Big Weddings and Even Bigger Dollars!

What is going on lately with a string of just crazy people having just crazy expensive weddings?

Don't get me wrong, weddings are a beautiful thing, I love them if they are genuine and I love them for love. But seriously gals, there is no need to spend enough money to host an African country for a few days worth of supplies, ahem... including food.
 
I think the idea of Romance has taken a wrong turn somewhere down on Route 66. Gone are the days of poetry that will fill your senses with warm fuzzies. The trick to old love and old poetry was that it still embodied the realities of life. 

Okey dokey then it is settled ladies, no more Cirque to Soliel trapeze artists jumping out of a cake that is mounted on a giant pot of gold (opposite of small Stonehenge). 

Sarah

Long Time No Speak

Since my last blog I have been playing a genuine game of "Let's See Who Doesn't Speak For the Longest".  That game was a family favourite during our childhood van rides to Atlantic City and Cape Cod:

Arabs in Cape Cod?

I always lost as a child because of my enthusiasm for asking if we had arrived at the destination yet. My timing was slightly askew as a child but alas, I have fine tuned and now I practice the art of silence as if a shaolin monk.

You know Batman had to do something along those lines before he really became a superhero... just saying.

Every time the show Weeds has come out on DVD, I wait months before I rent it. I do this because I know that I have to be prepared for a whirlwind of ADD induced bad choices and croquet mallets. The most recent season is just all over the map yet I am trapped by it's heightened sense of urgency. It is so stupid that it is great. I highly recommend this show to anyone who want's to turn of the neuron tap of firing synaptic clefts.

Good Night!
Sarah