This is the post that I need to come back to read in the event that Rex and I get in a fight.
This morning I was running late and forgot to bring a lunch to work. Rex must have noticed, because he made me an extraordinarily large lunch and surprised me with it at KAMSC. He also made himself a lunch, and he sat and ate with me! He packed me way more food than I could eat, but he's a guy. I think he is used to packing larger lunches. I felt pleasantly overwhelmed with food. Also, he covered my brown paper lunch bag in hearts. I think it really added a little punch to an otherwise boring sack.
Then, a few hours later, I came home from work to discover a vase full of lilies, some chocolates, earrings, and a love note!!! I immediately wondered what I had forgotten, but after going through a mental checklist (Christmas? Valentines Day? Anniversary?) I discovered that I had not forgotten any special day, but rather there is just a very good chance that Rex likes me. :-) And you know what? I think I just may like him back...
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Rattastrophe
Rattastrophe.
That is the word I have created in order to describe what has happened to our new little Webb family. Upon the receipt of our seventh rat, I have decided that this is a "rattastrophe" because I think that seven rats makes us officially crazed fanatics. Seven is just too many. Seven is reality television "Look at those crazy rat people and I'm so glad they aired this show so that my quirks seem normal" level of weird. This has to stop.
Why do we have seven rats, you may ask? Well, I will tell you. We have seven rats because I have this weird place in my heart for the furry creatures, and I can't say no to them. Either fortunately or unfortunately, Rex seems to have this same place in his heart as well. That is how we ended up adopting Juno, a "teen mom" rat from KAMSC who was really too young to have babies but got pregnant anyway. She had a litter of three rats, and because baby rats at KAMSC are killed within days (due to overcrowding, starvation and, unfortunately, being mistaken for food by other rats) we decided we had to adopt them. So Juno and her three babies came to live with us, and we became foster parents.
So we have Cindy, Houdini, Juno, and her babies Snap, Crackle, and Pop. That's six. Rat number seven came when Rex's brother Jake called me and said that Joey (Rex's cousin) was trying to feed rats to his snake. The snake ate all of the rats except for one, and that baby rat was terrified for obvious reasons. Joey held it up with pliers by the tail in order to try to get the snake to eat it, but the snake wasn't interested. Joey threw the baby rat in a box with nothing but water and lettuce, and Jake recognized this injustice and called Rex and I to rescue it. I mean, come on - did we really have a choice?? So we added rat number seven to our clan. Her name is Kreetcher.
I love rats, but I mostly just love Cindy. I want to get back to the life where it is me, Rex, and our two little ratty babies. These other rats have GOT to go. My life is an endless rotation of playtimes, cage changes, feedings, and treats. We have got to find homes for the other ones STAT. So...do you want a rat? We are kind of over running our rodent orphanage.
Oh, Rex's brother just called. Like, literally as I am writing this blog. He wants to know if we can watch his rat for him while his family is on vacation. Sure, why not? Bring on number eight. Lets see if we can hit double digits by the end of the summer.
Please, God. No.
That is the word I have created in order to describe what has happened to our new little Webb family. Upon the receipt of our seventh rat, I have decided that this is a "rattastrophe" because I think that seven rats makes us officially crazed fanatics. Seven is just too many. Seven is reality television "Look at those crazy rat people and I'm so glad they aired this show so that my quirks seem normal" level of weird. This has to stop.
Why do we have seven rats, you may ask? Well, I will tell you. We have seven rats because I have this weird place in my heart for the furry creatures, and I can't say no to them. Either fortunately or unfortunately, Rex seems to have this same place in his heart as well. That is how we ended up adopting Juno, a "teen mom" rat from KAMSC who was really too young to have babies but got pregnant anyway. She had a litter of three rats, and because baby rats at KAMSC are killed within days (due to overcrowding, starvation and, unfortunately, being mistaken for food by other rats) we decided we had to adopt them. So Juno and her three babies came to live with us, and we became foster parents.
So we have Cindy, Houdini, Juno, and her babies Snap, Crackle, and Pop. That's six. Rat number seven came when Rex's brother Jake called me and said that Joey (Rex's cousin) was trying to feed rats to his snake. The snake ate all of the rats except for one, and that baby rat was terrified for obvious reasons. Joey held it up with pliers by the tail in order to try to get the snake to eat it, but the snake wasn't interested. Joey threw the baby rat in a box with nothing but water and lettuce, and Jake recognized this injustice and called Rex and I to rescue it. I mean, come on - did we really have a choice?? So we added rat number seven to our clan. Her name is Kreetcher.
I love rats, but I mostly just love Cindy. I want to get back to the life where it is me, Rex, and our two little ratty babies. These other rats have GOT to go. My life is an endless rotation of playtimes, cage changes, feedings, and treats. We have got to find homes for the other ones STAT. So...do you want a rat? We are kind of over running our rodent orphanage.
Oh, Rex's brother just called. Like, literally as I am writing this blog. He wants to know if we can watch his rat for him while his family is on vacation. Sure, why not? Bring on number eight. Lets see if we can hit double digits by the end of the summer.
Please, God. No.
Church Hunting
Rex and I go to an amazing church in Lansing. We LOVE it, and we can't wait to go back in the fall. Neither of us were particularly happy with the churches our parents attended, though, so we decided getting married was a great excuse to find a new one to attend this summer in Kalamazoo. We have visited a few different ones, and they seem to be getting successively weirder. I decided I should document the churches we have attended this summer...and lest you think a blog post about churches will be boring - give me a chance. Just keep reading. You're not even going to believe a couple of these.
1. Rex's old church - This church is a small church, which we like. The problem is that the pastor's messages are, well, sub par. He went through an entire sermon without quoting the Bible once, but rather talked about why prejudice is bad. Not one verse! In a church! Also, I would venture to guess that the median age of the people who attend that church is about...65. When Rex and I were in high school, I went to youth group with him there once. The middle school, high school, and college group COMBINED had seven people. It isn't exactly a church geared to a young population.
2. My old church - At the time that I left, the pastor had spent the past five months on Titus 2. I am not joking. Every week for five months with no end in sight. I think I have the whole chapter memorized. He would preach an entire sermon on one word of the chapter! I figured we had been in that chapter too long, and there is a lot more to the Bible than Titus 2. I wanted to learn a little bit more and from somewhere different!
3. Church #1 - Church #1 that we visited is BY FAR the most normal one. We showed up to church on Sunday morning to find the door by the parking lot was locked. Thinking that was weird, we went around to try another door. That one was locked too. We saw lots of cars in the parking lot, so we figured some door HAD to be open. We tried another door...and another one...and FINALLY found the open door that we were supposed to be using all along. By that time we were late, and we walked in embarrassedly and sat in the back. Apparently we picked a bad seat, because light from the sunroof was shining DIRECTLY in my eyes. I tried to move to the right or left, but to no avail. We were already late, so we obviously couldn't move. I pulled my sunglasses out of my purse and put them on, feeling like an idiot. It worked, though! After the service, they had punch and cookies for everyone. Yay! Score one for that church.
4. Church #2 - This is where things started to get weird. Rex and I went to go visit this church, and when the service started we felt like we had walked into a concert. The singers were belting at the top of their lungs and dancing. There was a light show and fog spilling off the stage. A giant jumbotron-esque screen put up pictures of the singers with their names (presumably for any agents sitting in the congregation who might "discover" them). It seemed that there was a lot of focus on the show and not really a "worship" atmosphere. THEN (this is my favorite part), the worship leader said "Okay guys. Just lift your hands to the air and give God all of your troubles. Come on, everyone - lift up your hands!" Everyone did it. Rex and I looked at each other awkwardly and acquiesced. I have no problem with people who want to lift their hands in praise, but to make EVERYONE do it is kind of weird. Well, it got weirder. After we all had our hands raised, we had to sing this really creepy chant. Ask me to sing it for you sometime, because I remember it. It was that creepy. I actually turned to Rex at one point and said, "I am a little frightened right now..." lol. So we chanted this "We are coming into your throne room" chant about ten or fifteen times, and then we were allowed to put our hands down. Um, okay. Highly creepy. Have you ever seen the movie "Saved"? It was the church from that movie, I swear. I really, really expected the pastor to back flip onto the stage. I was disappointed when he didn't. The sermon was awesome, but it was tough to bounce back from the traumatic worship time.
5. Church #3 - Okay, brace yourself for this one. Are you ready? Because Rex and I weren't. We walked into the church, and everyone was sitting on the floor. Yep. So I tried to daintily sit on the floor in my church clothes. I believe I was largely unsuccessful. When the first person came up to begin the service, she was wearing a T-shirt, capris, and no shoes. I looked around, and a number of other people were also barefoot. A man got up with the woman, and for our worship time we stood up and sang the "Boom Chicka Boom" song from old camp times: "I said a BOOM chicka boom! I said a BOOM chicka Boom! I said I boom chicka rocka chicka rocka chicka boom!!!" After repeating that about five or ten times in various "versions" (valley girl, Elivs, etc.), we were allowed to sit back on the floor again. Then a Ugandan man got up and gave a speech about God's design for the world which was actually a pretty good message. After the message, though, Boom Chicka Boom man got up and said, "Okay, everyone! Time for crafts!" Yes - craft time at church. I am not joking. So Rex and I had to make a puzzle piece that described our family. We made a pretty awesome one depicting us and our rats, I must admit. When we finished, we asked if there was anything else we should stay for but we were told that as soon as we were done with our craft we could leave. So we turned in our puzzle piece and high tailed it out of there. I must admit, though, watching old people in the congregation doing crafts was pretty funny. Imagine if your church did that!
So anyway, Rex gets to pick the church next week. I can only imagine where we are going to end up.
1. Rex's old church - This church is a small church, which we like. The problem is that the pastor's messages are, well, sub par. He went through an entire sermon without quoting the Bible once, but rather talked about why prejudice is bad. Not one verse! In a church! Also, I would venture to guess that the median age of the people who attend that church is about...65. When Rex and I were in high school, I went to youth group with him there once. The middle school, high school, and college group COMBINED had seven people. It isn't exactly a church geared to a young population.
2. My old church - At the time that I left, the pastor had spent the past five months on Titus 2. I am not joking. Every week for five months with no end in sight. I think I have the whole chapter memorized. He would preach an entire sermon on one word of the chapter! I figured we had been in that chapter too long, and there is a lot more to the Bible than Titus 2. I wanted to learn a little bit more and from somewhere different!
3. Church #1 - Church #1 that we visited is BY FAR the most normal one. We showed up to church on Sunday morning to find the door by the parking lot was locked. Thinking that was weird, we went around to try another door. That one was locked too. We saw lots of cars in the parking lot, so we figured some door HAD to be open. We tried another door...and another one...and FINALLY found the open door that we were supposed to be using all along. By that time we were late, and we walked in embarrassedly and sat in the back. Apparently we picked a bad seat, because light from the sunroof was shining DIRECTLY in my eyes. I tried to move to the right or left, but to no avail. We were already late, so we obviously couldn't move. I pulled my sunglasses out of my purse and put them on, feeling like an idiot. It worked, though! After the service, they had punch and cookies for everyone. Yay! Score one for that church.
4. Church #2 - This is where things started to get weird. Rex and I went to go visit this church, and when the service started we felt like we had walked into a concert. The singers were belting at the top of their lungs and dancing. There was a light show and fog spilling off the stage. A giant jumbotron-esque screen put up pictures of the singers with their names (presumably for any agents sitting in the congregation who might "discover" them). It seemed that there was a lot of focus on the show and not really a "worship" atmosphere. THEN (this is my favorite part), the worship leader said "Okay guys. Just lift your hands to the air and give God all of your troubles. Come on, everyone - lift up your hands!" Everyone did it. Rex and I looked at each other awkwardly and acquiesced. I have no problem with people who want to lift their hands in praise, but to make EVERYONE do it is kind of weird. Well, it got weirder. After we all had our hands raised, we had to sing this really creepy chant. Ask me to sing it for you sometime, because I remember it. It was that creepy. I actually turned to Rex at one point and said, "I am a little frightened right now..." lol. So we chanted this "We are coming into your throne room" chant about ten or fifteen times, and then we were allowed to put our hands down. Um, okay. Highly creepy. Have you ever seen the movie "Saved"? It was the church from that movie, I swear. I really, really expected the pastor to back flip onto the stage. I was disappointed when he didn't. The sermon was awesome, but it was tough to bounce back from the traumatic worship time.
5. Church #3 - Okay, brace yourself for this one. Are you ready? Because Rex and I weren't. We walked into the church, and everyone was sitting on the floor. Yep. So I tried to daintily sit on the floor in my church clothes. I believe I was largely unsuccessful. When the first person came up to begin the service, she was wearing a T-shirt, capris, and no shoes. I looked around, and a number of other people were also barefoot. A man got up with the woman, and for our worship time we stood up and sang the "Boom Chicka Boom" song from old camp times: "I said a BOOM chicka boom! I said a BOOM chicka Boom! I said I boom chicka rocka chicka rocka chicka boom!!!" After repeating that about five or ten times in various "versions" (valley girl, Elivs, etc.), we were allowed to sit back on the floor again. Then a Ugandan man got up and gave a speech about God's design for the world which was actually a pretty good message. After the message, though, Boom Chicka Boom man got up and said, "Okay, everyone! Time for crafts!" Yes - craft time at church. I am not joking. So Rex and I had to make a puzzle piece that described our family. We made a pretty awesome one depicting us and our rats, I must admit. When we finished, we asked if there was anything else we should stay for but we were told that as soon as we were done with our craft we could leave. So we turned in our puzzle piece and high tailed it out of there. I must admit, though, watching old people in the congregation doing crafts was pretty funny. Imagine if your church did that!
So anyway, Rex gets to pick the church next week. I can only imagine where we are going to end up.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Woofstock
I am all better now and no longer have to watch ridiculous television shows to waste my life away on Rex's uncle's couch. I HATE being sick. Apparently I am not alone in being sick, though, because at least four more KAMSC workers have been out sick this week. It's almost like flu season, but it's the MIDDLE OF THE SUMMER!
Despite being sick, this summer is still AMAZING. I will admit, I have never struggled so much with holding back on cyber PDA, because being married is FREAKING AWESOME and Rex is the best guy in the whole world. Okay there I am done now. Anyway, I am really excited because tomorrow Rex and I are going to "Woofstock," a dog festival in Kalamazoo. Yes, you read that correctly - a dog festival. I never used to be a huge dog person, but I am now! I think the main reason is because of how incredibly happy Rex gets whenever he sees a dog. It's like, you know how girls always dream of how a man's face lights up whenever he lays eyes on her and the emotions of love and devotion just shine through? Well, that is what Rex's face looks like every time he looks at a dog. Ha ha. It even works on chihuahuas. He says he hates them, but he still gets a goofy grin every time one passes by. One of my favorite memories of being sick (if good memories about being sick are possible) is one night when Rex came home from work, he laid my tired head on his lap and read me a book of dog breeds. He didn't actually read the book, though, but just flipped through the pictures and told me the breed name and a fun fact about each dog. He didn't even have to read the page - he just knew random facts about each one! If it has four legs and barks, he loves it. That's why Woofstock is going to be SO FUN!!!
Tonight Rex was working, so I had "family night" for the first time since I can remember. My dad grilled out, and the four of us (My parents and Cara and I) had an awesome steak dinner on the deck and then went to go watch the new movie Despicable Me. Um, that movie was HILARIOUS!!! We all loved it. Cara's been all popular lately and it always out with friends, so I hardly see her. My dad is usually out at a party somewhere, and I am usually with Rex. It was awesome to have just the four of us together again. It made me almost (ALMOST) sad that Rex and I don't want to have a family of our own someday. Oh well. We will have family night with our dogs. :-)
Despite being sick, this summer is still AMAZING. I will admit, I have never struggled so much with holding back on cyber PDA, because being married is FREAKING AWESOME and Rex is the best guy in the whole world. Okay there I am done now. Anyway, I am really excited because tomorrow Rex and I are going to "Woofstock," a dog festival in Kalamazoo. Yes, you read that correctly - a dog festival. I never used to be a huge dog person, but I am now! I think the main reason is because of how incredibly happy Rex gets whenever he sees a dog. It's like, you know how girls always dream of how a man's face lights up whenever he lays eyes on her and the emotions of love and devotion just shine through? Well, that is what Rex's face looks like every time he looks at a dog. Ha ha. It even works on chihuahuas. He says he hates them, but he still gets a goofy grin every time one passes by. One of my favorite memories of being sick (if good memories about being sick are possible) is one night when Rex came home from work, he laid my tired head on his lap and read me a book of dog breeds. He didn't actually read the book, though, but just flipped through the pictures and told me the breed name and a fun fact about each dog. He didn't even have to read the page - he just knew random facts about each one! If it has four legs and barks, he loves it. That's why Woofstock is going to be SO FUN!!!
Tonight Rex was working, so I had "family night" for the first time since I can remember. My dad grilled out, and the four of us (My parents and Cara and I) had an awesome steak dinner on the deck and then went to go watch the new movie Despicable Me. Um, that movie was HILARIOUS!!! We all loved it. Cara's been all popular lately and it always out with friends, so I hardly see her. My dad is usually out at a party somewhere, and I am usually with Rex. It was awesome to have just the four of us together again. It made me almost (ALMOST) sad that Rex and I don't want to have a family of our own someday. Oh well. We will have family night with our dogs. :-)
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Stupid Television Shows
Day 53 of being married is also Day 6 of being sick and couch-ridden. I could complain about the perpetual pain and torturous boredom of being sick, but who wants to read about that? Instead, I will create a commentary about the stupidity of entertainment today. Here is a sampling of the television shows I have stumbled upon in my 12+ hours of TV per day:
1. Jerseylicious - This is a show about the drama that takes place between hairstylists in a New Jersey barbershop. No kidding - that is the entire show. It is about people fighting over whose make-up belongs to whom and which outfit looks the sluttiest. It is completely mindless. I can't believe a network bought that show.
2. Jonas L.A. - I have stayed pretty neutral on the Jonas Brothers thus far in life, feeling that their target audience was a demographic younger than me and that "Jonas fever" was not really relevant to my life. I have amended that opinion to be decidedly negative. Jonas L.A. is a show about the Jonas Brothers acting like the Jonas Brothers, but acting a fake life that is not really theirs. For example: Joe Jonas plays Joe Jonas, but he is dating some girl named Shanna and living in an orange house in LA while he tries to get a part in a movie (none of this is true in real life). Are you confused yet? Anyway, the show was ridiculous. The one episode I saw centered around the drama of one of the brothers fighting with his ex girlfriend over the fact that even though he is dog sitting for his female friend, that does not mean that they are in a serious, committed relationship. The other two brothers got into a fistfight over who is better at ping pong. The end.
3. Any "Jerry Springer" type show - There are actually a ton of them: Dr. Phil, Maury, etc. They are all the same: making idiots look even more idiotic by exploiting the fantastically weird situations that these people find themselves in. Yesterday's theme was "I am a lesbian, but one of you is my father's child!" Today's was, "You have to choose: Me or the Rooster!" Literally, the woman was mad that her lover spent more time with his pet rooster than with her. I have also seen a huge number of paternity tests revealed. One of my favorites was today. A woman had twins, and they were given a paternity test. The alleged father was also on the show. Maury revealed that he is, in fact the father of the first child!! The crowd went wild, and a lot of swearing and screaming occurred on stage. Then there was all of this drama built up - was he the father of the second twin too? Dear Maury: THEY ARE TWINS!!! THEY HAVE THE SAME FATHER! Somehow no one cared about this, and they build up a bunch of suspense for the second reveal. SHOCKINGLY, the man was the father of the second twin too. Who would have called that? Apparently no one on the show, because they all freaked out again.
4. The Bachelorette - I know lots of people would disagree with me on this, but I think this show is stupid. It creates a completely false base for a relationship to begin. In this particular season, the Bachelorette and her guys have been sent around the world in dates in different countries. When a relationship is founded on the fact that you are living high adventure, five star hotels, and an everyone-is-fighting-over-you lifestyle, it is going to be highly difficult to have a successful relationship once all of that glamour is gone. Of COURSE you are going to "fall in love" on this show...but the "love" is for the lifestyle the show affords you. Even though people may disagree with this idea, show statistics support my view: in twenty seasons of The Bachelor/The Bachelorette, only one couple is still together. Hence, this show isn't really about finding true love, since no one does. So why are people still watching it?
5. Whose Wedding is it Anyway - This show pits brides and grooms against each other to fight for parts of their wedding. In the episode I saw, the bride wanted a traditional "classy" wedding, and the groom wanted a Western style barbeque. They went through different challenges to see who would win the "venue," "decorations," "food," and "attire." I noticed the groom totally lost the "attire" challenge on purpose, which was a good move. If the bride couldn't wear a dress, I seriously doubt there would have been a wedding at all. The show was actually kind of entertaining, but the annoying part is that the bride and groom argued over everything! They said, "the only reason we came on this show is because we couldn't solve our wedding arguments in any other way." If one of them lost a challenge, the other one started bawling about how their "dreams are shattered." If this is the attitude toward the wedding, which is relatively insignificant in life, then good luck to them in marriage. It was just highly annoying.
6. Desperate Housewives - I don't have much to say about this show itself since I never watch it, but I did see one episode. One of the characters has a husband named Rex, which made me think, "Cool! She's just like me!" Um, no she is not. Rex suffered from high potassium issues, so his wife specifically added potassium to his diet on purpose because she didn't like him very much. Then, when he had a heart attack in the middle of the night and told her he needed to go to the ER, she said she couldn't take him to the hospital until she was properly dressed, had make-up on, and had the house cleaned. So Rex died. WHAT?! Perhaps due to my personal connection with this episode, I decided I hate this show.
7. Barney and Friends - I loved this show when I was a kid. I watched it today, though, and I decided it is highly creepy. It's totally unrealistic and a little weird. Imagine if your child came home from school and said, "Hi Mom! Today my teacher was a big purple dinosaur who kept telling me how much he loves me!" Perhaps I've watched one too many Jerry Springers, but I just feel like this is a "My dinosaur teacher sexually harasses me" law suit waiting to happen.
I will post more stupid shows as I find them. I still don't know if I have topped my sister's best one. She was sick with this same thing about a week and a half ago, and she tells me that she watched a three hour special on a ridiculously fat girl coping with her fatness. Cara said that she was expecting a story about how the girl lost weight and became healthy, but instead she just came to terms with being fat and ended the special by eating a Thanksgiving feast and then an entire pie. Awesome.
I hate TV. It is official. When I am well, I think I will never watch TV again. Well, except for maybe Phineas and Ferb. I have decided that show is really, really cool.
1. Jerseylicious - This is a show about the drama that takes place between hairstylists in a New Jersey barbershop. No kidding - that is the entire show. It is about people fighting over whose make-up belongs to whom and which outfit looks the sluttiest. It is completely mindless. I can't believe a network bought that show.
2. Jonas L.A. - I have stayed pretty neutral on the Jonas Brothers thus far in life, feeling that their target audience was a demographic younger than me and that "Jonas fever" was not really relevant to my life. I have amended that opinion to be decidedly negative. Jonas L.A. is a show about the Jonas Brothers acting like the Jonas Brothers, but acting a fake life that is not really theirs. For example: Joe Jonas plays Joe Jonas, but he is dating some girl named Shanna and living in an orange house in LA while he tries to get a part in a movie (none of this is true in real life). Are you confused yet? Anyway, the show was ridiculous. The one episode I saw centered around the drama of one of the brothers fighting with his ex girlfriend over the fact that even though he is dog sitting for his female friend, that does not mean that they are in a serious, committed relationship. The other two brothers got into a fistfight over who is better at ping pong. The end.
3. Any "Jerry Springer" type show - There are actually a ton of them: Dr. Phil, Maury, etc. They are all the same: making idiots look even more idiotic by exploiting the fantastically weird situations that these people find themselves in. Yesterday's theme was "I am a lesbian, but one of you is my father's child!" Today's was, "You have to choose: Me or the Rooster!" Literally, the woman was mad that her lover spent more time with his pet rooster than with her. I have also seen a huge number of paternity tests revealed. One of my favorites was today. A woman had twins, and they were given a paternity test. The alleged father was also on the show. Maury revealed that he is, in fact the father of the first child!! The crowd went wild, and a lot of swearing and screaming occurred on stage. Then there was all of this drama built up - was he the father of the second twin too? Dear Maury: THEY ARE TWINS!!! THEY HAVE THE SAME FATHER! Somehow no one cared about this, and they build up a bunch of suspense for the second reveal. SHOCKINGLY, the man was the father of the second twin too. Who would have called that? Apparently no one on the show, because they all freaked out again.
4. The Bachelorette - I know lots of people would disagree with me on this, but I think this show is stupid. It creates a completely false base for a relationship to begin. In this particular season, the Bachelorette and her guys have been sent around the world in dates in different countries. When a relationship is founded on the fact that you are living high adventure, five star hotels, and an everyone-is-fighting-over-you lifestyle, it is going to be highly difficult to have a successful relationship once all of that glamour is gone. Of COURSE you are going to "fall in love" on this show...but the "love" is for the lifestyle the show affords you. Even though people may disagree with this idea, show statistics support my view: in twenty seasons of The Bachelor/The Bachelorette, only one couple is still together. Hence, this show isn't really about finding true love, since no one does. So why are people still watching it?
5. Whose Wedding is it Anyway - This show pits brides and grooms against each other to fight for parts of their wedding. In the episode I saw, the bride wanted a traditional "classy" wedding, and the groom wanted a Western style barbeque. They went through different challenges to see who would win the "venue," "decorations," "food," and "attire." I noticed the groom totally lost the "attire" challenge on purpose, which was a good move. If the bride couldn't wear a dress, I seriously doubt there would have been a wedding at all. The show was actually kind of entertaining, but the annoying part is that the bride and groom argued over everything! They said, "the only reason we came on this show is because we couldn't solve our wedding arguments in any other way." If one of them lost a challenge, the other one started bawling about how their "dreams are shattered." If this is the attitude toward the wedding, which is relatively insignificant in life, then good luck to them in marriage. It was just highly annoying.
6. Desperate Housewives - I don't have much to say about this show itself since I never watch it, but I did see one episode. One of the characters has a husband named Rex, which made me think, "Cool! She's just like me!" Um, no she is not. Rex suffered from high potassium issues, so his wife specifically added potassium to his diet on purpose because she didn't like him very much. Then, when he had a heart attack in the middle of the night and told her he needed to go to the ER, she said she couldn't take him to the hospital until she was properly dressed, had make-up on, and had the house cleaned. So Rex died. WHAT?! Perhaps due to my personal connection with this episode, I decided I hate this show.
7. Barney and Friends - I loved this show when I was a kid. I watched it today, though, and I decided it is highly creepy. It's totally unrealistic and a little weird. Imagine if your child came home from school and said, "Hi Mom! Today my teacher was a big purple dinosaur who kept telling me how much he loves me!" Perhaps I've watched one too many Jerry Springers, but I just feel like this is a "My dinosaur teacher sexually harasses me" law suit waiting to happen.
I will post more stupid shows as I find them. I still don't know if I have topped my sister's best one. She was sick with this same thing about a week and a half ago, and she tells me that she watched a three hour special on a ridiculously fat girl coping with her fatness. Cara said that she was expecting a story about how the girl lost weight and became healthy, but instead she just came to terms with being fat and ended the special by eating a Thanksgiving feast and then an entire pie. Awesome.
I hate TV. It is official. When I am well, I think I will never watch TV again. Well, except for maybe Phineas and Ferb. I have decided that show is really, really cool.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
The Webb Site - Pilot Episode
Today I have been married for fifty days. Wow! Time flies. Fifty days is entirely too long to go without posting a blog (sorry Jake), but somehow working two jobs and trying to set up a new life with someone takes time. Who would have guessed? Ha ha.
Anyway, this blog is a continuation of "The Sober Spartan," which I decided to discontinue since I have now graduated and moved on to a new chapter in my life. I named this "The Webb Site" for obvious reasons, and I am so happy that I now have a last name which can be used for a play on words like that. I mean, come on - what catchy title could I have come up with for "Knasel"?? Not a good one, that is for sure. That is reason number 4,876 why I am glad I married Rex.
Married life has been both more difficult and more rewarding than I ever anticipated. It is one of those crazy mysteries that you really don't know about until you get there, and I was pretty nervous because once you're married there is no going back. The hard part is that I see Rex WAY less than I did when we were dating/engaged, which is weird because we live together now. We are both working two jobs, though, so that makes schedules kind of tough. Plus, Rex is also taking a summer class. Psycho overachiever. On the upside, though, that makes the time that we spend together even more special. I could go into a long rant about what a fabulous husband he is and how I love him so much, but I will try to spare you that. I am not really into cyber PDA. I will say, though, that he makes our conflicting schedules work the best he possibly can by doing things such as leaving notes on his pillow for me if he leaves before I get up or making sure there is candy or flowers waiting on the table for me when I get home from work at night. I feel really lucky to be married to him. If I can be half the spouse that he is, I will feel highly accomplished in life. Sorry, that's getting kind of gushy, isn't it? I will end this paragraph now.
The fun part about not seeing Rex too often is that when we do discover that we are both going to have a few hours off together, we plan really fun things to do! We have recently discovered BD's Mongolian Barbeque (I had never been there before this summer), and on Tuesday nights it is college night so we can eat for a really good price! If we ever both have a Tuesday night off we go there (which has only happened twice, but that made it really exciting because we look forward to it all week). Last weekend we went fishing, and we were supposed to go fishing today too but I got sick and can't leave the couch so I couldn't go. Boo. On Monday we both had the day off due to the 4th of July holiday, so we decided to finally get some artwork to put over our bed (the wall was pretty bare). After shopping for some artwork, we both liked a series of nature pictures. We would need to buy five of the pictures (about 8 by 10) to put in a line on our wall. Then we had a brilliant idea: wouldn't it be cooler, more fun, and less expensive to take our own pictures?! So we went for a walk in celery flats (a nature trail by us) and took a bunch of pictures. We picked our favorite five, framed them, and now they are hanging proudly over our bed. Awesome!! It was super fun, and we are both really proud of our "artwork" since neither one of us is particularly artistic. Plus, we got to spend hours outside appreciating nature. It was a fantastic day.
So there is a little peek into my life for you. Hopefully I will be better about updating this blog now that I am a bit settled into Webb life. Stay tuned!
Anyway, this blog is a continuation of "The Sober Spartan," which I decided to discontinue since I have now graduated and moved on to a new chapter in my life. I named this "The Webb Site" for obvious reasons, and I am so happy that I now have a last name which can be used for a play on words like that. I mean, come on - what catchy title could I have come up with for "Knasel"?? Not a good one, that is for sure. That is reason number 4,876 why I am glad I married Rex.
Married life has been both more difficult and more rewarding than I ever anticipated. It is one of those crazy mysteries that you really don't know about until you get there, and I was pretty nervous because once you're married there is no going back. The hard part is that I see Rex WAY less than I did when we were dating/engaged, which is weird because we live together now. We are both working two jobs, though, so that makes schedules kind of tough. Plus, Rex is also taking a summer class. Psycho overachiever. On the upside, though, that makes the time that we spend together even more special. I could go into a long rant about what a fabulous husband he is and how I love him so much, but I will try to spare you that. I am not really into cyber PDA. I will say, though, that he makes our conflicting schedules work the best he possibly can by doing things such as leaving notes on his pillow for me if he leaves before I get up or making sure there is candy or flowers waiting on the table for me when I get home from work at night. I feel really lucky to be married to him. If I can be half the spouse that he is, I will feel highly accomplished in life. Sorry, that's getting kind of gushy, isn't it? I will end this paragraph now.
The fun part about not seeing Rex too often is that when we do discover that we are both going to have a few hours off together, we plan really fun things to do! We have recently discovered BD's Mongolian Barbeque (I had never been there before this summer), and on Tuesday nights it is college night so we can eat for a really good price! If we ever both have a Tuesday night off we go there (which has only happened twice, but that made it really exciting because we look forward to it all week). Last weekend we went fishing, and we were supposed to go fishing today too but I got sick and can't leave the couch so I couldn't go. Boo. On Monday we both had the day off due to the 4th of July holiday, so we decided to finally get some artwork to put over our bed (the wall was pretty bare). After shopping for some artwork, we both liked a series of nature pictures. We would need to buy five of the pictures (about 8 by 10) to put in a line on our wall. Then we had a brilliant idea: wouldn't it be cooler, more fun, and less expensive to take our own pictures?! So we went for a walk in celery flats (a nature trail by us) and took a bunch of pictures. We picked our favorite five, framed them, and now they are hanging proudly over our bed. Awesome!! It was super fun, and we are both really proud of our "artwork" since neither one of us is particularly artistic. Plus, we got to spend hours outside appreciating nature. It was a fantastic day.
So there is a little peek into my life for you. Hopefully I will be better about updating this blog now that I am a bit settled into Webb life. Stay tuned!
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