Two Novembers

Ramblings, vents, comments and other useless information which can only be told to people who have been fingerprinted.

Saturday, September 25, 2004

Coffee, Brownies, and JAG

...are some of the best things in the world, don't you think? Especially, when you don't think that you are going to be able to watch JAG, and then, due to some divine intervention, you are able to?

Last night's episode wasn't all that great to speak of, namely because it didn't answer a lot of questions. Stephen Zito--you have officially dissapointed me. Although, I have to admit that I LOVED the line that Mac threw in about not wanting to be a "desperate housewife," seeing that Stephen Culp just happens to be in the tv show Desperate Housewives.

The brownies were great! Warm, fresh out of the oven... kind of like when you wake up early on the day of the first snow fall only to find out that school is canceled and you can curl up and go back to sleep. Or... rereading your favorite book. Or hearing your favorite song on the radio twice.

The coffee... eh... it was mediocre. Sort of like eating Mac and Cheese. Or watching a rerun of Jeopardy.

But... I GOT TO WATCH IT!!! I consider myself extremely blessed :) Thank you, Jesus... even though it really was a "dumb" prayer :)

Love to you all, Sarah

Friday, September 24, 2004

This is the day...

This is it: The day that all the world comes hurtling to a gut wrenching stop only to speed up in a matter of .5 seconds to speeds greater than 178 miles per hour.

That's right.

SEASON 10 JAG PREMIER DAY!!!

Only... I feel like Eeyore (sp?) with no house. Actually, I am Sarah with no TV. I think I am going through JAG withdrawls even though it is still 5 hours away. I don't know if I can handle not completing my Friday night tradition of watching JAG. In fact, I gave serious thought to gouging my eyes out with an old toilet paper roll that I found lying on the ground. Or maybe the moldy jello that is in my fridge. I am just kidding. We don't have moldy jello in our fridge.

I have decided that while JAG is on tonight (from 9:00 pm-10:00 pm Eastern Standard), I will sit in a fire place and pour ashes over myself. Oh wait... I don't have a fire place either. Hmmm...

I think I am going to cry.

Harm and Mac--I love you! It's okay if I am not there to watch the first show. I know that you will be nervous, but it really is okay (shush--I know they aren't filmed live--let me have my fun).

Mattie--You rock, girl! And stop running away from Harm! He is too hot! I would live with him if it wasn't considered stalking.

Jenn--You rock,too. Keep up the spunky personality even though I won't be able to watch you.

Harriet, Bud, and the boys--You all are the greatest.

The "Admiral"--Whomever you are... if you aren't nice to my friends I will have to throw rotten kiwi at you.

Webb--Oh wait... you're dead. Have fun swimming at the bottom of the ocean. I heard theyare making a second Finding Nemo... for what it is worth.

Sturgis--Get the cobb out of your but and act nice.

Gunny and Tiner--Where are you?

Donald--I am coming to CA sometime... hold off for me. You can't have your last season until I at least write ONE episode for ya'll. I know... sometimes I just think I am a good writer and really have no idea what I am talking about. Like now. I have no idea what I am talking about. Although, I do know that "like now" is a sentence fragment and therefore I should be allowed to write for JAG. Plus, I know how to teach hormonal 17 year olds what gerunds, verbals, infinitives, split infinitives, and participles are (all in under five minutes, mind you)--therefore, I am the perfect person for the job. Me and Stephen Zito will get along great!!!

--Bumbed out in VT,

Sarah

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

I woke up with a black eye this morning

This morning, the lovely morning that it was, I woke up with a black eye (Christa, I must apologize--if you think you are going to get a "Sarah" story, you are sadly mistaken). Why? I honestly have no idea. Due to the fact that I have no idea why I have a black eye, I have decided to make this blog about why I woke up with a black eye. Who knows, it may even solve some early childhood problems which I have blocked out due to traumatic memories.

So, without further ado: Top Ten Reasons Why Sarah (Miss Freese, as she is known to her students) Has A Black Eye

10. The dog ate my homework (oh wait...)
9. It spontaneously combusted (To those in VT, yes, I know I just shamelessly plagarized).
8. My abusive husband got angry because I forgot to put the seat up.
7. What door?
6. I had a nightmare about the return of the last Samuri (this one might not be so far off...)
5. I was protecting myself from a heard of flying cattle.
4. God decided I needed to wear eye liner and couldn't think of a better way to tell me.
3. I am dying of whooping cough.
2. I am dying of gingivitis.

And the number one reason why Sarah has a black eye...

1. Ever see Fight Club? Yeah... 'nough said.

Okay, I realize that last one, and quite arguably the whole list, was rather childish. But hey... can you blame me? I have a black eye.

P.S. Did ya'll know that people in VT use maple syrup on their sweet potatoes? What kind of country is this???

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

I can't do it all

The beginning of this blog will be slightly depressing... I will try to make the rest not so much:

Lately, I have been feeling bad about feeling good. I feel at home in Vermont, though there are obvious transitions. The thing I feel bad about is not being able to help my friends from CU who are hurting. I hate not being able to help people. I hate not being there for people. And yet, I think God is trying to show me that it is not my job to save the world. Well... He has been for quite a while... but, I am a slow learner. God, please help me to give up my desire to "save" everyone!

Now on to more enlightening information.

Things I never knew about Vermont and am not sure I ever wanted to!

1. The birds here are suicidal
2. Ben and Jerry's ice cream was created here
3. Mountain? What mountain?
4. Random cars have a tendency to drive out of the side of these so called "mountains."
5. Apparently, in Burlington, people take off in the middle of cornfields.

Sorry, ya'll--I am not feeling very writing inspired...I have things on the brain. Not bad things, just a list of things that I need to accomplish and I am worried that I won't. I know, I know--I need to relax!

Until next time, my lovely woodland creatures. Drive safe and watch out for moose!