Always Anna

We all know I love Brett Favre. So as I settle in to my comfy red couch to watch tonight’s Packers vs. Broncos game, I am pretty excited. And, now, I’m crying, because Deanna Favre’s commercial about why we love Brett is just… beautiful. She talks about how the doubters may have increased in volume, but they are survivors… and legends write their own stories. She finishes up by saying, “My Brett. Our Favre.”

Sniff.

I’ll have to try and find this online tomorrow. In the meantime…

Go Pack Go!

After crying for a good 15 minutes when the Trojans decided not to win the Pac-10 this year, there was no chance in hell I was going to go out and pretend to give a crap about the World Series. Besides, I’m still tired from my late night last night. So… what could be more fun than watching the entire last season of America’s Next Top Model, then re-runs of The Hills and - hopefully - Real World and Shot at Love with Tila Tequila? Not much, if you ask me.

But I am still restraining myself from getting addicted to I Love New York 2, so at least that’s something.

 

I love when my friends come to visit me on a gorgeous weekend, and we get to spend time watching outdoor concerts and eating free food samples while people row down the Charles River.  And then we get to go out and eat and drink some more.

Basically, I loved last weekend.

I love football.  And since I started an all-girls fantasy football league with some friends 3 seasons ago, I’ve loved fantasy football too.  But I do have one complaint….

Shaun Alexander is killing my soul.

I had the first pick in the draft last year, and was all set to draft LaDainian.  Due to issues in getting online in time for the live draft, and the fact that I stupidly did not set my preferences in Yahoo, I ended up getting Shaun Alexander.  I was disappointed, but decided that it wasn’t that big a deal.

Then, of course, the Madden curse set in, and Shaun Alexander single-handedly wrecked my team last year.  Sigh.

This year, we decided to have one “keeper” on each team - each girl keeps one player from the previous year’s team.  After a ton of deliberation, I had to keep Shaun.  I figured that he’d come back this season with something to prove, and that I’d be stupid to drop him.  Plus, I didn’t have anyone better.

How wrong I was.  Now my team is even WORSE than it was last year, and I don’t think I can convince anyone to trade one of their players to me for him.  But I’ve got to try - I just can’t deal with this anymore.

Thanks to EmilyStyle, I am now OBSESSED with getting a large, feathered fan to… ummm… have hanging around my apartment.  I don’t think that the BF will like this idea at all - he thinks I have too much “stuff” as it is. 

“But babe,” I’ll say.  “Now I can dance around the apartment singing the song about sisters from White Christmas!” 

Wait.  Maybe that won’t sell him.

Sigh.

I’ve documented my love of all things Beatles here before, so I’m sure that it will come as no surprise that I had to go see Across the Universe.  What did surprise me is that I loved this movie more than any movie I’ve seen in the last few years, at least.  I’m already making plans to go see it again - in the theater! - and will own it as soon as it comes out on DVD.

It’s an amazing movie - beautiful, thoughtful, hilarious, heart-wrenching, fast, slow, all at the same time.  And, since the film is based on the Beatles song catolog, need I even say that it has an amazing soundtrack? 

Go see it!  Unless, of course, you’re some kind of crazy Beatles-music hater.  If that’s the case, I can’t help you… and we might be in a big fight.

I had a semi-serious doctor’s appointment yesterday, so I took the day off from work - I knew I wasn’t going to feel like going in to the office afterwards.  And it’s a good thing that I know myself so well, because post-appointment, I was totally high… off of four Motrins and .5 mg Xanax. 

I don’t normally take OTC drugs.  I’m lucky enough to not get sick that often, and usually just grab one Advil if I have a headache.  So those four Motrins knocked me on my @ss.  And once the doctor added the Xanax to help me calm down, I floated off into my own little world.  My legs didn’t want to function, I kept getting distracted and trying to wander away, and I had a head full of cotton candy.  It was totally disturbing.

I guess I don’t have it in me to be a pill popper.  I’ll have to find something else to get me through my days.  Perhaps some more Diet Dr. Pepper….

“A love affair with knowledge will never end in heartbreak.”

— Michael Garrett Marino

… trying to walk to the subway in the morning, all cranky about being up early and having to go to work, and then ending up stuck behind about 50 asian people as they take photos of harvard.  Some mornings, this would piss me off, but today, it made me slow down and think, “Ha.  I’ll be 10 minutes late for work, and it’s not my fault!”

… these pants.  These are a joke, right?

… the “Laugh Like a Girl” contest. People can send in video of themselves laughing like either Holly, Kendra, and Bridget from “The Girls Next Door”… and you can see some of the videos and hear clips of the girls laughing. It’s freakin’ hilarious, especially when you scroll over the buttons to hear the girls laughing really quickly.

Last weekend, Alexis gave me my belated birthday presents - a bunch of random fun things and this:

I love the idea behind the Dogeared necklaces - the “Make a Wish” and “Reminder” necklaces are such a fun way of remembering what’s truly important to you. In my life, especially now as work gets busier and busier, I needed this reminder that I can totally kick ass.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go work another 13 hour day.

I’m not taking this necklace off any time soon.