Thriller

Last night my room mates and I went to the Thriller show at Kingbury Hall. I do have to admit it was not what I expected. I had heard it was a great show and a great crowd pleaser but I had no idea how twisted the show really was.

As we approached the stairs in the front of Kinsbury Hall I noticed a girl dressed up like a zombie crawling down the stairs glaring and hissing at the crowd around her. I thought to myself that is was some artsy freak just being weird. Oh how wrong I was. I looked around and these zombie like girls were everywhere. I ran back to my room mates and asked what was going on. Allyson said they were actors and they were in the show.

Great! This is all I need. A couple week prior we had gone to a Haunted House and I was still recovering from that. I was instantly scared; to say the least. From that point I thought, "just get to your seat... just get to your seat" but these zombies were everywhere you couldn't escape them. Our seats were in the balcony. I left my room mates just a little bit behind me on my mission to find my seat. I realized I was probably getting too ahead of my roomies so I turned around and saw them a few feet behind me. As I turned back around to continue my mission... one of the zombies got me. She was inches from my face hissing with a look that could kill. Of course I jumped and screamed and everyone around me bust out laughing. But she did not end there, while still glaring and hissing at me she grabbed the program out of my hands and took a bite out of it. She... IT chewed the bite of paper for a few seconds and then spit it at me.


Okay lady you can have my program, it was free anyway. My room mates caught up with me and we headed toward our seats, but not without her shoving the chewed up program back in my face. Finding our seats was actually taking too long so we had to find an usher to help us find them. YEAH, and the dumb zombie still wouldn't leave. I thought we were never going to be safe in our seats.



Awhh... finally our seats. We sat down and the zombies were running all around us but at least I could see them coming at me. I wore my glasses that day... not a good idea. I had no peripheral vision so I could only see them coming if I was looking straight at them. Not to mention the whole row behind us was empty so it was easy access for them to get from one side of the theater to the other... not forgetting to scare us(ME) along the way of course.


I spent the whole show flipping my head from left to right making sure there was no one behind me... paranoid?? Yup, just a little. I am just glad getting out and to our cars was easy and free from scares. All in all the show was really good and it was a great night out as a house. The girls are already talking about going next year, but we will see if I am over it by then.

I smell snow...

Lorelai: Wait, close your eyes and breathe. I smell snow.
Rory: Ah, it's that time of year.
Lorelai: Can't you smell it?
Rory: You know, it's like dogs and high-pitched noises. I think it's something only you can smell.
(Rory sits down next to Lorelai and pulls a blanket over the both of them)
Lorelai: I love snow.
Rory: Really, I had no idea.
Lorelai: Everything's magical when it snows, everything looks pretty. The clothes are great. Coats, scarves, gloves, hats.
Rory: Thermal underwear, wool socks, ear flaps.


This morning I was laying in bed facing the window. I went to bed pretty late and I was fighting the fact that it was 7:30 and my body wanted to get up. I peeked open one eye and when all I saw was snow covering the trees outside my window the other eye shot right open. Of course we all hate the dreaded cold windy wet parts of winter but I cant help but love the first snow. Things get chilly and a coat is a must but the first few weeks even a month of the snow is so beautiful to me. It will snow a little then melt... then snow a little and melt again... I usually love the snow until Christmas hits. As soon as Christmas hits the snow seems to never end... and it is no longer pretty. But for right now I am loving it. There is nothing like sitting in the dark all curled up in a blanket sipping on hot chocolate and watching the snow fall with the fire place crackling in the background. I love the seasons first snow:)

My Quirks

Tagged by Sarah

"Every man has his own quirks and twists" Harriet Beecher Stowe

1. I am a Nazi in the kitchen. I love to cook, but not with other people(unless its planned and I knew we were going to cook together). I get in this routine where I want to cook the "best" meal in the most efficient way. I can juggle 7 different things in my head at once... BUT if a ball drops I freak out. Hence the freak out I had last night about the French bread... sorry Mel:)

2. I hate snot, boogers or anything to do with the nose. My throat closes off and I start to feel the flem building up in my throat. I am going to be the worst mother ever. My kid is going to be like "Mommy mommy I brought you something..." and I am gonna run for the hills.

3. I have the most meticulous shower routine. I have been known to take really long showers and here is why. First I shampoo my hair, while leaving the shampoo in I shave my legs. Then I wash out the shampoo I squeeze out as much water as possible because I read once that conditioner will take better to your hair if its not too wet. I put in the conditioner and let it sit so it can moisturize as long as possible while I loofa with body wash from head to toe. Then I wash my face with some sort of exfoliated face wash. Then I turn the heat down on the water as cold as I can stand to rinse out my conditioner; I also read once that rinsing your hair out with cooler water will help your hair retain moisture. At this point I am done just as the clock reaching 30-35 minutes. Sorry to all those water conservation activists:)

4. I will eat almost anything except mushrooms. I can't stand their texture in my mouth... its almost like eating a booger... and you know how much I like those....

5. I heart musicals. I love every part of a musical. The dancing the singing. I just want to get up to dance and sing too. I wish my own life had a soundtrack... I would love that.

6. My eyes close when I laugh. I absolutely hate it. I try hard to keep them open but I look even worse. Like I have bitter beer face.... haha!

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