Thursday, September 30, 2010
holy dilemma, batman
so which movie do i make my husband take me too? i really want to see them both. i hate it when weekends have two movies opening that i HAVE TO SEE. it's like trying to pick your favorite child. we know mom...it's Nicole. i actually have seen the Swedish film version of LET ME IN which is called LET THE RIGHT ONE IN. see, i can totally pull off the film snob know it all. you may all bow to me now.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
happy birthday mommy
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA! WE WILL BE WORKING ON SOME PUPPIES FOR YOU TONIGHT! ROXY HAS FOUND A NEW STUD (FINGERS CROSSED)...LOVE YOUR GRANDCHILDREN
Thursday, September 23, 2010
knackered, prat, trousers, and bangers and mash

for some reason or another they aren't playing this show right now but, it is another BBC fav, SKINS. this show is truly how i picture real teenage life to be (unlike the whole ABC family-pregnant teenager show). oh, i love you BBC AMERICA. you help me escape to England from time to time. TA RA!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
movie tawk




Friday, September 17, 2010
state fair THE ART OF A LOSER

Thursday, September 16, 2010
a new season!
i can watch these over and over and over and still crack up! i can't wait for the new season.
if you don't have HBO...ssssooooorrrryyyy, but not really.
life is so much more enjoyable when there are tv shows that make me laugh like that.
if you don't have HBO...ssssooooorrrryyyy, but not really.
life is so much more enjoyable when there are tv shows that make me laugh like that.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
state fair THE RIDES





Monday, September 13, 2010
MTV fashionista's
Friday, September 10, 2010
intended for my youngest sister
this commercial, for some reason or another, made me think of YOU! and the answer is YES YOU ARE GOING TO THE MOVIE WITH ME! who else am i gonna laugh at??
Thursday, September 9, 2010
computers vs. books
brenton came home from the park the other night and had hurt himself. he then got it into his head that he wanted to figure out why tears are salty. here is how the convo went...
walt: you can look it up in an encyclopedia
me: we don't have one
brenton: i have a book about the body (it would not be in this book)
me: let's look it up on the internet on the computer
brenton: NO I WANT TO LOOK IN MY BOOK
me: the computer is so much faster and it has tons of info to find quickly. watch i will do it right now
brenton then walks into his room, ignoring me, looking in his body book
me: ok, i have it. up on my computer. it is a perfect kid version. just for you. only two paragraphs that explain it.
brenton: NO
me: come on
he then drags his feet with his shoulders slumped over and plops in front of my computer...with anger seething in his eyes. he sits there. i watch him. he reads it. he then stands up and starts shlumping back to his room, completely angry at me for MAKING HIM READ ON THE COMPUTER.
me: so can you tell me why tears are salty?
brenton: GO READ YOUR OWN COMPUTER.
me: can you tell dad why tears are salty?
brenton: (completely said with sarcasm) HE HAS HIS OWN COMPUTER DOESN'T HE? TELL HIM TO GO LOOK IT UP.
he is not a little sweet boy anymore.
walt: you can look it up in an encyclopedia
me: we don't have one
brenton: i have a book about the body (it would not be in this book)
me: let's look it up on the internet on the computer
brenton: NO I WANT TO LOOK IN MY BOOK
me: the computer is so much faster and it has tons of info to find quickly. watch i will do it right now
brenton then walks into his room, ignoring me, looking in his body book
me: ok, i have it. up on my computer. it is a perfect kid version. just for you. only two paragraphs that explain it.
brenton: NO
me: come on
he then drags his feet with his shoulders slumped over and plops in front of my computer...with anger seething in his eyes. he sits there. i watch him. he reads it. he then stands up and starts shlumping back to his room, completely angry at me for MAKING HIM READ ON THE COMPUTER.
me: so can you tell me why tears are salty?
brenton: GO READ YOUR OWN COMPUTER.
me: can you tell dad why tears are salty?
brenton: (completely said with sarcasm) HE HAS HIS OWN COMPUTER DOESN'T HE? TELL HIM TO GO LOOK IT UP.
he is not a little sweet boy anymore.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
only for believers, skeptics need not apply
and the only reason i am a believer is because i have experiences to back it up. aliens are still WAY SCARIER.
Monday, September 6, 2010
me not so likee...emmy's



Friday, September 3, 2010
me likee...emmy's



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