Dec 2005

Movies 12/18/05

Here are the latest flicks we have seen:

BOMB THE SYSTEM: 2 Stars. Kind of interesting back story of graffiti artists and also really amazing camera/filming style – but overall too long and in the end, you really didn’t give a crap about any of the characters. Did have an interesting plot twist, though.

FANTASTIC FOUR. 4 Stars. Pretty much exactly what you would expect from a movie like this. Great effects, some silly dialogue, and characters who are appealing because they have always been appealing. We thought it was a fun ride.

MEET THE FLOCKERS. 1 Star. Not sure why we rented this since we hated Meet The Parents, presumably it stemmed from our great love for Ben Stiller. Yet, hated this one too – although Hoffman and Streisand were pretty hilarious. I just can’t stand movies with that “Three’s Company” comedy of errors shit.

BIGGER THAN THE SKY: 3 Stars. The lead guy pretty much sucked. But otherwise, it was a cute story without a stereotypical ending. John Corbett and Amy Smart were endearing as ever, even if they were just playing the same characters they always play.

THE BROTHERS GRIMM: 4 Stars. I watched this on PPV at the hotel while in New Mexico a few weeks ago. I loved how Heath Ledger played a character so different from anything he has played before, and played it well. I really think he is one of the most underrated actors… I wonder if Brokeback Mountain will change that. Also, Matt Damon continues to surprise me – he did especially well with a British accent in this film (although I was laughing at all the British accents for a film set in Germany and France). It was interesting how they wove all the pieces of Grimm stories into the film, but there were also times that I was rolling my eyes at the plot… which I why I held it back from 5 stars.


If you are unfamiliar with the Netflix rating system:
5 stars = loved it
4 stars = really liked it
3 stars = liked it
2 stars = didn’t like it
1 star = hated it

Dec 2005

San Diego

Well, of course we had a blast. Every single photo of the nearly 250 will be up on my photo site soon.

But here are the highlights our trip.

Arrived in at our hotel in Oceanside at around 11pm. Which was 12am Denver time. An all-time record for Declan (who is usually in bed strictly by 8pm!). But he was a trooper.

Went to go get groceries. Car would not start. Coincidentally, the mileage on the Trailblazer they gave us was “666” when we picked it up Thursday. I was stupid enough to make a comment about it, which of course, doomed the car.

But the great part of the day was Sea World. Declan was a bit terrified of the whales at first, somehow he got it into his head that “whales bite.” (We then, um, glossed over the part about Shamu being a ferocious predator in the wild.) We walked, played, ate a bunch of unhealthy stuff. All the things you do when you go to a major “attraction.”

Jeff & Danielle dropped us off at Legoland while they went and toured the Temecula Wine Country. Legoland rules! Perfect place for the 3-5 year old set. Declan was just big enough for most of the rides and only a few were overwhelming for him. One that was particularly overwhelming was where he piloted his own car (the smiley, happy photo below is before he had to actually drive the thing). He kept running other little kids down, which upset him to no end – and his feelings were hurt further by asshole dads who kept yelling at their kids to go faster, go around him, run him down, etc. I am NOT looking forward to any team sports with idiots like that on the sidelines. What is interesting to me is how Declan is becoming a little perfectionist just like me… Even when I try so hard not to put that kind of pressure on him.

One of the areas we really liked at Legoland was Miniland USA… Where they have reproductions of many major US cities. We particluarly liked their sense of humor, like when they included a call girl in the New York milieu (she’s the sassy one on the phone).

Of course, any Dora that is larger than life, is a good thing.

That evening, we had the most spectacular sunset. Jeff & Danielle were kind enough to hang out and listen for a sleeping Dex to wake up from his nap – and allowed Bryan and I to stroll down to the beach and watch the sunset. It was amazing. One of those evenings that make you believe in a higher power.

Sunsets on the ocean are totally foreign to us, having grown up on the east coast. All I can say is they are fucking cool.

Bryan played photographer for a while and he got some incredible colors in the shots – not to mention – hey, who is that cute chick???

The lack of sleep was wearing on all of us, especially Declan. Three hard core days is about all he could stand and his nose started phlegming. Of course, a little thing like a cold would not keep him from the Pacific Ocean. So what started as a lazy day turned into Endless Summer – 3 Year Old Style. We gave up trying to keep him dry and stripped him down to his Spider-Man underwear. He just went NUTS. Which was a bit startling, since last year he was very afraid of the waves in Mexico. All 4 adults just looked at each other with glee as we realized we were in for an awesome time when we go back to Mexico next May!

So, since Declan was so into it, and the hotel pool was pleasantly warm (as opposed to the frigid ocean), we kept the water theme going for the rest of the day.

Sunday night, we decided to drive down the coast to La Jolla and had the most expensive dinner, ever. But as Danielle and I said many times yesterday – it was so worth it. That was the best meal I have had in a long time. And with lots of fish – since the seafood here in Denver is crap.

And the crazy thing is, we picked the restaurant from a magazine… and as we entered I realized I had been to that exact restaurant before on my business trip to San Diego a few years ago. Major deja vu. Of course, had I remembered it, we would have saved a bunch of time hemming and hawing about where we were going to eat. C’est la vie, I guess. 🙂

We packed up and checked out of the hotel. Drove down to San Diego, over the bridge to Coronado and then back to the Gaslamp Quarter for lunch. Walked around a bit and headed to the airport.

Surprisingly, there were no lines and we were at the gate nearly 2 hours before our flight. Crudballs. But then, the most amazing thing happened. I laid Danielle’s coat on the ground, asked Declan to lay down on it and he actually fell asleep. WHEN DOES THAT HAPPEN, EVER? When everyone is to the breaking point of exhaustion, that’s when. So we chilled for a while, hopped the plane and got home close to 10pm.

Another late night for Declan. But so worth it.

Dec 2005

Prepare The Barf Bags

I am not a big fan of flying. I mean, I like that it gets me from Point A to Point B quickly… but I get motion sickness, I have a mild fear of heights and then, of course, the long legs that get tangled up in the tiny spaces they make you sit in these days. (Yes, I am the wench who always has her legs hanging out in the aisle. There is no where else to put them, people!)

So, as I head to New Mexico this bleary morning (getting up at 5am when you are on a sleep aides is tres not fun), the one thing I make sure I have is Dramamine.

The funny thing is, the client in New Mexico has scheduled meetings on top of previously scheduled flights for the 3rd time in a row. Thus making me to do the bumpy, hellacious (but at least quick) ride along the Rockies down to Albuquerque plus another flight in the same week. This time, I get to fly again when we go to San Diego on Thursday. I am oozing with excitement.

Well, actually, I am oozing with excitement about the trip, just not the possible barf bag moments along the way.

Dec 2005

Startling Realization

I just woke up with a start, and realized I really need to finish my Xmas shopping NOW. I go to New Mexico on business on Monday and Tuesday, and then on Thursday, we leave for our trip to San Diego. Which puts us back in normal-life-mode on December 13th.


I am thinking that all the family in Maryland are getting packages with unwrapped gifts inside. A brown cardboard shell counts as wrapping, right?

Nov 2005

Diabetes Checkup

Met with a new diabetes doctor this morning – my old one is closing her private practice (sniff sniff). I liked the new doc, although her main push was to get me exercising 4-5 times a week at least. What an evil bitch.

Just kidding. Surprisingly, I am excited to get back on the wagon. I go to my Curves-esque workout place 2xs a week and that has really helped with toning… but I also need to get my heart rate up more often. (I say Curves-esque because it is like Curves, but it isn’t actually Curves. It is a local place – the owners are way fun and talk me through my workouts, so that is a bonus).

Also, we have an eliptical in the basement which has been a breeding ground for cobwebs since August (as in, when we remodeled the basement). Tonight! Tonight, I promise to get back on that thing.

My blood pressure was good (112/74) and I am hopeful that my Hemoglobin A1c comes back with glowing numbers too. I have always had decent A1C numbers, but since taking Lunesta and sleeping, my numbers have been dropping. We even discussed reducing my meds. (But let’s not get ahead of ourselves here folks. Gotta get the test results back first!)

I was telling the new doc today… that in some ways, I feel lucky to have been diagnosed with diabetes in my early 30s. First of all, I have to take it seriously. I hope to have a long road ahead of me, so I can’t screw around with it. Also, lots of people feel life is downhill from 30… but things have been getting better and better for me – at least body & health-wise.

They found my diabetes while I was pregnant with Declan. Since pregnancy exacerbates diabetes, I was immediately and urgently put on insulin and had to give myself 4 shots a day… I had to check blood sugars 6-8 times a day. (That was fun.) And the hilarious thing is, that when Declan was born 8 weeks early, the diabetes actually helped us because he was a hefty 4 pounds. He was a bruiser compared to the rest of the kids in the NICU!

After Dex was born, the diabetes came way down and I settled into a mild Type II diabetic (for those who are glucose-challenged… that means I make insulin, but my body has no idea what to do with it). So, I have learned to adjust my eating and control my blood sugars with a minimal amount of medicine. No more shots for me! At least for now.

I have felt so much better since then. The docs think I was diabetic for at least a few years before getting pregnant and it went unnoticed. One of the nurses said to me once that I would be surprised to realize how shitty (my word, not hers) I felt before the diagnosis. And schloobie if she wasn’t right.

Then, in February 2004, my then diabetes doc (the one who has abandoned me) talked my insurance into paying for a breast reduction. Essentially, she reminded them how much easier it is to exercise when they cut 6 pounds off your chest. And holy cow, if she wasn’t right on target!

I started at Curves-esque in last Spring and immediately noticed a change in the way I move and carry myself… and I can even run up a flight of stairs without being out of breath for 10 minutes! No small task, living in Denver!

And then, this August, I started on my beloved Lunesta and dropped 12 pounds immediately (that loss has been stalled by Halloween, eeks).

I feel great.

My goal is to lose 2 more dress sizes by May, when we go to Mexico to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary.