Anna to the Max

the epitome of quirkiness

This has the potential to be somewhat of a long post. Go get you a little happy snack. July 27, 2008

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Hello. I hope you’re all doing swell. A little update on life: I mentioned last weekend that I was going to a wedding. It was beautiful. You know, sunrise on the beach, soft guitar music combined with the sounds of the ocean, exquisite beaded dress, charmingly quirky couple who were made for each other, reception at a winery with a buffet line featuring personalized omelets. Omelets! Undoubtedly the best wedding I’ve ever been to.

In other news, I moved! Five days ago. It was fun while it lasted, but we’d had enough of Ghettoville and now Rachael Roomie and I are living in a place that is way nicer and actually costs less than our last one. We now have A. a dishwasher B. laundry facilities C. ventilation in our bathroom! One thing we do not have, however, is internet access. Thus, it is rather challenging for one to blog.

The other day I babysat The Kids Down The Street. They are a brother and sister ages 3 and 5 and we had an exponentially fun time together building train tracks, watching good ol’ Barney and some Caillou, singing the months of the year song, reading One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish, blowing bubbles, playing soccer, and eating Batman and Barbie gummies. I even got a free manicure and pedicure from the five-year-old who loves pink. I also made some new friends: Chippy puppy, the cleverest little potty-trained stuffed dog you ever did see; Nershal, Chippy’s brother; and Bobo and Momo, the bears. Near the end of the afternoon, we all played restaurant. The kids were the servers and cooks. I ordered a delicious clam chowder (special ingredient: Lincoln logs). Bobo and Momo just had to have the chicken noodle soup and Nershal threatened to leave the restaurant if he didn’t get his beef stroganoff. But Chippy, that picky little puppy, barely touched his lettuce sandwich and sprite.

Honestly, the way that dog eats I don’t see how he isn’t a pile of skin and bones.

 

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The bratty brit who threw a fit and other adventures July 26, 2008

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Hello. So far my weekend has consisted of being harrassed by a real meanie with a British accent (he got escorted out of the store by our security guard), picking up two tons of dirty linens with a stranger who drives a sweet Lexus, and packing up mountains of grapes and strawberries and pineapple and cheese. I’m going to have to end this post now because I really need to get back to doing nothing. And get paid for it. Ta-ta.

 

Oh, how I covet her hamburger phone. July 24, 2008

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Juno McGuff’s, that is. I watched the movie two nights ago and then again yesterday afternoon. I’m thinking about being Juno for Halloween: I just need to tape half a watermelon to my stomach and be holding a pipe in my mouth.

I’m having a really busy few days; today I’m working from 15 hours and the next couple days will be the same way. I just wanted to check in with my peeps.  Hi-bye.

 

Betcha thought I forgot again, didn’t ya? July 18, 2008

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No, my little chickadees. I would never forget you.

Today’s language is Portuguese. I know, I know. It’s not exotic. But count your blessings.

“I’ m que vai a um casamento este fim de semana. Pela praia. Em um console confidencial. Tentativa para não me diar.”

 Translation: “I’m going to a wedding this weekend. By the beach. On a private island. Try not to hate me.”

Peace.

 

Major props to Willy July 17, 2008

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A friend recently wrote a post totally dissing Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. (The old movie, not the Johnny Depp version). This “friend,” alias Bloggy Mommy, also recently shoved me in front of a microphone and forced me to deliver a very impromptu speech to the local chapter of the Kiwanis Club, so I think I have every right to publicly counter her argument. That movie was a fundamental part of my childhood and I’ll stick up for it or my name isn’t Anna to the Max.

Allow me to point out the highlights. For some reason, as a wee bairn one of my favorite parts was when Charlie’s mom was at her laundry business stirring clothes around in a vat of boiling water. I don’t know why I liked that scene better than, oh, I don’t know, the bit about the room full of candy complete with life-sized gummy bears, whipped cream mushrooms, and a chocolate river. Perhaps it’s because that’s when she sings the “Cheer up, Charlie” song, my favorite musical number in the entire film. I often sing my own rendition, “Cheer up, Shelley,” whenever I’m hankering for a hard smack on the squamous suture from my little sis.

Oh, and raise your hand if you don’t enjoy watching Veruca Salt get exactly what she deserves. That’s what I thought.

And the lickable wallpaper? And the part where Augustus Gloop’s dad eats the microphone? And the everlasting gobstoppers? And the kooky chemistry teacher?
Classic, classic, classic.

 

It is I. Me. Myself.

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Questions that have been running through my head of late:

1. Have you ever played the game “Guess Who?” Why, pray tell, is the ratio of men to women so out of proportion? There are 19 men and only 5 women!! Oh, the injustice.

2. Why is it that Americans say “pasta” with a short ‘a’ (pahh-sta) and Brits say it with a long ‘a’, (paa-sta), when for most words it is we who pronounce things with a long ‘a’ and they use the short ‘a’?

3. Why do so many people dislike Taco Bell? I don’t get it. True, I have heard rumors that the TB here in town has had food poisoning scares before, but I’m not the kind of girl who lets a little salmonella keep her from a supreme burrito. Botulism Shmotulism.

4. Why do so many people turn on their air-conditioning really really cold and then use thick comforters–in summertime?

5. When bees make honey, do they poop in it?

Just some things I’ve been wondering.

 

Happy Times July 12, 2008

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I feel I owe you all an apology for being so inconsistent about Foreign Phrase Friday. I’m sorry. I shall try to do better. Not only was yesterday (supposed to be) Foreign Phrase Friday, it was also Foreign Film Friday at our apartment. We had stirfry and watched a heartwarming Chinese film about a blind girl who is abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother, manipulated and cheated by a compulsive liar, and at the very end winds up on the street with nowhere to go. Ironically the title of the movie is “Happy Times.” Yeah, not so much…

This morning I jumped out of bed at 7:45 and threw on my psychedellic peacock t-shirt and my favorite blue and navy basketball shorts because, being the first Saturday of the month that is not part of a holiday weekend naturally means that it is 50% OFF DAY AT GOODWILL!!!!!

If you don’t understand why that last phrase was in bold, just forget it. Really. There’s no hope for you. 

The scent of bargains wafted through the air when I threw open the door. I shoved several old ladies aside and booked it to the far right corner of the store to see if my beautimous mirror was still there. It was. I bought it. I’m happy. The end.

But except for not really, because our thrift store adventures continued as we hit up six or seven other 2nd hand stores over the next three and a half hours. Some were pretty sketchy, not gonna lie. I just don’t see how some of these places stay open what with fire codes and all. But hey, safety matters but a little when it comes to buying furniture and saving some coinage. Cheese. Dinero. Know what I’m sayin?