Wednesday, March 12, 2008
A Scary, Yet Hot Dude in the Bog of Eternal Stench
So, in a nutshell, that's my excuse for not blogging the last few days.
Today's post is about a crush I had when I was younger... not really an inappropriate crush (other than the age difference), but one that I really couldn't explain. In fact, it made me feel slightly creepy.
I'm sure few people in or around my age-group would think me odd for having a slight crush on David Bowie. Compared to his Ziggy Stardust years, he has that hot-older-guy-rockstar thing going on now. Did you see him in Zoolander? Yikes. I hope I age as well as he does (but in a girly way for me, of course!).
But that's not when the unexplainable crush happened. No, that was years earlier... back in 1986, when he played Jareth the Goblin King in Labyrinth. Jennifer Connelly starred in this movie, too.
David Bowie was SCARY as Jareth, yet strangely seductive. I was a teenager then, and I couldn't figure out why I found him so attractive! Was it the makeup? The funky 80s Goblin King hair? The strange costumes? I don't know. I still don't know. And yet... still pretty attracted to Jareth. Take a look/listen for yourself... and then tell me why.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Wah. I'm Whining. What Else Is New?
I miss my bloggy friends.
I missed my blog's birthday in October. I missed posting about my fabulous "blate" with -r- and Nat back in December (they're both the coolest, you know). I missed posting about New Year's. I missed posting about my own birthday.
So... let's just see if we can get back into the swing of things, eh? I'm just going to have to suck it up, stop using how busy I am as an excuse (even though I'm tres tres busy), and blog. Right? Do I hear an AMEN?
Unwrapped is on TV right now, and Marc Summers (he of the Super Sloppy Double Dare fame) is talking about the Frosty from Wendy's. He just noted that one unusual fact about Frosty's is that people love to dip their fries into them. Something about the saltiness of the fries and the sweetness of the chocolate Frosty just go hand in hand.
Sounds digusting, right?
But I have to admit that I used to LOVE dipping fries into my Frosty. Ack. Now I'm hungry for a Frosty.
Did you ever fry-dip your Frosty? How about any other unusual food combinations?
Monday, July 16, 2007
A Bookseller's Dream....
I'm so hooked on reading, and I always have been. There's a website called What Book Got You Hooked... if you login and write a quick note about the book that hooked you, you can help your state (US only, I think) win 50,000 books or something. Click and find out.
Better yet, leave me a comment and tell ME which book(s) got you hooked on reading. I know I don't have just one, and I probably won't remember all of them, but here are some of mine:
Shel Silverstein's Where The Sidewalk Ends
Richard Scarry's Best Storybook Ever
Robert McCloskey's Blueberries for Sal
The Paddington Bear series
The Hobbit and The Fellowship of the Ring (do you really need the links?)
The Little House series... yes, including Farmer Boy
I'll stop now; otherwise, this list will be longer than any of my posts to date. Those on the list only represent my pre- and early elementary/primary school favorites. We haven't even touched the Judy Blume years. Or Narnia. Or John Saul. hahaha
Tell me yours!
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
... And I Will Answer.
stefanie asked:
Can you tell us what you do (in general terms)? You've talked about being in education in the past, but I'm not sure if you're still working in schools (or in what capacity) now.
If you won't answer that, then... Hmm... How about what's the one food you won't let in your house because you know you'll eat it all in one sitting?
If you had to have either a pet dinosaur for the rest of your life you had to look after, or have no toothbrush for the rest of your life, which would you choose?
What's your favourite variation of the colour purple?
What is your position on the 1939 Hatch Act? Or - Who is your favorite player in the Teapot Dome Scandal?
When I was a little girl, my friends and I always had some prettier name that we wished our parents had chosen for us instead of our own name. Were you also disappointed with your parents' choice? If so, what prettier name did you wish they had chosen?
How did you meet the Farm Boy? Since I'm still waiting to meet "the one," I always find it interesting how people met. Did you "meet cute"? Hee.
Why did you start blogging?
wire asked:
Would you rather eat a cat or a dog?
-r- asked:
Did you ever have an imaginary friend? If so, who was it? If not, what is one slightly odd thing you did as a child?
Fun questions. Thanks!
Monday, March 26, 2007
Finally, She Posts The Prom Picture Challenge
So, here we go:
Prom #1
This was my junior prom. The date was my boyfriend at the time... lovingly referred to by my family and close friends as the Psycho Boyfriend From Hell. I'd explain, but that's fodder for another post or two... or two hundred.
Note the lovely, purple, homemade dress that made me look about 10 sizes bigger than I actually was. Why THANK YOU! Yes. As a teenage girl, I would absolutely LOVE to have something that hides my natural waist line. Who wouldn't?!?! Mr. PBFH had to wear a white tux jacket and black pants... because that's what James Bond always wore. O-kaaaay.
See how the lovely purple, homemade dress matches my lovely, purple blockhead? Luckily, my Bride of Frankenstein hairstyle is somewhat obscured in the picture by the classy lion pride painting in the background.
Prom #2
This was my senior prom. At the time, I had recently broken up with PBFH and was hoping to have a good time with some friends. Good Friend Since the 2nd Grade asked me to the prom. I loved this guy to death... as a friend. We had such a blast at the prom!
Note the fabulous mermaid-like structure to that dress... another handmade dress. Actually, now that I think about it, most of the girls I knew wanted a handmade/homemade dress, so that they could have something original. Hmmm. Yep. I was the only mermaid dress at the prom.
And the best part of the dress... well, I had gone in for several fittings of the dress with the girl who made it. It fit like a glove. Perfectly! Yeah... like a glove that won't allow you to SIT. DOWN. Not even to get into your date's car. So, I had to shimmy it up to my hips just to get into his car. Now THAT's class, my babies!
Oh, and I blocked most of it out with my lovely, purple blockhead, but yes... I actually wore a banana clip in my hair. To the prom. I'm telling you, kids... with me, it's All-Fashion-All-The-Time!
So, yes, we had a really good time at the prom. After that, it got very awkward. Sometimes, when you're not sure how you feel about someone you've been friends with for a long time, situations become confusing. I'm not going into any details, other than it didn't end well. Pretty much my fault, and I'm not proud of that. Let's just say, I hoped that by ignoring him, our friendship could go back to the way it was before. Like that was ever going to happen. *sigh*
Well, there you have it. Midwest Prom o' The 80s. No one promised it would be pretty. ;-)
