Princess Teresa Hard Lemonade’s Movie Marathon

It is almost like I am 15 again. But this time around, I get to enjoy my princess, romantic happy-ending movies with a side of alcohol. Yeah!

My beau is working in the city for the week. Thus, I am left to find my own entertainment during the evenings. Tonight I am enjoying some fluffy, extra-girlie movies and a whole bunch of Mike’s Hard Lemonade. I have not felt this stereotypically girlie in quite some time.

Six bottles and three movies in and I am longing to don a tiara and a beautiful ball gown.

Ladies and gentleman, introducing the crowned princess Teresa Hard Lemonade the Sixth!

Check out some of the clips from a few of my ‘flicks of the evening’:
Made of Honor – Patrick Dempsey is sooooo dream*eyelashes fluttering*
Enchanted – an adorable movie clip (Amy Adams steals the screen)
The Princess Diaries – the shots on San Fran make me miss the city =[

Poopy Diapers, Pooh and Texting

It seems that you, my few blog readers, are privy to some of my childhood flashbacks this week. Though I have not quite determined why my mind is glancing backwards, I am not going to fight it because these moments of reflection are oddly comforting. There is no regret, no living in the past, but rather a flood of fond feelings for a simpler time. A time when books had pictures and chocolate milk was a lunch time requisite.

Come to think of it, my sister is to blame for my flashbacks. All this talk about her baby makes me realize I am much closer to my past childhood than I am to the possibility of future motherhood. Phew! Cause let me tell you, as exciting as talking about poopy-diaper services is…

While skipping through my memories today, I stopped to read quotes from Winnie the Pooh. *Ha ha! See the pattern? From poopy-diapers to Pooh! Blaaaaah ha!* Now, admittedly, I did not actually read the book by A.A. Milne until I was older, but Pooh and his gaggle of animal friends were still a part of my childhood. I remember watching The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh cartoon every Saturday morning. Good stuff. I still remember the theme song. *Damn my affliction.*

One of the most interesting details that A.A. Milne created in the world of Pooh is the manner in which the characters’ spellings reflect the spelling mistakes made by young children. For example: the characters think that W-O-L spells ‘Owl.’ No matter how off the spelling is, phonetically the words make perfect sense; a word is consistently spelled based on the way it sounds. In relation to this notion, there is a quote from one of the books that caught my attention:

“Because my spelling is Wobbly. It’s good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.” [Pooh]

This logic makes perfect sense to me. Yet, how does a sentence look if all the words are spelled phonetically? Let’s experiment, shall we?

tha kow wnt ovur tha mun.
munkee c munkee du.
winee tha pu.
shee wurks hrd 4 hur munee.

Huh, a bit like text messaging isn’t it? Are we digressing back to a child-like way of spelling? Winnie the Pooh is making a come back, folks… and this time he comes with a cell phone.