Whatever, Movie.

The movie He’s Just Not That Into You totally pissed me off. At the beginning of the movie I can completely relate with Ginnifer Goodwin’s character because my love life is jacked up, read: nonexistent.  I agree that she needs someone to help her out so Justin Long’s character takes up the mantle. Great, agree one hundred percent.  Bradley Cooper and Scarlett Johansson’s characters are just begging us to hate them. Both of them are just to freaking beautiful to exist in one movie together anyway the fact that they are CHEATERS just adds more fuel to our little hate fire. (I’m sure they are wonderful people in real life. Beautiful Bastards)  So I go along with the movie thinking everything is fine and dandy in my loath fest.  I even hate Ben Afflec’s character because he has freaking Jennifer Aniston who, in my opinion, is one of the most funny, down to earth, understanding and classy women out there and her won’t freaking grow a pair and marry her.  UGH! My recent emotional climate and life events are tracking perfectly with the movie.  

HAHA Psych! Flip flop and turn it around.  …spoiler alert... IT’S A CHICK FLIC LIKE ALL THE OTHER ONES!! 

I was hoping that in my angsty angst the movie would royally blow for everybody the whole way through but noooo.  Mister “No Commitment” has a change of heart. Miss “Low Self Esteem” finds her worth.  Even real estate dude and Drew Barrymore’s character connect.  (A part, I thought, felt like an afterthought of the script writers, although Drew did her utmost) And frikkin’ Ginnifer Goodwin with her weird flapper hair gets Justin Long!!! Who turns out to be so amazing and wonderful and even brings back the sappy pen.  I hate movies and relationships and chick flicks and everything in the whole world ever. 

my life sucks.

Whatever, movie. I crushed on Justin Long in GALAXY QUEST!! Galaxy Quest.  I have been holding a candle for that man since, I say it again, GALAXY QUEST.  That convention attending nerd had me at "Umm, hello?"  He even once again wooed me completely and wholly as his adorably snarky self in Live Free Die Hard. Whatever, WHATEVER.. whatever.  I should have IMDB’ed this crap before watching and better prepared my lonely, unhappy, angry heart for that syrupy ending that has landed a new set of false expectations in my mind…added to the already mega list permanently saturated in my cerebellum by an incurable Disney addiction.  Wonderful.

dork. but an adorable dork.
adorkable.

be nice to nerds. they grow up. get hot. and save the economy.

one more for good measure. mm.

Tomorrow I'm buying yarn for my next crochet project. Yup. I have so much sex appeal it's insane.

Mind Blown: Sleeping Beauty.

First off I have to share with you a picture of my new favorite spot in the house.  The same exact spot I now sit to compose what I hope will at least be a smirk inducing blog.

so cute, right.

 Ok Sleeping Beauty. Basically she has my dream life.  (Ha, that's like an almost pun) Allow me to show you with visual aids.  First, she gets way more nick names than any other Disney Princess.  Sleeping Beauty a.k.a. Aurora a.k.a Briar Rose...Nicknames = swag.

She grows up in a woodland forest surrounded by her fairy godmothers (*PLURAL..) and all the little furry woodland creatures.  We share a common love for squirrels.

(inside joke)

She meets/dances/falls in love with Prince Charming (a.k.a. Phillip) on her birthday.

a handsome stranger asks you to dance

always answer yes

positive choices

 I have this theory about dancing that I basically stole from Pride and Prejudice. 

Elizabeth Bennet: I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?

Mr. Darcy: I thought that poetry was the food of love.

Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclination I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead.

Mr. Darcy: So what do you recommend to encourage affection?

Elizabeth Bennet: Dancing. Even if one's partner is barely tolerable.

The incredible minds behind White Christmas must have been onto me because they put a whole song and dance number about it in their movie.  I am really starting to believe the best things really do happen while you dance.

Fun Fact: Danny Kaye asked the wardrobe dept to match his shoes to his pants so all focus would be on the dancers movement and not distracted by his feet.  What a true artist. His choice became a fashion icon of the era.

Anyway back to Sleeping Beauty.  So on her birthday her fairy godmothers (*Cinderella only got stinkin' one) make her a magic dress, cook her a cool big cake and tell her she's a princess.  Her fairy godmothers take her to the castle to meet all her new subjects and somewhere between receiving her crown and her grand entrance she gets distracted by a cool green light.  "Oooh, Look! Something shiny!" The cool green light leads her up this sweet castle-y wind-y staircase to her very own craft room with a spinning wheel....!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which she proceeds to touch in reverence and pass out from sheer excitement/crafting bliss.

oh.my.gawd...

the peaceful sleep of a person who gets everything they freaking want

And what else?? She's awakened from her bliss-sleep by none other than her mystery man smooching her face off.

Oh, and you want to know what lover boy was doing while she was sleeping?

HE WAS FIGHTING A DRAGON!!!

seriously

After wiping the sleep from her eyes she is then ushered into a huge party with all her friends, I'm pretty sure it's her engagement party, and dances in the magic dress with her handsome man on clouds. CLOUDS.

*like*

party party party

magic dress

magic dress on magic love clouds

So lets recap: she meets/dances/falls in love with a handsome stranger in the woods, gets a magic dress, a cake, finds out she's a princess, gets a spinning wheel, a nice nap, a huge party and dances AGAIN with handsome man in magic dress on magic love clouds on her birthday. Best.Birthday.Ever!!

Did I mention she sings and has incredible beauty?

ok.. over the top.

 So Unfair.

I knooooooow. Disney isn't real.. ish..

 *sigh* Can I at least get a T-shirt with Maleficent on it?

Boss

  Because I think she's a better villain than Jafar. 

Dragon Boss

 Check out her monologue here.

THE END

kinda makes you want to watch the whole movie again, huh.

*shhhh* be very qwiet, i'm hunting wabbits

Do you ever have one of those days where everything is loud?  Heels clicking in the hallway.  The people talking in the next booth behind you. An empty soda can falling into the trash.  Anything and Everything is just a little bit too loud.  It’s days like this that I know I am either getting sick, or I need a nap.  Today is a nap needing day.  But alas, I have to go to work for the next couple of hours. It’s on days like today that I wish I could keep my earbuds in all day listening to sounds of the ocean or a rainstorm.  [If you don’t have a playlist of soothing nature sounds…get.one.now.  they are life savers]  Or what if I surrounded myself in a giant cotton ball fluff and just poofed about my day?  That’s sure to absorb a bunch of those background sounds. Even the sound of my keys clicking as I type is too loud for me.  Today would be a handy day to be Deaf.  I find myself not even wanting to talk because I don’t want to add to the clamor.

Oooooh I just heard the elevator.  It’s not my friend today either.  I just set my phone alarm to vibrate.  And adjusted my laptop so that more padded finger than nails hit the keys.  *hmm* Some improvement.

Today will just be too loud.  Maybe tomorrow will be better.

*ring ring* ...uuuuhhhh

I feel like letting you in on a little secret.  A secret that is so secret I, myself, may not even know the secret parts of said secret. … The secret is… I don’t even know the meaning of the name of my blog!

Of Daffodils and Lollipops just sounded fun when I decided on a whim to make a blog.  Now I suppose it may have something to do with the fact that I watched the original Charlie and the Chocolate Factory movie that day and Willie Wonka eats a daffodil tea cup… but I wouldn’t say I based my entire blog off a movie that may or may not still creep me out just a little..*sketchy side glance*

And I like lolli----I got a phone call and totally lot my train of thought.  Drats.  I actually stopped typing at that exact point too!  Not staged, Girl Scout’s honor!

The sad part now is that the phone call threw off my groove.  I don’t have the blogging bug, at least not anymore tonight.   Odd how things can twist like that, huh?

Also fatigue just hit me like an avalanche.  So sleep will be my friend in T-minus 10 minutes.

I’ll make it up to you later. Pinky Swear!

Ohhhhh the Holidays.

Being my own travel agent is hard.  I don't want to count the number of sites I've ping-ponged between trying to find a cheap/convenient/manageable flight for New Years in Green Bay.
I found out that the teeny tiny airport in Springfield only flies to southern cities.. and the next biggest airport is in St. Louis. 
I should tell you that my car can't make it the 3 hours there and back so that options out...unless I take a Grey Hound. 
If I took the Grey Hound I'd be a single white girl on a bus full of what I have observed from the one other time I rode one: creepy men who stare, black gangsters, and women with receding hairlines.  All of which I found extremely creepy at 5 o'clock in the morning...the time I would need to be on the bus to make it to St. Louis in time to catch a connecting flight to Chicago where hopefully the weather will be ok for a landing so I don't get stuck in the O'Hare so I don't miss my connecting flight to Green Bay so I can make it in time for a New Year's party so I can finally kiss my boyfriend at midnight! Ahhhh!!!
That's been one of my big dreams since I was, I don't know, 15?!  Hopeless Romantic? Check.
Last year we were in the same situation. Both of us were on school breaks and in our respective home states.  Missing that kiss was one of the saddest nights of that season.  It truly stunk to know that every happy couple was kissing at the 12th chime in all the different time zones. Except us.
RAWR!
See my frustration?  I roared.

Anyway, it's been a lot on my mind.  So I'm taking a break from that.

Work was crazy today and I am utterly exhausted.  I had a store meeting from 8 to 10am and then worked my normal shift from then until 3:30pm.  I didn't actually leave the loud, hustling-bustling mall until 6.  It was a long day.
And I get to do the same thing again tomorrow.  Be at the mall at a little before 8.  Drive to Branson for  Jewelery Consultant Training until 4-ish.  Drive Back. 

Go Home.
Die.

Happy Weekend to ME!






...I forgot my FTD (Favorite Thing of the Day)
I got a really great hair cut. 

yaaaaaaaaay

Nov 2...'Twas a Good Day

Current listening to: Owl City, Hello Seattle.  Good tunes.

Today was an all-round good day.  I don't know if it would be fair to divulge my Absolute favorite thing...it's still kinda supposed to be a surprise for me, but I promise to blog about it later. *pinkie promises with all her might*

I'll just give a quick run through of all the good things that happened today. In list form with no particular order. It's easier for me ;P
-I was able to spend lots of time with my Steve.  Lots of hugs always make a day better
-I took my time getting ready and listened to my 'happy tunes'
-I went to the mall early to window shop but ended up with super awesome deals and great looking new work clothes
-I worked with Renee and had lots of funny conversations all night
-I tactfully diffused a tense situation with a grumpy customer and got complimented by other customers
-I came home and tried on all my new things
And my FAVORITE thing...
-I was totally surprised by my boyfriend and impressed at his sneakiness/awesome taste :)

This hasn't quite been the blog-y feeling I was going for...it feels to me like a diary entry. hm.
I'll correct that tomorrow.  Maybe the favorite things of the day can be an addition to a blog with more substance.  I have lots of things to consider.
Peace Out Porcupines!

Favorite Thing of the Day! [Dos]

Hitting the New Post button made me smile.  Off we go on another adventure :)

I have to write fast to post this before it's tomorrow! Eeps!  okok

Favorite Thing of the Day: November 1st 2010.

Today was the first day at work for a new employee...a sweet heart of an elderly lady named Cleta.

She has worked in jewelery before but needs to get used to our antiquated computer system and our constantly changing sales numbers so it was my duty today to show her the ropes.  I can't remember when I've had a more enjoyable shift.

Cleta made my whole day.

She told me darling little stories about employees who used to work at our same store, told anecdotes, and looked positively adorable in her matching navy skirt suit and pearl necklace/earring set.

We went around the store doing easy odd jobs just to make her first-day-at-work butterflies go away and all the while she had the biggest smile on her face.

I can't wait to work with her again.  I'm positive she'll make the Holiday Hectics  (retail slang) pass by pleasantly.

At the end of my shift she still had a few more hours to work so I wished her a good rest-of-the-first-day and said I was looking forward to working with her again.  That's when Cleta's cuteness reached maximum limit.  She told me I was a 'comfort' to work with and she had never had a more 'charming' first day.

*dies from the cute factor and ultra-great compliments*

Thank you Cleta, for a positively pleasant work day. I'm looking forward to many more.

Post Script..

When I grow up and get cute and old I want to talk and dress like Cleta.