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August 28, 2011 | random randomness

Geez, so it’s been a couple of weeks. I’m kind of done with blogging, but I can’t quite shut the door. There’s stories to share! Pictures to post! Things to rant about!

Some of the reasons I haven’t been posting as much:
1. My boys have basically destroyed the keyboard on my laptop. I have no spacebar or enter key. This makes typing long passages exceedingly annoying if not impossible for a person with very limited patience, such as myself.
2. I could then sit in our office and type, but I have trouble blogging at a desk, unless I’m at work (which I’m not). The couch was made for blogging. I’m pretty sure it says that in historical furniture documents.
3. After getting the boys to bed, all I want to do is clear my Google reader of blogs — and bookmark any new sewing/craft projects OR
4. Watch our current addiction: Friday Night Lights. If you’re already a fan, then you’ll understand. If you haven’t, please give it a try. I hate football, and yet I’m thinking about making a Dillon tshirt for myself. Clear eyes. Full heart. CAN’T LOSE people!

Things I plan on blogging about in the future:
1. the Great Unfunness of bailing buckets of water out of your nonfunctional sump pump tank for 2+ straight hours without coffee (positive side: I’m pretty sure I can count that as exercise).
2. My sweet Jojo starts Kindergarten in 11 days. All day Kindergarten. I won’t see my sunshine from 7:22 to 2:25. The emotions of this realization have rocked me the past week — and realizing this begins his decade plus of formal education wherein we can’t get up and head to a park or make dams in streams.
3. Nugget says “Goddamnit.” Not my proudest moment.
4. My fabric addiction and showing off sewing projects to make excuses for said fabric addiction.

Enough about myself. How are you?

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August 5, 2011 | TV/movie addiction

Yes, the movie filming has begun, and little by little, I’m learning more and apparently not passing on the news to You. My apologies.

Less than 1/10th of a mile from our little house, probably while I screamed at the kids while sweating in a ill-fitting tee and my husband’s shorts (BECAUSE I’M GAINING WEIGHT AND I TOTALLY BLAME MY AGE…LATE 30S, YOU ARE NOT NICE! NOT NICE AT ALL!), Ryan Gosling rode a motorcycle in and robbed the bank down the street.

This bank! See me?

I made my fabulously obedient SIL take pictures. It was all very spur-of-the-moment though. I’m sure if we’d been prepared for a movie crew and the hottie factor of Mr. Gosling, we could have made a much better stalking effort. Next time, dear readers.

Unfortunately, upon THINKING I saw the actor (which many people did later that day), I scrooped myself. Not really. But I did make up a new condition/word wherein one poops oneself while screaming. My underwear and pride thank my sturdy sphincter for holding tight. Well done.

But I definitely felt my bowels do some sort of scary dance upon seeing The Fake Ryan Gosling Still Very Hot Guy I Could Have a Fantasy Affair With.

Here’s the motorcycle they used (in its trailer) and the food service trailer thingy. Perhaps they have burritos. Alas, I may never know as they’re no longer filming at the bank down the street. I can’t seem to crop in WordPress. Sorry.

One of the houses they’re using for filming is also 1/10th of a mile from our own!! It’s one I drive by all the time, so that might be a pain in my ass OR perhaps a tickle in my bowels if on my detour I run into (and hopefully not over) Ryan or the other hot potato of acting love, Bradley Cooper. One of the moms I know LIVES in the house next door to the one they’ll be using for the film. Right. Next. Door. And the houses are close together, people. Dear Lord I’d be in gawker heaven.

As it is, I’m in constant High Alert. I should probably get some Depends* ’til filming ends.

*again, I did NOT really poop myself. Thank you.