Luke Perry - crush #1

Celebrity Crushes

My list of celebrity crushes has always been the following - starting with the 1st, working my way to the most recent.

1. Luke Perry - Loved that total bad ass Dylan McKay. He resembes my husband John slightly, and that husky, raspy voice? Oh yeah.

2. Jensen Ackles - Found him when I was a Dark Angel fan - he played Alec. Loved the way that hot bar code looked on the back of his neck. I suffered through Dawsons Creek, just to see him, then he was on Smallville, so of course I followed him there. Now he is on Supernatural as Dean. Love his sense of humor, although I loved his sense of humor on Dark Angel as Alec more.

3. Recent addition to the list - David Boreanaz, I developed a crush on him when I started watching Bones. I never planned on watching Bones, I might add, however my niece insisted I watch it, so we could "Talk about it together" - (which we never did by the way). Ironically, he resembles my ex boyfriend, Mark. When he was on Buffy and Angel, I never thought he was much to write home about - but I never watched those shows, I think because they were both on at the same time as something else I was watching. I didn't get the "hots" for him so to speak until he started playing Seeley Booth. Up until recently, he was my NUMBER one celeb crush (sorry Luke & Jensen)

4. Shocking, new celeb crush? Misha Collins. Wow. I so love his character Castiel on Supernatural. Those eyes? That mouth. His dramatic whispery voice, and entrances. (swoons).  I have actually sought out pictures of him on the internet, and found some AWESOME ones. (I'll post one for your viewing pleasure)

5. The one person who will ALWAYS be my number one crush though? Elvis Presley. Always.

The 46 Stages of Twitter

1. Hear the word Twitter. Scoff.

2. Hear it again from someone else. Scoff again.

3. Hear about famous celebrity who is apparently "On Twitter." Scoff, but make mental note to check it out.

4. Log into Facebook to comfort self.

5. Sign up for Twitter.

6. Give up because it seems dumb.

7. Loudly criticize others on Twitter.

8. Follow @johncmayer, @aplusk, @rainnwilson, @wilw, @mrskutcher, @oprah, and one other person you actually know.

9. Post tweet that is a variant of: "Trying out this Twitter thing."

10. Attempt to dig a little deeper into Twitter.

11. Notice rampant usage of words: "Tweet," "Twitter," "Twitterverse," "Tweetie," "Tweetdeck," and something called "RT."

12. Scoff again, this time in confusion.

13. Tell friends you "tried that Twitter thing, but didn't get it and it's stupid anyway."

14. Log into Facebook because that site at least makes sense.

15. Read story about Twitter somewhere.

16. Log back into Twitter.

17. Try to avoid saying Tweet, Twitter, Twitterverse, Tweetie, Tweetdeck, and ReTweet.

18. Respond to @rainnwilson.

19. Curse self for fanning out.

20. Log off for 4 months.

21. Come back, just to see.

22. Post something relatively funny.

23. Get RT'd.

24. Discover that RT means ReTweet.

25. Make it your life mission to get RT'd.

26. Install Twitter app on your phone.

27. No longer ashamed to say "I've gotta Twitter that."

28. Attend events with the sole intention of "Tweeting" them.

29. Pray to get RT'd.

30. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.

31. Close computer.

32. Open computer. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.

33. Think in 140 character sentences.

34. Compulsively check phone all day every day.

35. Tweet that you compulsively check phone all day every day.

36. Alienate actual people in your life in an attempt to impress ones you don't know.

37. Lose weight because you forget to eat.

38. Place phone by bed so you can check first thing in the morning.

39. Defend Twitter to the death from detractors.

40. Hear self, and vaguely recognize that you have become "That Guy."

41. Feel like, and start to behave like River Tam.

42. Vow to quit Twitter to preserve sanity.

43. Read this and change mind.

44. Think to self, "I should twitter that."

45. Recognize irony.

46. Twitter it.

Vacation to do list follow up post

Well....

I am proud to report that I got 95% of the to do list done.

Tomorrow is my last day of "vacation".

The following items did not get done:

Clean back yard, under deck
Clean silhouettes
Wash Eddie
Wash Camaro
Rommy bath
Paint hallway
Paint bathroom

Rommy bath and Silhouette thing still might happen. Not today though. Perhaps tomorrow.

Tomorrow at 12:30 I have to go get a Remicade infusion. (intravenious drug that helps shut off my Crohn's Disease). So tomorrow is probably out for the balance of the list. 

I had a feeling that those things were not going to happen anyway - they are the more yucky items.

on another note.....season premiere of Bones is almost upon us!

Vacation

I am off work from Friday, September 4th - Wednesday Septbember 9th. Since John and I have no money to go anywhere or do anything, here is my to do list:

Vacation To-Do List:




Scrub all woodwork

Scrub entryway floor

Scrub bathroom floor

Scrub kitchen floor

Clean leather furniture

Clean back yard, under deck

Clean mouse house

Clean silhouettes

Clean fish tank

Clean windows

Wash Eddie

Wash Camaro

Clean bathroom

Dust

Organize hall closet

Organize entryway closet

Organize bedroom closets

Organize hallway closet

Organize under kitchen sink

Organize under bathroom sink

Organize computer desk

Rommy bath

Paint hallway

Paint bathroom

Clean refridgerator

Clean stainless steel

Clean on top of refridgerator

Water plants

Clean snake cage

 

Thinking.....

Ya know, its tough to sometimes supress my inner smart ass.


Too often I'll be at work, at home, in the car observing other drivers & people, or just out in the world, and so MANY smart alecky thoughts and/or actions I'd like to do run through my mind.
My Grandma Maty use to say that it was a good thing she didn't always do or say what she was thinking, and when I was younger, I didn't understand what she meant at all.

That feeling must be genetic. I know EXACTLY what she means.

As I consider that last statement, I take that back. I KNOW its genetic. Because if I am out in the world, as I described above, and my sister Rachel is with me, all it takes is one look exchanged between us, and there is at least a 85% chance she knows exactly what I am thinking, and the same thought had occurred to her as well.

(which is why when we worked at the same company together for a few years, they had to separate us, we use to get into too much trouble)

Helping, and accepting help

It makes me so happy to be able to help people.

Helping people in big ways, small ways, just that overwhelming feeling of knowing that I made a difference, big or small, its just an indescribable feeling.

I wish I could be one of the few who are able to work with people in say, a hospital, nursing home, or anything in the medical field, but I just can't. I'd get too attached to the person and it just wouldn't be a good situation. Plus, I'd always be worried I was hurting them in some way. I admire people in this field.

So why is it, that I love helping people so much, I am so unable to ask for help or accept help myself, without enormous feelings of guilt?

I like to feel like I can manage things on my own. I don't want to have to turn to someone and say:

I need some help.