These two just go hand in hand....even if I use sunscreen.
Yay for Brilla!
Boo for sunburn!
4.26.2009
4.23.2009
4.20.2009
Bond, James Bond
Tonight's rendition of Movie Monday was Quantum of Solace, the most recent James Bond flick.
I really liked it! But then again, I like just about anything Daniel Craig is in...sigh.
However, I did not like it more than I like Casino Royale.
My absolute favorite James Bond moment occurs in Casino Royale. During the card game scene, Bond is served a drink. He quickly realizes that the drink is poisoned and immediately jumps up, grabs a salt shaker and an empty glass and heads to the bathroom. After drinking a glass of salt water, puking his guts up, and hooking himself up to a defibrillator in his gagety car-which thankfully keeps him alive, he manages to clean himself up and return to the poker table.
As he sits down, he says, "Sorry guys, that last hand nearly killed me."
I love it! So great.
And, I was pretty badass at Nintendo 64's GoldenEye....007 and I go way back.
I really liked it! But then again, I like just about anything Daniel Craig is in...sigh.
However, I did not like it more than I like Casino Royale.
My absolute favorite James Bond moment occurs in Casino Royale. During the card game scene, Bond is served a drink. He quickly realizes that the drink is poisoned and immediately jumps up, grabs a salt shaker and an empty glass and heads to the bathroom. After drinking a glass of salt water, puking his guts up, and hooking himself up to a defibrillator in his gagety car-which thankfully keeps him alive, he manages to clean himself up and return to the poker table.
As he sits down, he says, "Sorry guys, that last hand nearly killed me."
I love it! So great.
And, I was pretty badass at Nintendo 64's GoldenEye....007 and I go way back.
4.14.2009
4.13.2009
Movie Monday
Tonight the Taylors viewed Slumdog Millionaire. It was quite wonderful. I will walk around the rest of the week singing "Jai Ho" and dancing with a scarf.
And I made a delicious shrimp spaghetti thanks to Lauren's recipe and a handy little packet of creamy pesto sauce. Delicious!
AND I ran for 55 minutes tonight! A record!
Jai Ho - Slumdog Millionaire - Awesome video clips here
And I made a delicious shrimp spaghetti thanks to Lauren's recipe and a handy little packet of creamy pesto sauce. Delicious!
AND I ran for 55 minutes tonight! A record!
Jai Ho - Slumdog Millionaire - Awesome video clips here
4.11.2009
The excitement over aging...
So, I'm 27 now. It's not such a big deal. Steve says I'm "officially old" now that I have reached the whopping age of 27. I think the fact that it's semi-knocking on 30's door is what causes the slight palpitation in my heart. But, now, looking at life, thirty isn't such a big deal....forty, now that's something to wince about.
Who really cares about age?
The history of the excitement over aging:
15-Yay, I can get a learner's permit and scare my parents and every other human who comes within remote distance of the car I am driving.
16-I'm officially a holder of the driver's license--which in my case didn't matter to a hill of beans because I had no car, my mother drove a van at the time, and my father drove (and still does, bless his heart) a standard, 1985 Toyota pick-up truck.
18--I can....buy cigarettes OR join the military...no thanks, I'll pass.
20-Alright! I'm no longer a teenager. Hmmmm, that means I can no longer blame the stupid things I do on the fact that I am indeed a teenager...crap.
**random tangent: I can remember my best friend, Lauren, calling me the weekend before she was to turn 20...she was freaking out,and it was hilarious.
21-Yes, bartender, I'll have a whatchamadoodle with a splash of something disgustingly fruity. And boy did I. Blech.
25-For some reason I was excited about twenty-five. Maybe I finally felt like I had "grown up" and left my silly, immature days behind me. That doesn't hold true though, because there are still many days when I find myself wondering how on Earth I arrived to a certain present moment in time and still felt like some sort of juvenile.
26-
27-
...*crickets*
Now I know there will come a time when aging will become exciting again....AARP card, anyone?
But, I think that the many years in between are just calendars to be crossed off. Time that I will spend living and doing and becoming.
And I'm ok with that.
Who really cares about age?
The history of the excitement over aging:
15-Yay, I can get a learner's permit and scare my parents and every other human who comes within remote distance of the car I am driving.
16-I'm officially a holder of the driver's license--which in my case didn't matter to a hill of beans because I had no car, my mother drove a van at the time, and my father drove (and still does, bless his heart) a standard, 1985 Toyota pick-up truck.
18--I can....buy cigarettes OR join the military...no thanks, I'll pass.
20-Alright! I'm no longer a teenager. Hmmmm, that means I can no longer blame the stupid things I do on the fact that I am indeed a teenager...crap.
**random tangent: I can remember my best friend, Lauren, calling me the weekend before she was to turn 20...she was freaking out,and it was hilarious.
21-Yes, bartender, I'll have a whatchamadoodle with a splash of something disgustingly fruity. And boy did I. Blech.
25-For some reason I was excited about twenty-five. Maybe I finally felt like I had "grown up" and left my silly, immature days behind me. That doesn't hold true though, because there are still many days when I find myself wondering how on Earth I arrived to a certain present moment in time and still felt like some sort of juvenile.
26-
27-
...*crickets*
Now I know there will come a time when aging will become exciting again....AARP card, anyone?
But, I think that the many years in between are just calendars to be crossed off. Time that I will spend living and doing and becoming.
And I'm ok with that.
4.06.2009
Movie Monday
Last week Steve and I attempted to watch The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly....it was terrible. After a draining hour and a half we ended up turning it off and watching an episode of Firefly this weird sci-fi western.
This week: Braveheart
It was my first time to see it....wow.
As a side note: Suzanne and I ran 4.2 miles in 41 minutes just prior to the viewing of the movie.
This week: Braveheart
It was my first time to see it....wow.
As a side note: Suzanne and I ran 4.2 miles in 41 minutes just prior to the viewing of the movie.
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