since when did you become me madda?

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one time, in harry potter...

Brandon and I have recently started re-watching the Harry Potter movies in order. Its awesome. Maybe we're nerds. But if liking Harry Potter is nerdy, then I don't want to be cool.

I really do love Harry. I have even been borderline obsessive about Harry. Yes, I have read all the books. Yes, I have read them all more than once. Yes, I waited in line at midnight for most of the books. Maybe I dressed up and brought a fake wand. Yes, I cried when Sirius passed through that archway. Yes, I have had many a deep, philosophical discussion about who R.A.B. may be. Yes, I have often thought about which house I would be placed into. Yes, I read the 7th installment in one night.

But do you blame me? What kid didn't dream about magic growing up? Who wouldn't want to have a pet owl? And who doesn't love the quintessential good vs. evil battle, where love, friendship, and loyalty conquer in the end?

Yes, I love Harry.

coyote ugly

Tonight, while driving home, Brandon and I passed what I thought was simply a stray dog on the side of the highway. Brandon informed me that I was wrong. DEAD wrong.

It was a coyote. Really. A real coyote. It ran into the road. We saw it.

I almost peed myself, I was so scared. We were like a mile from our apartment complex, man! Those things are wild and vicious! What if one wandered into our quiet little parking lot one night to have a snack!

Brandon informed me again that I was wrong. Apparently, growing up in the country, he saw alot of coyotes, and they are terrified of humans and are not aggressive.

This is all I have to say on the matter:

GAH!! Not aggressive?!?

Tamale Peppers

You know how Mr. Pibb and Red Vines =crazy delicious?

I've got a new one for you:

Take a handful of these:

and add them to a glass of this:

YUM-O!

extend me!

the before:

the after:

I've been wanting long hair again for a long time, so I finally got extensions! They aren't styled, and will look much MUCH cuter when I spend some time on them, but here they are! I'm so excited!

heatwave, burnin in my heart

Yesterday was hot.

Norman topped out at 104.

Perfect day for our air conditioning to break down.

You see, we have 2 a/c units, one upstairs and one down. The one upstairs is a little glitchy. It has broken once before, and the maintenance guys just did something with the breaker and it was fixed. Well, yesterday it broke again. So Brandon went and did that same thing to the breaker.

It didn't work.

Remember how heat rises?

At midnight last night, our upstairs thermostat read 95.

We had had enough.

So we set up the pack-n-play and an air mattress, and we all slept downstairs. It wasn't near as comfortable as our king-size pillow-top, but at least it wasn't sweaty-land.

Talk about a heatwave!

Oklahoma Chainsaw Massacre

A few nights ago, Brandon and I were driving to Bartlesville, to visit my Jeannine-sister. We took a short-cut through some country back-roads, and as we drove, I realized something about myself.

I am definitely a city girl. Being in the country at night made me so nervous. All I could think about are those retarded horror movies where the car breaks down near the creepy farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere, and the teenagers knock on the door to use the phone, and the inbred residents kidnap, torture, hack them up, and then eat them. Raw.

Brandon is the opposite. He grew up in Claremore, and he drove country roads all the time. They make him feel safe and secure.

I made him lock the doors as we were going 60 mph.

Later that night, we drove through north Tulsa, and I felt perfectly fine. Crazy? Maybe. But when we are driving through Romona, OK and we see some guy standing all by himself in the rain in the middle of the road, and he's missing an eye, I am NOT stopping to see if he can give us directions.