Little Boxes on a Hillside...

Little boxes on a hillside
little boxes made of ticky-tacky
little boxes on the hillside
little boxes all the same
there's a pink one, and a green one,
and a blue one and a yellow one
and they're all made out of ticky-tacky
and they all look just the same.

Dudes...I love the show Weeds. Seriously. I know I mentioned it briefly in my last post, but I'm going to expand on that today.

I had never seen it until a couple of weeks ago, but I have known of it's existence for years thanks to my tenure at Blockbuster back in the day. I've never had Showtime, so how would I have watched it before shows came out on DVD, but when they came out on DVD I was like, "Um...what is this show? Whatever, I'll just get The Notebook."

Well, enter Netflix. Travis and I have had Netflix for several months now, but it's only lately that I'm discovering the magic that a mere $8.99/month gets me. I mean you get your mailer, (I currently have Changeling and have had that one since May 8th, I kid you not. I still haven't watched it.) but you also can watch movies instantly online and on your XBOX, Wii or PS3. Since instant streaming came to the XBOX, I can honestly say that I am glad that Travis has one. He's probably jumping for joy at me recognizing that something good can come from the XBOX.

So as I mentioned a couple of posts ago, I was finishing off the Nip/Tuck series just as my best friend, Kim, (BFF 4 LIFE, Y'ALL!!) had decided to tell me about a show that she picked up on Netflix called Weeds. She was like, "You know, I think you might like it. I mean, you might not, but you might. They're like, all sarcastic and you're pretty sarcastic. Actually, I think you're going to like it. You should watch it."

I then opted to give it a shot, and a few episodes later, I texted Kim and declared my new found love for the show. I definitely appreciate the humor. It's quick-wit and I love it, but not like in Sex and the City (a show that I do love, I'll admit) and it's pun after pun after pun. SJP, I love you, but all the puns got old. I didn't really notice/care about the puns until TBS started rerunning the show over. And over. And over.

I'm currently in season three of Weeds and have yet to tire of the humor being laid before me. I think that even more than the script, it's small choices by the actors and directors that I love so much. I love that when Celia's husband, Dean, got fired from his job, he attacked a former co-worker on his way out and another coworker immediately pulls out their phone and snaps a picture. I don't know why, but that little part of that episode cracked me up.

And of course there's Doug, the CPA/City Commissioner who is played by Kevin Nealon, and that he is fantastic as that character. He always does random things or throws out little one-liners that make the episode great.

If you're looking for a show to watch, I vote that you get your hands on Weeds. It's only a 30-minute show, which seems so rare nowadays, (C'mon. The Bachelor/ette is 3 hours long a week) and you never seem to be thinking, "is this episode over yet?"

After I finish Weeds, I think I may try Dexter. My Netflix suggests it to me all the time. Any Dexter watchers out there?

War of the Crickets.

Since we have moved into our apartment, we occasionally have moments with crickets being really loud. Once there was a cricket that had gotten into the wall for a few days and I was moments from getting a sledge-hammer to find that little sucker because it was driving me crazy.

If I lived out in the country and had this fabulous porch wrapping around my house where I could sit in my rocking chair from Cracker Barrel and drink fresh sweet tea in the evenings, I'd probably love the sound of the crickets as I rocked slowly back and forth taking in everything nature had to offer.

I don't live in the country.

I don't have a Cracker Barrel rocking chair on my porch with a great view.

I certainly don't live where the weather is nice enough to sit outside and feel a "cool" breeze.

I do however live in an apartment where my porch has a grill and a small table that when I sit there looks at another building in our complex and the weather here is hot and humid. So in the evenings, my husband and I will curl up on the couch (with a laptop nearby, of course. It's 2010. Technology is in our lives.) and watch shows together until he decides that he ready to go to bed. I kiss him goodnight and go back to the living room or spare room and watch things on the DVR that don't interest him or random items that I can instant stream from Netflix. (Weeds, anyone? I love that show.) Everything is great, right.

Well, except for the crickets that have currently taken residence in the plants right outside my front door. They are so loud it sounds like they're IN MY HOUSE and I can hear them even in our bedroom with the door closed. I have decided that when it's just one cricket, it's more annoying than when there are many crickets, but still. If they could go to the grass across from my apartment, I'm sure that the crickets and I could get along fine, but since they've set up camp outside my door, tension is being set up.

Did you know if you go outside and just randomly spray your Raid for Flying Insects it won't kill the crickets? I probably sprayed half a can all over the plants and ground outside of my door, (which will probably kill the plants, but hey, they aren't mine. The complex can deal with that.) and the crickets have still made it.

I will say, however, that the day I decided to go out there and spray, a cricket got into my apartment, and that cricket lost the battle of his attempted invasion. I'm sorry, PETA, but crickets are freaky.

If you have any cricket-repellent pointers, please, tell me. It's been a nightly issue for the last few days and it's getting old.

Le sigh.

Since I have billions upon billions of readers, I'll apologize now for keeping you all on the edge of your seats waiting for a new post.

What have I been doing, you ask? Well, you didn't ask, but you're going to hear it.

Last week I was having a Nip/Tuck marathon via Netflix (the only perk of my husband having an XBox) and let's be honest here: watching those episodes was for more exciting than me finding something to ramble about. Of course everyone finds me delightfully entertaining, Nip/Tuck is still better than me.

We were house-sitting this weekend, and I really had little to do, so I managed to get through the rest of the series. (I was on season 5 of 6). I know, major waste of time, but whatever. What else am I supposed to do? I'm not cool enough to get hired for a job that I definitely meet the qualifications for and then some.

Let's talk about that.

HIRE ME NOW, mkay? No? That doesn't work?

I feel like I have submitted ninety-trillion resumes with a personalized letter of interest for each job for each school for each district. I applied for 6 different jobs, and it's looking pretty grim. Hardly any other districts have any openings left, (openings which I have applied for, wasn't called back on and then the jobs closed) and it's just so frustrating. I know, we have a huge population of unemployed people in the world, blah blah blah, and it didn't really bother me that I wasn't working, except I feel like working. My husband makes enough for us to live comfortably on, but we can't afford any trips or, oh, I don't know, a house or something.

Students in the area start school on Monday. If things don't work out for me, (which I'm sure they won't) then I'll just go and try to find a job doing something else, that not at all in my field that will do nothing to build my resume.

Sweet.

Can you tell I'm frustrated?