Movie madness!

In the past several days, we've watched Do the Right Thing, The Last Picture Show, and The French Connection. They were all fantastic, especially Do the Right Thing. Spike Lee is a genius, and his films reflect true understanding of race relations in the US.

Tonight we watched Goodfellas. It makes me miss the Sopranos, because of course, half of the cast is from Sopranos! They must have a real shortage of wise-guy actors in Hollywood, because they keep recycling...

Super Gobble!

Thanksgiving was terrific. It was really great to just chill with the family and see our friends. The turkey was great, as was all of the other food we wolfed down with reckless abandon. The photo attached is of Dave consuming his annual Thanksgivingwich, a type of gluttony I'll only allow once a year.

Mama Charlee truly deserves homage for her trickery. She told us (Dave, Cara, Craig and me) that she had a hankering to buy us all new shoes on Friday morning, then proceeded to load us into the car, drive to Medpoint and announce that no one gets shoes before getting flu shots. I'm the only one who really detests shots, but I gotta admit that the thought of all the pretty shoes at DSW eased my pain. The woman truly knows that our penchant for footwear is a weakness that should be taken advantage of.

So we were quite sad to leave the crew and come back to reality, but in 3 short weeks we'll be in Jamaica! Since I expect to be bikini-ready by then, I've committed to working out 5 days per week instead of the usual 3 and to eating only salads and sushi. At this rate, I'll be one nasty broad by about Thursday....

Gobble, gobble

The excitement for Turkey Day is setting in! Thanksgiving is pretty much my favorite holiday because I can stuff my face guilt-free and hang out with family and friends in a weekend dedicated to laziness/thankfulness/football.

This year I am especially thankful because I haven't been home in a while and I miss my peeps! Dave is thankful because he hasn't been back to South Bend in even longer and misses the Charlee, plus he looks forward to his Friday Thanksgivingwich. He piles all of the leftovers- including cranberry sauce, gravy, mashed potatoes, turkey, dressing, etc.- between two slices and eats the whole thing cold. Sounds kinda gross to me, but the look on his face is priceless- he just loves it.

Anyway, the hours can't pass by quickly enough. We can't wait to start the laziness and family fun.

Movie update

Ben-Hur was great, and I was right. Pontius Pilate was a bad guy. A very bad guy. Next up, Yankee Doodle Dandy! You're a grand ole' flag, you're a high flying flag.... Can't wait.

Great weekend, bad game!

We had a great time with our friends Joe and Xiaowei, who came in this weekend from Chicago for our self-proclaimed Louisville Festival of Funness. The Colts, however, quickly dashed our hopes for a perfect weekend with the worst performance ever against the Chargers.

I know that Adam Vinatieri should have made that field goal. I know! But in the interest of being fair, let's not place blame on the slippery, rain-soaked cleats of the kicker before properly acknowledging Peyton Manning's six thrown interceptions. Poor Adam shouldn't have to shoulder this shame alone.

In other news, Dave and I have embarked upon our year-long adventure of watching the American Film Institute's top 100 movies of all time in order from 100 to 1. We started with the first disc (yes, it's so ridiculously long that they couldn't fit it on 1 DVD) of Ben-Hur, number 100. It's a great movie so far, and I hope we'll get to the second half today. I get the sneaking suspicion that Pontius Pilate is going to end up as a bad guy....

Ahhhhh!!!!!

So, I typically keep my political wrath off the blog, mostly because I don't want the government tapping my phone. But thanks to Verizon, I'm pretty sure they've got whatever they're looking for, so I figure I'll post what I want, when I want!

You may have read yesterday that Pat Robertson (you know, the guy who thinks that God didn't protect us on 9/11 because gay people are allowed to live in New York), has endorsed Rudy Giuliani in the '08 presidential election, creating one of the most unholy political alliances of all time.

So now we know that all Pat Robertson wants to do is back a horse that can win, regardless of his views on every issue Pat claims to care about. If I were a Moral Majority member, I'd be pretty ticked off at this one. Well, I suppose I'd be pretty ticked off about lots of things that are none of my business...

For more on this, read Gail Collins' (love her!) most recent NY Times Op-Ed piece at: http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/08/opinion/08collins.html?_r=1&oref=slogin

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Happy Birthday Keith!

Keith's birthday was yesterday, and we'd like to wish him a belated happy happy on the blog. Things were a little frazzled around here yesterday- we had a little dinner party with friends, so I was remiss in sending birthday wishes. So here's your birthday song, which I'll admit I ripped off from Beatles fans everywhere:

We love you Keith
Oh yes we do
We don't love anyone
As much as you
When you're not near to us
We're blue
Oh Keith, we love YOU!

BTW....

Halloween was a total bust. I bought a whole bunch of candy for the little kiddos and they never showed up! We even turned the light on. I guess we're just not well-liked by the masked crusaders. Perhaps they smelled our fear.

Great weekend and big news!

Dave and I had a great weekend in Lafayette- we were pre-celebrating Keith's birthday and Katie/Alan/Ben and Sarah/Chris/Unnamed baby all drove down as well.

Oh yes, you heard me. Sarah and Chris are having a baby! Well Sarah's actually having it, but you know... We're so excited for them, and can't wait to meet the little darling, which should be around the end of April. I haven't the foggiest idea about pregnancy or babies or anything related to that, so this is an opportunity to learn quite a bit. I promise that I'll make a satisfactory babysitter eventually!

Anyway, many congrats to Sarah and Chris. They'll make fantastic parents, so that little Whaley is a lucky one : )