Saturday, July 9, 2011

Words_The Weekend

I'm here. Robbe is there. Which means Harry Potter marathons instead of new Friday Night Lights episodes. Cleaning instead of vegging. Private Beyonce dance parties instead of adult conversation. Cracking up at my own jokes instead of, well actually, there's no difference there.

Speaking of Harry Potter, next week for the premiere, movie theaters are doing back to back movie showings of part 1 and part 2. In my younger days, I would have jumped at the chance to own that ticket stub, but alas, I'm the big O now. No, not owful. That's not even a word. I'm old, now, friends. Old. I feel tired before 11 p.m. I glance at young drivers passing by me and wonder if they lowered the license limit to 13. I scowl at groups of loud, energetic, good-looking tweens and make myself feel better about their beautiful white teeth and bouncy perky chests by thinking about how insecure they really are.

Speaking of cleaning, tomorrow I hope to tackle my garage and fill some serious garbage bags with stuff I actually don't even want to know if I care about it or not. I think it's called blind cleaning. OK I just made that up. While cleaning, I'll be nuzzling my ears next to the voices of one of my new favorite podcasts: Mike and Tom Eat Snacks (MATES) (thank you Josh Sorokach) with Michael Ian Black and Tom Cavanagh (Ed). If you decide to sample their podcast, which is exactly what it sounds like by the way, except it's like 60% snack-talk and 40% life talk (not complaining), it's not for the faint of profanity hearts. Lots of F bombs. But it's worth it, especially for that Tommy C (just coined it).

Speaking of Beyonce, when are we going to start dance practice, Misie?

Oh, speaking of this weekend (this is the first reference), I hope to not eat a hot dog or a burger like I have done for the past 5 days and instead be kind to my body. Love my body. Body my body (sounded better in my head). All because I do have a very special photo shoot coming up with the talented Misie which involves homemade tattoos, alcohol, and Robbey, but not necessarily in that order.

1 comment:

misie said...

dance practice - August - the entire month - every other evening. thanks.

photos - so excited, so nervous, thinking of cocktail ideas...