Jude Did a Bad Bad Thing...

I know what he did was wrong wrong wrong- but damn I wish I was that nanny. Jude Law is so pretty and it is easy for the public to forgive beautiful people. Everytime I think about it I feel a little sick because it makes me feel for his kids (I really don't feel sorry for his fiancee) and at the same time it totally sounds like a fun fantasy. But that is all it should be a fantasy. He's obviously not a very sane person.

On to tamer things- I went up to Wisconsin with my parents and my niece Taylor. I read most of Harry Potter on the way to and back. We went for a family reunion and it was pretty much a crap fest. It was my father's side and I was never very close to them- ever. This is how kid friendly the event was- we went to a wineary. Taylor and I went on the tour and it ended with a tasting- and I got tipsy and grumpy because I drank on an empty stomach. Here is a cute little note- my niece said to my sister, "Here is an interesting fact about wine. Do you know what they make wine with?" She was quite amazed that my sister knew- (it's grapes by the way- haha)

I was lucky that I didn't go ass over teakettle on the way back to the car. So I am forever going to remember this last weekend as the one I got to read Harry Potter- sad. I am going to probably go to Wedding Crashers with my momma tonight- it should be fun.

Ompa-loompa overload

Hey- I just came to drop Taylor off after a drive-in sleepover last night. The line up was the new Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and The Fantastic Four. It was pretty good at least the first movie. I could write a novel on what I did and didn't enjoy about it, as far as comparing it to Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, but I won't. The main thing I missed was the Ooma Loompas. I also didn't care that they actually showed that the children made it out alive- I always liked the mystery of their outcomes. Anyway- it was fun- we stayed up until 2. Taylor actually slept until 11 this morning- I had to wake her up- which was strange because I usually had to be dragged out by her.
Recently I watched Resevoir Dogs for the first time and I enjoyed it- truth is the only Quentin movie I really don't care for is Pulp Fiction. I also went to Sin City the other night- and it was interesting. It was hard to see Rory Gilmore as a prostitute. I did enjoy it though- which worries me.

And yes I am the ultimate geek- I bought the new Harry Potter yesterday. I was even going to go to Wal-Mart at a little after midnight but I was so freaking tired that I just fell asleep. I have read exactly 2 pages of it. I still need to finish my Secret Life of Bees before I read the Potter book. Anyway- I'm turning 27 on Wednesday and I have a family reunion this next weekend. Wish me well.

Sunday Bloody Sunday

I wrote that title because I didn't know what else to type in. I'm up in Brookings because it is the Arts Festival weekend. I came up today and every time I go to the festival I always wonder why I came. I really hate everything it is about. The only time I think it would be fun to go is if I had someone to bring that had never gone to the thing. Frankly I only went this year for a taco bag- what you may ask is a taco bag- well I'll tell you. It is taco fixings in a Frito bag- a small sack lunch sized one. It is ultimate food at the festival for me. I probably talked about this last year, but I don't care.... I went with my mother this morning while she filled out an application for a new reality show hosted by Amy Grant called Three Wishes- yes I know- sad. Anyway I filled out an application while I waited with her- just to see what I would wish. Mainly everything that I would wish for would be humiliating to talk about on television or here for that matter. I wish for everything that a single, almost (but not quite) 27 year old woman could wish for. But my life would be even more pathetic on film than Britney and her boy toy. I have seen an abundance of movies recently- all older movies because I am a cheap bitch. I saw Fever Pitch and I enjoyed it, Jimmy Fallon can be funny sometimes- truthfully! I also went to House of Wax a couple of weeks ago- and I was completely outraged when a couple of women brought a 3 or 4 year old to it and a baby. It made me so sick I was expecting the kid to start crying or the women to realize that the movie was a little too violent for the kid- but no.... I was more frightened than the kid was- which was terrifying- what else must this kid see?

Anyway- I got to see my old college friends last weekend. I hadn't seen them for a while and we had a blast hanging out in good old Mitchell, home of the Corn Palace. I still haven't gone to War of the Worlds or Batman Begins- and I think that by the time I do Tom and Katie will have been married, divorced and on to the next one. Life is going good- I actually took naps this week after work- two days in a row. I was so out of it when I woke up, especially when I slept in my hard contacts.

Anyway- not long before I am 27- I will be twenty seven. An adult age- 27- I can't believe it. I still get disgusted when people I graduated are having children- I can't be that old- I guess I am the odd one- they are in their mid twenties. Exactly the age when everyone is SUPPOSED to have children- it is just too weird. Anyway I am handling it- I will be fine.