Well well well....

Here's a new one folks:

mollsyanna.blogspot.com

Now that didn't take very long, did it..:)

The End

for now.

Hey, in case you hadn't noticed I haven't updated my blog.

The truth is I can't right now. I have a lot going on (all good!) and I don't have the energy to keep up my blog (obviously).

Right now as I type this I'm convincing myself that I DO have enough time...Molly, come on!

But I just don't right now.

Maybe someday, hopefully sooner rather than later.

I leave you with this:



I like you.

Ladies...

I like the fact that I know this movie will be bad and I will love every minute of it.

Snowsuit Babies!

I like babies wearing snowsuits. I don't really like babies that much, they frighten me. Sometimes they're cute to look at, but mostly I just feel awkward.

But when I see a baby in a snowsuit I giggle gleefully at how adorable they are.







3 fun facts about babies and snowsuits:

1. I worked in a nursery for almost a year and was amazed that parents actually fed they're 20 month old children pasta with meat sauce for lunch, knowing the kid doesn't know how to use silverware, let alone even hold it properly.

2. I have no babies of my own, nor do I desire babies of my own at this moment in time.

3. I don't own a snow suit but I did own a pair of those awesome jumper ski pant things at one time. I've skied. Cross country and downhill...and I've fallen and done that little roach move, who knows what I'm talking about?

Finlay-regular doesn't mean daily, or hourly. It can mean weekly, or monthly, or yearly....or a combination of any length of time. Does that makes sense? Cause it totally makes sense to me.

Blog Re-do

So I haven't blogged in over a month I think...well at least a month.

Here's the thing. I work a lot more and have more responsibility now....and I get very frustrated when trying to get pictures onto my computer because I lost my camera cord and have to use my printer, but don't have enough outlets to plug in the printer and the computer so I have to unplug eight things and a blog without pictures is boring* blah blah blah.

Lately I've been on a positivity kick. I'm a pretty positive person on the whole, but I've been more stressed than usual so I've been trying to lower the stress and up the laughter. Then today, I had amazing bus luck and my iPod picked the greatest shuffle ever.

What does this all mean Molly?

It means this. I'm going to start blogging on a more regular basis...but only about things I like. Friends, family members, food stuffs, websites, videos...whatever. I'm no longer going to rehash my life (it makes me too tired to blog about it, then journal about it, then call my mom and talk about it) or complain about the unfair ways of the world (which I don't do often anyway, or do I? I don't really know)...

I will start with this:

I like my mom.

She is amazing. She would also kill me if she knew I'd chosen this picture. My mom is my angel. She knows things. She also puts me in my place and supports my love of expensive make-up (probably not a plus for my bank account). She sends me love when I need it and scolds me when I need that too. Three things you should know about her and one Fun Fact!:

1. She loves tequila. Drinks it on the rocks at times.
2. She was a twirler in high school. Nowadays she can do some tricks with a ball-point pen that are unbelievable.
3. She sings jazz beautifully and is an amazing writer. She got those traits from me of course....

Fun Fact!: "[She] is the former coach of Ugly Betty star Michael Urie." You might think I'm bragging (which I am, cause I'm proud of him and her) but my mom is an amazing speech coach. That's also a direct quote from a blurb about my mom by the NFL (National Forensic League). She has had many national champions because she's so freakin' goooood at her job.

If you haven't met her I'll give you her e-mail address, cause she's awesome, amazing, and beautiful.

*If your blog doesn't have pictures....well, I still read it. It just takes me longer. This does not count the Sexy 2008 blog which I read relentlessly to up my sexy quotient.

Trick or Treat or Win...

The Mavericks won last night.

"The Mavs made Quicken Loans Arena their personal trick-or-treat cul-de-sac, filling up their candy bag with enough 3-pointers, steals, layups and blocked shots in the 92-74 blowout to make any sweet tooth happy"

This is the best metaphor Art Garcia could come up with. Halloween is cheesy. So is Art Garcia's metaphor. What are you gonna do?

Go Mavs.

It's Almost Time...

Another reason why Texas is awesome. High school football is televised. You might think that's excessive. Welcome to Texas. I think this is reason number 3 but I'm not sure...I've lost count.

I haven't been posting a lot because I've been in out of town, hosting house guests and being all together a busy bee. My day job also requires me to stare at a computer for hours at a time clicking "yes" and "no" over and over. So staring at my computer when I come home is not my favorite.

I had a birthday recently. I wanted to say, to my friends who attended the birthday feast, thank you for coming. It was really cool to see all of your faces in a room together laughing and eating. Y'all make me happy...and that makes me tear up a little bit. I'm lucky to have met such amazing people in this lovely city. Thanks for being my friends.

Enough sap.

Exactly one week from today the Dallas Mavericks' season will officially begin. One week until opening night y'all! I might pee my pants with excitement... My dear friend Joe, who is a Rockets fan (Lord, please forgive him. He knows what he roots for), and I made a little $20 wager on this season. He thinks the Rockets will go farther than the Mavericks in the playoffs. I think the opposite. If neither team makes it to the playoffs then the winner will be dependent on which team has a better record for the season. That part doesn't really matter though because the Mavs will go farther. They just will. Period.

He also made the following prediction for the season:

Rox (his abbreviation, not mine) will be 61-21
Mavs will be 42-40

That's laughable. Come on Joe...for realz...

From Dad,

With love.

Why Texas is awesome....again...

Okay. I'm fully aware that McAlister's Deli is also in North Carolina. But their sweet tea reminds me of sitting on my mom's porch during tornado weather*. So therefore, McAlister's Deli is Texasy to me.

On that note, I'm actually on my way to North Carolina tomorrow morning for another wedding. This one is my friend Melissa's. Congratulations to Rod and Melissa, two of the most awesome people in Southern California. See you tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!

PS I haven't seen Melissa in over a year. This is big time y'all.

*Tornado weather is when the sky turns an olivey green color, the wind suddenly stops and the air is so thick you could you cut it with scissors. It's amazing.

Dear Self,

Why do you always blink in pictures that would be perfect if you hadn't blinked?


Signed,
Self.

Texas Our Texas.

I just got back from Texas. I was there for about a week to celebrate the marriage of my sister Shauna to a wonderful man named Greg. There are a lot of pictures but I don't have them yet. So I will tell you all about the wedding once the pictures are in my possession.

While I was home for such a long/short while, I started noticing all the things that make Texas great. So I took pictures, because why not? I'll share them a little at a time because too much of a good thing will just make you jealous you aren't underneath that Texas sky.

Numero Uno reason why Texas is great:

The Mambo Taxi


Whoever thought to combine a margarita with sangria just gets life. These lovelies are available at Mi Cocina. A restaurant. That is good.

Word to the wise: Never drive a car after even ONE Mambo Taxi. They are potent people. I'm not kidding. Potent. The good kind of potent.

It Feels Like Fall...

This made me laugh. I didn't find it on my own though. I stole this video off of a blog I love to read.

The author of this blog is my favorite blogger ever. His name is Scotty Crowe. He used to write the tour journals for John Mayer back when John Mayer played small little clubs and people like Jessica Simpson wouldn't date him if he paid them too. I loved his blogs. They were intelligent and witty. I used to come home from work or school and immediately check to see if Scotty Crowe had updated his blog. Then John Mayer got big and Scotty disappeared. Afterwards I used to search Google for postings of his old blogs just for the memories.

Thankfully someone in the Mayer camp wised up and gave Scotty a blog on John Mayer's website. He mostly writes about college football these days, but I read it anyway.

I also made my blog white. Know why? I can't wait for snow. I'm smiling just thinking about it. Some call me sick, others...well, they get it.

SRYTIMF ANNIVERSARY!

The most important part of my fabulous one year anniversary weekend was knowing that I've officially known my Stop Rubbing Your Theatre In My Face girls one year. It's actually one year ago today I walked into my second week of level one class at iO and met T and A. I bought them cards to celebrate.


The cards play music. I've never seen someone jump so high and scream so loud when hearing music from High School Musical. Except for maybe myself, in my apartment, when I watch High School Musical and jump so high and scream so loud.

Stop Rubbing has a show next week. September 10th @ Ginger's Ale House @ 9pm. We haven't done a show in almost 5 months. Huge span of time might I say. I really only have one thing left to say my girls:

We're soaring...

Flying...

There's not a star in Heaven that we can't reach...

If we try...

Yeah...

We're breaking free.

Spa Day Ya'll!

My sister and my mom are visiting this weekend. A "Girls weekend in Chicago" was my mom's mother's day gift and really an excuse to get my sister to take time off and come visit me. She is an attorney and works/travels A LOT. And she never gets to travel to fun places, like Chicago.

Today our big event was a day at the spa. I used to make fun of people who spent time in spas until a former boss of mine gave us employees a spa day for Christmas a few years ago.

I get it. I love the spa. I love it. I love to get a massage and bake in the sauna. Drink the fancy water, eat the special fancy food. Sit in a steam room and hack up a lung because of my allergies. It feels so good.

I just had the best spa experience of my life. My first spa experience was at the Paris Hotel in Las Vegas. That one was good. The Bliss Spa....the one we went to today. Words can't even describe it. And the view tops it all. The Spa is on the 8th floor of the W hotel which is right on Lakeshore Drive. I tried to get a picture of the beautiful view of Lake Michigan....I had to be discreet though. It is spa and people are mostly running around in towels.


Yum.

Happy Chicago Anniversary!

Today is my one year anniversary in Chicago. Celebrate by drinking cheap champagne with friends while watching High School Musical. Once that's over go to the airport to meet your mother and sister for a weekend of girly fun. Because that's what I'm doing. :)

Oh Elena...

Elena is really the glue that holds this thing together.

Goodbye Coffee Life (Pt. Dos of the weekend that rawked)

I officially don't work at unamed coffee shop that I will now call Starbucks because that's it's name. Now if I use the word Starbucks on my blog, I won't be fired because I don't work there. Starbucks.

My friend Katie is done working there as well. Last Saturday was her last day so we said good-bye with a little pre-celebration evening extravaganza. That made sense in my head. Look at this Starbucks gear that I can put on my blog because I can't be fired for putting it here because I don't work there anymore:








In truth working there was great. I loved working for Starbucks....that sounds so corporate, but it's true. They've always been good to me. The part that sucks is the early mornings and...the customers. I am one and I know I suck. People don't realize what they do to the poor Barista's behind the counter. All I ask is that next time you purchase coffee at any coffee establishment...smile, ask how the Barista is doing, and remember that even putting only a nickel in the tip jar does count for something.

My Weekend Rawked...Pt. Uno

Friday night I had a date with a group of talented writers I am writing a show with. Isn't that funny? Writer's writing a show....the comedy and timing is amazing. Dinner and a movie. How romantic. Griggs and Brett Lyons came along too. We saw King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters. That movie is really good. Like, maybe one of the best movies I've seen in 6 months or so... Afterwards we did our best Steve Weibe impression.


You know what's not funny? Louie telling us all to wear sweater vests and then not wearing one himself. Nevermind that Curt and Brian didn't wear one either. Jeannie and I wore one. It's okay though. We had a nice family dinner to make up for the lack of sweater vest. Lots of fun was had by all.

Curt and Brett shared their hopes and dreams.














Brian and Griggs laughed at people being funny and the fact
that pizza parties are just plain fun.


















I'm not really mad about the sweater vests. Louie is moving and all of his are packed, so it's understandable. Brian and Curt both wore fun pants so that's equally as fun.

Yay Funnn!

Fun With a BMW

I have Zipcar. I love Zipcar. I don't really use it often, but I like knowing that I can rent a car at any given moment for whatever I please. Like this Tuesday I rented a BMW to go to Trader Joe's. Why a BMW? Because why not.

My love affair with the Beemer started when I first got to drive one on a course with my dad several years back. If you've never driven one, you've never truly driven. For serious folks. This one had a start button.



My friend Katie accompanied me. We kept piling on groceries until our cart actually started veering to the left at every push because it was too full. We would worry and then remember, "We have a car." The answer to every problem and situation Tuesday was, "We have a car." I even bought a filing cabinet because, "I had a car."

Zipcar Zipcar Zipcar. BMW BMW BMW. Both companies are totally paying me for every time I use their name in this post.

Also, yesterday...I found $50 lying on the ground in front of an abandoned warehouse. Not kidding. Pretty awesome.

On Hold...

I finally have a decent picture of my Dirk Nowitski. Isn't he handsome?

Last night was my first 5b show at iO. It's crazy to think that I've almost lived here a whole year and classes at iO are officially done. Over. Finite. You know what else? The show last night was a lot of fun. My class was the first of the night and I went in the first group. Then I got picked for the Grasshopper show.

The best part of the evening was watching my girls. Tahnee and Alexandra are both in the 9 o'clock group. I was like a proud mamma watching my girls perform. And they were so good. So lovely. So beautiful.

At this moment I'm on hold with RCN. I've been on hold with RCN for 50 min. I've been on the phone with them for 53 minutes, but 3 of those minutes were actually spent talking to a live human. I'm hold again and the first thing I thought to do was blog. Blog blog blog.