Archive for September 2007

Posted on September 30th, 2007

Okay, that might be a little harsh, but seriously. This show is awesome. In the sort of way that you get goosebumps as you’re watching you realize you’re watching something completely and totally fabulous. Are you intrigued yet? You dang well better be!

I tuned in because of the fine man you’re seeing on the left there. That’s Damian Lewis. And yes, he’s seriously THAT HOT. I fell in love with Damian when he played Major Winters in HBO’s fantastic series “Band of Brothers”. He was hot then too. Possibly even hotter now. Now, I don’t know what NBC’s problem is, because the marketing for this show was pathetic at best. I saw a couple commercials and nothing that was eye catching.

I found out about “Life”, believe it or not, when I was hanging out on “The Biggest Loser”’s website, doing some work for Watching Reality TV. I saw a banner ad and a photo of a guy who looked quite a bit like Damian Lewis. Imagine my surprise when I clicked over and found out it WAS Damian Lewis. At that point, I didn’t care what the show was about, I was going to tune in because this man is FINE.

It airs after “Bionic Woman” and that’s a pretty good lead in. Or would be, if “Bionic Woman” wasn’t a little too much on the cheesy side. It’s on pretty late, at 10pm (on Wednesdays. I’m serious, WATCH IT), but worth staying up. Or, as it happens, DVRing it. Because I’m only just now watching it. It was a busy television week and I was pretty tired by 10pm for most of it so there was a lot of shows that got relegated to DVR. This was one of them but I’m thinking maybe this week I need to stay up and watch it.

Because not only is Damian Lewis TOTALLY HOT, but the show is actually danged interesting. Basically, Lewis plays Charlie Crews, a detective who spent 12 years in prison for murder but has recently been released and is back on duty. While each week we see him investigate another murder, the ongoing arc is what happened to put this guy in prison in the first place? Was he framed? Who was behind it all? Is there a conspiracy or something else? Freaky!

The acting is fantastic. Damian is in top form here, charming and witty and distinctly lovable. I totally loved when they would show his awkward transition to modern life, in how he didn’t understand how to answer the phone in his car or that a cell phone could take pictures. Funny stuff there. But he’s intense, Damian is. His stare will bore right into your soul, I guarantee you that. Everyone else in the show is fantastic too, lest you think I ignored everyone else in light of him (would I do that?).

I feel about this show now how I’ve always thought I should have felt about “Friday Night Lights”. It’s just that good. And I’m so excited to have a new show get me so pumped up. I just hope it makes it because I want to be able to enjoy it for a long time. And? I’ve heard the second show (airing this Wednesday at 10pm! Tune in!) is even better than the pilot. Dear God, just watch it. You can thank me later.

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Posted on September 29th, 2007

So last night was your average Friday night here in the Porter household. Being that it was a Friday, Harry is allowed to stay up a little later than usual. We even let him pick out a movie to watch and he (not surprisingly) chose “Batman Begins”. I’d purchased an at-home hair painting/highlighting kit earlier in the day and had asked Kile to do the painting for me (since he’s far better at that sort of thing than I am). Believe it or not, that is a pretty normal Friday night for us.

I waited my twenty minutes before going upstairs to hop in the shower and wash the gunk out. After I turned the shower on, I heard a loud rumble. For a moment, I thought it might be “Batman Begins” playing on the home theater system downstairs. It’s pretty loud and has been known to rattle the walls a time or two. But somehow the rumble sounded different. Closer, somehow. I decided it might have been thunder. A little late in the season for a thunderstorm, but not unheard of. I knew a storm was moving in too, so thunder was a reasonable guess. I decided to go to the bedroom window and see if it was raining and if I could catch a lightning strike.

I saw the pavement looked wet and figured it had rained after all. I checked the streetlight down at the foot of the cul de sac, as that’s our standard barometer at night for finding out if it’s raining or not. And I’ll be danged, it did look like it was doing something. But… that didn’t look like RAIN. It looked more like SNOW. I checked the streetlight up the cul de sac and saw the same thing. Huh. Since I was still dressed, I ran downstairs to check it out up close and in person.

I saw Harrison sticking his head out the backdoor. He said he’d heard something that sounded like thunder too. “Hey, it’s snowing!” he said. “No way,” Kile replied from his recliner. Because, duh, this is September. It doesn’t snow in SEPTEMBER. I went out the front door and indeed was confronted with some fairly abundant snowfall Wet, but snow nonetheless. I had to take a picture. That sort of thing just doesn’t happen every day. I mean, this is Reno. And it’s September. It just doesn’t snow in September.

Apparently? It does.

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Posted on September 28th, 2007

Oh my goodness, doesn’t it seem like EVERYONE is pregnant right now? Seriously, I know so many women who are expecting, both online and off. It’s like a mini baby boom or something. Think about it, how many people do you know who are going to have a baby? It’s a lot, isn’t it?

As you may have noticed either by reading her blog or eavesdropping on the comments on yesterday’s post, Zoot is pregnant too! And this one I am so happy about. I mean, I’m happy about everyone and I love hearing that someone is pregnant because it’s like the joy is being spread and the world is alive once more. But Zoot needs to have herself another baby. She’s due. I don’t want the Miscarriage Gods to rain on her parade anymore because that’s a bunch of hooey. I’m tired of them picking on her. I want her to have this baby, dangit. Plus, I’m sorta jazzed at the notion of being pregnant at the same time as her. Hee!

Second to finding out someone else is pregnant is finding out the results from someone’s ultrasound. I’m a fool for ultrasound results. Linda from All & Sundry found out her “flavor” this week and I was all excited for her. And at the same time, very anxious for my own ultrasound. I’m not good with suspense, people. You should know this about me by now. I only have, oh, two more months to wait. SIGH. So not fair.

But now that I know SO MANY people who are pregnant, think of all the ultrasound results I can stalk blogs for! And that’s just the people who I know online who are pregnant. I’m practically rubbing my hands together with glee over here.

Truly, I feel actually pretty proud to be pregnant amidst such company. I feel like I’m in the “Due in ‘08″ club or something and it’s got some pretty rockin’ members. Maybe they’ll share a milkshake with me if I don’t act like too much of a dork.

I’m not making any sense at all now, am I?

Well, what do you expect? It’s a Friday and I did some shopping this morning and the weather is changing (again) and I’m all discombobulated. (Dude, you should so see the utterly adorable shoes I got for Liam. TO DIE FOR.)

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Posted on September 27th, 2007

Dear me in the 8th grade,

I totally would have written to you last year, when you were in the 7th grade, but Zoot already did that and I don’t want to totally copy her or anything.  And you have no idea who I’m talking and I’m probably already losing you here but bear with me.  Anyhow, middle sure sucks, doesn’t it?  I know last year was awful.  It was probably the most awful year of your school aged existence.  And this year is little better (but hey, at least it’s a little better right?).  But that means the good news is that it gets better from here.

I don’t want to give you the wrong impression here, that once you are an adult everything will be wine and roses.  Because it won’t.  Life will suck then too.  BELIEVE ME.  However, you’ll be able to make it through because you’re a strong person.  And by the time you’re in your late twenties, you will be getting a good idea of who you are as a person and the stuff that bothers you right now, won’t bother you as much then.

But here’s what I wanted to tell you the most: make it through this year.  Just this one little year. Next year, everything will change and it will be so different.  High school will pretty much rock.  I know what you’re thinking now, you think maybe high school will be better.  I’m here to tell you it will be better.  You’ll be leaving behind nearly all the total douchebags that you go to school with now.  And even though I know you’re not sure about going to a school where there’s no boys, let me assure that that is a good thing.  Because apparently boys are what make teenage girls act like complete assholes.  Take away the boys and suddenly the girls will be normal human beings.  I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true.

So hey, just relax this year.  Don’t worry about issues with boys, problems with your friends, or what some stupid girl says to you to make you cry.  It’s not worth it.  You’re worried that you’ll never have a boyfriend before you graduate from high school.  I’m here to tell you right now: You won’t.  So just relax.  Trust me, it won’t matter in the long run.  As an adult, you will have no regrets about that.  So stop mooning about that boy in your Language Arts class (you know which one).  And stop obsessing about that boy who lives across the street.  He’s a dingus anyhow (you’ll find out around Halloween) and he’s not THAT great.  You’re just crushing on him to have someone to crush on.   And that’s all well and good, but don’t let him make you upset or anything because that’s just goofy.  Totally not worth it.

However, at the end of the year, at the 8th graduation dance, you’ll want to dance with that guy from your Language Arts class (him or his friend, actually, they’re both kinda cute).  And you’ll leave the dance very upset knowing that you’re going away to high school without having danced with a boy.  Don’t let that happen.  Hey, go ask him to dance!  Or have one of your friends do it for you (because I know you’re a big chicken.  I’m one too).   I’m pretty sure he’d go for it.  And if he doesn’t, that’s his loss.  But at least you won’t be left wondering what would have happened if you had just gone for it.  Live now, worry later.

I could tell you a bunch of stuff about high school and college, but a) I don’t want to scare you and b) this has gotten pretty long already.  But you’re a pretty good kid.  You’re not as pretty as some of the other girls but you’re not a troll either.  You love to write, you need to keep up with that.  Feel good about yourself and your choices.  There are some really really good times coming your way.  I promise.

Love,

You at 31

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