I'm not Tinkerbell. I don't care if you don't believe.

C'mon Hockey Gods. Seriously.

2009-12-18T19:03:53Z

Seriously!! * *This doesn't include Andreas Lilja. There are so many players injured they can't be fit onto one screen! What do I have to do Hockey Gods? Why'd you have take Z before this of all weekends?!?

CHRISTMAS!

2009-12-08T01:56:53Z

It's *CHRISTMAS*!!!! Something very exciting is happening on Christmas Day, but I can't talk about it cause it's a surprise.

Also, anteka made a *gorgeous* header, which I stole.

CAUSE IT'S CHRISTMAS! It even rained today so it *feels* like Christmas. My favorite time of the year. WOOT!

The Roundup

2009-12-05T08:23:43Z

1. I have a cold and it's the kind with a sore throat. I can handle most types of sick but not sore throat.. suck.

2. Another reason to be glad you're not from North Korea: for this whole week, they have no money. All printed currency is now just paper. If they are caught using money to buy *anything* they'll receive harsh North Korean type punishments. Also, when their new money comes out on the 7th.. they can only exchange the equivalent of 200 American dollars, the rest is worthless. To me, as a Non-North Korean, the most troubling part about this is that no news outlets in America are reporting it. I only found out because I read British newspapers online.. like a big ole' nerd.

3. My Red Wings aren't doing so well, and it makes my heart hurt. Hopefully the Olympic break will be the best thing for them this year.. but the bestest thing will be having raputathebuta come see them play in Phoenix in January! I'm *very* excited.

4. On Thursday I went shopping with my brother and his girlfriend for a Christmas tree, their first together. We went to look at ornaments and Angie was very upset that she could only find one of a sparkly ball that she liked. When we asked how many she needed it came out that she believes a Christmas tree should be decorated in coordinating ornaments and trim. Christopher and I both looked at her like she was insane, but she couldn't comprehend that our Christmas trees are decorated with every single ornament we've collected/received/made over the years. She thought that was weird, and so they had an "argument" about how their tree was going to be until Angie relented. So, my question is: who is odd? Angie's family or mine?

5. Dollhouse was on tonight and I can't bring myself to watch it. It seems pointless to start watching anything Joss puts on the air. All you have to do is wait until the full series is released on DVD after it's canceled. That man needs to ditch network television. Cable or internet all the way!

6. Why Breaking Dawn has to be made into a movie. WARNING: Strong Language and Hilarity contained within.

I need a baking icon..

2009-11-25T05:36:17Z

My mommie's birthday was Monday, and she requested that I make her bread pudding. To fulfill her request, naturally, I had to make bread. I made what has to be the best loaf of bread in the history of evar. It was *soooo* good... that I ate it before it could become pudding. The second loaf was nowhere near the bastion of epic deliciousness, but it was still an improvement. I overheard my mom bragging about my baking skills to my grams. Such a proud moment.

The other part of her birthday gift was a set of cookies. Nikki and I had a blast making and decorating them and I think they turned out *sooo* well:

Cause my mom's a quilter? She absolutely LOOOVED them and it made her day. Tomorrow I have to make cookies and pies. The bestest bestest part of the baking year is this weekend:

GINGERBREAD HOUSE DAY!!!

This is my favoritest favorite tradition of all traditions. Nikki and I spend two days baking and hanging out. It's soooooooooo awesome, I can't wait. Just need to think on what to make as my "special" house this year.

SQUEE!

What a day it has been

2009-11-10T11:33:58Z

Rather then continue on watching Lost for the first time, I decided to upgrade to Windows 7. ::sigh::

So, I never used Vista because XP worked for me, (and Vista was crap), but I was bored.. so I upgraded. One thing I will say to those thinking of following me in the path of Windows 7 is, make sure your hardware has supported drivers! Let's just say I'm not gonna be using the full extend of my audio device anymore, that's for certain. After you get past that, it seems fit enough. The main problem I have is the Vista interface. I despise the way they've set up the Windows Explorer, with the fiery passion of a thousand burning suns.

I can't find a Win7 download for VLC, which may be a problem come Wednesday when I have to stream the Wings game... hell hath no fury and all that, but that is Wednesday's problem.

More updates as I use the OS. Joy.

ETA: Yeap, it's official.. I like it. I got my quick launch bar back and went into regedit to fix my Windows Explorer issue.. and everything else is just a matter of getting used to it.

What to do when you have insomnia:

2009-11-06T12:59:45Z

I made icons. I was very very bored:

The best way to appreciate your job, is to picture yourself without one.

2009-10-23T21:51:07Z

So, I may have a job. I don't want to jinx it.. or say that I'm even going to like it, but a job is a job. There's one more interview before they decide, but, I had a phone thing with a gal this afternoon, and she made me take all of these assessments for Microsoft Office programs. I was in the 98th percentile against a national average of 71 and type 97 words a minute, which she said was all very promising.

This is my first interview after *months* of sending out my resume, and money is getting tight. I had to miss the Wings game yesterday because I couldn't afford it. With the holidays, and upcoming visits from friends... I really need this like *whoa*.

Positive thoughts everyone!

Help please!

2009-09-29T13:25:25Z

So.. I love hockey. It sucks to live in a state with one of the worst hockey teams in recorded history (slight exaggeration), while being a fan of a team in the best team in world (god's honest truth) from another state. My only hope comes from the television channel "Versus" which actually airs hockey games. My cable provider is embroiled in this whole ridiculous thing with Comcast, which owns Versus and they discontinued service for that channel. That means I'm going to miss the opening game on Friday because DirecTV sucks!

But, this is where you can help! You may not actually have DirecTV but if you could email them and *kindly* say, in your own words, that they are ruining hockey? The email address is: versus@directv.com and, there's information to be had: here and here.

If you don't wanna, I understand that and this is a time for quiet reflection, but if you can.. please help! And tell your friends!

HOCKEY!!

2009-09-27T09:23:38Z

I had an unexpectedly awesome day today! It started as a day of no plans, but not in that "I have no plans so I can relax" way. More of a, "I'm a sad, boring loser home alone on a Saturday night," way.

But then Jacqui called me around 5:30 and said, "how soon can you be here?" Her roommate had given her tickets to a hockey game (that started at 6:00) so of course I was there in 20 minutes! The game was Coyotes vs. Sharks so.. they both sucked, but still it was hockey! I haven't been to a game since April, so this was a decidedly unexpected but completely awesome surprise! Coyotes won, beating the Sharks for what I'm assuming is the last time this season.. and there was hockey.

Is it weird that the world settles into peace during a hockey game? I vote no.

The dream police, they live inside my head

2009-08-28T07:35:31Z

So, it's not often that I remember dreams ... and it's even rarer for them to be so cogent and downright linear that I have a proper, albeit bizarre narrative. Here's the one I just woke up from, and I wanted to type it out before I forgot. Then it was just so weird, I had to share:

It was like 3 in the morning, and my mom and I were in the kitchen of the house I've never lived in, but always dream about. She was dressed in a granny type track suit because she had volunteered to garden at my old elementary school and it was going to be cold. After she left, I was looking out the front window and saw a cop walking my father away from the house, in handcuffs. There was a taxi waiting outside … ‘cause dream police use Yellow Cab. As I went out to find out what had happened my mom pulled a Tokyo drift maneuver of some sort and sped away. When I got over there, the taxi was gone, but Dave was on a gurney. The dream police officer (who was attractive at first then became not attractive) told me my father was being taken back to the station because he'd left without notifying anyone. There was also something about my father telling them he left because he “was a civilian on a computer", which the dream police man insistently told me that several times. It seemed like he was in trouble over something and the dream police made it seem like Dave should have known it was a bad idea to do whatever, and gave me two copies of a 4th grade history text book so I could review the law, in that condescending way cops tell you to do things after you get pulled over. So I went over to Dave, who was laying on the gurney and then I woke up.

Backstory for interpretation of the Dave stuff... he went fishing in the high country today, and he took his new pop-up camper with him. He left the camper at the camp site and then took his truck to the lake for several hours. When he came back there was a man inside the camper who attacked Dave when he went in, trying to hit him in the head with a stick. The blows hit his arms instead and Dave backed out and told the guy to come out. When the guy did, Dave kicked him in the nuts and the guy limped away. Dave kept talking about how he’d unfortunately left his gun on the seat of his truck. So, there’s that…

I dunno, it’s weird.

Thoughts?

Theresa is awesome!!!

2009-08-27T09:37:08Z

I got a present in the mail from gonturan today. It was epicness that any Wings fan would love! She got me a Red Wings logo decal, a Wings necklace, and a license plate frame for my Sammy.

I braved 110 degree temperatures to put them on Sammy right away. He feels so proud to show of his mom's Red Wings love! This is how I feel about the presents!

She also included a Supernatural prop she got on her set tour: a motel brochure from one of the first three episodes. The non-spoilery comment she gave me about it was, from Jerry Wanek, "I wouldn't want to get too near that bed, especially with a black light." I'm not allowed to post pictures until after the episode but it has joined all my Supernatural stuff on the shelf.

Theresa rules!

What a difference seven years makes...

2009-08-17T20:39:44Z

So, in my ongoing quest to better myself through baking, I decided to tackle bread. What follows is a lesson in always using fresh ingredients. A few days ago, I tried making my first loaf using the ingredients I had. Didn't matter that the bread flour was from 2002, and that the yeast was probably a few months shy of fresh but, what difference could that make really. Well, needless to say... today's second attempt is going better.

This was Saturday's dough after raising for an hour and a half:

This is today's loaf after raising for half an hour:

The secret is: Don't wait 7 years to use your bread flour.

ETA: So, obviously the second bread is going to be better:

Saturday after an hour and a half:

This is today's loaf after half an hour:

booo!

2009-08-16T02:46:20Z

My brother and I were supposed to go to a movie today, but he called at 7:00 am to say he was sick. Since I'm sick as well I totally forgave him (even for calling at seven in the morning) and went back to bed.

Now here I sit, all sickly and pathetic and I can't decide what television to watch and.. :c(

Being sick sucks!

Birthday bash!

2009-08-10T09:36:58Z

We had the family celebration of my brother and my birthdays today. For years I thought he and I shared a birthday on the 5th, because we always had a party between our two days: Christopher's on the 6th, mine on the 4th. Either way, tonight we had a fun little shindig. My father "accidentally" forgot about it and volunteered for overtime at work but that was okay by me! My mom made enchiladas with sauce from Seranos and her *amazing* cheesecake, we played with Christopher's new iPhone, talked about neighbors we had on the farm, and best of all presents! I got a cookbook from my mommie and a Supernatural travel mug and itunes gift card from my sister, and a card that played that annoying hamster dance song from Christopher and Angie. It was awesome and fun, and a nice little ending to birthday celebrations. My family rocks... true story.

My mommie!

2009-08-08T08:00:07Z

I've recently come to a very disturbing conclusion about my mother. I'll start by saying she is an amazing person whom I absolutely love and adore and this doesn't change things, even though it's scary....

Biggest Twilight fan... in the family!!!

I knew she liked the books, she asked to borrow my copies so often I just left them with her. She asked me to get the soundtrack for her, and when I said I wouldn't buy it but download it illegally she said, "okay." She's admitted to watching the movie over 50 times, sometimes as many as three viewings a day, though I think 50 is a low ball estimate. (In her defense, she puts it on as background noise while she's sewing) The walls of her sewing room are decorated *only* with projects she has completed, sewing related tools... and the mini posters for Twilight and New Moon I got at Comic-con. She searched youtube for the Comic-con footage before I even got back from San Diego to show her how. She googles Twilight once a day (after I taught her how to google), knew that Rachel LaFevre was recast before I did, and asked to borrow all the movies I own that have Rob Pattison and Kristin Stewart in them. (In my defense, that's limited to Harry Potter: Goblet of Fire and Panic Room).

So, that's all stuff I can deal with because I'm a way more hardcore nerd then she is about .. you pick. Her obsession didn't register fully until this afternoon. We went to see Julie & Julia which opened with a New Moon trailer. I groaned, a typical response to anything Twilight related... but as soon as my mom saw Bella, she cheered, which, okay.. I'll give her that. She has stoically ignored my in theater claps for everything from Harry Potter to Serenity..... but she "whoo"ed at half naked, jailbait Jacob as soon as she saw him. Several more trailers play and we can forget the whole regrettable incident yes? No... just as Julie & Julia begins, she *has* to tell me a few facts she learned about New Moon and how different it's going to be from Twilight!! In a dramatic reversal of the mother/daughter relationship we've enjoyed for 28 years, I told her that she needed to be quiet now and we could talk about it after the movie.

Once it was over, I giggled at the Twi-hard obsession and in her words, "I just can't stop thinking about it!!!" My response: Now you know how I feel!

Then she asked if we were going to the midnight showing of New Moon.

Long story.... less long: my mother is *adorable*, and can never make fun of my X-Files/Supernatural/Doctor Who/Firefly obsession again!

What is this new brand of fuckery?!

2009-08-05T22:07:32Z

This is a Supernatural casting spoiler.. which, I got the headline before I got the article and I'm still flailing. If this is true, I mean... I don't know if I can trust Kripke that much. This is a *terrible* idea... by even associating the show with her. Just.. EUGH!

Here's the link. Spoilerish, ahoy!

I'm not obsessed, I'm focused...

2009-07-30T05:45:13Z

Nikki and I had a girl date to see The Ugly Truth tonight. As we were walking down the hallway I briefly glanced at a poster for Taking Woodstock and saw Jeffrey Dean Morgan's name. What's odd and even a little sad about that is the fact that this is the poster:

Can you figure out where his name is? How crazy and sad is that?!?!?!

Comic-con is blessedly over.

2009-07-28T17:56:01Z

So, it's two days after Comic-con and I've just now turned on my computer. I spent yesterday in bed watching TV, and haven't really had the energy to do much else. My week spent in San Diego is usually the highlight of my year. This time however, it was sort of the ubersuck. Before Comic-con even started, Erin and I both wanted to be home. A few highlights:

-on Monday, our first day there, having been in San Diego for less then two hours, I managed to burn the bottoms of my feet on the beach. They burnt so badly the soles on the balls of my feet and toes were red and blistered for days. It hurt like a bitch to even walk and I was facing five days of walking around the Convention Center

-on Tuesday, I met up with gonturan and Mr. gontruan for pizza. After, when leaving the parking lot, I was pulled over by one of Escondito's finest. I was pulled over for making an illegal left turn, not stopping at a stop sign, not having my seat belt on, not having valid insurance, and not driving with my glasses on. In my defense, I only need the glasses for driving at night, I have valid insurance I just left the cards at home, I did have my seat belt on but was just tucking it under my arm to avoid my sunburn, and I refuse to believe there was a stop sign to get out of a parking lot. Either way I think I just had done so many things wrong I walked away without a ticket.

-on Wednesday, everyone was leaving Petco Park downtown, just as we were trying to get in for Preview Night. By the time we got there, the lot we normally park in was closed and we were stuck driving around for an hour trying to find a spot. It's not as bad as the four hour parking debacle of aught seven, but still evil.

-Comic-con was it's usual clusterfuck, but.. moreso. There were people *EVERYWHERE* and they were all crazier then last year. The lines were ridiculous, the security was worse (one guy punched a small asian woman on Sunday) and all in all it was the worst run events of all that I've been to.

-Fucking Tom Welling.

-Erin and I discovered our dynamic only works when it's just the two of us.

-We left Comic-con at 4:00, we were on the 8 out of San Diego at 5:05, having stopped just long enough for gas and luggage. I figured we'd be home by 11, unfortunately, it took us three hours to get out of San Diego County. The line for Border Patrol was backed up for two and a half miles, for an *EMPTY CHECKPOINT*. That that took most of the time, but the rest was spent on the side of the road.. loaning my cell phone to a woman who's car had broken down.

-We got home just past midnight, I was so exhausted I said, "screw unpacking," got into my PJ's and went to bed. When I woke up Monday morning I still had my badge on. I'd worn it all the way home..

With all that aside, it wasn't a bad weekend. I got to hang out with gonturan and trillian276709 , tons of free swag including seven tshirts, and had a genuinely good time at most of the panels I went to. I'm just.. really really glad I'm home.

Damnit!!!

2009-07-24T23:08:24Z

Tom Welling is going to the Smallville panel on Sunday. We're going to be fighting crazed fanboys to get in.... and there's no way I can drag my companions out of bed before 7.

*sigh*

Harry Potter!!!!!!!

2009-07-15T06:59:15Z

Harry Potter starts in five minutes. We're at the same theater where Watchmen imploded with 20 minutes left. If that happens here, heads will roll.

Umm.. I spoke to soon.

2009-05-14T06:33:34Z

So, I got to meet the baby today! I've yet to come up with a nickname for her but she wasn't even 16 hours old yet when I met her. The early reports on her name were based on a phone conversation I had with Drew when she was about 30 minutes old. Today they were more set on the name: Niamh Meredith. Niamh is pronounced "neeve" and means glowing.

She kept growling in her sleep and making frowny faces. How can I be so in love with someone I just met! She's precious!

Yay!

It's a girl!!

2009-05-13T07:14:38Z

She was born around 9:30 this evening, nine hours after contractions started! Six and a half pounds, 18 inches. Her father effusively praised her appearance as, "somewhat well proportioned... for a baby." (he's Swedish. I swear that explains it)

Her name: Nieve Linnea Wills. (don't quote me on the spelling) I'm not sure if her parents are aware but, Nieve means snowy and Linnea means lime tree. Oh well, I promise not to make fun of her for that. Her sister's first name means Hermitage in the Woods so.. yeah. The parents have names that mean "victorious people" and "warrior", and yet the kids are named "Hermitage in the Woods" and "Snowy Lime Tree".

For anyone wondering I have not spent the last several hours on baby name sites looking up name meanings though I'll tell you: my first name means Peace, and my middle name, that I use, means God's promise. Heh, He promised me to you people... aww, you shoulda read the fine print on that one!

It's baby time!!!

2009-05-12T23:25:26Z

My friend Nikki is at the hospital, hopefully having her baby in fairly short order. Her mom doesn't come into town until tonight so I am on Ainsley and airport duty. Ainsley and I are at gymnastics, and now there's just sitting.

The baby is currently unnamed but I have been pressing for Imogen. Ainsley wants her to be named either Floradith or after any of Ariel's sisters in The Little Mermaid (which I think is only because we were watching Ariel's origin story before this). Drew wants something obscenely Swedish.... boys.

Fun fact, if the baby is born today, she and Ainsley will share the 12th as their birthday, though 5 months apart. It'll help me remember it.

OMG I am excited!!

My heart, like the levee, breaks!

2009-05-08T09:32:02Z

I've never really written post-episode observations before but there was so much in here for me I had to.. plus I haven't posted in a good long while so I here goes:

So much has already been said about what an emotional episode this was that I can't even begin to do it justice by restating. I'll admit to having a little (or giant) squee when I saw both Colin Ford and Samantha Smith's names in the credits. Getting to see Big!Sam and Wee!Sam have it out was epic.

I loved how parts of this went back and paralleled points in the rest of the series. When Dean said he'd rather have Sam die human, the first thing that came to mind was in Hunted. What John had said to Dean. The whole rest of the season was that Dean had to save Sam, or he'd have to kill him. There were near misses in season two but it came back in a big way tonight.

And c'mon. "You walk out that door, don't you ever come back"? Was that John talking Dean? Sam heard that first when he was leaving their family to go to Stanford be "normal", now Dean says it as Sam is walking out the door to be the exact opposite of "normal", even for the Winchesters.

And I love how John is there without being there. Someone else said it before.. that John has been dead for three years now and yet he still has this HUGE impact on the boys.

Oh show. I love thee.

Non-spoilery for next week: For some reason people are worried they won't play Carry On My Wayward Son. I for one, am not.. there's no way they can't. There's never been a season finale that matches the lyrics better! This year it fits the boys' struggles to the letter. Here are the lyrics just for reference:

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

{Refrain}

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

{Refrain}
No!

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
The center lights around your vanity
But surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)

And also... GO WINGS!!!!!

Seriously!

2009-04-14T07:53:39Z

I had a terrible day at work today. Just.. really bad. I don't even want to talk about it anymore, cause it just sucked so hardcore. Just because the office is two miles from my old High School, doesn't mean I want to feel like I'm in high school again, m'kay.

My father came home from the hospital on Easter, we had a nice little family get together. Angie, my brother's fiancée, was sick and decided she didn't want to expose ilness on anyone, so she stayed home. I was texting with my brother this morning and he said she was at Urgent Care cause she was feeling very badly.. aaaaaand they rushed her to the hospital so she could have emergency surgery to remove her appendix.

Can this family go a week without a hospital stint please?