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June 23, 2011 | TV/movie addiction

So it’s not too late to discuss the Best Picture Nominees of 2010, first discussed and analyzed back in February.

Mr. Squirrel and I have managed to see TWO more films (noted with an asterisk) below. Please see my professional amateur film reviewer review (getting that copyrighted Don’t Even THINK IT) below and note I have put in ascending order (of the movies we’ve seen) of best picture deservedness:

1. The Social Network (LOVED THIS MOVIE — a modern day He Said He Said They Said. You’d get it if you saw it. Which you should — go NOW!) — I was flipflopping all over the place leading up to the Oscars with which should win (this or The King’s Speech), and when they called the winner, I knew in my gut they got it wrong. The Social Network was the best picture of 2010. Sorry Aaron Sorkin. You done got robbed.

2. The King’s Speech (I still love this movie, and I hope by moving it to second position, Colin Firth will still love me as I do him. Plus, he won the Oscar as did the film– that should ease the pain of my betrayal.)

3. *127 Hours (ahhhhhmyyyyGGGGAAAHHHHHHH fastforwardfastforwardfastforward aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhmmmyyyyGGGGAAHHHHHH)

4. Inception (really good but too long, and I’m not sure I “got it.” I still don’t “get” the Matrix.)

5. Toy Story 3 (really good — I can’t for the life of me understand why I don’t have my own movie review television programme*. bullshit.)

6. *Winter’s Bone (sweeeet Sallie Mae, Do. Not. Do. Meth. Excellent, albeit creepy, acting.)

7. The Kids are All Right (good but too long)

I still haven’t seen the following three movies, which I fully anticipate being able to rank and discuss (in one sentence format) before the nominees for 2011 are announced:
Black Swan
True Grit
The Fighter

*oh I DID! I also go to the theatre when not viewing programmes on the telly.

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June 17, 2011 | The Nugget,TV/movie addiction

Nugget must follow in my footsteps with awkward encounters with celebrities.

Yesterday, The Director and seven or so production crew members visited my neighbor’s house to scout out a possible filming location.

I found myself outside helping my next door neighbor lift a desk from the back of her minivan. Nugget, having lost his pants, was naked from the nugs down, but he followed me outside. My neighbors have, I think, finally gotten used to at least one of my children being mostly naked when they see them. Personally, I think she’s just forgotten how tiring it can be to constantly run back upstairs to grab yet another pair of shorts, socks and/or Big Boy Undies. At some point, you just let them go native.

Anyhoo, I was so busy flexing my flabby armwings in preparation for some heavy lifting/good neighbor working, that I had forgotten that the caravan of film crew would be driving back up the block past my house and see my ragamuffin child in full moon.

At least Nugget waited until they passed before pissing all over my neighbor’s lawn. Yes. Yes he did.

We classy up here in New York State.

OK and there’s no word yet on whether the director has decided if he wants to shoot in my friend’s house. I guess it’s one of those “you’ll know because we’ll call you” kind of deals.

Let me tell you friends, you’ll know when I know… and we do have room in our guest room for visitors! I’ll even throw some pants on my son.

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June 16, 2011 | TV/movie addiction

I don’t “do well” with celebrity encounters.

This is one reason why I’m hiding in the house, peering through the curtains and trying to catch a glimpse of a successful movie director who is scheduled to visit my friend’s house in 7 minutes to possibly shoot a movie with these two hotties IN HER HOME.

SWEET MEATS AND CHEESES, LET THIS HAPPEN!!!!!!!!

The other reason I’m in the house is that I cannot get Nugget to wear pants today. Well, after our four hour trip to the park, he’s all pantsed out. You know the feeling.

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June 15, 2011 | Jojo,The Nugget

I am. Too bad the last game is this weekend! Last year, spring brought us Jojo’s first t-ball season. This year, my heart is stolen once again with distracted players and infield pile-ups.

Meet Jojo, our team’s #9:

Meet Nugget, our team’s resident Worm Finder and #9s #1 Fan:

Run, Jojo, RUN!!!

Best Unexplained Hole EVER (conveniently located behind field #1):

And my favorite photo of the team so far this season. Check out that focus!

Next year, I hope Nugget wants to play. Mommy loves t-ball.

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June 14, 2011 | "project!",Me,random randomness

Jeeez, all I do is write a couple posts about finding new bras and I get emails from PEOPLE WHO NEVER POST COMMENTS asking if this “series” is over and blaming me for their wives new bras better fitting and more comfortable undergarments.

WELL, fine. Guilty as Charged.

I’ve been away for a while, too busy enjoying my boobs not knocking into my knees to blog.

Here’s what’s going on, meme style, thanks to my youngest sister-wife, Britt (hi! I’m stealing from you.):

Reading: I’m trying to get through the stacks of magazines around the house… if I’m not on top of my magazines, I get stressed, then I can’t really enjoy them because I’m just trying to get through them. And these aren’t just the ones I subscribe to or were gifted to me (Marie Claire, Entertainment Weekly, Vanity Fair, Family Fun, Parents, Better Homes & Gardens), but ones that my friends drop off to me because they know I love magazines and passing them along BUT NOT WHEN I feel compelled to read them all…I’m talking to you Oprah’s magazine, Real Simple and assorted trash mags. Serenity.

Relieved by: the parents in Nugget’s nursery school class — I’m the chair of the class, and so far, the parents seem relaxed, fun and normal. This is a gig I’ve been vying for a while, and it seems to be a good fit for me.

Looking forward to: our trip to Illinois to see friends & the Say Yes! state to see family at the end of next week!

Stressing about: nothing much… that’s so nice to say and mean!

Craving: for once, nothing. I had a large hearty dinner of pasta with cheesy bread, so I’m all good.

Wanting: to go to bed, but trying to finish this meager post.

Proud of myself for: not having a Diet Coke (or any other pop) since Saturday and not craving one!

Wearing: Target boyfriend v-neck tshirt and Merona boyfriend jeans. So comfortable. OH and don’t forget my awesomely perfect Vanity Fair tshirt bra. HOLLA boobie holders (copyrighted by Nugget, May 2011).

Addicted to: pretty and fun fabrics. I can’t quit you, Joann’s and Hobby Lobby (even though Hobby Lobby, you could try to hire some friendly employees…just a thought).

Avoiding: the gym. I’m pretty sure my subconscious hates the gym.

Suffering from: nausea from taking a break from this post and seeing a commercial wherein a hockey-mask clad man picked his earwax and then shook it off his fingers, and have I ever mentioned that ear wax is my least favorite bodily fluid? Nothing like a good dry-heave in the late evening.

Struggling with: my patience with the boys. We have good days. We have bad days. I’m just trying not to yell so much and remind myself (1) to breathe and (2) that come the fall, Jojo will be in full-day Kindergarten and Nugget in 2 mornings-a-week nursery school, so I should treasure this time together. I am going to MISS my Jojo. Ugh. Today Nugget heard the word “nugget” on tv and said, “that Nugget? ME Nugget! hahahahaha!” And this afternoon, the boys were racing across the front yard, but Nugget was pouting because Jojo won, so Jojo convinced him to race again and let him win; then, he suggested they race holding hands, which they did the rest of the time. So. Dang. Sweet.

Excited for: doing the laundry tomorrow so I can wash my newly purchased fabrics and then start in on my dad’s birthday present.

Thinking about: how I have several on-going sewing projects (2 bicycle baskets, 1 purse, 2 pair pj pants, 2 superhero sets) and yet I’m going to fit in a birthday present for my dad? Oh well-planned, Mrs. Squirrel.

Splurging on: (besides bras) Jack’s Special Salsa– we go through 3-5 tubs a week. Also, did I mention fabric?

Yep, that’s all I got for you. What’s up with you? Did YOU, too, get new bras because of my post or are you still freaked out with the measuring? Or are you a man who doesn’t need a bro yet (because when you do…)?