Cloverfield Spoiler

Snow Day Plumber

First a warning – 
I will say this – if you cant go see  IMAX movies because you get dizzy or have trouble at those rides in Disneyland that are simulated 3D half movie half motion coasters… Don’t go see Cloverfield with out some serious Motrin and a warm neck pack to put on your shoulders afterward.
It sucked. But sucked in a way that has everyone talking about it including me. I wont actually review the story or what happens at least for four more days so everyone has time to go out and see it.
I think there are things you need to see to understand and figure out. I think there are a few things people can or might enjoy. Possibly. Its debate-able.

Because it is a movie that is supposedly being filmed by the people involved and their camcorder at times you are bouncing all around, and I felt the vomit come up in the back of my throat several times. That being said.. there could have been alot more suspense created and can someone please tell me what the hell kinda camera these kids have because in the movie you go through about 6 – 12 hours of “supposed” filming. What camera lasts that long.

I will say as most are saying on the web its very Blair Witch .. but with out the scary freaky psychological stuff. BW scared the holy moses out me and back via my butthole. My friend Nils had sent me the pre-site that had the BW propaganda. The missing persons flyer’s – news articles even broadcasters discussing the story etc. Historical photos of the graveyard. It was this huge made up prop up so by the time I saw Blair I was terrified and then the mind games kicked in. I didn’t sleep for a week. Cloverfield while a great idea and again good story didn’t deliver that scare value. The camera work wasn’t intense like War of the Worlds where the positioning makes you feel the fear. 
DB asked me right afterward “Did you like it” I answered immediately no.
The monster was not really a monster and I left not understanding what it was or where it came from.

Supposedly there is a clue in and after the credits from what other film goers are saying. Stay for the credits watch what happens at the end.

We didnt we had to leave.

I edited the last part of this post for those of my friends who have already read it. You can appreciate the humor of what was here.. I was very frustrated at someone and needed to vent. I vented 🙂


Alter Ego Friday

I’ve decided every friday should be alter ego friday. I personally have choosen three. Does this make me a schitz.. nah…
Every girl in America during my youth wanted to be an Angel. Fast Forward to modern day – we fell in love with three new ones but there is a whole generation lost on what it really meant to be an angel.
I really need to find the complete disc set and relive my youth.

But for alter ego friday – Ive selected a new clip – not only because its got booty shakin (which happens frequently in my living room)
Its got MC Hammer – which come on.. you cant deny you didnt wear those parachute pants and loved them!

PS – There is still a few days left to sign up for the cocoa swap.

Goodbye Beautiful Bella

Beautiful Bella

I was looking for pix of my sweet friend to post a memorial of his beauty. I could only find one as all the others I have taken over the years are on my laptop and currently unreachable.

We took Bella to the vet last night. I sat mom down and had a long talk earlier in the day. He was no longer eating or drinking and while he was perky and alert (although not moving much) you could see he was shutting down. They gently placed a sedative in him but sadly could not get the final shot in. He became very ill with the sedative then calmed down and went out. I tried to get his little eyes to close but couldn’t. We had to walk out because Dr Jason was going to have to do a cardiac stick and I didn’t want mom or Pix to see that. I did cry a bit, but was so in the moment and so concerned about him it kinda escaped me until late last night. When I thought about this beautiful thing that was one of the most incredibly beautiful things I have ever known.. no longer being in this world.. yes my heart did break. Bella was like black velvet and moonbeams. I don’t think even in all the cats I have loved with the exception of Gizzie there has been something so stunning and pretty. Bella was really truly a pretty cat.  

I have to say somethings about Bella, because even though you the world of Blog Readers do not know me or do not know this amazing cat – he was that.. amazing. He also knew my life story unlike any other.

Bella was the first cat I had when moving out on my own. He was born on Halloween Night and I watched. He was an amniotic twin which in cat world is rare. There were two kitties in one sac. His brother Tao was long haired and just as beautiful. They were to be my roomies and my buddy kitties. That didn’t work out so well when she bailed. Tao went to live a long life with a friend and Bella came home with me.
Bella has been all over the world with me living in one room flats to barely bigger than closet dorms. He has flown to Germany France and Italy.
Bella is named after a star and a General.

His eyes were the color of lipid jade or pools of moonbeams.
At night when he would lay on me I would dream of things to come. Bella loved to lay upside on my lap while I rubbed his belly – his arms stretched out bat style side to side and drool. I always said he had a different take on the world than we did. His upside down antics proved it.
When you loved Bella he drooled on you. It was very romantic. LOL

He loved to sun himself at all times and if the weather dark or grey he would sit inside a lampshade close to the bulb until his ear got so hot they smoked. One time he actually caught himself on fire.

After getting into a sewing basket and swallowing a needle – he laid motionless until we could find him.  We had no clue what happened until we saw the string out the side of his mouth. Rushed off to xray there was the culprit laying there half in half out. He never panicked but remained calm and let us sort it out.

Bella loved to sleep in bags and we always had to check and make sure he had not climbed in one going out to the trash. He was always so light you could never tell if he was in there or not. He actually got thrown out one Xmas morning and shrieked and shrieked for about 10 minutes until we located him in the trash.

Bella got his butt kicked hard once by Simon when they first became house mates. Kicked isn’t the word… Simon tore open his rectum and again Bellz just laid there quietly on the inside falling out… until my mom found him on the towels in the hamper (he never made a mess!) and rushed yet again off the vet.

He was there through a marriage to which he was sent away by my then psychotically challenged spouse. Bella never liked him.. should have listened. This is when Bella went to live with my mom. She had just lost one of our Bulldogs Mugsy and was really saddened. Bella was the beautiful soul who comforted her.

That is where my story with Bella ended and hers began. Yet as a true family member and friend he was always there. When I came home and separated from the wife beater – He was there at night to calm me. When I began to live again he was there to cuddle up in my peace and purr through the happy days. When my daughter was born he was there to carefully sniff her lick her lips and curl inside her baby blankets content to be pooped on puked on and grabbed poked and pulled.
He loved Kel .
Hes moved all over the world and always been a pleasure.

I hope my mom has peace in this because today I think it is she who is suffering as Bella is finally at rest.

Tucked in for Turkey Day


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I made pies today. Thats it.. and worked. Nothing exciting at all. I am really looking forward to laying on the sofa all day and knitting. My goal is to bring up my shelves from the basement organize my stash and space and get the clutter out.

Pixie cleaned the whole house today. Even lifted out the windows and washed them. Amazing job she did. She will get extra pie !

Its raining tonight and while I listen I am very melancholy.

We got bad news that Bella (my very first on my own kitty) is heading to the sunset. He was the first kitty I ever got when I moved out on my own. I moved out when I was 16 so Bella (short for Belasarius) is a rather old chap. Hes been super well loved I just feel really bad for my mom. She kinda loved him over to the dark side many years ago : ) and hes been her true love. I know she feels really sad and just doesnt have a lot to be thankful for with this news. It could be any day really. Hes very frail and while still take fluids and eating.. hes just got that little old man look about him. Plus his little eyes (that use to look like the star I named him after) just are sunken and not very sparkly.
His eyes always used to be a very clear jade big round and looked like the moon set in a black sea of night. Really always a beautiful cat.
I took him up a heating pad tonight. When Gizzie – my love – passed some time back I had one for him and it gave him alot of comfort. If he starts showing pain or is uncomfortable I know my mom will take him in to be put down but she told the vet today she needs to think about that a little more. While we dont like our pets to live our their last days in any pain.. we also do not ever seek to put them down just because their old. We try to spend some last little quiet moments. Again.. as long as their at peace and always comfortable.

My pets bring me a tremendous amount of comfort and people wonder why I love them.
Each one has a personality or way about them that means something to me and I guess there are just not enough people in the world who love animals like I do.

Thing is.. my animals have never broken my heart do not use me never hurt my feelings are super easy to talk to dont critize my anything.. and as long as I make sure they have yummys and some other essentials plus lots of hugs.. they worship the ground I walk on.

The best part of my morning? When I am standing at the coffee pot grinding my beans Willie wraps around my legs – he soft orange angora tail tickles my ankles and feels so cool and soft. If its chilly he will actually sit on my feet (you know like little girls do when dancing with their daddies) . The rest of my clan will sit by their food bowls. Some yawn, some sit uneasy on the cold tile. Others talk and demand my haste in their vittles. But the moment the food clinks into the bowls.. a outpour of purrs goes up.

Each little tail calms down and every single one look at me at least once and smile meow purr or acknowledge my giving.
They say thank you.

The last is always Willie.. he will stay at my feet and toes and finall with a pat on his back from me .. he will shuffle off to join the humm line.

What a gift.

So tonight I am sorry Bella is old and not able to gather cuddle and be part of this. But I am thankful for the gift of his life and the friendship he gave me and over the years the companionship he gave my mom.

I love mailed surprises

I love mailed surprises

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Last week as everyone knows I was in the throws of training.
Loved it – loved my instructor. Had a tough time with converting what I was learning into what I will be doing as my instructor was not sure himself.
So I get home…
Theres not only a laptop to use.. theres a gift basket.


Pretty green polka dot wrapped goodness.
I am so thrilled.
The mail will be coming soon and I cant wait heard from my secret pal and shes sent stuff off.


I love getting stuff in the mail !

What I did this weekend:

Friday night was family date night and all of us went to see Nightmare before Christmas 3-D.  There have been a few debates on blogs about it being really 3D. The version I saw – HECK YES. Everything really stands out is sharp crisp and wacky. Certain scenes when things fly towards the *camera* or what would be film percieved audience angle – it really pops off the screen. Example – Sally leaving the Doctor to go help Jack. She lowers a basket out of her window. You the viewer see that basket almost as if it were coming down the screen. Its awesome.
This being my all time favorite movie ever – well I had a blast.

Training Day

I am in day one and loving it! I wish I had brought the scarf I am working on as its all spoken and visuals : )
Home is great – better boyfriend is back in town.

My person

Knitting with Grey’s and loving the show in just a general warm fuzzy way, I often reflect on Cristina and Meredith.
I remember once upon a time My Person. I was blessed to have her live down the street from me and on several occasions we curled up chatted lived and experienced our lives together.
I guess motherhood and life steps in and its harder to find your person in friendships. There is such a great dynamic between these two characters and while some will chat dysfunction I personally think the writers whom ever they may be are brilliant.
They have explored the deeper dynamics of relationships to a level not always seen in mainstream entertainment. We are messy and cluttered and dysfunctional. We forget lie cheat mess up and mess out. We fall for the wrong person and miss the right one.

In the end though we connect and things happen the way they do for a reason.

I just wish I had stronger internal dialogue and a walking soundtrack to my life would be FAB !!!!