Tuesday, September 27, 2011

My Life is An Oprah Episode - More: Things That I Love and Love to Hate

Since my last couple of postings were somewhat serious, I decided a lighthearted journal was in order.  I wrote in an earlier blog of some of my favorite things; I simply want to expound where I left off, and add some of my pet peeves.....

Movies.  I love going to the movies, and watching good films on TV.  I am not a huge Sci-fi fan, nor do I like most horror films and rarely see them.  I adore some films made way before I was born...I love Casablanca and probably have seen it at least one hundred (100) times.  And, anything with Cary Grant in it, Katharine Hepburn, or Audrey Hepburn, will get my attention.  I love independent, dramatic, dark films.....things that are not mainstream, and always have been a fan of The Godfather 1 & 2....not too much Godfather 3....seen them all many times.  If George Clooney is in a film, I will see it...and not be disappointed.  Same with Kate Winslet...she is fantastic in anything.  And I have been in love with Robert Redford forever. Oh, The Way We Were..... My favorite romantic films are Breakfast at Tiffany's and You've Got Mail.....I especially love them because they take place in New York. Love and Other Drugs with Jake Gylenhaal and Anne Hathaway is a new favorite.  Too many movies to mention....love them!

 Hottest(sex) Scene from a movie:  The limo scene from No Way Out with Kevin Costner and Sean Young.  If you have never seen it; rent or download it...does not disappoint.  I still have the fantasy of recreating the scene as a surprise birthday present for someone special!!! 

Most sensual scene:  From Out of Africa with Robert Redford and Meryl Streep, when he is washing her hair. Doesn't get better than that. Or more intimate.

Scariest movie:  The Exorcist.  Seen it only once, and that was enough.

Funniest movie:  too  many to name, but, I like Airplane, Weekend at Bernie's, Animal House, and more recently, Bridesmaids....hysterical.  Movies.  They transport us away from ourselves.  Love them.

I love my friends and I'm probably loyal to a fault.  I am also a serial flirt.  There's flirting for fun and flirting with intent.  I do both.  While it often can lack seriousness, for me flirting is also a way to strengthen a bond I have with someone in a fun, sexy way.  And, I never tease.  That is not my style.

The beach.  Crazy for it.  Mountains...love them too.  Both help restore my spirit when it has been compromised.
Pillow talk.  No sex. Just talking...side by side, for hours. 
Late night phone calls....I am always calm after the day has quieted down and never get mad if someone calls late and wants to talk.  I miss some of that now with emails and texting.

Okay....some pet peeves.  I hate when I am on line ordering something and you have to put in a code from the image shown.....it's annoying and has no purpose in my view, and looks like scribble to boot.  It drives me crazy.

I hate labels.  Literally.  On clothes, jars, etc.  I am always peeling them off.
I hate people that don't signal when they are turning or changing lanes.
I hate paper napkins and paper towels, and don't own them.
I hate conspiracy theories..
I hate guys who leave the toilet seat up.  Yep.  that's an oldie but a goodie.
I hate when someone butters their toast, then leaves crumbs in the butter dish.  Ugh.
I hate when people take up two parking spaces.
I hate people that invite you out, then cancel.
I hate greeting cards that have sparkles or confetti fall out when you open it.
I hate ice cream with freezer burn.
I hate people that are always late...really, I hate it.
I hate it when people don't return emails or phone call...makes me feel insignificant, guess it's my issue.
I hate hair on soap.  ewwww. or hair in shower drain.  ewww...ewww.
I hate that I have a draw full of cords that I have no clue what they belong to.  Cell phone? Camera?
I hate an unmade bed.
I hate wobbly tables.
I hate unsolicited advise.
Most of all.  I hate lists.

Smile.  It's the second best thing you can do with your lips.

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