Wuthering Heights

Let me just say first that I haven't read this yet, just seen the Masterpiece Classic on PBS. I've got it on hold at the library as we speak (read?)

I've noticed in the past as well as recently that the classics are just that. There is a reason that they have sustained long lives. I've read several "classics" and most of them really tell a wonderful tale. Deep, insightful, clear... anyway...

Like I said I got to watch Wuthering Heights and it really touched me. Usually I can do without movies made from books. There are exceptions (as with most rules), but this was beautiful. I think I might have a hard time reading this book due to the pouring forth of tears, but I'm going to try anyway. As long as the language is easier to get through than Dickens, I think I'll be okay. (yeah, I know I'm a blasphemer - You don't like Dickens? - Whatever)

So, I guess as soon as I get this finished I'll bore you all with what I think about it, without telling you too much at all about the story itself. Cause that would just be too easy.

Anyway... are there any books that caught your interest because you saw the movie?

It's Thursday again!

Alright. Since I just finished Twilight last week I figured I should come up with something to drink while reading it. First I thought Bloody Mary, but then I was all "Obvious Much?" Then I thought, since it's a teen book anyway, let's go virgin! So, while we read Twilight, we'll be having Strawberry Kisses in honor of Bella's hair.

Strawberry Kisses

3 oz strawberry puree
1 1/2 oz pineapple juice
1/2 oz lemon juice
1/2 oz whipping cream
1/2 tsp caster sugar

Blend briefly with half a glassful of crushed ice in a wine goblet. Garnish with half a caster sugar-coated strawberry, and serve.

For all of you that need the "hard" version just add an ounce of your favorite liquor. I personally would suggest a nice spiced rum. MMM........

Makeover?

I call this "The Posh"

And this one is "The Flapper" This one can just be "C"

This here's "The Bitch Hair"

That makes this "E"

And this "F"

And then we have "The Marilyn"

So yeah, here you go... A full on view of the face, no makeup, no nothin'. And I just noticed while posting this that I totally have "Charlie Brown" eyes with out my glasses. Can't you just see the weird eye parenthesis? Anywho... I think my favorites are, The Posh, The Flapper and F. Which is your fave?

The Big 3-0, that ain't shit!

Okay, I've been thinking about this for a little while now, and I really don't get the big deal about 30. I turned 30 (dahn, dahn, dahn) in August and really don't get the drama. Of course I really shouldn't be surprised, I don't generally get what all the drama is about. I must be dense. I mean ooh, I'm a whole nother year older... My age ends in a zero... Whatever. What gets me is when I randomly think of something that happened the other day (you know, or so it seems) and then I bother to figure out when that actually was... I realize hey that was like 20 years ago. Then I'm all, wow, Wow. No way.

So, I get that getting older is weird, what I don't get is why it revolves around "decades." Is it because we as a people just like to have all these landmarks to use so we can make people feel worse because they hit them? Maybe. I think we should celebrate each new decade we get to instead of dreading it. We need to embrace the wisdom that comes with age. Because really there is no other way to learn some things. I know this because I remember thinking at my mom that she should "just shut up already and let me learn this crap on my own." So it's not likely that listening to our elders is going to be an option.

We need to appreciate what life has taught us and the fact that there is no way we would know even half the shit we do with out it. Also something that life has taught me is that mom (or dad, or friend etc...) should not just shut up and let me learn it on my own. She should in fact tell me anything she can remember. Because now that I am no longer a stupid teenager, all of my elders can't remember half the shit they know.

It's kinda irritating. One of the oxymoronic things. When grasshopper is ready to learn, ant can't remember what to teach him. I believe we should call the people we know care about our welfare and get them to talk our ears clean off. Even if what they have to say is a story we have heard a kajillion times before. Maybe now there will be a new lesson inside. And from the state of the economy right now, I would suggest doing this with the oldest person we can find. Because 30? That ain't nothin baby! I'm waitin to rock out in my 90's!

I realize as I'm writing this that my Great Grandmother, she's gotta be like 90-something and she? She still walks around the neighborhood. She would still walk to church every Sunday if they hadn't moved it out to the highway. She is my hero. And I hope I have the balls to live like she has.

Hold on world... I'm only 1/3 of the way there. And I am burnin it up!

Thirsty? Good It's Thursday!

Alrighty then, this here is for when you want to read something very light. Very Light. OOh, like People or The Enquirer. You don't really want to have to pay too much attention, and really this is more of a "Hey everybody, party at my house!" kind of drink.

I don't really have a name for it, but if you come up with one it should probably have Southern in it according to protocol or something.

1 Fifth of Southern Comfort

1 Fifth of Ameretto

1 Gal Pineapple Juice

1 Large-ish Jar of Maraschino Cherries (juice and all)

Mix all together and let sit for an hour or so, so the cherries soak in some of the liquer (yum) Also if you're feeling particularly frisky (and if you're making this how can you not be?) you can add pineapple chunks too. Be sure to eat these, they will have quite the yum factor.

All in all a very sneaky kind of drink. So please drink responsibly. ;-)