Movie talk

We went and saw The Dark Knight at the IMAX theatre over the weekend.  It. Was. Awesome.  I’ve never watched any of the old Batman movies, but when we saw Batman Begins at IMAX when it came out, I was hooked.  Although it was great to see Christian Bale 10 times larger than I would at any other movie theatre, seeing Heath Ledger as the joker wasn’t so hot.  It was downright freaky.  But, he made THE perfect joker.  He played that part so superbly, I honestly don’t think there could have been anyone better.  I know everyone is saying that he should have gotten an Oscar for his role, and I couldn’t agree more.  You just have to look past the painted face, creepy voice, and thing he does with his mouth that makes you think he wants to eat you up.  It’s all about the detail people, when you are in a theatre that is six stories high and eight wide, the details tend to pop a little more than they would anywhere else.  It brings to mind Beowulf, the last movie we saw there. In 3-D no less.  Let’s just say the men enjoyed the details of Angelina Jolie painted gold.

I don’t know what it is about superheros that draws people in, but I can’t seem to get enough of them.  It is mainly the comic book movies, but The Matrix is a favorite as well.  I consider them to be superheros.  Spiderman, Batman and X-men are probably my most favorite.  Of course, I am talking about all the most recent ones.  None of that cheesy stuff.

While we’re on the subject, have you ever seen Heroes? That show is the definition of addiction.  Derek got season one as a gift a while back, and he started watching it one night.  I happened to be walking by, and got sucked in.  End of story.  It didn’t take us long to finish that season.  Season two comes out in late August, and season three starts in September.  I was one of those that went through the Buffy the Vampire Slayer phase as well. I still have every single season on DVD.

I could go on and on, but I won’t.  I am the type to watch a movie over and over an endless amount of times if I really like it.  Derek is the same way, so he always believed if you were going to do that, you might as well own the movie.  Hence, our collection of over 500 movies.

So, if you liked Batman Begins, you will definitely like The Dark Knight.  I recommend you see it.


Yes, I really do eat the giblets

I enjoy cooking.  I’ve never been the best at it, but done well enough.  The first couple years I was married, we ate spaghetti and chicken enchiladas quite a bit.  Those were the only two foolproof meals I could conjure up.  Other than that, Derek would grill steak, chicken, and pork chops most of the time.  I’ve tried out quite a few recipes over the years, most of which didn’t turn out great.

In the last year, I’ve been trying a lot more things, and have expanded my list of meals I can actually cook.  It wouldn’t be a problem if my husband was the type of eater I am.  I am not one bit picky.  I will basically eat anything, and love eating the weirdest types of food.  I am one of those people that will eat the giblets after they are used to flavor the gravy.  Derek, on the other hand, is The Worlds Pickiest Eater.  Nothing can ever be prepared to his liking, and he isn’t afraid to let me know.  He might just look at a dish, and decide right then that he will not be trying it.  He isn’t anything like most men, where they will tolerate whatever is put in front of them.  He should’ve been a food critic.  He has specific parameters that must be met.  But, if I don’t cook something, he is content eating a bowl of cereal for each and every meal!  He also doesn’t like seafood, and I am a seafood freak!  In a way, I am glad he is like this (to a certain extent), because it has really helped me hone my cooking skills. 

Recipes are my downfall.  I never know which ones to pick out, and have trouble gauging whether or not they will taste good.  When I do finally choose one, I have a hard time picturing it in my head, so it never seems to come out right.

So, when I stumbled upon this site last year, it was a match made in heaven.  When I first started trying some of her recipes, I would just setup the laptop in the kitchen and follow along.  It was so easy, and they all turned out just how they should.  I praise everyone that has a food blog and takes the time to snap a shot of each step, it makes things so much easier for a beginner cook like myself. 

I haven’t been cooking a whole lot lately.  Hello, grilling season!  But, I seem to have a sudden obsession with food blogs.  So, I’ve been wanting to cook a million different things.  Some of the food blogs I love include; Noble Pig, Burp! Where food happens, and Smitten Kitchen. Not to leave out The PW.

Another reason I couldn’t do a whole lot of cooking the first few years was that there was only two of us.  Added to the Worlds Pickiest Eater, is the fact that he doesn’t like leftovers.  I got sick of eating the same thing for dinner every single day, while he got to go out and get whatever he wanted.  Oh yeah, I also forgot to mention that he doesn’t like things that have been frozen.  As you can see, I was in quite a predicament.

I am going somewhere with all this, really!  See, I am moving back to my hometown, just a few minutes from my family and friends.  In the past years, I was living a little too far for comfort, and nobody ever wanted to come visit me, even to come over for dinner.  So,  I didn’t get many opportunities to try out recipes and feed anyone besides myself.  I always hated to waste food, so I just wouldn’t make things that would go to waste.

But now, I can try things and actually feed it to people that will appreciate me trying, and there will be just enough leftovers so Derek can try it, and there won’t be any wasted if he doesn’t like it!  See, I’ve got it all figured out.  I’m smart like that.

The first of what I am sure will be a whole lot of moving posts

In less than two weeks, we will be closing on the new house.  Here I am, looking around my house at everything that is still not packed up.  I just don’t know where to start.  Every single time I look at something and decide I can pack it up, I then convince myself that I will need it sometime within the next two weeks. 

It really snuck up on me.  The last couple of weeks, I kept thinking there was plenty of time to get everything done.  Then reality kicked in, and I realized there isn’t much time at all.  [Insert freak out here]

Everyone keeps on telling me that I can no longer be emotionally attached to this house.  It will never be the same again, and I do realize that.  If it were being sold, it wouldn’t be so hard.  But, this house is one we will still own in the years to come.  And it will change.  I’ve faced that, but as I look around, memories pop in and out of my head from the past three years.  This is where Derek and I started our life together (in a marriage sense), and there was so much that happened here.  I am not a big fan of change, I prefer simplicity and order.  In the end, I realize that the new house will provide so many new memories, and it will be the place we raise a family someday.  It’s not like we could have stayed where we were our entire lives, anyway.

I’ve been thinking about the situation at the new house, with the previous owners living so close.  I honestly don’t think they will bother us, but they must have the same feelings I am having.  This is a house where they raised a family (turns out, I graduated from high school with one of their daughters), remodeled a number of times, and I am sure that place is full of memories.  Oh well, life goes on.

So, I’ve been spending a lot of time packing things up, and coming across things that I had forgotten about.  I started packing up the storage room downstairs, the one that I cleaned out a while back. I ended up taking pictures of the collages and will finally throw them out.

I sent out Christmas cards the first year we moved in, and had planned to do the same each year since, which never happened.  After Christmas the first year, I stocked up on cards when they all went on super clearance.  Well, stocked up is an understatement, I’ve got loads of them!  Looks like I will have to pick up the tradition again of sending them out.  Or atleast give them to someone who will! 

I just need to mention the clothes for a minute.  I’ve never realized just how big my wardrobe is.  Every single closet in my house has clothes of mine in it.  The sad thing is that I don’t wear half of them, and probably don’t even fit into a quarter of them.  I made the mistake of putting on a few pounds years ago, and getting rid of all my clothes, only to lose the weight again.  I haven’t gotten rid of much since then.  I really need an overhaul on my closet, and now just might be the time to do it.  We’ll have to see about that.  I have to admit, I’ve got a husband that is quite a picky dresser, and can compete fairly with me on the clothes front.  I won’t even mention the shoes and coats.  What couple really needs two closets devoted mainly to shoes and coats?

I will be so relieved when this move is over.  Of course, then I am faced with the task of doing something I couldn’t even do in a span of three years, in a house larger than the one we are moving into; finding a good spot for everything.

Snippets of me

Meg tagged me with this, and I am really glad.  I’ve been at a loss lately, or my life is just really boring!  Besides, what could be better than learning more about my little self (you don’t have to answer that).

What was I doing 10 years ago?
Ten years ago was the summer between my sophmore and junior year of high school.  I worked at a florist most days, and spent the evenings out with friends.  Let’s see, I played tennis a lot that summer and briefly dated someone.  Nothing real exciting happened that summer.

Five snacks I enjoy in a perfect, non-weight gaining world:
Swedish fish
Ice cream
French fries

Five snacks I enjoy in the real world:
See above,  I still indulge in all these things, regardless.  I have a lack of what we like to call ‘self control’ when it comes to some things.

Five things I would do if I were a billionaire:
Quit work, and finish school, then start working again
Spend 6 months in Ireland
Adopt children from outside of the United States
Give money to all my family and friends
Buy land in the country, build our dream house, and rescue all sorts of animals

Five jobs I have had:
Florist, I did a little bit of everything
Waitress, this didn’t last too long, I just couldn’t do it.
Banquet Server,  I worked at a country club for four years, and those were some of the best years of my life.  It’s nothing like waitressing, it’s actually fun!
Receptionist, this didn’t last too long either.  This company had a rule about always smiling, and even I can’t smile THAT much!
Administrative Assistant, this is where I am now, biding my time until I become a Nurse.

Five habits:
Daydreaming. I do way too much of this.
Repeating things to myself after I say them.  I have a constant need to correct people’s grammar, yet I always think I say things wrong.
I always have to keep the volume of the tv on an even number.  I tend to be a little obsessive compulsive, so that’s where this one comes from.
Listening to songs over and over.  Sometimes I will listen to the same artist for months before I switch over to another or back to the radio.
Sharing my silverware with my dogs.  When I give them food, I usually just give it to them from the fork or spoon, which I use again.  Most people think this is gross, but I’ve never seen any problems with it.

Five places I have lived:
I haven’t had the luxury of living five different places, only three.
Livonia, MI
Plymouth, MI
Dearborn, MI

Five people I’d like to get to know better:
This is where I am supposed to tag some people, but I am not going to.  If anyone decides to do this, feel free.  Just let us know, and we’ll check it out!

Atleast she knows I won’t rip out the gardens

We had a home inspection done yesterday on the new house.  Everything turned out alright, just a few minor issues that need to be addressed.  That’s what husband’s are for, right?

It got a very good report, and I still like this house more and more each time I see it.  The fact that the previous owners live two doors down is a little odd, though.  That’s right, last night a woman came over while the inspection was going on.  Her and her husband had lived there for 22 years, and this past February, lost the house.  Her parents live two doors down, which is where they are currently living.  While I feel for them, and I am sorry for their luck, it was a bit on the strange side.  Especially when you could tell she really missed the house.  She was very willing to share any information about what they had done over the years, and even gave me some old photos from the kitchen remodel. 

After I had shared some changes that we wanted to make to the house, I kept my mouth shut.  She was very against the fact that we wanted to put up a fence, and suggested that we use an invisible fence.  I will not let anything hold me back, but I do completely understand why she is feeling this way.  First, she grew up two houses down, and her best girlfriend lived in the house we are buying.  The house between those two, and the one on the other side of our house are still owned by the same people that owned them 30 years ago.  So, her and her husband bought this house, and made it theirs for 22 years.  So, hello, there are some changes going on around here for the first time in a long time, and I can see where that would make it hard.

The way she talked about the house and all the things they changed over the years really proved that there is still some feeling there.  Hey, if I were in her position, I would probably be the same way.  Which is why I probably wouldn’t have ever gone over there in the first place.  I am glad she did, we found out many things we wouldn’t have otherwise.  But, if it was that difficult, she really shouldn’t have.  Obviously, she wasn’t rude or spiteful to me in any way.  She was wonderful about the whole thing, which made me feel even worse.  It also made me wonder.  She didn’t seem like the type of person to bother us or look over our shoulders at everything we do, but will she?

So, my huskies decided to be huskies yesterday.  Who would’ve thought THAT could ever happen.  Derek was taking the trash out and he left the front gate open for a minute.  They were gone.  Not just a little stroll outside the gate, they took off at a full run.

Let me backtrack a little and say that we have never had a problem with them running off.  Yeah, they’ve gotten out before, but they never go far.  There were times they had been out for half an hour before we even noticed, and they were only a couple of houses away.  Whenever we are working in the front yard or are at my parents house (which is not fenced), they always stay right with us.  We leave the gate open all the time when we are coming in and out, and they never do anything.

When he first called, I thought he was just joking around.  But then I heard the alarm in his voice and realized it really happened.  They didn’t even have their collars on.  So, for 45 minutes, they ran, nonstop, all over our neighborhood.  They ran the two and a half blocks to the main road near us.  I was just arriving home when Derek called and said he had found Kirra about 5 blocks away.  Someone said they saw Keiko take off toward the main road again.  He found him a few minutes later.  They were both fine, just out of breath.  They were panting for a good hour and a half after that.

So, everything turned out okay, but I nearly had a heart attack.  I called animal control on my way home, and I know a couple of people that saw them had already called the police.  I still can’t figure out why they did it though.  It was so out of the ordinary.  Kirra always has a scheme for something it seems, so maybe she just wanted a good run.  Whatever the case, we are definitely going to be more careful in the future.  I am hoping the move to a yard 8 times the size of our yard now will cure any desire they have to do this again.