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New Year’s Eve

Happy New Year’s Eve, Bloggers!


I’m having a hard tome grasping onto the fact that today is the last day of 2012.  The year has gone by so quickly and so many things have happened in the last 364.5 days.  But 2013 will hopefully bring new and wonderful things for us all.

So, while I’m here, vegging out and preparing (nails are done, hydrating with coconut water, hair and make up soon) for the night’s festivities (a dance/party with live music, lots of friends and some booze and food I thought I’d share a quick story about a New Year’s Eve of past.

When I was in high school (yes….another high school story.  Sorry, but they really were the glory days.) my BFF, Kim and I went out one NYE with no particular plans.  Well, technically we initially headed to a small house party but we ended up being the only people there aside from my aunt and her new beau and *barf* it was just not the place for us to be (sorry Donna…PDAs on NYE were not for me).  So, we left shortly after our arrival and devised a plan:

We would drive in the direction of home but anytime we saw a house with tons of cars in the driveway we would stop and have a quicky celebration.  And we did.  We stopped at a few houses and each time we were welcomed in by the owners (or whoever it was who happened to open the door) and mingled and had a sip (I was driving) and slipped away unnoticed.  We had a blast doing this.  Our last stop of this kind was at the ginormous home of our friend, Holly.  We stopped in, rang the bell and her dad let us in.  I don’t think he had a clue who we were, and Holly wasn’t home, but we had a heckuva time “looking” for her.  Old People Loved Us!  It was great!!  I think we even popped up in a few photos.   Obviously these folks were fairly drunk and Kim and I had a good laugh.  We had drinks coming at us every which way (which we really did not indulge in – a) I was driving b) we’re not stupid – we weren’t looking for anything but good fun) and had some good “cheers”.  It was pretty hilarious.

Kim and Me...many many MANY moons ago.

Kim and Me on New Year’s Eve…many many MANY moons ago.

When we left there, the night was still fairly early.  At some point we met up with a few friends, including Holly, I ditched my car and we ended up a huge house party at another friend’s.  This party was crazy.  There were at least 200 people there – including the guy’s mother and stepdad (who, by the way, used to come into my work all the time and hit on me and ask me out for dinner and movies and once to go camping.  “Dude, I’m like 17. ” *puke* {Just a side note here that I had no idea that this guy was my friend’s stepdad.  In fact, when I saw him at the party I asked him what he was doing there and he said “this is my house” and then the introductions happened.  Awkward.)

Anyway, we stayed at that party for a few hours – well into the new year – but then the cops showed up or a fight broke out or maybe both.  I can’t quite remember.  But I remember we had to leave.  Once we left there we continued our night.  We drove around with some friends and maybe made a food stop.  But eventually it was time to go home (aka we ran out of things to do) but all in all we had an excellent evening.  And we rang in the new year the same way we always did: with fun.

New Year 2013

Wishing you all a safe New Year’s Eve.  Don’t drink and drive.  And Make Good Choices!!!!


The Hobbit…An Unexpected Ending


The other night Blair and I went to see The Hobbit – An Unexpected Journey.  Blair had suggested going to see it, which surprised me twofold:  1) Blair never suggests going to the movies unless it’s to take the girls to see something  2) I didn’t think Blair would have any interest in seeing The Hobbit.

But he did and so we headed to the theater and settled in for our date night.

The movie was great.  I loved the Lord of the Rings trilogy and was excited when I heard The Hobbit was coming out.  I’d read the book in elementary school and liked it (tho I don’t remember it at all because I’m old!) so I knew I would enjoy the new film.

So we sat there and watched for more than two and a half hours.  Then, it was over.  Not the story, but the movie.  I was not surprised as I knew it was it was the first in a series.  Blair on the other hand was super pissed.  He had no idea it was a three-parter and was so ticked off that the movie just ended abruptly and now we have to wait, like a year for the second part.  (And then likely another year for the third part.)

Poor Blair.  He grumbled.  And when we got home his “anger” flared.  In half laughs, half growls, he went on and on about how he can’t believe the movie just ended like that.  That they suckered us in again.  How they’re only after our money.  Etc. Etc. Etc.

Build a bridge and get over it

Build a bridge and get over it

I laughed and laughed at him.  I think it’s cute.  And I told him I was totally gonna blog about this so to not be surprised when he sees it in print.   Meh, he’s okay with it….as long as his voice is heard.  *Snicker* (<that’s me trying to refrain from laughing as I reflect on the other night.)

SOoooooo…if you plan to go see The Hobbit, or plan on taking an over-grown man-child with you to see it, please be forewarned that this is the first movie in a trilogy.  You will not be watching the full movie.  You will not have any answers.  You will not feel satisfied or complete when you leave the theater.  Instead, you will be anxious or anticipatory and maybe even ticked off.

However, in spite of all that, please enjoy it while you’re there because it was really good.  🙂


Storm Day

I live in Nova Scotia.  Which means we have crazy winters.  Sometimes we get a lot of snow.  Sometimes we get tremendous amounts of snow.  (Sometimes, we have unusually large snowstorms in April, which some girls are not prepared for and head to the club in sandals and have to trudge thru 4 feet of snow at 2am because the forecast called for “flurries.”)

Anyway, today is a storm day.  It’s the first major one we’ve had this season (we’ve had 2 other snow storms but today’s they referred to as a blizzard – which I think is a little overrated).  So, since I am stuck at home by myself (Blair and I both figured we’d have to shovel our respective homes today) and I took my Christmas tree down earlier this morning, got my work out in, cleaned and rearranged some furniture; I decided I would make the rest of the day “Movie Day”.

Now, usually I have a ton of movies that I want to see, but for some reason, when it comes down to the wire, I have a hard time remembering which movies are on my list (maybe I should keep an actual list??) and then I have to kinda surf IMDB and find something worthwhile.   So, last night during my IMDB surfing of my other boyfriend, Cole Hauser, I found a movie of his that I hadn’t seen and found an online site to watch it…so that’s what I did.

The movie is called The Hit List and stars C.H. and Cuba Gooding, Jr.

The Hit List DVD

It’s not the type of film I’d normally go for but since it stars my future life-partner (sorry Blair) I felt obligated to watch it.   But the movie was pretty good.  And Cole (I can call him that because I love him!)  plays a character a little out of his normal range.  Usually he plays a tough kinda guy.  Not a dick, but someone fully capable of taking care of himself (hello Paparazzi).  And sometimes he just plays a dick (hello Higher Learning).  But in this movie he played a sort of doormat – the type of person who lets everyone walk all over him – well, for most of the movie.  He gained a bit of a backbone near the end.

But I suppose when you look this good you can do whatever the hell you want:

Man, I AM a good-looking dude!

Man, I AM a good-looking dude!

So yeah…that’s how I’ve been spending my first official snow day….With the other man of my dreams.


I Made These

This Christmas I wanted to give a little something extra, along with their Christmas cards, to some of my girlfriends.  So, thanks to  a friend and her find on Pinterest, I made these:

Because I'm a sucker for glitter

Because I’m a sucker for glitter

I think a little bit of glitz will make anyone’s glass of wine taste that much better.

I also glittered a wine carafe (with matching glass) and a shot glass.  They made lovely little gifts for some of my closest wine-guzzling friends.


~Merry Christmas~

Merry Christmas Bloggers!

Hope you all are having a safe and happy Christmas.

Winston: "I am secure enough in my manhood to wear a skirt (even if it won't go any further than my neck)."

Winston: “I am secure enough in my manhood to wear a skirt (even if it won’t go any further than my neck).”


Jesus is the Reason

The other night as I was tucking the Abster into bed, I told her we’d go visit my grandfather the next morning after church.
“What’s church?” She asked. I was astonished. She is less than 2 weeks away from turning 8 and she didn’t know what church was.
In fact, she had no idea what Christmas was about – truthfully.
So, without stepping on any toes, I diplomatically explained to her what church is and the real meaning of Christmas (not Santa and not presents) – the birth of Jesus Christ.
I grew up in a time when going to Sunday School was the thing to do. Most of my friends went to Sunday School and/or church.
We began learning about religion and Jesus and Christmas and Easter at a very young age. We were participating in Christmas pageants at age 3. We knew that Jesus was the reason for the season.
It’s discouraging that it’s a rarity for small children to go to Sunday School now, or to even know about religion.
So why are all these people celebrating? As my friend Steve said to me tonight, this Christmas eve, why are these people celebrating the birth of something they don’t believe in?
I wholeheartedly agree.
Let’s put Christ back in Christmas.

Happy Birthday Jesus!


Christmas Glitz

A few weeks ago while out Christmas shopping, I picked up a bottle of Wet N Wild Wild Shine nail polish.  I’m not big on keeping my nails painted because they’re naturally brittle and I have a hard time maintaining any length…and it’s just worse with polish on them.  I’ll whack my hand on something and just like Rice Krispies (Snack, Crackle and Pop – get it??) they’re broken all off.

But I couldn’t resist this pretty shade.


AND it was pretty cheap AND since I’m a sucker for just about anything that glitters, I said “why not?” and brought it home.

So, in the spirit of Christmas parties, twinkling lights and sparkly wrapping paper, here are my pretty holiday nails.

I wish my Blackberry could capture the true color of this polish.

I wish my Blackberry could capture the true color of this polish…but hey, that’s it up there *points to top photo*.



How Santa Ruined Christmas

I am a true believer in Santa Claus.  Or at least I was.

Years and years and years ago I worked at the local mall over Christmas.  I loved it.  I loved (and still love) the hustle and bustle and busy-ness and the crowds of people.  I loved doing a walk-about and running into a hundred people I knew and hearing my name called and being waved at (who am I kidding?  I STILL love it.).

One Saturday afternoon a few of my friends dropped by to visit and during my break we walked thru the mall and the hordes of shoppers.  Santa was also on break from his workshop and was walking around the mall, greeting people and saying hello.

I, being the adult child that I am, was extremely excited to see Santa – especially since I’d been so busy at work that I did not have the opportunity to see much of him – unless I detoured on my pee breaks.

But, as we approached him, he slowed his step, looked the 3 of us up and down and said “Lookin’ Good, Ladies.”


Tsk tsk...shame on you, Santa!

Tsk tsk…shame on you, Santa!

This was just not right.  BAD SANTA!!!  You ruined Christmas for a young dreamer.  Shame on you.  I hope that Santa was fired!  Of course, as most malls do, we’ve had some good Santas and some bad (very bad) Santas.  This guy was an example of a creepy old man who needed a different job.

Thanks for ruining Christmas, “Santa”!!




Holiday Wish List (part 8)

Pineapple Print Dress

Anyone who knows me knows that I love a good dress.  As soon as spring hits and all the damn snow has melted I live in dresses until the end of fall (or until it gets too cold to go bare-legged).

A few years ago I spotted a pineapple print dress in a magazine and have been on the lookout for one since.  Sadly, I haven’t found any.  But my eyes are still open.  Maybe Santa will be kind and bring me one.  Here are a few of my favorites:

This is my favorite!

This is my favorite!


But this is more my style.

But this is more my shape/style.

As is this.

As is this.


But this one I completely adore...I love the punchy yellow (my favorite color!!).

But this one I completely adore…I love the punchy yellow (my favorite color!!).

Aren’t these all adorable?  I can’t wait to find one I like so that I can wear it and feel like summer again.


Holiday Wish List (part 7)

Bring My Men Back!

For the Christmas (and for 2013 – yikes! Can’t believe I just said “twenty-thirteen.) it would be nice if Cole Hauser could get another great TV contract (so that I could watch him every week).

My other boyfriend, Cole Hauser.

My other boyfriend, Cole Hauser.

A few years ago, Cole co-starred on Chase, a super-cool show that I absolutely loved, a) because it was good  b) because Cole Hauser co-starred in it (duh!).

Chase...starring Cole Hauser

Chase…starring Cole Hauser

Unfortunately, networks suck (see: Reviving Eastwick https://welcometosandyland.wordpress.com/2012/12/07/reviving-eastwick/) and didn’t give the show the chance or recognition it deserved and it was cancelled (YOU SUCK, NETWORK!!!).  So this year, I would like my future BF to receive a contract to star in another weekly…preferably an hour-long drama, but I’ll take what I can get.

And hey, while I’m at it….I’d like to request that my 80’s elementary school/tween infatuation, Scott Bloom get some work IN FRONT OF the camera.

Scott Bloom....where are you??

Scott Bloom….where are you??

I haven’t seen Scott in anything since John Q (2002) and Smokin’ Aces (2006).  Apparently, he’s writing and producing these days.  *sigh*  I was so head-over-heels for him when I was 10, 11, 12.  He played Jesse Nash, Sam’s boyfriend on Who’s The Boss? and I wanted him to be my boyfriend.  But I was 10, 11, 12 and living a pipe dream.  I thought he was the cat’s meow.  I’d like to see him get some work in front of the camera.  But I’d settle for going for a glass of wine.  I might even let the Man come with.  Because I’m a good girlfriend.  🙂