Too much television

I've been watching waaaaaaaaay too much tv.

I admit. I have a few stories I like to follow. You know I'm a sucker for a good tale. This current addiction is all Chase's fault! But of course, we all make choices. And I choose Mad Men! Holy cheese, it's so engrossing. My mother watched an episode and called it a 'nighttime soap opera'. I said, aren't they all?

First off, I love how I feel like I've fallen head first into a time warp where women wore gloves and hats and housewives wore heels around the house. Half of my fascination is watching how people behaved in the 1960s. The other half is watching how people dressed. Ha! It seems that women spent a LOT more time and effort on their appearance back then. Did they get up at 4 am to style their hair? I'm lucky if I brush my hair before I'm out the door to work.


So I suppose my two favorite things about Mad Men is watching how people behaved and how they dressed. I also enjoy the advertising side of the show. Manipulating consumers to want a specific thing is useful. I like following how they sell ideas to the clients to sell products to consumers. It makes me get all philosophical and think "isn't every aspect of our life some sort of sales pitch?" And then I think....

I've been watching waaaaaaaaay too much tv.

The proudest moment

This is why I voted for Barak Obama. See, I knew he was a man who would tell it like it is.

"The young lady seems like a perfectly nice person, she's getting her award, what's he doing up there? He's a jackass."

When the president of the United States calls you a jackass, I'm betting the rest of the country already thinks you are one! Preach it, Brother Obama.

The shocking truth

Earlier I blogged about the wicked "new moon" poster hidden in my room (I usually keep that pocket door shut away so no one can see it)... but I thought picture proof was in order. So folks, feast your eyes.I mean, is that not too much? I get a kick out of it every time I see it. It's especially scandalous when we have folks over for dinner and the like and I wonder if they catch a glimpse of it, will they understand the back story or think I'm a ... sort of girlie who actually would wear a shirt with "team Edward" on it. Hmmm.... I'd wear one that said "TEAM CHASE!" In a heart beat!

Chase's presents

Whenever I blog, I seem to complain or brag about something in a vain effort to instill jealousy in my 3 readers. And this post will be no different. I can't think of anything to complain about right off the bat. Or at least anything I haven't already complained about... but I do have some new stuff to brag about.

Chase got the 2G ram-a-dam-a thingy installed on my laptop and now it's faster than lightning and I have to politely ask it to slow down so I can catch up. I like to test it and try to overwork it. So far I'm failing. Which is awesome!

Also, Chase got me a present a while ago. I was like "whaaaaaa??!!! a pressie?!! For me?!?! Okay!" So, obviously, I want to know where it is. And he says it's over there on the door. I look, there's nothing over there! Suddenly, I don't like this game. Where's my stinkin' present?! Precious time is slipping by and I still don't have the pressie!! What's the deal here?

So I give Chase the eyeball.... and he says, you have to pull out the door... and I said, well, you could have specified which DOOR! There are a total of three doors right next to each other in my room. The closet door, the bathroom door and the bedroom door. The closet and bathroom doors are pocket doors that slide into the wall. So I pull the bathroom door closed and Chase has taped a poster to it! Cool... this could be fun. And as soon as I see the poster in it's glorious totality, I start spaz laughing. It's like a sputtering of laughs and shocked gasps. Truly ladylike indeed.

The poster is of the one and only "New Moon" It's a movie sequel coming out this month of Stephanie Meyer's books... you know, that trashy vampire series that's started this craze for all things ghoulish for the past year or two. It's incredibly embarrassing that I even read the books. But I did. And I enjoyed it very much. Not because it was good literature but because it was fantastic mindless entertainment. And the first movie was shockingly sappy, which was true to the book.

So Chase finds this poster in a shopping cart outside of a store and absent-mindedly puts it in his car as trash without looking at it. He gets home and is taking the stuff out of his car and looks at it. And thinks of me... He thinks of me because....

I confessed my guilty pleasure of the Twilight series to him. I'd seen a preview for this sequel coming out and it looked good. Like, actually good. Not sappy and mopey and all teenage angsty. But like, something I'd be interested in seeing without having read the books. Well, Chase thinks this is hilarious... and then he finds this poster. So he thinks he's making all these dreams of mine come true when he puts this poster up on my door.

I was slightly horrified to see the poster on my door, but at the same time, I love it. Not for the movie but because Chase is making fun of me. I love it because Chase can tease me and poke fun at me without being sarcastic, mean or play on my insecurities. I suppose I could be insecure about liking things like the Twilight series.... But the more I'm with Chase, the less insecure I am about things. I become more and more secure in myself. I guess it helps he'll always be more dorky than me. It's just his nature.

He also found me a cool case for my beads at "goodcents" for a quarter! That man is AWESOME.