Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving - Cinema Style

In honor of probably one of the best holidays to exist ever, I have decided to discuss what I believe to be the three best Thanksgiving movies. People never think there are Thanksgiving movies. Well. I am here to tell you that THERE ARE. And some of them are exceptional.

First, everyone knows this one: Planes, Trains and Automobiles. If you haven't seen it, well, I don't even know what to say other than welcome to society! Now, SEE IT and laugh your head off. (I warn you, there is "language" in this clip, but I swear to you it is worth it!)



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Second, and certainly not for the faint of heart: The House of Yes. This one always makes me think of Dirk because of his love for the PPosey and he was the one who introduced me to it. Oh man. This movie epitomizes dark humor, but MAN is there humor. I mean, Parker Posey AND Tori Spelling? Get real! Oh man, Parker Posey doesn't even need to speak, just watch her face. Genius.)



Third, and definitely my favorite Thanksgiving movie: Home for the Holidays. Directed by Jodie Foster, which is pretty cool and also with Holly Hunter and The RDJ (Robert Downey Jr. I prefer to just call him The RDJ). This is just... I don't know, a truly hilarious but poignant portrayal of a family's Thanksgiving. (I love the little eccentricities of this family...)



Love you all. Happy Thanksgiving!
Gobble Gobble!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

No crumpets. But still pretty good.

Well, you know how much I love tea right? So today when I went to lunch at Red Rock and ordered hot tea to warm up, I was excited as always to see what kind of selection would come my way. Imagine my delight when amongst those little pockets of goodness was a tea bearing the name Constant Comment.

Constant Comment? I don’t know why I love this SO much, but I do. I do indeed. I feel like it’s on par with naming a tea Quick Question or… Mind Your Manners. Come to think of it, I may be on to something, because I would totally drink those teas too! Love you Bigelow.













From the Constant Comment wrapper:

In "Constant Comment", we use only the finest mountain-grown tea blended with golden orange rind and dash of sweet spice. We hope you enjoy it.

We did!

Friday, November 7, 2008

privates. acting out of line.

First of all... What a delay! Life got crazy. Anyway, I'm going to try and be better at blogging. So I'll start with a couple of back stories from the past few weeks of hiatus.

These two stories both happened over the course of the same week and involve members of the Gelegotis/Pagoaga clan. Before Steve left for Iraq, he and Jenna came to SLC for a visit. These instances happened then. Mind you... just two tiny tidbits of life. You know how I love such things.

#1 Steve and Jenna's first day back in Salt Lake.
We three go, along with Kristin, to Rio Grande for a magnificent lunch. It was a glorious day and we sat outside, ate, talked, lingered and had a blast. As we're all piling back in to the car, Kristin suddenly has a sneezing attack. Sneeze! Sneeze! And everyone says "My goodness! Bless you!" Then she says: "Oh... my kegel didn't work." Then everyone pretty much died laughing.

#2 Steve and Jenna's second or third day back in Salt Lake.
The three of us are out and about for some reason running errands of some kind. One such errand is picking up an ice cream cake at Baskin Robins for Kristin's birthday party. We go, we get the cake, it's a difficult decision, but we make it happen. Once again, the incident occurs as we're all getting back in the car. Steven kind of makes a little jump to get back in and suddenly goes "Oh man! I shouldn't have sat that way... Ouch..." That kind of thing. He has clearly injured his bits by sitting in a bad way, basically. And this is the best because Jenna says it and we all know how sweet Jenna is, she says: "Well. I don't even know how you guys deal with those things."


And that is everyone's privates acting crazy during one week! Good times.