#WeVerb12: Associate

What blog/book/article spoke to you the most in 2012?

I read a lot of books and could have chosen two or three that matched this prompt, but what I read daily are blogs. Besides Weddingbee and all of the blogs that I have followed from there, I have really enjoyed reading my daily dose of Hello Giggles. The website was created by actress Zooey Deschanel and her two best friends. It’s a space for young women, mostly, to write about everything from analyses of America’s favorite romantic comedies to serious issues such as the shooting of a young girl in Pakistan who blogged about equality for women. The stuff in between included the election, frustrations with policies on rape, constant praise for Downton Abbey, book reviews and a daily picture of someone’s amazing manicure. Sometimes, it’s hilarious, and sometimes, it’s pretty serious. But for the most part, it is a great space to find people and get a fresh take on the news out there. I wouldn’t be surprised if, tomorrow, alongside the “Illustrated Tweet of the Day” and “Everything I Needed to Know I Learned From Elf,” there is an article about censorship in America. It’s a forum that doesn’t take itself too seriously and brings me smiles everyday.

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Oh, Los Angeles

And here is your downtown LA story for the evening.

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This evening, on my drive home, a man was lying in the right lane of eastbound Wilshire Boulevard, right next to Westlake/MacArthur Park. It appeared that he had been hit by a car and the driver was calling 911, pacing the lane to keep traffic from running the guy over.

As I waited the 10 minutes it takes me to make that turn, I watched as an ambulance came. Within 30 seconds of seeing the ambulance, I saw the “injured” man run up the sidewalk past me. The paramedics clearly did not get that this guy was faking it or possibly mentally ill, so they tried to wrangle him and examine him, while blocking the major intersection of Wilshire Boulevard and Alvarado Street. As they tried to corral him, he did a little shuffling dance up Wilshire to escape their helpful hands. And to be honest, it didn’t seem like the paramedics didn’t really want to catch him, otherwise they would have.

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Then the cops got involved and I finally got to make my left turn. And I proceeded on my way home. Just another day in LA, my friends.

 

 

Goombas, Mushrooms, and Marriage

Since E and I don’t have cable (which does not prevent us from watching quality TV a day later) we find other ways to entertain ourselves and to spend time together. Even though we both have a little bit of alone time after dinner, we usually reconvene to talk about the day and do something fun for awhile before I start falling asleep in my seat. Our first Married People Activity was playing (and beating) the New Super Mario Bros. on Wii.

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This is a game that I’ve wanted to play for a long time because it’s the only game besides Tetris that I really enjoy playing. I like the simple things, like being able to see where my character is and which way he is facing. Speaking of characters, I always play as Luigi. E has been very nice in offering for me to be Mario, but I have always had a soft spot for Luigi’s gangly awkwardness, even if it means his spatial jumping is stunted.

We are almost finished with the game (Those secret worlds sure are a surprise. *sarcasm*) And after having done this, I have discovered a few special talents and observations as a video game player.

1. I have a special ability of having my character die a stupid death. This is evidenced by the sixty-two “Continues” I have. That’s 5 lives for every Continue. Which means over the course of this game, not mentioning the times we both totally died resulting in a Game Over, I have died 310 times.

2. As in life, I am a strong believer in assessing the situation before I make a run for it. I probably wasted 7 seconds at every major jumping point trying to figure out how not to die doing it. I don’t think that strategy really worked, judging by the amount of Continues I have up above.

3. Sometimes, it’s just better to die and let E/Mario get it done. As in life, sometimes, it’s just better to shut up and hide when E is vacuuming.

4. This is a serious one: I am good at using the fireball power and keeping it. As a relic of the original games, fire balls are one of the greatest tools in moving forward in a game. When E couldn’t get a handle on what angle to shoot from, I had already killed the goomba or flying turtle. And water levels stink without a fire ball power up. On the other hand, I stink at any other significant power-up, like flying, ice balls, and Penguin suit. I immediately lost those powers or didn’t use them to their full advantage.

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5. This is another serious one: I am best at figuring out the trick to the Boss levels and telling E how to take out the Boss (main enemy). Related side-talent: I am good at dying during the Boss meeting so that E can revive me, and I can use temporary immunity to jump on their heads.

6. E’s very special talent: He is very patient and encouraging to the inexperienced gamer, and lets me take the power ups once in a while.

Playing this game has been fun, but I don’t think I’m cut out for any more full-fledged video games. A lot of E’s games look scary, and first-person shooter makes me dizzy. And even though he is very supportive and encouraging, I can tell that I slow him down tremendously and he isn’t able to fulfill all the little goals within the levels, like getting all 3 star coins, which he can do by himself.

We decided our next Married People Activity will be to read a book together. Guess who got to decide that one? ;)

We’re going to read The Hobbit together.

Have you stepped outside of your comfort zone to do something fun with your significant other? What did you do? How did you like it?

Cry, Crybaby

My instinctual emotional release is crying. It used to be laughing, but that was really awkward because my laughter got near to hysteric levels in order to avoid crying. So I gave into crying. And I feel free. But people who easily give into tears are often (not always) deemed strange and weak and a whole host of other not so cool things.

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But really, I’ll leave it up to you. I mean, I will continue to cry so it’s not like your judgement will stop me.

I cry when:

  • other people cry. I am a sympathetic crier, and this always triggers my tears.
  • something is SO cute, I feel like my heart might explode, but then my lachrymal glands do instead. Like puppies.
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  • I see injustice. Movies, the news, anything. I get really sad for the world.
  • good characters die in movies and books. Rue’s death puts me in the fetal position. I was sobbing in the movie theater and couldn’t stop.
  • I laugh really hard. Most people get this.
  • someone is trying to give me a pep talk. Why are you so emphatic about what I need to do? Why do I need a pep talk to accomplish it? Why do I feel tears? Am I inspired? Am I scared? Am I shamed? Is it all of these things? Probably.
  • I am embarrassed.
  • I am frustrated.
  • I am startled. I don’t like when things jump out at me.
  • movie problems are too close to real-life problems. And I don’t mean my real-life problems that are happening. But real-life problems that might happen.
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  • my work day is bad.
  • my friends are going through hard times.
  • I see friends I haven’t seen in a long time.
  • I graduate from college. I only did this once, but my tears were prompted by mom’s prideful tears. I’m sure you can now understand from whom I have inherited this blessing.
  • I read.
  • I am tickled.
  • I am feeling so in love.
  • any wedding video begins to play
  • the fireworks go off at Disneyland. And when World of Color happens at Disneyland. And when the Queen of Hearts traumatizes me at Disneyland.
  • balloons hit me in the face. Surprisingly, this has only occurred once at Disneyland. Several times in other places.
  • I feel panic.
  • I miss my family.
  • I experience other people’s love.
  • it’s not expected, in moments before it is expected. Like the recording session before the last concert. Or the rehearsal dinner instead of the wedding.
  • I feel proud of myself.
  • Grey’s Anatomy is on. Actually, Grey’s is my designated 42 minutes of crying per week accompanied by particularly moving episodes of The Biggest Loser.
  • I think things are exceptionally beautiful.

This list probably doesn’t even cover all of it, but it’s a lot of times to cry in a life. I know it’s weird, but I feel relieved that I know exactly what will make me feel better sometimes. A good cry has healing powers. Sometimes, it’s a couple of tears. And sometimes, I just let it all out. Unfortunately, crying is kind of frowned upon, and needs its own private time. I am not a whiny b&*^%. I just feel lots of things and I would rather feel them than not. So I cry a lot. Whatever.

Do you cry a lot too? Or is it just me and my crazy family?

How To Make Your Man’s Breakfast Even Better

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Star Wars pancake molds by Williams Sonoma! OK, so depending on who you are, this could also make your breakfast even better. There are three molds in a pack. One pack comes with a Storm Trooper helmet (pictured above), Darth Vader’s helmet, and Yoda’s head. The other pack I have has the Millennium Falcon, the Death Star, and a TIE Fighter. After some difficulty with the batter I was using and the molds, I decided to only try three shapes. Here is the Millennium Falcon:

Yoda was a bit of a casualty:

Tips to avoid a brainless Yoda (where most of the Force lies).

1. Use a non-stick griddle (duh), but also spray some non-stick on the mold rims.

2. Use a thinner batter, and try to control how much batter goes in the mold. Maybe these are meant to be Star Wars crepes. How’s that for manly?

3. Take a butter knife and run around inner edges of the mold to release the pancake from it right before you’re ready to flip. Otherwise, you might lift the mold and the pancake, too!

E was pretty happy even though these were a little mangled. It was fun making them, and I hope they will work out a little better next time!

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Blog Hop

I have long professed that I am not a crafty person, nor am I a wonderful decorator or anything like that. I do like to cook, and I appreciate the cheer that comes with decorating, but homemaking is certainly not my strength. My sister and mother never even let me hang a tree ornament for … Keep reading 

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It’s a Whodunit!

I don’t know what your plans are for a fun Halloween activity, but if you are looking for one, you should totally try getting a Murder Mystery Dinner Party together! These mystery games are available online with all the materials available to print out and a helpful guide for each character. You can choose a … Keep reading