Been watching “Boardwalk Empire.” Enjoy it greatly. But Michael Pitt…sometimes he reminds me of Win Butler, sometimes he gives the Leo DiCaprio vibe….it’s confusing.
I just looked at some of Eleanor’s baby pictures. Now I really want a teeny kitty.
Also, Eleanor met a Great Pyrenees dog yesterday. She handled it surprisingly well…in that the trauma lasted only about 5 minutes after her new, enormous, fluffy friend named Koda left.
8 Oklahoma schools ranked in "America's Best High Schools 2012" →
35. Oklahoma School of Science and Mathematics
39. Classen School of Advanced Studies
119. Harding Charter Preparatory
124. Booker T. Washington
615. Dove Science Academy
696. Edmond Memorial
786. Norman High School
878. Norman North High School
Pretty proud of those last three…They are the only Oklahoma “open enrollment” schools on this list. However. How the #&$#! did only one Edmond school make it? And why is Norman High almost 100 better than Norman North?
in the middle of a conversation...
- B: ...Well, naming fictional characters is really hard. It took a lot of work when I was writing my screenplay.
- Me: What. You wrote a screen play?
- B: I never finished it.
- Me: Why haven't you told me about this before? It should've come up sometime over the 5 plus years of our relationship.
- B: You've never asked if I have an unfinished screenplay.
“Big Love” is my current “watch episode after episode” show. I have complicated feelings about it. Not really about the show, because I like it. The subject matter gets me, though. Also, they talk so QUIETLY. I turned the volume up to 90% for the first time ever yesterday.
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After today’s tweet, it’s even more clear that the Obamas are our real life Taylors, correct?
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- B: C just told me she is going to a friend's wedding where the bride and groom are dressing as Paul Bunyan and Babe.
- Me: What.
- B: The bride is going as an ox.
- Me: Still confused.
We have returned
From a really good vacation. We saw REAL New York and TOURIST New York. I didn’t even ever really get stressed about crowds…V did a good job teaching us the subway system, and I only felt like I was gonna hurl on a train once. It was genuinely a good time so, naturally, the not-entirely-positive parts are what stand out the most.
#1 disappointment: Apparently people in New York are also under the mistaken impression that Toby Keith’s song “Red Solo Cup” is anything other than terrible.
Also, there was the rainy day where we took a boat ride and became racist and almost capsized. That was the only day that I was curled in the fetal position in the hotel room for a majority of the daylight hours. I call that a success.
B got a respiratory infection or something toward the end, and his obsession with Vaporub resurfaced. I can deal with a sick B. A sick B who applies Vaporub in a dark movie theater with V, while giggling about it is a harder pill to swallow.
I’m soooo glad we went for it, and took over a week off work. Our Okie town seems like a peaceful oasis now, and I don’t hate absolutely everything at work with the same fiery passion as I did a couple weeks ago.
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