Birfday Boy!

Happy Birthday, Chris!

Filling Supreme!

I just got home from the dentist's office where I received my very first root canal.

I realized on the way to the drug store, where I picked me up some big, fat Vicodin pills, that I probably wouldn't have been so scared and shaken if the procedure was called something other than root canal. So Angie and I brainstormed some different names:
Filling Plus!
Super-Filling!
Filling Extraordinaire!

All of those sound much better than root canal.

But since Dr. Sean performed a root canal on me, instead of a Filling Supreme!, I am going to have to rely on romantic comedies and PJ's to make me feel better.

Well, I guess those Vicodin might help too.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

I love this new Madonna song, 4 Minutes. The horns at the beginning are incredibly hook-y. And it makes me want to go dancing!!

A Coupling Non-Chart

IN: Purity and Miley Cyrus
5 MINUTES AGO: Purity and Jamie-Lynn Spears
OUT: Purity and Britney Spears

IN: Justin Timberlake and Madonna
5 MINUTES AGO: Justin Timberlake and Jessica Biel
OUT: Justin Timberlake and Cameron Diaz

IN: John Mayer and Jennifer Aniston
5 MINUTES AGO: John Mayer and Jessica Simpson
OUT: John Mayer and Jennifer Love Hewitt

Pass the Cheer

A year and a half ago, I spent a long weekend in North Carolina visiting my friend, Joy.

During that vacation, Pete brought up the idea of re-using his Starbucks sleeve in order to cut down on his personal carbon footprint. It seemed like a simple idea but the more I thought on it, the more I realized the positive impact I could make if I also re-used my sleeve (considering I go to Starbucks every morning). I know it's not as great as if I re-used the cup or brought my own travel mug, but...hey, it's a start!

So last December I decided to try and use the same sleeve for one year. And it's almost 5 months later and I'm still rockin' the holiday Pass the Cheer sleeve. The guys that work my Starbucks said that if I use the sleeve for the entire year they will reward me with free lattes for a week!

There Will be Confusion

Chris and I watched There Will be Blood last night. All 2 1/2 hours of it. Um...I don't get it. It seemed sort of anti-climactic. Remind me why this was nominated for so many Oscars? Was it because it was long? Was it up for the Long Movie Award?

I think I'm gonna have to ask my film friends, Matty B, Josh, and Aaron, to please explain this film. Please explain all 2 1/2 hours of it.

Brightening Up

I was having such a bad day today because I went to the dentist, and although he's my friend he rarely delivers good news. So I called up Chris to tell him that I'm facing a possible root canal due to a cracked tooth. Eek!

But then I came home and found a bouquet of beautiful flowers at my doorstep! What a surprise!!! And there were tulips, which are one of my favorite flowers!

Thank you Chris for the flowers. They made my day much brighter. :)

Static

On Saturday afternoon, Chris and I road-tripped down to Indianapolis for their International Film Festival. His short, Static, was picked to play the festival. We met up with his partners BK and Stephanie. There were some technical difficulties for the first few shorts but by the time Static aired all was smooth sailing.
It was great seeing the film on the big screen and celebrating with the cast and crew!

Indignant + Sleepers = Awesome

On Friday night, Indignant and The Sleepers both played The Cubby Bear. What a night that was! At some point I started wearing Paddy's tie. I wonder what ever happened to it?

It is always a great time when my friends and I get together!! A the night wouldn't be complete without a creepy cab driver given Chris the thumbs up!

Catch Up in 8:15

Thanks Michi for the link! Get caught up on LOST in 8 minutes and 15 seconds. 8:15. get it? GET IT!?! :)

Favorite quote from tonight's episode: "Calm down, Chicken Little."

Sawyer rocks.

Cooper's

Last night, Cindy and I met up at Cooper's Tavern on Belmont. She had suggested the bar because of it's impressive beer menu. I enjoyed the $5 martini special! (mmmm....French martini's are delicious)
I met Cindy a couple of weeks ago at church and was so glad that we were able to grab drinks together and chat. She's incredibly friendly and intelligent and she loves to see live music too! We actually came up with an idea to have a church group that meets up once a month to go see shows together! I think we may start it up with the Death Cab for Cutie concert in early June. We also talked about seeing the White Rabbits together in May.
And she's getting tickets to Pitchfork, so now I am even more tempted to grab a pass for that as well.

AND!!! I found out that she was able to get into the Bible study that I am in, later this spring! How exciting!

Yay for new friends. :)

Iron and Wine

Last night Chris and I had dinner at The Schoolyard before he treated me to the Iron and Wine show at The Vic. Michi had told me that when she saw Iron and Wine, the entire audience was still and quiet. That wasn't the case last night. Everyone was talking and I couldn't make out what he was saying between songs, except the one time he said "Chicago" and the whole crowd erupted into applause.

There were 4 women to the right of us that looked bored out of their ever-lovin' minds. They sat on a bench and sent text messages the whole time. I wonder why they were there in the first place?

But Chris and I enjoyed the show and the evening and all the good stuff that comes when we hang out together.

When Life Gives You Lemons...

"Women your age are more likely to be mauled at the zoo then get married."

Yay! The strike is over!

Searching for the Yeti

Julia...not only have I linked to your blog, but now I'm going to blog about your blog! (Bob Lablog's Law Blog, anyone?)

She asks some good questions on here. Go ahead, folks...cross blog and rock the vote on church dating!

Rusty Faulkner

In junior high, three of my girlfriends and I always sat in the same pew every Sunday at church. Bethany, Shannon, Angie and I sat on the second pew in the aisle all the way on the right. We usually spent the hour of church whispering, writing notes on the bulletin, and planning our next slumber party.

Rusty Faulkner is a man who attends my church back home. He and his wife sat in the pew behind us.

Rusty was a veterinarian with red hair and a goatee. I remember thinking that he was one of the cool adults at the church and I always liked him. I used to imagine what he would look like in a lab coat, the way my dogs' veterinarian dressed.

One time, in all the years I went to Ankeny Christian Church, the four of us girls actually sat still and paid attention to the sermon. At the end of the hour, Rusty leaned forward, put his hand on my shoulder and complimented me on my decorum.

I had no idea what decorum was but I knew that I was so happy that Rusty complimented me. I went home that afternoon and searched the dictionary for the meaning of decorum.

I found out yesterday that Rusty had a stroke on Monday. He's now in his 80's, which I can't fathom him being a day older than the last time I saw him. I can't imagine him with any other color hair, than red.

I found out today that they have moved Rusty to hospice. That he won't be alive much longer.

I haven't spoken to Rusty Faulkner in years and yet I feel sad that he's dying. I feel sad for his wife. And I wish I would have had more Sunday services where I practiced excellent decorum. Just, if not for anything else, to have Rusty put his hand on my shoulder and smile at me.

You Shook Me All Night Long

An earthquake rocked Illinois last night and I slept right through it. It woke my mom up in Des Moines, a whole other state away, but me...I must be used to the El train or something because I didn't feel a thing.

What a bummer. I've been through two earthquakes now and haven't felt either one. The first was in L.A. but I was running at the time and just ran right through the tremor. And now this. I think this is God's way of confirming that I'm a tornado-girl.

A Sharp Dull Thing

*grins*

Flumonia's Rampage

Flumonia strikes again.

Cougar on the Loose

There was a cougar loose in my neighborhood, earlier this week. When my favorite Starbucks Barista warned me about the prowling cougar all that came to mind were awesome, smart-ass remarks.

So many jokes I think my mind might explode.

(but I am sad that they shot it)

A Sight for Sore Eyes

My backyard is beginning to bloom with life! Yellow and purple flowers are slowly opening up to greet the sun. This morning I stopped briefly to do the same, closing my eyes, taking a deep breath while tilting my head up towards the sun. It feels good to stop for a moment of peace and quiet, before starting my typically hectic day.
Spring is here!