Monday, December 27, 2010

not so close...

I went to see the movie Black Swan yesterday afternoon.  While I was at the theater I had a couple of problems with the people sitting next to me, so I told my friend I needed to take to the blog for some movie theater etiquette.  Listen up all the heavy breathing, texting, sitting next to a stranger movie go-ers, this one's for you.  My friend Emmy and I arrived early to the movie to get a good seat because it was the day after Christmas and we knew Black Swan was a hit.  We found a seat in the middle section next to the aisle, more than half way down to the front.  The theater was somewhat crowded but with plenty of seats available.  After we sat down, an older lady came past us and sat exactly four seats down from me....not a big deal at all.  Then she proceded to take off her scarf and lay it down on the three seats between us.  Again, I was ok with this...thinking maybe her husband was coming and she wanted to make sure to have enough room for him and perhaps her purse and a coat or two.  Well, her husband walks in and sits next to her and then two more friends sit down RIGHT next to me.  I looked around thinking there was no way that the theater filled up that much in the few minutes we had been sitting down and to my dismay there was an entire row empty directly behind us.  Not only that...there were three other seats on the other side of the first lady that sat down that were empty!  So, to give you a visual of our row it was Emmy, Me, and four stranger followed by three empty seats and an empty row behind us.  First rule of movie going etiquette, don't sit directly next to someone else unless there are no other seats in the theater.  So, not only are we sitting right on top of each other...the arm rest between us breaks.  This is no joke, at one point I was holding the arm rest in the air thinking it might make the man move.  He just looked at me and said "yep, it's broken".  The right thing to do would have been to move down one seat, they didn't budge.  So, the movie starts and so did the strangers breathing.  I just kept thinking of those hand sanitizer commercials where they show germs shooting out of peoples mouths and nose....totally disgusted.  It's cold and flu season, we don't need to be sharing germs.  So, another rule to learn: if you are sitting directly next to a stranger, keep the breathing down!  The noise and oxygen intake was unnecessary.  And to top it all off...everytime I hid my face under my coat or jumped because of a scary part in the movie...he laughed at me.  As if I wasn't upset enough with the movie, he had to act like it was ridiculous that I couldn't watch Natalie Portman scratch her skin off or cut her finger nails down to the skin.  Sorry mister, that's just not something I can stomach!  If I was sitting next to a friend and they were making fun of me, that's fine, but it's not ok for a stranger!  So, next time you're at the movie, remember to consider the people around you...and by around I don't mean the person sitting exactly next to you because there should always be an empty seat between you!  I won't get into lice on the seats because that would just be downright gross...hope ya'll had a Merry Christmas!!


Tuesday, December 21, 2010

it's that time of year again...

It’s that time of year again…everyone’s favorite holiday, Christmas.  I have a confession; not sure how comfortable I feel sharing this fact about myself but let the truth be told…I don’t love “Christmas”.  Before you throw me under the bus, call me the grinch, switch to another blog or shake your head in disgust…just hear me out.   There's a group(maybe small, maybe large) of people I think have forgotten what Christmas is all about and make the season unbearable for others.  Perhaps you might know someone who could use a little reminder??  Feel free to send them over to my blog!! I’ve noticed that people are crazy right now, seriously crazy.  Fuzzes are short, emotions are running high, and every one is broke.  I work for a company that makes children’s clothing…in the past couple of days I’ve been told I’ve ruined Christmas for a family because their pj’s were sold out and I was told I’ve saved Christmas for another family because I could send their two year old a silk party dress (I’m sure the baby will be thrilled).  How in the world do I have the power to make or break someone’s Christmas with what their kid is wearing??  We have this huge build up for one day…parents shop for weeks, wrap for hours and gifts are opened and thrown to the side in minutes.  Kids cry when they don’t get what they want, parents are tired and cranky because they’ve stayed up all night to make the day special for the kids, where are all the merry people?  It’s become the hustle and bustle of going from one party to another, getting all the shopping done, having the house decorated and gifts under the tree, but are people truly appreciating it all? I could go on and on, but I won’t because I do know there are also good things about Christmas…spending time with family, being thankful for what you have and if you want to celebrate the absolute true meaning of Christmas…it’s celebrating Jesus, his birth and everything he has given us.  But, how many people do you think actually celebrate that?
do you celebrate christmas because of this??
or this??

I was talking to my friend, Mere tonight.  You all might know her from her guest blog appearance about breast cancer at 30.  Here is a woman who has so much to celebrate this Christmas.  She is a great reason we should take the time to think about what we have and how truly blessed we are. I know this year her family and friends will be thankful for the time spent with her celebrating another Christmas.  So, don’t let yourself get too wrapped up in the commercial aspect of the 25th of December.  Remember why we have this holiday and don’t worry so much about the materialistic things you/your loved ones have been asking for, reflect on your year and what truly makes a difference.  Meredith got a card from two young cancer patients this year and this is what it read with a picture of the two kids with their little bald heads on their “make a wish” trip:

It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more."

So, call me the grinch if you want, but I think we can learn something from this green guy.  Merry Christmas!!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

she's fallen and she won't get up...

Blog readers...have you missed me?? Wondered where I be honest, I have no excuse.  My schedule has changed a bit, working more and less time to write.  I feel like I've had a lot of funny things to share, but not always sure how to share without exposing some of my secrets ;) Another VERY time consuming project has been taking care of my sweet little mama.  She broke her foot a week before Thanksgiving and you would think she was paralyzed.  It happened on a Friday night...I had gone out to dinner with my parents and a couple of glasses of champagne for Brenda and down she went...literally.  One wrong step and all happened so fast, I had no idea how she did it.  Not only was she in pain, she kept passing out.  I was literally in shock because I've never seen anyone pass out.  Unfortunately for my mom, my sympathetic, maternal side did not kick in...I just kept telling her to get up.  My Dad was mute, so I had to take charge and strategize how to get her to the car.  My Dad and I carried her together and let's just put it this way...we accidentally kept going in opposite directions.  It wasn't pretty and I would pay someone big bucks if there was a video of it!  At the hospital my future flashed in front of my eyes because the doctors just talked to me...not my parents.  FINALLY, I was the one in charge.  After staying the night in the hospital, she was allowed to leave with a boot on her right foot and crutches.  I wish that was the end of my story, but it's only the beginning.
my sweet mama

For those of you that don't know me, I can be very dramatic, the past few weeks I figured out where my overly dramatic side comes from.  My mom had a friend bring her a wheel chair, she has been rolling around in it running into every wall and door way because the crutches just aren't an option.  Coordination and upper body strength put the kibosh on that.  As soon as anyone sits down she decides she needs a glass of water or a popsicle.  When she finishes her meal she hands you her plate to immediately take it away, even if you are in the middle of finishing your meal.  She MUST have two diet cokes from McDonalds/day (the first one my Dad delivers around 6:30-7am).  She texts me at work at 4 to bring her home champagne because hers has gone flat and she sits in her bed, playing games on her i-pad and giggles on the phone.  One week of this was funny, two weeks was understandable but a month later and I'm so over it.   Now that it's icy out there, I may never see her on her two legs again!!
will she ever walk again??

Speaking of people having two legs, did you watch the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills tonight??  I would take my mom in a full body cast for five years over the electric cig. smoking psychic or Camille Grammer.  The psychic was about as crazy as they get.  I think in one episode of RHBH, she single handedly lost all attraction to her show Medium.  She was a nut and left me hiding under a blanket in utter embarrassment.  I'm so addicted.  As Andy Cohen would say, "my mazel of the week" is that I am NOT Camille Grammer.  There's nothing right about that lady.

I hope everyone is having a good holiday season so far.  I will work harder on getting more posts up!!