where i am gonna be this time next year AKA NEENER, NEENER, NEENER

FINALLY, IN AWE

sorry to say, but So You Think You Can Dance this season, has been a little HO-HUM to me. nothing has stood out as being an amazing dance or dancer really. i think maybe they should stick to the summer season only. then. THEN I SAW THIS. which actually has nothing to do with SYTYCD. they were guest performers and finally. FINALLY I WAS LEFT IN AWE!! please watch...

isn't that the MOST BEAUTIFUL PERFORMANCE EVER?

on a cold night, downtown

the beginning of the night

now everyone SMILE AND BE HAPPY, dang it!!

throwing pennies and making WISHES

for those of you who don't know my mom, it was a MIRACLE AND A JOY to have her there with us

seriously, the LIGHTING is amazing there

My Mother and her FUNNY LOOKING HAT

Brady wouldn't stand in the picture. wanna know why? cause Brenton wasn't standing there.

yes, right there... THAT'S THE BRADY I WAS LOOKING FOR

she REALLY DOES love her brother

the equivalent of TWO 2 year olds!
in case you wanted to know what that LOOKS LIKE

all lit up inside

while watching the lighting of the Rockefeller Plaza Christmas tree, Barry Manilow comes on and sings a song. at this point Brenton turns to me and says,"hey mom, is that a man?". to which i reply, "your guess is as good as mine". and then i cracked up laughing while Brenton just stared at me and said, "so is IT a man?". "yes Brenton, IT is a man".

sit, stay, good dog

Tessa has decided that Roxy will now be here younger sibling. that dog will sit there and listen to her and let her do whatever she wants. she has tried to make Roxy be a horse, sit on her back, and jump up and down, as if Roxy were galloping around the family room. which she isn't, she is looking up at me as if to say, "really, REALLY i have to just sit here and let this happen?" and then Tessa leans over in front of her face and sticks her finger up her nose!

so the other night Tessa takes one of her fifty gazillion mickey mouse books and sits down next to Roxy. she then starts to read the book...to Roxy. "mickey mouse nananamamamananan HOT DOGS! MICKEY MOUSE MICKEY MOUSE. oh no namanamanaman." and then she puts the book in front of Roxy's face...to make sure she can see the picture of what she just read! and then she turns the page...and continues for as long as Roxy has to sit there with her. which is forever or until i release her from the 2 year old's prison...which is never.

all i want for christmas is...

sexy sexiness with all the SEXY

for my sister, Nicole's birthday, i bought her a ticket to see New Moon (along with other things). this is all i have to say. when i read the books FROM THE BEGINNING, i ALWAYS ALWAYS had a thing for JACOB over Edward. i couldn't see the draw that women had to him. i just couldn't understand it. why would you want to be close to something that is cold and feels like stone? why? when i first said this to my sister Molly, she went ballistic on me. how could i like JACOB over the wonderful Edward?

DO YOU ALL SEE NOW WHY I LOVE JACOB? he has so totally got all the sexy sexiness with all the SEXY! and he is sooo warm and muscley with all the muscles.

Edward, i am sorry to say, not so much. please all you Edward lovers out there, this is just my lowly Marci very opinionated opinion! and to make up for my crappy movie going experience from Thursday night i went and saw it on Friday night...again...with my mommy. after we had both had massages. it was a good day. i loved watching it with you again mom and i love you and i love movies and i love music in movies. the end.

lollipops and rainbows

my mom would love to tell this story. let me rephrase that. my mother would take GREAT PLEASURE IN TELLING THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD THIS STORY! i know mom, i know, i know, i know, you are never going to let me live this down. i can see you at my funeral, or if you had already passed on you will have left a note saying read this at Marci's funeral, telling THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD THIS STORY. i then would say, "hahahaha jokes on you, i am not having a funeral, SO THERE!". i totally digress, i just had to let the Internet know that my mom LOVES THIS STORY so much, and it just happened on Thanksgiving night. here goes.



since it was just going to be my mom, sister molly, and i for Thanksgiving together (along with everyone at my grandma Metcalf's) we decided to go see a late night movie at the movie theatre. i have already seen practically everything so i thought," hey, Marci what about seeing the new scary alien movie. hahaha that will be so much fun.". i am soooo stupid. so stupid. this alien movie, THE FOURTH KIND, scared the living poop out of me. and while it was scaring the living poop out of me, my mom and sister were sitting there laughing at me. so after about an hour of me sitting there with my stomach churning (which doesn't feel good at all after eating a Thanksgiving dinner) i had to excuse myself to the bathroom. oh and by the way, in the middle of the movie (the aliens disguise themselves as these spooky owls) my mom leans over and says to me, "Marci, that is how the aliens do it. they disguise themselves to look like something else." to which i yelled back to her, "NOT HELPING MOTHER".



so i am sitting in the bathroom for like five minutes thinking i am going to be sick when finally my stomach calms down and i realize it is the movie doing this to me. i decide to go back in and give it a try (the movie only had like 35 minutes left, you can do this Marci). as i am walking in the aliens are talking on a recorded tape IN THEIR ALIEN LANGUAGE! i sit down next to my mom and she tells me what i missed, i nod my head, sit there for another minute, then turn to them and say, "i can't do this. i thought i could. i feel like throwing up. i am going to go sneak into another movie to ride this out." i then stand up and leave with my mom and sister laughing me all the way out of the movie. i then start darting from theatre to theatre in the hallway where our movie was playing, all the while the ticket taking lady is staring at me. first theatre...2012, crap already saw that one. second theatre...The Fourth Kind (later showing), OMG GET ME OUTTA HERE. third theatre...Old Dogs, OK i can hang out here let me just find a seat, sit down, and...credits start rolling. fourth theatre...middle of Pirate Radio, too confusing to watch from the middle of. by now i have reached to ticket taking lady and she is just looking at me funny. i then turn to her and laughingly say, " yeah, i was just in the movie, The Fourth Kind, and it was making me sick. my mom is supposed to be in a showing of New Moon and i can't figure out what theatre that one is???" to which she replies, "oh, it's not showing in this area (or, sorry you are screwed. you are totally stuck with the movie you paid for. SUFFER!) so i smile and walk back and sit on a bench to wait it out.



while i am sitting on the bench i decide to start texting my hubby, who is in New Mexico, and tell him my story of the movie with lollipops and rainbows. luckily he keeps me entertained for about 20 minutes and then i get a text that says at 11:05, "sorry babe. i am falling asleep. it's been a long day. goodnight sleep well my love." now i need another way to entertain myself for another 10-20 minutes...then, this old guy walks out of the PUBLIC MOVIE BATHROOM WITH JUST HIS SOCKS ON. just his socks. no shoes. socks. and then he sits down on the bench across from me and starts making business calls. while he is making these business calls he says, "yeah i am here with my son in law seeing 2012". and i am just fascinated by the fact that he is sitting there in his SOCKS making business calls at 11:15ish PM and totally missing his movie! yep, he did it for me. he entertained me until my mom and sister came out. and my mom is all, "Marci, it was just like Communion! (she says this to me like three times). to which i reply to her three times, "MOM I NEVER READ THE BOOK OR ANY BOOK HAVING TO DO WITH ALIENS!". and then my mom and sister made fun of me for the rest of the night...wait, i mean MY LIFE!

PS Kyle was the only one who guessed on why my last post was named 300. doesn't the Internet love me enough to make some funny guesses? close Ky, sooo close. it was because it was my 300th post. i have actually never seen the movie 300, but think about watching it sometimes.

300

"why do you have that blanket on?"

"because i am cold"

"but, you are NEVER cold. do you feel ok?"

"yes, i feel fine i am just a little tired."

"i just don't understand, you never use a blanket. all you are is a walking electric blanket." then i lean over and feel his head just to make sure he doesn't have a FEVER (with the swine flu going through the family, you never know...).

"hmmm, you were right. you don't have a fever."

"see i told you i was fine, i am just COLD. i would tell you if i had a FEVER."

"no you wouldn't, because i am a FREAK when it comes to illness in the family."

"yes, you are a BIG FREAK...AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY!"

(can you figure out why i named this post 300?)

the post where i say GUN and HELL

i am torn as to how to address my blog today. yes, it is thanksgiving and i should totally be doing some "I AM THANKFUL FOR..." post. but really, i don't wanna cause that is how i am. i have to say though, that the medication i am on has seriously helped my depression drama but not my anxiety issues. which is actually OK because i have a WHOLE OTHER MEDICATION FOR THAT PROBLEM. before i put myself on medication, i can remember walter saying things to me like "count your blessings" and "if you just think positive" and many other stupid positive quotes. i can remember one time i looked at him and said, "if you say that POSITIVE CRAP to me one more time i am gonna shove it up your BUTT!". this is how you feel when you are in the depths of where i was at the time, that is how i justify myself (take it or leave it).
this is who i am, and i can totally accept it. i am trying my darnedest to try and "think more positive", really i totally am, kinda, sometimes...OK on the good days i can REALLY THINK POSITIVE. today though. today i am not feeling super positive. my dad isn't here. he isn't here to celebrate his favorite holiday. with his family. who he totally deserves to be with. so my sister and i are going to go to a late scary movie after we eat with family and i am going to have her sleepover with me and watch movies in bed with me...and maybe ROXY, shh don't tell the husband.
here is the one thing i am thankful for...my husbands family is having thanksgiving in THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE, NEW MEXICO and i don't have to go. when they announced this, i looked over at walter and said "no way in hell am i driving to the middle of nowhere to spend four days and not have Disneyland at the end of the destination. nope, no way in hell." he has so kindly obliged and is taking all the kids with him. so i will be all by myself for the next four days. oh sweet silence, how i have missed you so. for those of you who are worried about me being by myself...don't. i have a big dog who doesn't take kindly to strangers and lets them know with her ferocious growl/bark and i am letting her sleep with me and a gun under my pillow. HAPPY THANKSGIVING YO!

all about HIM

can you guess who he LOVES BEING WITH?

technically

technically speaking it is my SISTER'S BIRTHDAY tomorrow.

technically speaking i should be doing a HAPPY BIRTHDAY post tomorrow.

technically speaking her son is my favorite nephew and technically speaking he LOVES seeing his face on my blog.

so technically speaking, tomorrow is going to be about my SISTER'S OLDEST SON and MY FAVORITE NEPHEW.

because, technically speaking it is HER BIRTHDAY TOMORROW.

i love you so much that i named tessa...tessa nicole, and i know how much you love it that when my kids get in trouble, i use their middle name.

we lOvE yOu So VeRy MuCh!

apple pie of my eye

right now i am looking up pie recipe's on MARTHA STEWART'S website. i have just watched one of her shows and decided that i am going to make a pie FROM SCRATCH. i can do that. i think. while i am doing this i can't help but think about my DAD. his favorite holiday is THANKSGIVING. he loved the food and being with his family more than anything. i know that what he misses the most is spending time with his GRAND KIDS, WHO ADORE HIM, and ask me everyday when is grandpa coming home?

my dad always LOVED it when i would cook anything from scratch. he would always tell me, no matter what it was i had baked, that it was THE BEST (whatever i had attempted to bake/make) HE HAD EVER HAD!
so right now, as i am looking at pies that i want to make, i am thinking of my DAD and missing him so much that my heart is hurting. i want to make a pie just for him and send it to him. SANTA, DO YOU THINK YOU COULD DO THAT FOR ME?

i also went into Williams Sonoma to get some baking molds, among other things that i love there, and walked out with the pie mold that makes this. i also got the pecan butter pumpkin filling that they have...the kids and i are going to have a good time with that after Thanksgiving.

GLASSES

NO ONE and i mean NO ONE looks cuter or sweeter in GLASSES

than THIS GIRL RIGHT HERE!

wouldn't be the HOLIDAYS without it...

i LOVE the GAP HOLIDAY ADS...every year. and this year my latest addiction is SWEATERS. for some reason i just can't get enough of them. now if i could come up with a way to support my HABIT.