Take Back the Blog- My Husband Dave

Don’t tell The Boy, but I’m planning my marriage to another guy. You may have heard of my future husband. He’s a bit of a YouTube star. He’s also got some songs on iTunes. I know, I have rather high standards. He’s quite a catch.

My future Mr. is Dave Days.

I found him yesterday. It’s been a rather short relationship.

This is my favorite Dave song. When we’re married I will make him sing it to me nightly. Yes, I’m a creeper. If you ever read this Dave (and I’m not sure how or why you found this…), I’m sorry, but I just can’t contain myself. You may want to run away now.

Or maybe you’ve seen this one. I’m ashamed of his relationship history, but no guy is perfect.

It could be a love story for us, Dave, just say yes.

[/end random creepy fan girl episode]


I’m Lovin’ It: Blog Style #1

Since I’m actually going to have some more freetime for the next couple weeks, I’m going to try to get back into blogging. Ladies and gentlemen (like any guys are actually reading this…) today we’re going to talk about my fav blog reads. You may have noticed my blogroll. We’re not going to be talking about all of those. I just add things at random so I can check them later. Not that I’m dissing any of you. I… Shutting up now.

Confessions of a Young Married Couple

So, I have to start off my list with Confessions. Now, I know I’ve complained about the lack of bloggers my age, and the large amount of married twenty something bloggers, AKA the demographic of the writers of most of the blogs on this list… I’ve given up on caring. Confessions is amazing. Katie is absolutely hilarious. She likes cupcakes and has a dachshund mix named Lucy. As the owner of two doxies, Lucy alone is enough to win me over. And then there’s the Bean. The Bean is a child, not a dog. I love how he is always the Bean, considering how I also don’t name names in my blog. And Bean is adorable. Katie’s conversations with Bean, or Bean’s conversations with Big Molly the Dog always brighten my day.

Go. Read it. Now.


Five Blondes

I used to read this more regularly. Five Blondes is a blog written by five sisters (blondes, if you hadn’t guessed). I think what draws me to this blog (considering I am at least 2 or 3 years younger than all of them, live in California not Canada, and am not blonde or 5 people) is the sisterly dynamic. As an only child, seeing siblings interact fascinates me. The Blondes are good for a little bit of everything, from outfits to cute baby pictures.


Blogs I’m Prone to Glance Over

Luxe Chandelier

This one I found off of the Love Story Project, which I found through Five Blondes. Three degrees of blog connection, baby! Steph Ann’s blog layout is so pretty you can’t help but want to look at it again.


Nobody Puts Baby in a Horner and xoxoxoe

These are my pop culture blogs that I’ve started checking out after Lost each week… Incredibly different but I like getting to see other peoples’ analyses? analysi on what happened on the island, etc.



Last, but not least, I’d like to add a shout out to Nicole and Rammi. I met these two through NaBloPoMo, and I’d like to thank them for their comments with some publicity. They are both witty and fantastic people. So, read their blogs.



I’m Only Gonna Break Break Your Heart

So, I’ve finally got some freetime and that means it’s time to update the old blog. I’ve gotten terrible at updating, I know. Still, this is the longest I’ve had a blog last, and the most I’ve ever posted in a blog.

Lady Gaga is coming to my town. The day before my birthday. Best Friend and I freaked out. I’m currently listening to a local radio station waiting for them to play two Gaga songs in a row so I can try to win tickets. Of course they didn’t offer any of the cheap tickets on presale yesterday. But I must get my hands on a ticket. The last time I remember going to a concert was when I was like 7 and it was for Radio Disney. Which hardly counts. The DJ is sadistic. I’ve gotten already to call twice and both times they played the wrong song after….

Boy broke up with Best Friend randomly. I haven’t spoken to him since, and that’s totally fine with me. I’m not missing out on much. She’s still got her hopes set on him, whether she wants to admit it or not. And… I’m sick of hearing her tell me things about him and how well she knew him. It’s just awkward and depressing. What am I supposed to say to that?

On Saturday I saw Remember Me with The Boy. It was… A very strange movie. It was much more depressing than I’d expected. And they used 9/11 as a plot device which…I don’t think is right. It’s one thing if you’re making a documentary but I don’t think something like that should be used as a way to *spoiler*bumpoffacharacter*end spoiler*.

I could write more but I want to get caught up on my blog reading so… I’ll leave it there.

Topher and Mormons

Today I bring to you two reviews, I guess. I’m currently reading Under the Banner of Heaven for English and I saw Valentine’s Day last night with a friend. I think it worked out better than if I’d gone to see it with The Boy. We gushed over guys’ abs together… Plus she goes to another school so I haven’t seen her in forever and it was nice to catch up. We went through yearbooks together and I told her about all the people we’ve grown up with, as I’m at the school where more of them ended up.

Valentine’s Day

To anyone else that’s seen this, I want your opinions. Was it just me or was this a fairly depressing romcom? I mean… At one point I asked my friend “Okay, is this ever going to turn around?” Nothing was going right for anyone. Sure, the whole point of the genre is the turning of the tide but you still need a little happiness and positivity. More than seeing Eric Dane, Topher Grace, and random Teen Hottie shirtless.

Anyways, back to the movie. It was decent. It wasn’t terrible but I don’t know how unique it was. My friend was totally predicted all the major plot twists/revelations. It was good for what it was, but not really anything special. And… Just a tad racist. Like the Chinese men that couldn’t speak great English and were waving Dodgers pennants in the background? Or making fun of the Bulgarian accent? And of course the Indian family owned a restaurant. Another thing: Who can see Ashton Kutcher as a florist? Really? Of all the jobs in the world we’re supposed to believe that he could be a florist?

In short, I’ve seen better romcoms, but V-Day was nothing terrible, nor was it anything special.

Under the Banner of Heaven

First of all, I’ve had a strange interest in Mormons for a while now. So of course I chose the Mormon book over Mount Everest and hoboing around.

Learning about the polygamist lifestyle and the past and present of the Mormon church are incredibly interesting. I’m really enjoying reading the book, but I always have this weird feeling after putting it down. How can I not when I’m reading about 14 year old girls being impregnated by their fathers, stepfathers, stepbrothers, uncles, etc.? It’s startling and frightening how the Utah government allows them to get away with this. I was even more disturbed when I learned that the ACLU tends to support the Fundamentalist Mormons. Sure, we are granted the right to practice whatever religion we want. But doesn’t safety and public health come before that? Is it really better to have freedom of religion and a state full of incestual babies? I’m around a third of the way done with the book now, and I’ll probably end up writing a further review and comments on it later.