AND I AM NOT ASHAMED. Okay, I'm totally ashamed, but it's too late to turn back now. Of course I'm talking about SouthLAnd. Some spoilery discussion under the cut.
1. Dewey!! I was surprised to see him come back. I like that they did bring him back, that was a lot of plot dedicated to a character that was only in a handful of eps. And the whole AA addiction thing, oh man, so genius. We have an addict that has basically switched his addiction from booze to being "sober." And he's still a dick.
2. Regina King! This woman is such an outstanding actress, and she plays such a rich character. (I mean, her character Lydia is the old trope of "I'm getting too old for this shit" long-time cop that can't help but care, but wants to not care. And it's being played as a young(ish) black woman. Brilliant. I love that she got in someone's face, a man's face, a jackass chauvinist man's face and shoved him. By his face.
3. Raise your hand if you saw that cute little hombre in his cowboy boots and as you cooed you realized he was going to die? *raises hand* And nonetheless it was still shocking? Damn, a shoot up at a Quinceañera. Side note, because I live in the land of North Mexico, that's fairly huge here. And we had a lot of Mexicans that attended my LDS ward house (parish) and a few quinceañeras were held at our church house. I loved the elaborate gowns they wore. Some members got snotty about it, and they stopped having them. (White males complained, of course. They started having "Rose Balls" for the white girls' 16th birthdays until both were barred. EYE ROLL.)
4. Red Sally! Ahahahaha. Also, damn, that chick has ta tas for days, my lands.
5. So Ben doesn't realize Coop is gay? Huh. Oh, right, only the audience is privy to that. That should make for an interesting episode.
6. OMG TAMMI AND HER PHOTOGRAPHER INSTRUCTOR. Poor Sammy. That look on his face.... Although I also saw a note of "free at last, free at last!" in there. Not to mention some big ol' ego bruising, because this short barrel chested baby-faced guy is also a gang detective cop with a massive chip on his shoulder. Ouch. I hate Tammi with the force of a thousand suns. She's that girl, the bitchy, whiny, never satisfied harpy that doesn't realize how good she's got it. She just always wants more. "If you're not moving forward, you're moving backwards" kind of person. Haaaaaate. Poor actress, she's nailing it, but it's such an unlikeable character. Good tv in other words.
I'm just saying, if you think this is just a cop drama, you're wrong. I mean it IS, but it's so damn real you'll think you're watching a reality show. These are real people, rich, diverse, not easily pigeonholed.
ION, I would very much like to run away and live in this wooden ball that has a steampunk feel to it. Here is what the inside looks like. (I'd redecorate, personally.)
Leave it to the Pioneer Woman's tasty kitchen blog to turn up something I spend too much money on and will spend money no longer! Liquid concentrated Chai, OKAY YES PLEASE.
Lastly, I am getting really excited for a couple of trips on my horizon. First up is my get away with the Mr. to celebrate out 10th anniversary. Wine country! (Alexander Valley, to be specific. I'm a fan. They're the less pretentious Napa.) That's in March. Then in April is my epic road trip with
dovil across the southwest where we'll leave all of the grandeur of the desert to languish in Vegas until we feel our souls are too dirty to clean. All of the big stopping points along the way, Santa Fe,, Gallup (Route 66, basically) and then the Painted Desert, The Grand Canyon (where we're staying a few yards from the edge of the South Rim) up to Vermilion Cliffs, plyg country (lol), Zion Nat'l Park (staying right at the base of Angel's Landing, score!) and then on into Vegas. I really really really need a vacation from being a mom for a bit, so I'm looking forward to it.
I'm in the throes of testosterone-fuelled growing spurts, which translates into hair trigger of upset. The Boy has grown half a foot since Thanksgiving. That's not hyperbole, he's literally shot up 6 inches. He quit growing just before New Years, and now seems to be hitting yet another spurt as I can't keep him fed, and he's having two lunches, a snack, two dinners, and a bed time snack. This is what I get for getting impregnated by a giant. #2 seems to have stopped at 5'9", but I think she might make it to 6'. She's 13, btw. And she's built like a 22 year old. She also has no idea how to seal the deal with boys, so I am able to get some sleep at night. Gah.
Children. They're not for the faint-hearted.
Alrighty, I have to workout so I don't feel like a slug.
[ETA for music sharing] Three songs helping me move my butt this morning:
Bass Down Low (original)
Bass Down Low (Proper Villains Remix) I love this
Genius of Love Tom Tom Club remixed by Pinker Tones)
Bop around the house if you can't get outside. (These were all dl'd by promo blogs, so I'm assuming they're meant to be shared, Mr/s. FBI wo/man.)
1. Dewey!! I was surprised to see him come back. I like that they did bring him back, that was a lot of plot dedicated to a character that was only in a handful of eps. And the whole AA addiction thing, oh man, so genius. We have an addict that has basically switched his addiction from booze to being "sober." And he's still a dick.
2. Regina King! This woman is such an outstanding actress, and she plays such a rich character. (I mean, her character Lydia is the old trope of "I'm getting too old for this shit" long-time cop that can't help but care, but wants to not care. And it's being played as a young(ish) black woman. Brilliant. I love that she got in someone's face, a man's face, a jackass chauvinist man's face and shoved him. By his face.
3. Raise your hand if you saw that cute little hombre in his cowboy boots and as you cooed you realized he was going to die? *raises hand* And nonetheless it was still shocking? Damn, a shoot up at a Quinceañera. Side note, because I live in the land of North Mexico, that's fairly huge here. And we had a lot of Mexicans that attended my LDS ward house (parish) and a few quinceañeras were held at our church house. I loved the elaborate gowns they wore. Some members got snotty about it, and they stopped having them. (White males complained, of course. They started having "Rose Balls" for the white girls' 16th birthdays until both were barred. EYE ROLL.)
4. Red Sally! Ahahahaha. Also, damn, that chick has ta tas for days, my lands.
5. So Ben doesn't realize Coop is gay? Huh. Oh, right, only the audience is privy to that. That should make for an interesting episode.
6. OMG TAMMI AND HER PHOTOGRAPHER INSTRUCTOR. Poor Sammy. That look on his face.... Although I also saw a note of "free at last, free at last!" in there. Not to mention some big ol' ego bruising, because this short barrel chested baby-faced guy is also a gang detective cop with a massive chip on his shoulder. Ouch. I hate Tammi with the force of a thousand suns. She's that girl, the bitchy, whiny, never satisfied harpy that doesn't realize how good she's got it. She just always wants more. "If you're not moving forward, you're moving backwards" kind of person. Haaaaaate. Poor actress, she's nailing it, but it's such an unlikeable character. Good tv in other words.
I'm just saying, if you think this is just a cop drama, you're wrong. I mean it IS, but it's so damn real you'll think you're watching a reality show. These are real people, rich, diverse, not easily pigeonholed.
ION, I would very much like to run away and live in this wooden ball that has a steampunk feel to it. Here is what the inside looks like. (I'd redecorate, personally.)
Leave it to the Pioneer Woman's tasty kitchen blog to turn up something I spend too much money on and will spend money no longer! Liquid concentrated Chai, OKAY YES PLEASE.
Lastly, I am getting really excited for a couple of trips on my horizon. First up is my get away with the Mr. to celebrate out 10th anniversary. Wine country! (Alexander Valley, to be specific. I'm a fan. They're the less pretentious Napa.) That's in March. Then in April is my epic road trip with
dovil across the southwest where we'll leave all of the grandeur of the desert to languish in Vegas until we feel our souls are too dirty to clean. All of the big stopping points along the way, Santa Fe,, Gallup (Route 66, basically) and then the Painted Desert, The Grand Canyon (where we're staying a few yards from the edge of the South Rim) up to Vermilion Cliffs, plyg country (lol), Zion Nat'l Park (staying right at the base of Angel's Landing, score!) and then on into Vegas. I really really really need a vacation from being a mom for a bit, so I'm looking forward to it. I'm in the throes of testosterone-fuelled growing spurts, which translates into hair trigger of upset. The Boy has grown half a foot since Thanksgiving. That's not hyperbole, he's literally shot up 6 inches. He quit growing just before New Years, and now seems to be hitting yet another spurt as I can't keep him fed, and he's having two lunches, a snack, two dinners, and a bed time snack. This is what I get for getting impregnated by a giant. #2 seems to have stopped at 5'9", but I think she might make it to 6'. She's 13, btw. And she's built like a 22 year old. She also has no idea how to seal the deal with boys, so I am able to get some sleep at night. Gah.
Children. They're not for the faint-hearted.
Alrighty, I have to workout so I don't feel like a slug.
[ETA for music sharing] Three songs helping me move my butt this morning:
Bass Down Low (original)
Bass Down Low (Proper Villains Remix) I love this
Genius of Love Tom Tom Club remixed by Pinker Tones)
Bop around the house if you can't get outside. (These were all dl'd by promo blogs, so I'm assuming they're meant to be shared, Mr/s. FBI wo/man.)
- Spock is::
okay
'Oos dis bint, then?
- stoney321
- Laura Stone
- Hey, Don't Judge Me
Comments
DAMN.
Just needed to get that out.
Doing your business in -10 Celsius outside: hello, frost-induced UTI. I missed you. #TMI
The ball-tree-house is pretty cool but...am i not seeing a bathroom? Is it hidden somewhere? 'Cause having to go down the stairs to pee is kinda a deal-breaker.
*snerk*
She's 13, btw. And she's built like a 22 year old. We are rapidly approaching that with the Bebe. She's already taller than me - 5'6"? 5'7"? - and has a *shape*, with *curves*, though thank god it looks like she'll inherit my smaller boobage. Christ on a cracker, it is *very hard* not to lock her in her room!!
Six inches in two months. Jayzus.
Oh mmy girl has got some chesticles happening. She's almost able to fit into a D. NO ME GUSTA.
6 inches in FIVE WEEKS. Thanksgiving -> New Year's Eve. O_O
Six inches?! It's no wonder he's cranky and tetchy. Wow, bodies are amazing.
Somehow I have never made it to the Grand Canyon. That sounds like a fantastic trip.
Time to go on my walk and then off to a dentist appointment. Southland is still waiting on the Tivo. Along with the first season of Justified. Damn my life is exciting.
I try to keep it in perspective most days but there are times I'm ready to lock him out of the house, growing pains or no.
You MUST go to the Grand Canyon at some point in your life. There's a special cabin at the very base that you can only get to from hiking down and taking a raft trip, and it's super quaint and they feed you, too! That's for the more adventurous traveler, of course.
Julia, on second thought I think I'll go with my original plan to see if Nalini Nadkarni would set up a skywalk in the grove here.
Anne, I cannot keep food in the house, and I have an apocalypse pantry! I'm glad he's growing because it's making him feel good, but OY. Boys are just so expensive in spurts, huh?
Then again, #2 and jeans... I've told her she has to wear her floods until I know she'll stop growing. She can cover her ankles with her Uggs. Emily is happily wee and delights in being so. That kid is a goofy goober and I love them all pretty hard, I must say. :)
In his Bar Mitzah pictures, Zachary was still shorter than height challenged Aaron. And then all of a sudden...
As far as number 2, most girls don't grow past 13, so she might be done. The figure is way more worisome, I suspect. You just have to hope both kids have their heads screwed on straight.
Our doc said that it's menstruation that slows/stops growth, so depending on when that hits, that's when the growth begins to shut down. You'll average another 2 inches from onset of menstruation. And #2 was the last in her class to "get it," so I think she's going to get close to 6'.
The good thing about my girl is that she's the one that is an actual 13 year old. She loves her age, loves being her age, and is confident enough in herself to tell people to back off if they try and push her into situations she's not interested in. I really, really lucked out with this girl, I have to say.
Ha, so true! Unless you have cardiac problems and are able to harvest them.
Yay for wine country!!! That sounds wonderful - one of those weekends that you think was probably perfect if only you could remember what happened.
Thankfully for the 13 year old she hopefully may have stopped growing but start buying basketball shoes for the The Boy. How hard is it to tell kids off when they're towering above you? Buy a step ladder and take it with you at all times.
In April I'm going to get off the plane and then fall over dead. How hilarious would that be! Well, maybe not for friends and loved ones, but they're only cats so they'll get over it by the next time someone else feeds them. I think with Angel's Landing we may be doing seperate hikes that day but we can both have walkie talkies and I can scream and plead for my life every 10 minutes so it'll be as if I was right there alongside with you. Do you know when you type Angels Landing into google the next words that pop up are 'zion deaths', they should put that in the brochure!
The first thing I thought on seeing that house was that I wanted it to drop to see whether I'd be winning lotto.
I think we're going for a whole week, I can't remember. It's during the kids' spring break, so hopefully my delusion is accurate.
If you fall over dead, I'll just harvest your liver. Seeing as it makes up 73% of your body, there's sure to be one or two good lobes in there that aren't completely sauced on Fioja. And ahahaha, it does not, does it!? (OMG, are you scared of heights? If so I'll let you know ahead of time when I'm going to fake pushing you into the Grand Canyon.)