hula hoops and hampster wheels

I suppose this method will also work to cure insomnia.

There are couple things you need in order for this to be funtional.

A tv
dvd player
old dvds that you've seen a million times.
bed or couch where you can be comforatable facing away from the tv but still able to hear it.


Last night's movie choice was My Best Friend's Wedding.

I know I swore of chick flicks but nothing was on TV and I had this brilliant idea of how to fall asleep to make my headache go away.

Pop the dvd in - turn the tv on - all that highly technical mumbo jumbo that I will not explain because a) you know how to do it b) I'm not able to upload a fancy flow chart to explain it so why bother? c) you don't really care that much.

Ok go to the set up features and most have the option to change the language of the audio to a language that you are not fluent in - spanish and french seem to be the top contenders in this area of optionability. (yes i just made that word up)

I selected French - since I know a little, but choose whichever is available or tickles your fancy.

I start the movie.

I watch part of it - i.e. the first 20 minutes or so - with english subtitles at the bottom so I can see how much editing they had to do to make the mouths match the french words vs the english ones.

This gets annoying after awhile. Even in it's native tongue any tv or movie that's sound doesn't correlate properly with lip movement drives me a little bonkers and enduces a vertigo like symptom - well the solution is to roll over and away from the tv

Now just listen to the funny french words -- see if you can picture where in the movie they are. Sneek a peak once in awhile if you must. But if you can stay strong the babble in the background is sure to put you to sleep or alternatively drive you mad. It's 50/50.


My next test is to find out if the directors commentary on steel magnolias is also tri-lingual.

So I've made it through 6 months of grieving. I'm not sure I'm any more adjusted than before. I'm getting used to the changes but it's all very unsettling.

And now with the holidays coming. I'm not full of cheer and quite frankly not looking forward to anything from Thanksgiving through New Years.

I've been put in a predicament where now instead of living at home to save money, I'm living at home to support my mother. Granted my brother helps with some things, mostly his things- and 1/3 of the utilities that I enforced shortly before my dad passed since he's always lived at home and never contributed anything but his angst and temper tantrums and I know everything attitude.

So I don't bear the burden alone but his contributions are fixed since he works in retail and I get the joy of covering the remaining balance, since my mother can't cause she only works part time. I've been helping with household crap since forever, but some how my siblings got out of learning this responsibility lesson and I'm a little bitter.

Apparently it's a o k from me to the responsible one, where my brother can go out and spend oodles of money on going to concerts, getting a guided fishing tour for summer weekend, spend nights out with his friends dinner and drinks, not to mention he buys whatever he wants. And it's never the toilet paper.

But he really pissed me off this week as if I'm not irritated enough with him.
Apparently the groceries I bring home are for the whole household and the groceries he brings home are just for him unless he offers.

The other day I needed pastries- so I brought home a danish. Now I didn't want to eat the whole thing -- and as I was eating my dinner - he asked if he could have some. Fine.

So by the time I get up to get a piece of my Danish - 3/4 of it are missing from the pan. I know my mom had a piece - but seriously - my brother ate half the pan - and I was left with 2 small pieces. SO I had one and though - Oh I'll have the last of it in the morning. EVERYONE knows my rule about eating the last of something and they don't.

WELL I was wrong - the butt head ate 1/2 of my danish and then the last small piece while I WAS SLEEPING.

What does a girl have to do to enjoy a good pastry?