defying gravity

it's sad when someone you love is dying, and there's nothing you can do about it.

so i thought i'd tell you a little bit about my grandma, nedra armstrong anderson.

she loves to read.

she taught honors english to high school students in california.

once, mel gibson taught her class shakespeare.

she was friends with ray bradbury.

(she said once he got famous, he dumped his wife and married a blond bimbo)

she loves to learn.

she has five children. two of them are twins. one had down syndrome.

she and my grandpa eloped (of sorts)... they had a forbidden love.

about a year ago she told me she was still twitterpated with grandpa.

she ran away from home once.

my grandma is the one who got me interested in vampires... before they were cool. (before they turned sparkly and lame, that is.) 

she's led an awesome life, and although i'm sad to see her go, i'm not crying. i know i will see her again. i'm grateful to know that God has created a plan that will let us be together forever.

i love my family! i'm glad i get to be with them forever.

find my baby

it's that time of year again.
the holidays are looming ahead... just around the next bend.

if only i actually had the money to buy the presents that i want.

one of these for drew...

a little one of these for carah...

and a one of each of these for myself.

instead, i find myself planning for black friday. i've never gone shopping on black friday with all the crazy consumers. now, i find myself one of them.
i've been investigating all over the internet... trying to find "leaked black friday ads."
so far, this is my game plan.

target- 4 AM
best buy- 6 AM
michaels- ... whenever they open.

I'M A MONSTER.

i don't actually think i'll go shopping at all on black friday. but if i do... watch out. i'll have a utility belt with my credit card on one side, and a beating stick on the other side to bash in the heads of anyone who gets to that potential gift before i do.

times' a wastin'

i'm obsessed.

i never watched a lot of TV growing up because my family just had the basic public channels. yup. all ten of 'em.

now, my landlords have dish. which means WE have dish. which means i can't stop watching TV. who knew it was so cool? that there were so many sweet shows?

my personal favorites are cake boss, bones, and anything on the national geographic channel.

i used to be grotesquely fascinated with toddlers and tiaras, but that time has passed.
now i need recommendations for more good shows. what do you like?

all that she wants

i'm starting to hate blogs.
too many people blog about too much crap.
do you pass the test? is your blog crappy? here's how you can tell.

1. your blog is all about you and your husband. the title is something like "sally + david." you probably have a little counter on the left side that says "we've been married for ___ days, ___ hours, ___ minutes!" you always write about how cute your husband is, how he's so awesome, and give way too much info about your sex life.

2. your blog is your diary. you tell everyone everything about your life, so that anyone who stumbles upon your blog will know within five seconds: a) how your romantic life is, b) what you are studying in school, c) the best way to steal your identity. you tell about all the monotonous things you do each day. you post pictures of you and your friends and what you do every weekend. you usually use your blog to brag about all the cool things you do and see.

3. your posts are way too long. and way too lame. as in, you just vent or talk politics and want to start a comment war.

if your blog is any of these things, congrats. you have the worst blog in the world.