Oh For Gawd's Sake

What in the bloody hell is this? Celebrity Bull Riding?

Don't get me wrong, I like watching bull riding, but Vanilla F**king Ice? Leif Garrett? Jonny Fairplay?

Oh my gawd.

I Found It!

Today, during my weekly run to Kroger, I actually (finally) found mascarpone cheese!

I was so excited!

"Look kids! Mascarpone cheese! Now I can cook just like Giada De Laurentiis!"

This is a big deal, you see, because I'm a fan of Giada's...and she uses mascarpone cheese in almost every recipe (it seems). So now I have to find one of her recipes to use that cheese in.

(And I'd also like to mention my find yesterday: a Barefoot Contessa cookbook. I held it up to Husband and said "Anniversary gift?")

Ack! Please, No!

Oh. My. GAWD!

Will this Tom Cruise madness ever stop???

Please, Tom, I beg you, please don't do it! My eyes! My eyes!

I mean, for Chrissakes, why don't my husband and I do the same thing? It would be just as inappropriate....and nauseating.

Babies' Day Out

It would seem that every summer we discover a mall, or at least how to get to one. Today Husband took us to the mall that everyone in our area seems to go shopping at, one over on the outskirts of the 'burgh.

Since moving out here to OH I have developed a phobia of city driving, so Husband said since he wanted to check out some stuff, he show me the quickest way to this mall everyone here in this part of OH swears by.

So, yeah, we went. Now I know how to get there so I can take the kids school shopping and not have to pay sales tax on clothing.

Only, on the way in to said mall I witnessed a young lady commit a disgusting fashion faux pas: leg warmers with flip-flops.

We went to Red Lobster for lunch and in a fit of daring I decided to order linguini alfredo with shrimp and lobster. I've never been much of a seafood fan, so I said "What the heck?"

I'm still not a seafood fan. Yuck. Blek. Yaaaaaaag.

All in all, it was a fun family day.

Diet Update

Since the kids were at that birthday party last night, Husband and I took advantage of it and had two hours of time to ourselves.

We decided to go out to dinner, and since our area isn't known for its five-star eateries, we went to Ponderosa.

I thought "I haven't had meat in over two months, and there's a first time for everything."

I got sick. Sick sick.

I had maybe four very small bites, which I chewed about 100 times each, and my stomach went into revolt. Honestly, I was afraid something like that would happen.

It's scary, because I'm a meat-n-potatoes kind of gal!

I recovered, though. I didn't get sick, but I sure wanted to.

Friday Giggle

TOTALLY NSFW

If you're at work or around small kids, don't watch this right now.

Profanity, you know. Liberal use of my favorite four-letter word.

The Skinny on Fatty

Big News!

I'm down to 140 pounds!

I haven't been at this weight for ten years!

(That makes a grand total of 30 lbs. lost, for anyone keeping track.)

Page Testifies

Jimmy Page, THE GREATEST GUITAR PLAYER EVAH, IMHO, testified in a bootlegger copyright trial.

Addressing the sale of a $440 DVD box set of Led Zeppelin concerts, Page told prosecutor Judith Hutchinson he would "never sanction" those performances because he is "a perfectionist" and very specific about the live footage the band release.

I love this man.

Rock on, Jimmy!

Guess What?

This morning I actually watched a video on VH1! Imagine that!

(Apparently they show videos in the morning hours....before they start the Scott Baio-athon. Have you watched that Scott Baio show, btw?)

Anyway, I must have timed it right, because the video I saw is for a song that I actually know and like (yes, sometimes I listen to Top 40 radio).

Snort Worthy

Agent Bedhead provides a link that's laugh out loud worthy.

"Anchormen laughing"

College Love Jam

I'm listening to Joe Satriani while I cruise Blogaritaville and such, and this song always reminds me of B, my college love. This was "our song," the song we were going to play for our first dance when we got married. It's called "Always With Me, Always With You."

Oh yes, GroovyVic has a past.

Future Family Member?

Word is Daniel Radcliffe got a pretty nice birthday present when he turned 18, which makes him even more attractive to the young ladies out there.

One young lady being a family member of mine.

I told her mother that said family member should get in touch with Mr. Radcliffe. Well hell, family member is cute, the right age, and a very nice girl. (I'm not biased or anything.)

The stipulation here is that the family member has to take me across the pond with her.

Thankew Agent Bedhead for the link.

Just Another Adventure in Motherhood

Today the kids and I went grocery shopping. I hate doing this, whether I'm with the kids or not, but today's trip was just awful.

Daughter just had to take in her little Sleeping Beauty doll, at one point putting it in her pocket. Well, kids being kids, she decided she was going to dance and fart around, and the doll fell out of her pocket.

Chaos ensued, Daughter was crying at the top of her little lungs, and I was stalking around Kroger trying to find that damn doll.

And everyone there looked at me like I was The Wicked Witch.

Anyone else ever have an experience like this?

Oh yeah, we found the damn doll, in the frozen food aisle. Damn piece of pink plastic.

She's Got A Point

Lauren Bacall isn't too fond of Hollywood.

She thinks celebrities today are "stupid."

You've got to respect a woman who was married to Humphrey Bogart.

Feeling Bitchy

I'm in a mood today, and this line fits perfectly:

"The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never lets in the sun"

Potter!

After a marathon reading session (no I didn't take it to church), I finished the book last night.

It ended the way I wanted it to; I shan't give anything away, but I will say that I was crying towards the end.

Merlin's pants!

Action packed! An emotional ride! In all, though, a fitting end for the series.

Coincidentally, today is Daniel Radcliffe's 18th birthday!

Yesterday's Fun

I have a scant few minutes to post before I have to start getting ready for church. Yes, I stayed up late reading Harry Potter and overslept, so now I'm running around like a fool.

We went to that reenactment/historic village festival yesterday. It was fun, expensive, but fun. The reenactment itself was kind of a letdown; just a few guys on either side. Still, though, when the guns started firing I looked at Husband and told him I missed it.

We spent much of the time remarking about the FARB (not authentic) soldiers and civilians. I told Husband the troops needed him, then maybe they'd know how to shoot, and he said he didn't have the patience to train anyone anymore.

For a man in our country's modern military, I don't know how to take that remark.

*snort*

Anyway, yeah, then we went to Boob Bob Evans, where Son promptly lost one of his teeth.

Which leads me to ask you parents, what do you or have you done with the teeth? Keep them? Throw them out? I have all the teeth Son has lost so far in a little box; my mom kept mine. Is that gross?

Then, the really great feeling when I opened the mailbox and saw that box from Amazon. Harry Potter had arrived!

And yeah, I skipped to the end, so I sort of know what happens. Cheater!!

I Concur

Today is going to be a good day.

Maybe not so much for President Bush, though.

And! Today we're going to a Civil War reenactment! Just as spectators, but still, this will be our first in years.

I'm so excited!!!

Happy Day!!!

(Thankew Robbo the Llama Butcher)

Bits of Info

Just so you know, last night I ate a piece of pizza, for the first time in over two months.

OMG, it was so good I almost cried.

And all was well afterwards!

If I don't post much in the next few days it will be because I'll be reading the newest Harry Potter book and don't want to be interrupted.

Do you think the Pastor would be offended if I read that book instead of the Good Book in church tomorrow???

My Next Swooner?

Yesterday I rented, and watched, Pride and Prejudice. Not the big screen version (I cannot stand Keira Knightley), the mini-series that was on A&E several years ago.

And people, I loved it.

Yes, I sat and watched the entire thing last night and just enjoyed the hell out of it. It was a beautiful movie, and I'm a sucker for a romantic plot.

To be honest, I haven't read the book, but I do have an old hardcover edition that I inherited when my father died. As was his custom, he made a notation at the end of the book as to when he read it (1987) and his overall opinion. He found it "Incredibly dull and boring."

At one time I must have found that book, in my younger days, hence all the red crayon scribbles and ripped pages.

Last weekend I watched the Bridget Jones movies (again) and wanted to see Colin Firth in something else anyway, and all I have to say is "Hel-lo!"

The UK sure can turn out some cuties, huh? Could he be my next Swooner Dreamboat?

Tooty Movie Review

Today at Blockbuster I rented the movie Thunderpants. Admittedly, I rented it for two reasons: 1) Rupert Grint (Ron Weasley) is in it, and I just love him; 2) it's about a boy who...um...well, farts. A lot.

Oh come on. We all do it, and if you say you don't, you're a liar.

Anyway, despite the flatulent frenzy, this was a really cute movie.

Patrick Smash can't control his arse, but with his friend Alan he learns that he has a gift, and uses that gift to achieve his dream of being a space man.

The movie made me laugh, for obvious reasons, but I admit that I felt sorry for Patrick Smash.

Pick up a copy, if you can find it, and notice how almost everything is some shade of green.

This Is Too Funny

This was intended to be a Friday 80's Jam post, but when I looked up this particular song I found this video of misheard lyrics.

Great song, but hysterical video:

Laugh Out Loud

And this did.

Make me laugh out loud, that is.

Thankew Agent Bedhead.

Productive Day

It's been a busy, productive day so far in the Groovy household.

I've got pork chops thawing, made macaroni salad for dinner, and I've even made dessert.

Yep. Strawberry shortcake.

And now I've got someone here to work on our water well. Right in the middle of running the dishwasher.

So much for productive.

Another Good Reason...

...to watch your husband's closet closely

I mean, my goodness!

Acting!

I like Jon Lovitz, I always have, and after reading this I like him even more.

And let's face it, who wouldn't want to beat the snot out of Andy Dick? I mean, his name says it all.

Thankew phineas g. at Agent Bedhead

Smells Like Swooner Dreamboat

Ewan McGregor is going to be the face of a new fragrance for men.

Any guesses as to what Husband is going to get for Father's Day 2008?

My Review

So, yeah, saw the newest Harry Potter today.

It was good. Granted, there was a lot of material to work with, and I'll admit the book was pared down to the pertinent stuff.

The visuals were good. Gary Oldman looks HAWT, but I still think Rupert Grint (Ron Weasley) is cute as a button.

I say, the movies are good and all, but read the books.

You can never go wrong with a book!

You Know Who I Like

Mark "I'm a Jedi Knight" Hamill thinks Natalie Portman is hawt.

Um, yeah....oooookay. What. Ever.

Drool over Ms. Portman (who's character in SW is your mother, you sick freak) all you want.

I'll just keep watching for this man:

"Cindy's puttin' on some weight!"

So said Husband just now, while watching a very fat woodchuck waddle across our driveway.

You remember, we have two woodchucks which we've dubbed Cindy Sheehan and Michael Moore.

Michael was making a home under our porch, and came thisclose to eating a lead apple. Luckily for that fat vermin, he hightailed it after I stomped on the porch.

Two Months and Counting

It's been two months since my surgery, and I can now supposedly eat meat, bread, and salad.

But I'm afraid to.

Look, when scrambled eggs feel like they're getting stuck, I'm not that eager to try stuff like a Caesar salad. I'll get scoped again next month; I'll survive until then. I've been trying stuff in wee portions, though, like a bit of fish last night for dinner.

I have, however, discovered a new love of vegetables after these past two months. We had a stir-fry last night and it was so good. To be honest, it was nice just to be able to chew something again, but after two months of V8 juice, trust me, a nice bit of broccoli and carrots made the angels sing.

Harry! H! A! R! R! Y!

Oh I'm so excited I can't stand it!!!

Today I'm going to go see the latest Harry Potter movie by myself!!

Imagine that!

We were going to go last night, up to the drive-in, but we were all pretty tired and didn't feel like waiting until dark, so Husband said "You go up, I'll wait for it to come out on DVD."

Isn't that nice?

Son doesn't want to see it, claims he does not like Harry Potter, and I'm frankly worried that this latest flick will be too violent for Daughter to see in the theater. At least, when we have it on DVD, we can watch it on our laptops and Daughter will be none the wiser.

So! Isn't Husband great? Well, to be honest, he's got to call the doc today anyway; he's got the ingrown toenail from hell.

Sunday Morning Vent

I have to get this off my chest in hopes that you parents out there will have some kind of advice for me.

Son is, as you know, almost eight years old, but I swear he's turning into a teenager already. Lately he's been acting like a spoiled jerk who I don't like very much, which does not bode well for the rest of his youth.

I can, honestly, trace this behavior back to when he got back from spending a week with my parents. Being normal grandparents, they spoiled my younglings rotten. Daughter missed Husband and I, and wanted to come home, but Son would have been as happy as a pig in mud to stay up there forever.

Because Grandma and Grandpa drop everything and cater to Son's every whim, that's why. Would you want to leave something like that?

Long story short, now it's as if Son expects ME to drop everything and cater to him. Just the other day he had asked if we could go rent video games at Blockbuster, and I gave him the answer I always got: "We'll see." But I thought, well, he's got allowance saved up, maybe we can go tomorrow.

Later that day Son burst into tears when I told him he could play video games. His reason? He doesn't like any of the video games we have! It was then that I realized he expected me to drop what I was doing and run him in to town to rent games.

Well, I told his seven-year-old self that I'm not here to entertain him and cater to him, that I had just spent over $100 buying him books and taking him to the library!

After being yelled at by him all day yesterday, I finally told him that he's not at Grandma's anymore, that his arse better straighten up, or the next time he pulls that behavior, he's going to start losing his stuff. All those books he had to have, all those toys he had to have, no more library, no fun stuff for the rest of the summer.

I'm sick of it! And I'm considering homeschooling??

It is entirely too early for this kind of behavior.

Advice is most certainly welcome!!

Honesty Is Hardly Ever Heard

I've got to give Denis Leary credit for being honest.

But I can see these comments coming back to bite him in the arse, can't you? And then it will all have been in jest.

Having been raised to turn off things when I'm not in the room and such, though...

And everything in my house is electric, and believe me, we've switched our lightbulbs and are very aware of our usage.

Denis Leary may have to money to pay those high electric bills, but I don't.

Still, though, yeah, when those Esurance commercials start preaching about carbon footprints, I say shove it up their arse too!

Night Shift

Okay. Yes, I'll admit it, I did watch General Hospital: Night Shift last night.

Well, I taped it.

Anyway...yeah. Um, okay.

But I would just like to know how in the hell Jason could have been around to take Spinelli to the hospital with a gunshot wound to the foot when Jason is supposed to be in prison?! Hello?

And did we really need to see: Dr. Robin Scorpio and Dr. Patrick Drake getting dirty in the shower? Or Maxiepad and Coop getting it on in a supply room? With handcuffs no less?

The rumors are true, Billy Dee Williams (a.k.a. Lando Calrissian) is on the show...he's a janitor. Woo hoo?

I don't quite know what to think about this show just yet.

But, as I post my opinions, General Hospital has just started (on SoapNet), so that's that. Elizabeth swiped Lucky's badge to visit Jason in prison!!

My New Hero?

Julia Roberts won't let her in-laws see her new baby.

She's also ordered them into counseling.

Hmm....how can I go about doing something like this with my in-laws?

Kidding! Just kidding!!

*snort*

Case Closed?

Now remember, I was living in the Erie area when this pizza collar bomber thing happened...

So last night when I heard that two people had been indicted in this whole thing, it got my interest up.

Gee, it only took them four years to figure it out.

Here's the story from Fox News; the really spooky thing is that my parents lived down the street from Ms. Diehl-Armstrong.

And I'd met that Rothstein person....

Booooooooooo....

KABOOOOOOOM!

Wouldn't you know it, as soon as I finish posting that there's nothing worth blogging about, lightning strikes.

Literally!

One of our trees got hit by lightning this afternoon. Oddly enough, it was one of the dead ones, but still. There are pieces of that tree all over our yard now!

It was something, I'll tell you. A big, cracking BOOM and the brightest flash of light I've ever seen. The flash seemed to just take over everything.

The kids and I are okay; the tree is far enough away from the house that nothing hit us, and any bits of tree only made it as far as our garage door.

You think someone is trying to tell me something?

What's Going On?

Not much, I can tell you that.

I've been spending most of my time online researching homeschool stuff. Yes, really. Can't you tell from the lack of posting around here?

To be quite honest, I'm a little tired of the whole blogging thing. I guess I've hit my peak or whatever, because lately I just don't really care! Maybe it's the summer weather, I don't know, but I just have no desire to post. And nothing really worth posting about.

So, anyway, yeah. Comments are back on, so comment away, but no damn spam, please.

Picture It

Wandering the aisles of le Mart de Wal this morning, and I was singing this:

Most especially "I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it."

Sixth Grade Heartthrob Jam

Attention all you Rick Springfield fans! He's finally got some kind of story line on General Hospital (a look alike who sports an Australian accent), and word in SO Digest is that Rick will actually sing on the show sometime this summer!

Which, frankly, will be a nice move away from the constant whining Dr. Drake has been doing.

Maybe this will help to get you ready:

Getting Ready!

Since the latest Harry Potter flick comes out tomorrow, I thought this would get us all in the spirit.

Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!

Sunday One Hit Wonder Jam

I heard this on the way to church this morning.

Snort Worthy

*giggle*

Wanna Go With Me?

I just read in the latest Soap Opera Digest that the man pictured below, Tyler Christopher, a.k.a. Nikolas Cassadine, is going to be in the 'burgh in August!

Anyone want to go with me???

Friday College Jam

I used to love this song in college.

It's "dee-groovy!"

Stop Playing With It!

No, it's not what you think.

This morning Daughter was all set, with a bowl of Cocoa Puff and one of those little bottles of drinkable yogurt.

Except she kept messing around with that bottle.

I told her to stop playing with it and eat, but nooooo. Two minutes later SPLAT!

Strawberry drinkable yogurt all over my bar stools and carpet.

Now, I love both of my kids, I really do, but WHY is it that they seem to want to destroy my house? Have you ever tried to clean pink yogurt out of carpeting?

What's done is done, the mess is cleaned up, and Daughter was repentant for about a minute.

Enough Is Too Much

I love fireworks...on the Fourth of July!

Our neighbors must think that because we all live out in the boonies it's perfectly acceptable to take the entire week and set off fireworks.

I don't really have that much of a problem with it, except for the fact that it sounds like small arms fire.

Post-Fourth Post

I hate mid-week holidays, don't you? Husband had Monday off (oh he of the compressed work schedule), worked Tuesday and then had yesterday off.

Anyway, much of our Fourth was spent doing odd jobs around the house. Well, Husband and I did, the kids pretty much played and made noise. But I got a lot of laundry done, and Husband got the basement shelves rearranged.

I've made the decision to put some of the Civil War reenacting clothing up on eBay. I'm a little sad, but it's clothing for a young boy, and Son is just too tall now.

Just so you don't think we didn't do some sort of celebrating, we went to a birthday/4th of July party. I wound up yakking with the wife most of the night about homeschooling!

We tried to see some fireworks, but as it turns out there are too damn many trees out here. We could only hear them. Daughter fell asleep anyway.

But, in sum, it was a pretty good day.

Now, run off and snicker over al-Gore III getting busted for doing 1000 mph in a Pius!

Happy Independence Day

Snort Worthy

This is a good one!

Thanks to Frankly, My Dear

Book Junkies

It looks like my love of books (or rather, addiction to) is rubbing off on Son. He picked out four more Geronimo Stilton books; he had seven in his hand, but put three back in favor of getting a Pirates of the Caribbean novel.

I have to admit, and I did so to Son, that I was pretty proud of him for doing that.

I only got one book today.

But! The biggest fun happened while we were driving to the mall. There was a blue Toyota Pius (I know, I did that on purpose) in front of us, and after I remarked about it looking like a blue turd on wheels, I saw an arm snake out and a hand flick cigarette ashes.

I said, "Oh, that guy really cares about the environment! Driving a hybrid and then smoking and flicking his ashes out of the car window!"

He soon flicked the butt out the window, too.

And of course, I wore my shirt that says "American by birth, National Guard Wife by the grace of God" (because I'm thin enough to fit into it) and got some looks at the mall. Mostly from skeevy looking yutes, though.

Books, Again

We're off to the bookstore again.

Yes, I know we just went last week, but Son read all seven of the books he picked out, and so wants to continue building his Geronimo Stilton collection.

I'd like to see if the store has any homeschooling tomes. (I've decided to wait a year, keep the kids in pubic public school, and do intensive homeschool research. I don't feel prepared or informed enough right now to make a decision.)

At least I've got those nifty cool Borders Rewards thingahootches to use. Coupons! Coupons!

Gettysburg - Day 3

Today is July 3, the third day of The Battle of Gettysburg.

The most notable event to take place on this day has to be Pickett's Charge, in which Pickett's division was almost entirely wiped out.

Damn, Damn, Damn

I went to the GI doc today; I have to follow up with him now, I'll see the surgeon in a year.

Anyway, I told the doc that lately, within the past couple weeks anyway, I've been feeling as if the soft solids I'm allowed to eat are getting stuck. It's not the greatest feeling in the world.

Long story short, I'm getting scoped again, but not until August 15! Which basically means that I'm putting myself back on a liquid diet until then. Well, not a total liquid diet, but you know what I mean.

So, when you're eating your Fourth of July hot dogs and hamburgers, think of old GroovyVic, will ya? I can't think of anyway to make mashed potatoes and pudding patriotic.

Good News....For A Change

Yesterday was Military Appreciation Day at our church, and we had the great fortune of having an Army Chaplain deliver the sermon. He's been in Iraq, folks, so he has a clue, if you know what I mean.

There was also an Infantryman there, who'd done (to my knowledge) at least one tour in Iraq.

During the Q&A period after our luncheon, several people asked about what's really going on over there, since the media over here always wants to dole out the bad news.

Well, the Infantryman said that he never once saw any kind of reporter when he was in a particular area of Iraq....the so-called "hot spot."

Go figure.

And the Chaplain (who is NOT Father Mulcahey, by the way) had a few choice words to say, among them that it isn't as bad as we're being led to believe.

I SOOOOO wanted to ask what they thought about these hippie wannabes who run around shouting "Vietnam!!" but I kept my yap shut. And I was trying to shush my kids.

I mention this only because Robbo posted about something similar that happened at his house over the weekend.

Gettysburg Day 2

(My apologies for not posting yesterday on the first day of The Battle of Gettysburg.)

Today is July 2, the second day of fighting at Gettysburg.

Among the notable events of this day:

Fighting in the Wheatfield and the Peach Orchard;

Fighting in Devil's Den ("We should have gone to the riiiiiight");

Fighting on Little Round Top (go Strong Vincent and the 83rd PA!)

Follow the link above for more info.

WAIT, THERE'S MORE! Robbo gets it right.

Attention Trekkies!

Even I, no fan of Star Trek, have to wonder about this possible casting decision.

I'd like to say that William Shatner is and always will be Capt. James T. Kirk. Matt Damon? Feh.

Swimmin'!

As I was getting ready for church yesterday, I made the decision to wear jeans, since I was going to be working in the nursery.

So I went to the closet to get my size 12 Levi's (the smallest size jean I own). When I put them on I let out a whoop because they were too big!

To be clear, I've always had a love/hate relationship with Levi's jeans. If I try on a pair of, oh, size 14 Lee jeans they fit fine, but the same size in Levi's has me gasping for breath just to get them zipped up!

So when size 12 Levi's are too big, I'm pretty happy.

I walked over to Husband and said "Look! I'm swimmin' in my jeans!"

Now I get to go jeans shopping! Huzzah!