Hollywood & Montana
The End of the Blog...
My blogging days are done.
Thank you to all those who stopped by on occasion.
It was fun while it lasted.
Annie is still working full time for a non-Hollywood job that was supposed to be part time...at least for a few more weeks.
Annie is also helping produce a documentary. So much for not being in the biz anymore.
Annie is more than likely cleaning out her son's hamster cage. While cute, cuddly and a great bonding experience for my son, the hamster flat out stinks. All the time.
Annie is back on the Diet Coke bandwagon. To the tune of four a day.
Annie is contemplating being excited about all the new Griz football players, but yet still wishes they were FROM Montana.
Annie heard thru the grapevine that there were at least three different celebrity sightings in the valley over the holidays. One Oscar winner and two Golden Globe nominees.
Annie will be back....eventually.
The best thing I discovered in 2005...
Thank you....thank you....thank you to the creators of Airborne
Happy Merry Whatever....
This blog is on hiatus until after the holidays are over. It will return with a new look as well.
So Merry Christmas AND Happy Holidays!
An outsiders point of view....
From someone visiting from out of state.
"These Montana girls....they'll drink you under the table."
"Is it a requirement to own a 4-wheel drive vehicle up here?"
"Ya'll take this polar fleece thing seriously- don't cha?"
"Why are snowboots acceptable footwear in the workplace?"
"When you go to the doctor to get weighed, how do you know how much you actually weigh under all those layers?"
"Sushi? You really have a sushi place here? Really? REAL Sushi?"
"No tax at all? Except in resort towns? And in hotels and motels? And on gas? But ya'll are against a sales tax?"
And so, as a popular bumper sticker says:"Welcome to Montana...enjoy your stay and then get the hell out."
It's all in good fun right?
For some reason I just can't seem to get into the Christmas spirit this year. I seem to be bombarded with other things like work, sick kids and charity things. The tree has been up since Cat/Griz and the house is all decorated. The Christmas radio station is on in the car and at work but yet the "magic" hasn't arrived yet.
I don't seem to be the only one either. This week I went to the pet store to look at hamsters for my son. He has been dying to get one for two years. So I went and looked at cages (they have a space station one which is so perfect for my son), books and everything you would need to get set up for this type of pet. I asked the sales clerk if there was any way we could pay for a hamster and have them hold it until Christmas eve. She told me no and then proceeded to tell me that getting a hamster for a six year old was a terrible idea. She said hamsters are mean and messy. She suggested a rat instead.
I lef the store without buying anything. The "Pretty Woman" in me wants to go to the other pet store, spend twice as much and then go back to the sales clerk and say "big mistake".
So, anyone with hamster experience want to add their two cents?
For Montana Jones...
who memed me in his latest post
I confess: I've never, ever taken drugs. I can say "just say no" without being a hypocrite.
I confess: I have a really bad potty mouth. I say "sh*t" and "f**k" a hell of a lot more than I should. But never in front of the kids. Okay - occasionally in front of the kids.
I confess: My parents put in me a MSU Bobcat sweatshirt when I was a baby. (Oh the shame.)
I confess: This one time....in high school....I went up into the woods near Sun Valley, Idaho, in the middle of the night with some of my girlfriends and we went skinny dipping in a hot springs. Then a strange man showed up and we all ran, naked, like hell back to the car.
I confess: That I Tivo Little House on the Praire
I confess: To having both a Garth Brooks cd and a Snoop Dog cd in my car even though I still love the 80's hair bands like Motley Crue, Ratt, Def Lepard and Whitesnake.
I confess: to hating cooking. The whole "what do you want for dinner" and making it a healthy meal is sooooo not me. It's almost stressful and I'd rather eat take-out every night.
I confess: that I'm glad my accident this summer is very much a part of the fact that I am wearing a size 4 jeans now.
And lastly...I confess that until my trip last year to Minneapolis, I'd never been further east than Rapid City, South Dakota.
Now I'm going to tag Leesa
Do any of you other Grey's Anatomy
fans find yourself saying "seriously" all the time now?
Oh no you didn't....
An HBO documentary crew is shooting on location this week at my workplace. Their cameras are a pain in the ass. Nice guys but they do tend to get in the way.
It didn't take long for them to figure out that their "don't you know who I am" attitude doesn't fly in this neck of the woods.
Instant Rebates only please...
Anyone else DESPISE mail-in rebates?
Happy Black Friday
aka the day after Thanksgiving.
Hope you didn't physically or verbally assault anyone trying to get what you wanted at 5:00am.