Happy Anniversary Greg and Chelsey!

Happy Anniversary the most awesome brother and sister-in law I have! Can't believe it has been two years!

So this is what happened to me last night...

I may have had the weirdest dream of all dreams ever last night. I frankly I remember like every-single detail of it. That is why- you lucky people you- get to hear all about it. First I am in my car, parked in downtown Oskaloosa- and then a huge semi tears through all the buildings on the west side of the square. Like it goes down market street swings a left on high ave and then plows through all of those buildings- all of them! It is surreal. I just watch. And then calmly drive away to a children's photography studio- where naturally my best friend takes cute little kiddos portraits. Here I help set up a tea party for cowboys, yes I said cowboys. On my way out a cute young man says hi to me. I go home a change- and then speed off to church (it must be sunday) At church the whole cast of Grey's Anatomy and some of Private Practice are there (yes! in freakin O-town) It is surreal- they aren't there as their characters but who they actually are. Like I actually remember thinking- oh there is Sandra Oh, Eric Danes and Rebecca Gayheart, Partick Demspey, and Taye Diggs (but his wife wasn't there) They are all wearing suits or tuxes. FOR REAL. And then I decide to move my car closer to the church, as I get out a whole group are gathered around what I would consider the back entrance of the church- and start a musical number! I know right?!- after the musical number this kid I know from college starts playing a guitar and singing- but sorta badly- while this kid I knew from high school joins in. Then I wake up!- seriously so awesome that I replayed in the shower so I wouldn't forget.

Silent Sunday

Sorry so late but my internet is once again refusing to work. Oh and I still hate mediacom.

Why, yes, in fact, I do hate you...

Any one out there follow my twitter updates? (shameless plug- you can see my 3 most current updates on the left of the blog- always, also just click on ljvillage- and you can read all of my gems!) But really, if you do, you may have noticed a trend as of late.... Yeah that would be major, Major, MAJOR Mediacom bashing. How much do I hate Mediacom? Let me count the ways. In fact I did- for the first time ever a did some fact checking for this blog and I have made 11 direct (and 1 indirect) negative references, on twitter, about Mediacom since Sept 17th. It is at times like these where I wish I had million plus followers who would instantly know and hate Mediacom as much as I do. Because then maybe, just maybe Mediacom would care. Because then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have spent cumulative 24 hours either calling or waiting for them to fix my service. But alas it seems that Mediacom could give a crap less that you hate them- I guess everyone hates them- and I am guessing they know it. All I want is my digital cable and DVR to work flawlessly- especially on Thursdays, especially on season premiere Thursdays. All I want is to have the internet work all day, every day, not just for a half an hour at the weirdest times. All I want them to do is not charge me an arm and a leg for super super spotty and frankly crappy service. That is right Mediacom that is what I want. But right now I might settle for the on-demand portion to work.

Film Friday

This week's pick: Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

I cannot express how awesome this was. I totally and completely immersed myself in it. And the music super, super catchy. I love, Love, LOVE- Neil Patrick Harris and Nathan Fillion, it was totally a weekend filled with them- Saturday- Dr. Horrible, Sunday- the Emmy's, Monday- How I Met Your Mother and Castle.

Dr. Horrible is free on HULU check it out!

Silent Sunday

Film Friday

This week's pick: The Time Travelers Wife

Definately a girls movie- I don't know if I would recommend men seeing it. I liked it- the plot was a tad bit screwy- following the time travel and all. But as a bonus for the women lots and lots and lots of naked Eric Bana. Bittersweet ending.