuzzy, lovely bathrobe pictured above. I am in love. All I want to do when I come home now is crawl into my bathrobe and relax. Or more appropriately, sleep.

-In related news, I'm apparently not handling the time change very well. I can't seem to get my proverbial shit together. I also hate winter. And darkness. This means I'm laying bed nodding off by 6 o'clock. It tends to make me very unproductive.

-The election is over. I'm cautiously optimistic. I'm mourning the fact that those closest to me are upset/distraught/angry about this election and only hope that time will help heal those wounds.

-I currently am on the hate end of the job satisfaction spectrum. Working with a bunch of women is so frustrating. The pettiness... oh. my. god. I feel like I'm running myself into the ground and for what? So I can continue to be bitched at because I forgot one of the 100,000 things on my to do list. It's never good enough. It doesn't matter how fast/efficient I work because there's something else. Something beyond my reach. Ugh. So frustrating. Hopefully the weekend will help clear my mind.

-I saw Suz's chiropractor on Monday for my first adjustment. I'm really starting to notice some positive changes. My feet don't hurt as much. I can get out of bed in the morning without throbbing pain in my feet that causes me to hobble to the bathroom. My neck feels better. I'm not constantly cracking my neck or rubbing at it because it hurts. My headaches seems to be getting less severe/frequent. The most important thing though... when I get stressed my back tends to seize up and throb. Even though it still does it, it feels like the pain is quicker to leave. It's almost like my body is finding a better/more efficent way of healing itself when something unpleasent/painful happens. I'm anxious to see what she says this Monday. I'm most anxious though to see where this path leads me... to be able to start healing my body and mind.

For Karin, with love....

To the girl who shares perhaps one of the coolest names:
I'm almost positive I'm sitting in the exact same spot, give or take a few rearranges, that we sat in all that long time ago.
With lots of positive thoughts and energy coming your way.

p.s. My scrubs were misbehaving very badly... I wasn't trying to flash you, promise.

Getting back into alignment...

I saw Suz's chiropractor yesterday for a consult.
Lately I've been feeling like my body is revolting against me (the chronic headaches, blurry vision, numbness and just out right pain) and figured it was about time to do something about it.
The thing you have to understand is... I don't like doctors in general. I really don't like chiropractors. So out of fear of seeming silly/whiny/paranoid/etc... I haven't done anything about my health lately. I kept talking about it but was always too afraid to put anything in motion.
I realized though it was time to put on my "big-girl panties" and just deal before it gets worse.
So I'm dealing.
My actual first alignment will be Monday after work.
She seemed very optimistic that because of how young I am we could nip this thing in the butt and fairly quickly. She does a different kind of chiropractic care called NUCCA:

"As opposed to traditional chiropractors, who make forceful adjustments to the entire spinal column, NUCCA chiropractors focus on very specifically and gently adjusting the Atlas vertebrae bringing it back to its proper position. The Atlas, or the topmost bone in the spine is located directly below the brain stem. The Atlas is also known as C-1. The adjustment performed by a trained NUCCA chiropractor will make a positive change to the entire spine. This is why a chiropractor using the NUCCA system of spinal correction can help someone even if their pain is located in the lower back. An important point to remember is the NUCCA adjustment removes interference to the normal function of the nervous system. Normal performance of the patient's nervous system is vital to the body's ability to self-heal. Self-healing is occurring all the time in a healthy human body which is free from nerve interference. If this function is compromised as would be the case with an Atlas misalignment then the body will begin to manifest pain and ill health.

I also like the fact that she is into holistic health and provides tons of information/lectures/classes to help you heal. I dig that she isn't into just throwing pain pills at you and recommending you come 2-3 times weekly.
Husband came along for the consult and I think it made him feel more at ease. I think he'll be excited when he no longer has to rub my back or listen to me complain because he won't rub my back.
Only time will tell but for right now... I'm excited.