Archives for December 2011


I went and got my hair done yesterday.  It was getting a little shaggy so I thought it was time.  I’m really happy with how it turned out.  I didn’t change much though.  Cut a bit off the ends and freshened up my swoopy bangs a bit.  I love getting my hair done.

I know it may be a little strange, but it kind of turns me on to have someone wash my hair.  Just laying my head back in that special curved sink that cradles my neck.  Then they take that shower wand with the perfectly warm soft spray across my hair weighing it down with water.  Next smelling the shampoo as they rub it in and rinse it out.  The best part though, is when they take that creamy slippery conditioner and massage it all over my head and through my hair.  My stylist seems to know how much I love it and does it extra slow for me taking her time letting me enjoy it.  She told me about guys she’s caught touching themselves under the cape before.  I think a girl might be able to get away with it with more subtle movements especially wearing a dress or a skirt.  On the other hand, I’m sure getting off might be a bit more obvious .  *blush*


Nightmare Before Christmas Wreath

This is the awesome Nightmare Before Christmas wreath that I made.  You may not remember it from the movie.  It was only in it for a few seconds here and there, but if you’ve watched it as often as I have you will.  I use the word “made” loosely though.  I bought the basic wreath and added the bow.  Then I cut the eyes from an old frozen pizza box (reduce reuse! recycle)  and scribbled on some dots with a sharpie.  I guess I didn’t really “make” the wreath.  I made the eyes and assembled the wreath, but that doesn’t sound as good.  So, check out the wreath I made!

I absolutely love The Nightmare Before Christmas.  I always watch it this time of year.  Some people think of it as a Halloween movie but it’s definately a Christmas movie for me.  For awhile they use to re-screen it in 3D in theaters before Halloween.  I would go every year and loved being able to watch it on the big screen.  I don’t know if they started having low ticket sales or what, but they stopped showing it a few years back.  *tears*

An interesting fact that I just noticed this year, the voice of Sally is the mom from Home Alone 1 and 2.  Both of which are movies I like to pop in every year when I’m decorating my tree.

My First Connoli

When I decided to have a blog I was worried that it might start to feel like homework.  Unfortunately, it kind of has.  It’s not because I don’t enjoy it though.  I do.  I am a girl after all and the idea of having a bunch of guys listen to me ramble on spilling my every thought is pretty awesome.  I guess that’s the issue though.  I don’t just ramble on spilling my every thought.  I’m a bit of a perfectionist and I feel pressure to make every post as interesting as possible, and since I’m sure most of my random thoughts aren’t universally interesting I don’t post as often.  I’m going to try to change that though.  I figure a blog filled with nonsensical ramblings and boring happenings from my day to day life is better than an empty blog.  So, I think I’m going to try that.  Consider yourself warned.  🙂

Where to begin?  I guess the beginning… of last night.  I went out with some friends last night to a new Italian restaurant (restaurant, my spelling nemesis.  spell check has defeated you!).  Anyways, the food was really good.  I had the chicken parmigiana.  I’m a bit of a critic when I eat at new places.  I’m tough but I’m fair.  My friends always get a kick out of listening to me critique the food as if I were a pretentious wine connoisseur (<— spell check is my friend, lol) noting the subtleties of each ingredient.  I don’t take myself too seriously.  😛

I can eat just about anything except for seafood.  I’ve never been able to stomach it.  So when a plate of hot fried calamari went by wafting me with it’s aroma, I about passed out.  It’s funny, most of my friends don’t like seafood either.  Though, they don’t have the same strong reactions to it’s smell.  Maybe it’s a Midwestern thing.  I’m sure if I grew up in a coastal area I’d probably love the stuff.

When we’d finished dinner one of my friends ordered a plate of cannolis for us all to share.  I wasn’t really hungry at that point but I’d never had a cannoli so I had to try it.  Once in my hand I noticed how sexually similar it seemed to both a male and female.  I’m sure it was just my dirty mind, but I decided to bring my friends down into the gutter with me.  I started by suggestively licking the cream from one end of the connoli acting as if I didn’t notice their eyes turning toward me or their subtle giggles.  I allowed a bit of it to drip onto my chin which I quickly escorted back to my lips with my finger.  I then began to slowly slide the connoli into my mouth seeing how far I could take it.  At this point my friends’ giggling was all but subtle and I inadvertently lock eyes with a busboy who was clearing a neighboring table.  I almost lost it but quickly pulled the pastry out from the depths of my throat before my laughter would have surely spitballed the cream filling into the face of the girl sitting across from me.  BTW my first connoli was pretty good. 🙂