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Christmas Yule Blog- Part 6

It’s Christmas Eve!

In face, it’s 11 o’clock on Christmas Eve and I’m lying in bed watching a Hallmark Christmas movie.

It has been the longest and shorted day. I had so much to do today.

I pass this dude daily and yearly

I worked until noon, I dropped off a gift and some cards and had a quickie visit with my cousin in law. We took a photo of our duly wrapped gifts. I was quite proud of my one-hand wrap job. Can you tell which one is mine?

I also had to stop at the store for some last minute items. Once home, I finished the 12Ks of Christmas with a run. I cleaned, made candy cane fudge, showered, wrapped more presents, did my hair (which, let me just say, is not awesome when half your hand has 100% no feeling) and make up, and dressed to the nines. Because that’s what Sandy does.

Honey Boo and I headed to my parents’ for traditional Christmas Eve dinner of Rappie Pie with the family.

When we got home, Honey Boo had to wrap gifts, so I went out for a Christmas Eve Stroll. It is a beautiful night and the temperature continues to rise (although I’d prefer to wake to a blanket of snow).

Once I got back, Santa and I put the gifts under the tree, then watched a little TV. And now I’m ready for sleep, with the kitty curled up on my lap. It’s been a good night.

Merry Christmas (Eve)

Christmas Yule Blog Part 5

It’s the last weekend before Christmas . Can you believe that? The week itself has been jam-packed, as has most of the weekend. But I got a lot accomplished, and although I feel like it’s hard to believe that Christmas is less than a week away, I’m still feeling festive.

We had our first major snowstorm of the season a few days ago, and I decided to go walking in a winter wonderland. It was a beautiful night and the snow was falling hard and . We woke up to a blanket of beautiful white snow. Unfortunately, our weather forecast is calling for mild weather and rain for most of the week, including Christmas Day. There goes our idyllic white Christmas.

Friday morning I was up early to get to the city for an appointment with my surgeon. Normally I would have spent the rest of the day shopping malls and enjoying the hustle and bustle of Christmas shoppers. But covid-19 had everything on lockdown, so I have not been able to do any City shopping this year.

That being said, Honey Boo and I were out today to get some shopping done and we work throwing into the middle of hustle and bustle and hectic shoppers. I really miss the good old days before online shopping closed most of our local stores.

Yesterday my friend Amy came over and helped me wrap presents because I’m not fully capable of doing it on my own even the star after surgery. She brought her daughter and I set up a hot chocolate bar for them. We had a great afternoon of wrapping and enjoying Christmas treats.

last night last night Honey Boo and I enjoyed a nice date night. We had mulled wine and watched a Christmas movie together. It was nice to Cozy up in front of the Christmas tree and relax. The weekends are never long enough, especially at Christmas there is always way too much to do.

By the way, if you haven’t tried mulled wine, I highly suggest it.

Right now I’m cozied up on the couch with a Hallmark movie, in front of my Christmas tree, and finally relaxing again. I wrapped more presents tonight and I’m still not done. But, there are still several days ahead of me before Christmas, and I know I will eventually complete all of my tasks. Of course, by then, Christmas will have zoomed by.


Yule Blog Part 4

One thing I look forward to every year is an abundance of Christmas parties and Christmas get-togethers. Whether it’s dinner and drinks at a pub, staff parties with cocktails and fancy dresses, or a good old-fashioned home party, I look forward to them every year. Unfortunately, because covid-19 has screwed up 2020 for the most part, our Christmas festivities have been thrown down the toilet: no House Parties, no real staff parties, and no big get-togethers have got me feeling a little bit blue. Or, let’s be honest, a lot blue.

But, they don’t call me the social butterfly for nothing. As I already mentioned, last week Honey Boo and I got together with some friends for a Christmas dinner of sorts. And this weekend I had organized an intimate evening with some colleagues and Friends at the local Cider House.

There was a small group of us, and we were mostly dressed to the nines, as if you would expect anything less. We had drinks and dinner, and plenty of laughs and stories. It was exactly what I had wanted for the evening.

Especially since I was not able to have my annual Christmas party, which has always been such a big hit in the past. We had a great time and I felt very festive. I think that’s what we all needed.

In addition to not being able to have my Christmas party, we’re not able to have our family party either. As I’m sure many of you are in the same boat. But as we’re pretty much in the second wave of the pandemic, it makes sense to keep our Gatherings small. So that 2021 can see us move past this pandemic.

Tell me how you’re celebrating. Are you having your parties? Are you getting together with your loved ones? How are you coping for Christmas?


Yule Blog Part 3

The last two days it has been snowing. Yesterday morning I woke up to a winter wonderland in my backyard. Although I am hardly ready for winter, the snow does make things feel a little bit more festive.

This morning on my way to work I decided to stop for a peppermint mocha at the little coffee bar in my town. It seemed like the proper hot drink to have this morning with the falling snow. And peppermint mochas always make me feel like Christmas.

One of my colleagues brought in a bunch of treats this morning, Christmas cakes and mulled cider. I had a small taste of cider and it was so Warm & Cozy that I skipped over to the liquor store on my lunch break and picked up a bottle of spicy red wine. I love a good glass of red wine on cold nights, and mulling a spicy red sounds delightful.

But let’s be honest, even a glass of red wine would be great.

What makes you feel festive?


Yule Blog Part 2 – Weekend Kickoff

It’s officially December!  It’s officially the holiday season!   

This weekend was my official Christmas Kick-Off!   

Friday night I had a wonderful date with a friend.  We grabbed some take-out, had some wine, and watched a Hallmark movie.  She even started a fire and we had a cozy little girls’ night. 

Saturday afternoon I spent some hours Christmas shopping. With the second wave of Covid in full effect, I wanted to put a little dent in the gift department before we potentially go into lockdown again. I also got a bunch of decorations and Sunday I spent a good portion of the afternoon putting up my tree and decorating. Of course, within the hour the cat knocked the tree over….not because she is a full-on ass….She used it as leverage to get to the window (we took her chair).

I did my best…

So, outside of the weekend and working, I’ve been doing a little bit more shopping and indulging in Hallmark movies. Eventually I’m going to have to start wrapping these presents, but as it stands I still don’t have full use of my hands post-surgery. My mom suggested gift bags but I’ve already bought oodles of wrapping paper.

And now the weekend is almost here. I have more shopping to do, and Christmas get-togethers to get too. Hopefully covid-19 will not prevent us from celebrating.


It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like…..

This weekend I said goodbye to my fall decorations and my pumpkins (well, not all of them), and started getting in the Christmas mood. Although I’ve been watching Hallmark movies for a couple of weeks, I felt it was too early to be festive. But that all changed this weekend.
Friday night kicked off the Holiday season in my little town with the Torchlight parade, accompanied by Santa, an outdoor holiday market, and lots of lights and decorations. I was super excited to go to this. Last year I had been planning to do this, got together with one of my girlfriends for a pre-parade dinner, but came down with the worst flu I’ve ever experienced and had to bail early.

And so I had to forego my big celebratory plans for last year. But this year, I vowed to get down and participate in at least part of the festivities.

I headed into town meet up with a friend. I roamed around, took in the lights in the scenery, got a glimpse of the parade, and then headed into the Holiday Market, a setup of local artists and proprietors. There was also hot chocolate booth, Iron Works, Santa’s elves were out handing out candy canes.

Saturday afternoon I got some Christmas shopping done with my BFF. We grabbed lunch and spent a few hours filling our carts good Christmas gifts, wrapping paper, tags, etc. We had a great afternoon and I’m looking forward to doing more Christmas shopping in person rather than online. I’ve always loved the hustle and bustle of the shopping malls at Christmas time. But right now Covid is creeping up again, but I am hoping we can get through the holiday season without another shut down.

Last night Honey-Boo took me out for dinner. Walking into the restaurant was like walking into a Hallmark Christmas movie. The restaurant owner loves Christmas, and she goes full out with decorating. It was a quaint dinner in a perfect atmosphere. And I wanted to take so many decorations home. Especially the Jingle Bell lamps. Which she made.

This morning I woke up really early. Way too early for a Sunday morning. But I got up and watched Christmas movie while I sipped candy cane coffee. Eventually I worked on packing up the fall decorations and unpacking the Christmas decorations. Next week my plan is to put up the Christmas tree. I’m still down to only one hand oh, so I will need some help from Honey Boo. But we will get it done.

A week ago or so I watched a movie called Christmas Yule Blog, about a woman who blogs about her Christmas festivities. I thought that was a great little idea, and my plan is to have my own little Yule Blog here for the next month. I’m hoping to take you on a journey of Christmas parties, Christmas cocktails, Christmas traditions. And anything else I can think of. So think of this post as Yule Blog Part 1.

And let’s hope that covid does not ruin our Christmas plans. Keep wearing your masks, keep washing your hands, keep your distance. Be kind, be considerate. And stay safe.



Halloween Movie Watching Part 3 and 4

I had an accident almost two weeks ago. And had surgery on my right hand last Friday. That being said, although I haven’t really been able to type about it, we have continued our Halloween movie watching.

One of the movies we recently watched was called Haunt.

This movie, brought to you by the people behind A Quiet Place, is about a group of people who go to a haunted house attraction at a warehouse. Only to find out that the haunts are real and the people behind it, for lack of better terminology, are deranged lunatics. The movie ended up being better than I expected. It’s a Shudder original so if you subscribe, I recommend watching it.

Number 2: Spellbinder

A while back I had read about a movie starring Kelly Preston. Apparently this movie, from the 80s, is hard to come by because #1. It is about Witchcraft and #2. Kelly Preston appears nude. Apparently Kelly’s cult, also known as scientologists, have done everything to ensure this movie is not seen.

But I found it!! To be honest, I don’t know what the scientologists are so afraid of. Because it seems like it’s pretty on par with their little “religion”. Regardless, aside from the cheesy acting, the movie was pretty good, and had a little twist at the end.


#halloween #scarymovies #kellypreston #witchcraft #shudder #spellbinder #haunt

More Must Haves

I had surgery last Friday, a week ago today. In fact, this time last week I was still in surgery. But that’s beside the point. The point is that I’m not working, and have been home dilly-dallying. I watched a few movies, including the new Charlie’s Angels. There is a scene early in the movie where Kristen Stewart is at a boxing gym talking to her colleague, and she is wearing the most drop dead gorgeous lipstick.

I love this shade. And I have been on the hunt for it. I started Googling right away, and came up with several different suggestions. One of them being Ruby Woo by MAC.

I’m not sure if this is accurate. Because Ruby Woo looks a little bit too red, and the lipstick in the photo / movie definitely has a blue undertone. When I did some dupe looking oh, I came up with number 111 by Kate for Rimmel.

Which, I’m not going to lie, I think I like better. It’s definitely a closer match than the Ruby Woo. But, I went to several stores before I actually found it, and when I did, it’s not the same colour. It is more of an orange red. Again, the lipstick I’m looking for has a blue undertone. So now I’ve been on the hunt for Ruby coloured lipsticks.

it has become my mission in life to find a suitable lipstick that closely resembles the lipstick Kristen Stewart is wearing in Charlie’s Angels. If anyone has any suggestions, let me know. I am on a mad hunt. I may also be a little bit bored.

But seriously, I am here waiting to hear from you.


Feeling Witchy

October is my favorite month, not only because it’s my birthday month, but because October has magic and mystery and charisma. I can’t even verbalize all the things that October has, but it is my favorite.

In fact, Fall is my favorite time of year. Each year when August rolls around, I’m already thinking about Fall and October and all its richness and colors and earthy beauty.

I love the early sunsets in their reds and pinks and the air that October carries that is both warm and cool. And the way the sun can shine on the most mundane of things and have it looks like a perfect piece of nature’s artwork is better left seen, rather than trying to describe it.

And each year at this time I become just a little more obsessed with witches. October brings out the best in me, and feeling a little witchy these days is completely normal.

I’ve been falling asleep to Eastwick the last few nights, as I do nearly every year because it’s still stupid that it was canceled. So every year about this time I break out the nostalgia and rewatch this incredibly quirky, mysterious, sexy show and I feel a little bit more of a twinkle in my eye and a twitch in my nose and I hope for a little more magic.

I’m on vacation this week and have spent the last few days hiking and touring around my province (keeping it in our bubble). Nova Scotia and New England are basically interchangeable…the former often standing in for NE in movies and TV. And as much as I have been obsessed with witches, I’m nearly as obsessed with New England at Halloween. But because the two are so close, and because we are partially locked down due to Covid-19 pandemic, I have been enjoying a taste of New England in my own backyard. Nova Scotia is always beautiful, but during the Fall it is literally breathtaking.

Tell me this place isn’t haunted…(Lunenburg, NS)

Tonight we are staying at a hotel, a gorgeous old Victorian reminiscent of an old gothic mansion, and as we stewed in the hot tub, sipping wine by candlelight, I couldn’t help but think at how it must sound like an old witch’s bubbling cauldron…..toil and trouble and all that.

It has been a long day full of twinkles and twitches and glimmers of things in the moon.


#witches #witchcraft #halloween #newengland #novascotia

Halloween Movies Part 2

The Autopsy of Jane Doe

Oh my…this movie…..

I have wanted to watch this one for a while now but couldn’t get up the nerve. But last week, we threw ‘er on and, it did not disappoint.

This movie creeped right from the beginning. There is mystery, there is mystic, there is horror and thrills and surprises and twists. So good.

What is disappointing is that movies like this go unnoticed. This film should have had a huge theatrical release and it likely would have many tons of money. But it didn’t. In fact, I only found out about it by Googling (last year) movies to watch for Halloween month. Otherwise, it would have gone unnoticed by one (or two) more viewers.\

So, if opportune knocks and you have the chance to view this movie – DO IT! Preferably at night, in the dark, snuggled up to someone close because it does creep~

Two thumbs up!


#halloween #scarymovies #autopsyofjanedoe #witch #scarefactor

Halloween Movie Watching 2020

Honey Boo and I had started our Halloween movies watching early this year (thanks Covid). But, options are limited (why are so many so-called “horror” movies laced with rapey scenes? Who the hell wants to watch that bullshit? Fuck off!), so a few weeks ago we subscribed to a free month of Shudder. We have been watching some movies here and there and we’re enjoying most of them.

In addition, The Haunting of Bly Manor came to Netflix yesterday so we have gobbled up the first episode so far. And I’m not going to lie, I’m a little disappointed that they are doing their spin on a Turn of the Screw, especially since the first season, The Haunting of Hill House, was so creative and perfect, and especially since The Turning was released earlier this year. We just don’t need two of the same thing.

That being said, we did get to watch a few I have been wanting to see the last several years: The Babadook

This movie was slow getting into. Sloooooow. But eventually, it found its groove and turned out to be not a bad little independent movie. Good for a creep. Especially if you’re watching alone (not me!).

The Witch in the Window

I was so excited for this movie. Mostly because it shared almost the same title as a book that I loved (and scared the shit out of me) as a kid – The Witch at the Window.

But, I’m not going to lie. It was not good. I mean, it was a decent story. And it had a creepy moment or two. But it tried desperately to be something it wasn’t (M. Night Shyamalan) and it did not succeed. I had such high hopes for it. 😦

We still have 21 days until Halloween and I’m keeping my eye out for movies with potential for spooks and scares, and I’m not opposed to your suggestions.


#halloween #scarymovies #creepshow #hauntingofBlyManor #HauntingofHillHouse #ghoststories #witches

Coping with Covid

How is everyone’s isolation going?  This week hasn’t been too bad.  Especially since missing our wedding this past weekend, I am doing fairly well.

I must say that my first few weeks of isolation were not great for my mental health.  I’m too much of an extrovert and social butterfly (duh) to be kept from the rest of the world.  But, thankfully, I have wonderful people in my life and I am getting by and struggling a little less.

I have been teaching my boot camps and personal training via Zoom and other social media video platforms and that has been going pretty fantastic.  I’ve also been doing my own fitness thing – working out, running, walking, participating in a new 60 day challenge.  I’ve been reading – I finished John Grisham’s recent book and started a Candace Cameron book.   I’ve been engaging in some really great conversations.  We’ve been watching some really bad movies thanks to Prime and Netflix.  I mean seriously bad…so dumb, so lame.  I’ve been packing.  I’ve been snuggling with my cat a lot.  Thankfully she snuggles back.

I’ve been having weird nightmares since isolation began.  I’ve probably had 5 or 6 or 7 terrible nightmares.  The other night I woke up after having a nightmare.  The poor Man didn’t know what to think.  I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t swallow, and my heart rate was through the roof.  I’m not sure if they’re caused from stress or what…but I am not a fan.

Thankfully I am back to work for the next couple of days and then isolation for another week.  It’s great to get out of the house and see people.  I feel comfortable at work.  Although, we have all had our stressful moments.

So that is it for my little update…simply because I cannot think of anything to post.  I’m sure something will come to me.


Today is My Wedding Day……

Today is my wedding day.

At least, today was supposed to be my wedding day.  If all had gone as planned, I would be getting ready to walk down the aisle right now.

But Covid-19 happened.  And my dreams of a gorgeous May wedding have been spoiled by a virus that just won’t quit.


I’m sad.  To say the least, I’m sad.  And I’m mad.  In fact, I’m pissed off.  This is a day I have waited way too long for, and although we have set a new date, it’s not the date I wanted.  And who knows if it will happen then?


Honestly, the face I’ve been making since we had to postpone.

So I’m sitting here in solitude (kinda – the man is sitting here also), sipping my coffee, and thinking about what this day should have been.  I’m thinking about my designer dress – the only one sold in Canada, by the way – that I have had and been waiting to wear for the last 8 months; I’m thinking about celebrating my union with my family and friends – the people we love.

But for now, I will sit here and be pissed off….but also be thankful that we are safe and healthy and together.  But still pissed off!!



Lady Slippers and Tea Leaves

It would seem that Spring has finally arrived here in Nova Scotia….although, earlier this week we were hit with a mild snowstorm, most of it has melted except for those places a little higher up.  Those poor folks are still living in a winter wonderland.  But right now, here in my backyard, it is a gorgeous sunny and warm afternoon.  I’m lounging in capris and flip flops, and I’m basking in the sunny glow, while my old man neighbor across the field smokes pot and talks way too loud.  Ahh….Spring.
I love these days.  The light breeze and the start of May on the horizon.  It brings me back to a time much better, much easier, much more calm.  To childhood adventures and memories.  To those days when life was just about living and playing.  To a time when we weren’t waking up each morning to pandemic and isolation and killer viruses.
I grew up in rural Nova Scotia.  Far away from city life and brick buildings in every direction, no matter where you turn.  I grew up in a place surrounded by woods and foliage and adventure.  We could ride our bikes or play in the woods on our land all day and not get bored, and not have to worry about much of anything.
When we were little, my mother would take my brother and me for little adventures…bike rides and walks in the woods.  Each Spring she would guide us around the trees and the mossy mounds and let us pick May Flowers and Tea Leaves (if you chew them, they taste like spearmint, she would say).  And we would find as many Lady Slippers as possible, but always she warned us not to pick them because they were becoming endangered.
Each year, with the discovery of the new season, the rebirth of the living land, I think back to those times.  I look, everywhere I go, for Lady slippers and May Flowers and tea leaves.  And I hang on tight to those memories of my childhood and try to forget about the moments I am in.

In the Outfield

When I was 12, my brother and I joined a softball team.  I was not overly athletic when I was little, but I was excited to join.  After our first few practices, my friend Kim, who was staying at our place for a few days, tagged along to a practice.  She decided to join the team too and it made for elation.

Our little team, the Boulders, was terrible.  Oh my gosh, we were so bad.  Not necessarily at the game, but we were a new team with no money, a weirdo for a coach, and our home field was nothing to write (home) about.   I should also state that for the first few weeks I was sporting a coach on a broken left arm. And I’m super clumsy.  So, I was determined not to get hit or re-injured.  Kim always has said that I looked like a little ballerina out there…swinging the bat with one arm.

I was terrified of the ball too.  I hated being stuck in right field, which I often was.  Probably because most hits are center or to the left.  Which, I was relieved for, but also terrified that the ball would come at me.  But eventually, I got less scared, I got more aggressive (not a lot back then, but some), and my eventually my cast came off.

And as I improved, so did our team.  Our community rallied around us and our field got some maintenance; our dugouts cleaned up, and we got a snack shack.  AND eventually, we got team uniforms: Horrendous lime green tshirts and matching hats with our team name on them.  They were so ugly, but we looked great as a team!

lime green

Honestly, I WISH we looked this good.  (NOT US)

We started getting more spectators.  We were invited to tournaments (most of I’m sure we lost – but maybe not).  My skills improved and eventually I was moved out of right field and into centerfield *mic drop!*

We played through summer nights and in the rain and we played in the hottest of tournaments, having to have our parents drive us home in between games sometimes to shower or to at least get us out of the heat.  Our little team was a family and we had so much fun.  I loved our baseball team.  We lasted two incredible  seasons.

But by the time the third season rolled around, some of the team moved up to the next level because of age – including my brother and Kim.  Gah!  The whole point of our team was to be together and now we were breaking up.

So some of us moved up to another team, and some of us stayed behind to hold fort in our main team, with new players joining ranks.  I stayed and I played.  But it wasn’t the same.  And by this time, I was good.  I was a good hitter (well, definitely better than my casted ballerina days), and I was a great outfielder.  And I had a mouth made for baseball.  But it wasn’t the same.

I played that summer and that was it.  I played on the girls’ team in high school for a minute and a half, but didn’t finish the season (helloo, social life), which I kind of regret.  And there have been times I have wanted to join a team in my adult time, but just never bothered.  Those days of playing ball in the summers with my friends were some of the best of childhood.  And for that, I always keep my baseball mitt in my trunk, just in case someone, somewhere has a pick-up game going.

Each time I drive by our old field, it makes me sad.  The field is overgrow, the snack shack and dugouts are caved in and decrepit, the mound is unseen, the fences falling down.  Our home field has become a graveyard for our youth, and our memories of those glorious days are all we have left.


Still not us

There are no new teams.  The children are busy playing online games or surfing Instagram.  But me, I would never, in a million years, trade in those summer days with my friends under the hot sun, under the cool night skies, and on the green grass, swinging a bat and sliding into home.
















Coffee and Wine

It’s Easter Monday of quarantine.  I’m sitting in my living room.  I have chickpeas roasting in the oven and they smell so good.  I’m tossing them in a salad, but I feel like I could just got out right now and eat a handful of them.

Today was the first day I didn’t get up and stress and strain myself right away.  I relaxed, I watched a movie and drank coffee and snuggled with my cat.  It was quite lovely.  But, by 11 am I was Video training with my quarantine workout buddy, Amy (some of you might remember her as Amy Whoreface).  And of course, I went for my walk, and I have a run planned for later.  My days are stitched together like that…by coffee and workouts and wine.


In fact, that’s pretty much all I want to do: drink coffee, exercise, and drink wine.  But don’t get worried.  I’m barely drinking wine.  Thankfully though, my friend and coworker brought me a bottle of home brew and I am definitely looking forward to popping that cork.  I’m so excited and appreciative of it that I’ve been trying so hard to get over the fact that she put an apostrophe in “Summers”.


Oh how I long for the days of social distancing to be over.  I would give anything to be with my friends and my family.  I can’t wait to be able to go to the bar for a glass of red and some in person laughter.

wine glass

I miss my running buddy (although my alone running time has been impeccable); I miss my gym fam and my bootcampers.  I can’t wait to hug my nephews and my BFFs.

In the meantime, I’ll take bad movies, video workouts, calls with friends, and wine and coffee.




Covid-19 can go suck it!  Seriously.  SUCK IT!

These are terrible, scary, frustrating, unprecedented times, and, like many, my mood has been up and down.  My new office has us working in teams so we each do two days a week.  The rest of the time I’m home (where you should be too) and I’m bored.  Trying desperately to stay busy.  I’ve been cleaning (I’m supposed to be packing), working out a lot (running, walking, hosting online personal training and boot camp sessions), reading, and chatting.  Let me just say that video chats can be a life saver if you need that face-to-face contact.

I did also learn how to make Dalgona Coffee – and if you haven’t tried this yet, you should.  It’s literally 3 ingredients: instant coffee, sugar (I used Stevia), and hot water.  And, of course, your milk of choice (I used almond). And then you get this beautiful, delicious creation:


Google it for directions

Also, the Man and I have been watching a lot of crappy movies on Prime (because it seems like it’s only crappy movies on Prime).  Some of them are okay and some of them are just.so.bad.

For instance, we watched Beneath this past weekend; a lake monster movie which could have so much potential, but ended up just sucking.


Just more evidence for Sandy to NOT go in the water

Honestly, I actually said to him part-way thru the movie that I hope they all die!!  The characters were terrible people, and terrible actors.  And, the movie takes place over just a matter of hours, yet these idiots were completely insane.  I was rooting for the fish!

That being said, I am open to suggestions of things to watch on Prime or Netflix.  I know it’s not all bad – it just seems that way.

What have you been doing/watching doing isolation?

~Stay safe.

That Tired!

I’m normally a jump out of bed type of person.  I have never hit the snooze alarm in my life.  In fact, I don’t really understand it.  Why would you want to interrupt your sleep just to hear that God-awful alarm go off again (and again and again)?  Instead, why not just automatically set your alarm for those extra minutes to begin with.  I mean, if you know you’re going to hit the snooze anyway……. Doesn’t that just make more sense?

For the last few years, I have been, on and off, getting up extra early on occasion to either go running, or to the gym, or to teach a boot camp class.  And I love it.  I love the feeling of accomplished so early in the day.

That being said, teaching a high-intensity boot camp class Monday mornings is not all that easy, because often I will have a hard time sleeping Sunday night.  In fact, I try to get up extra early on Sundays so that I can sleep more easily those evenings.  This past Sunday, that did not happen and I was exhausted Monday morning.

I woke up extra early, about an hour before my alarm was set to go off, so around 20 to 5.  I laid there hoping for another hour of sleep but it never came.  So I got up and got my day started and went off to teach my class.  Followed by a full day of work, and ending with another boot camp class.  When I got home, I threw on laundry and made dinner.  I was exhausted.


So exhausted that (and yes, this is 100% the point of this post) I put on my oven mitt to take the mayonnaise out of the fridge!!  Yep.  That is all.  Bedtime came soon after that epic moment.


Christmas Wish List – Part 4

I saw these wine glasses back in the summer and almost ordered them from Molicoco, but it seems like it’s a flaky website, and I didn’t want to take any chances.  But they are so cute.  I love them.  And I’m a huge Jaws and Shark Week fan, so they would be very fitting.

I have since found them on Amazon.  I’m still considering it.  The prices range from $5 to….well, way more than $5.



Christmas Wish List – Part 3

I have been “eyeing” these sunglasses on Amazon for a while.


I love them.  I love big sunglasses, and these just scream my name



Christmas Wish List – Part 2

I love, love, love this sweater from Suzy Shier:

Long Sleeve Cardigan Tunic

Suzy Sweater

And right now it’s on sale for just over $17.  I love sweaters anyway because I’m always cold (I’m literally sitting at my desk with a tank top, long t-shirt, sweater, cardigan, blanket on my lap, and space heater on – I kid you not), and this just looks chic and cozy.


Christmas Wish List – Part 1

I’m a little behind the times these days….mostly because there’s nothing I really want or need (not that I ever need anything).  But, I figured I get on it anyway.

Bath & Body Works Candles 

(But only when they’re on sale.)

Some of their scents are sooooo good.  And some are just so overwhelming I want to puke.  But here is a list of some of my favorites:

Obviously, anything pumpkin.  🙂

I should point out that I am very picky…I love the Patchouli only candle..not the Patchouli Vanilla…it’s way too perfumey and makes my head ache.  I also like the Anise…and they have a black licorice scent that I haven’t been able to find in years.  And I like about anything peppermint.

I love these candles because they burn for such a long time and the scents, if it’s the right one, is not usually overwhelming.


In the Tall Grass (Don’t Watch It!)

I managed to watch another “horror” movie the other night with some friends.  And let me just say that the only thing horrific about this movie is the time I wasted watching it that I will never get back.  Oy!


The only thing evil is the trickery they’ve used to get us to watch it.

The movie is called In the Tall Grass (2019) and is co-written by Stephen King.  And of course, it is a little messed up, as is most things written by Stephen King.  But this movie is just fawkkkked!  Honestly.  I can’t even tell you how craptastic it is.  But I also don’t want you to watch it because it’s just that bad.
What makes it worse on worse is that it co-stars Patrick Wilson.  And I really hate that guy!  It’s like when Fisher Stevens was on Friends and played Roger the therapist and everyone said “I hate that guy!”….that’s how I feel about Patrick Wilson….only more!\



I’m just gonna go ahead and spoil this idiotic piece of garbage for you.  Brother and sister hear a kid in the grass calling for help.  They go looking for him.  They lose each other.  They can’t find the kid.  The grass is never ending.  There’s a giant rock with some old lingo carved into it not sure if it’s Native or Alien or something else.  They meet Patrick Wilson.  He’s a creepy devil type dude.  He has touched the rock and the rock has powers.  The sister’s boyfriend comes looking for her.  She is pregnant.  They see themselves dead over and over.  It is very Groundhog Day-esque.  Patrick Wilson wants to sacrifice the sister’s baby (she’s pregnant) and the grass people want him to.  It’s SOOOO messed up.
That’s it.  To be honest, I can’t even tell you any more because it just makes me that angry.  Don’t watch it.  It’s garbage!

The Boy

Well, after posting my Halloween movie watching fail yesterday, the Man and I decided to watch The Boy (2016).
I had seen the trailer in 2016 and was like…..yeah, NO.   Nope.  No way.  FAWK THAT!!
But, a while ago one of my friends had seen the movie and passed on the gist of the ending – so I was a little more prepared.  It was like when someone spoiled Fight Club for me…I reacted to the movie a lot better knowing what kind of insanity was happening.
I don’t always (let’s be honest – ever) like being scared – especially when it comes to dolls, ghost stories, kids, possession….yeah, mostly the basics.  So thankfully, my friend spoiled this movie and I could chill out a bit.  A BIT.
This movie…W.T.F.??  The premise of the story is that Greta (aka Maggie from The Walking Dead) moves from the US to England to become a nanny for a couple for their boy, Brahams.  When Greta is introduced to the boy by his parents (who are old – grandparent age), she is shocked to find that Brahams is actually a doll.  A creepy-ass mofo, but still, a doll.
The parents have all kinds of rules and schedules for her to follow and they treat Brahams just like a real boy, Pinocchio.  When the parents hit the road for what turns out to be an extended vacation, Greta is left in this creepy old death house mansion with the damn doll, er boy, er doll?


Maggie…..Put DOWN the doll!  Walk away girl….walk.away.

All kinds of shenanigans incur, and at one point during the movie I said to the Man “At this point, she deserves whatever happens to her because she has had ample opportunity to leave that damn creep-ass shit”.  Seriously.  A.  There is no way I would have stayed in that gigantor house alone with a damn doll that gets up and moves around freely on its own.  Nor would I have stayed past any of the other encounters.  In fact, as soon as I realized the boy was a damn doll, I would have said “See ya!” and bolted.  


That’s right…>BYE FELICIA!!!!

There were plenty of yelps and jumps from us while watching.  And it certainly kept me on the edge of my seat.  And there are some twists and turns just to make it that much more creeptastic.  So I was pleased that my horror movie watching finally got started.