Dexter wrap up review: Get Gellar


My hubby and I are huge fans of the show Dexter and although I planned on doing this at the beginning of this new season, I’m a procrastinator so I’m starting this on the 9th episode out of 12.

Better late than never?

My wrap up review of Dexter probably won’t be the wordy type of review despite me being so wordy when it comes to everything else I write. I’m actually writing this part beforehand so as soon as I watch it, I can just write down what stuck out in my mind afterwards. And I have a notepad.

The little hummingbird is battling bedtime tonight so this isn’t getting off to a good start.

Just a word of warning, there might be some profanity because I’m going to write down whatever pops into my brain when I watch it. Also, if you watch the show and haven’t seen this episode yet, there might be spoilers.

Dexter: Get Gellar

 The Opening.

Every time I see that blood orange, it makes me want one. They are awesome.

Okay, Dexter shaves but when he walks out of his apartment, he has a 5 o’ clock shadow. I’m thinking he’s related to Teen Wolf.

Show starts.

Oooh, Dexter is in his Henley shirt and black gloves. I would so hit that.

When I see Tom Hanks son, I expect him to break out in his dad’s “Big” piano routine.

I want Dex’s laptop.

It has to be awkward whenever Dex and Deb had to be in scenes together since they we’re going through a divorce in real life.

Quinn…Yeah, baby! If you haven’t seen him in the movie The Hole, check it out. And no, it’s not some porno.

Masuka kicks ass. “When it comes to matters of the heart, always follow your d*ck.” Such poetry.

Hilarious! Whoops, Quinn. “Oh my gawd, we took pictures”

Throwdown with Quinn and Batista.

“He’s kind of a self-important asshole and I like him.” ~ Dexter

Dexter’s rolling out the plastic. Awesome!

Whenever I see Edward James Olmos, who I think is bad ass, the Miami Vice theme song runs through my head. That and Selenaaaa! Love that movie and have watched it about a billion times.

Ewwww, Rip Casey. No! Don’t open up his stomach!

Holy Shit. Bloodbath, literally.

I love waking up to a severed hand in the bathroom sink in the morning.

“I don’t want a chair, I want a table.” ~ Deb


Watch out, Dexter!

Don’t go down there, Dex.

Wth? Can’t you hear me through the television?

What The F*ck?!!!!! Oh My Gawd!!!!! I didn’t see that coming.


So, what did we learn on this episode of Dexter? I have no effing clue because I can’t get over the ending. Holy hell in a hot pocket!

The End.

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*I decided to add this as a separate post so I can link back to it in future posts.

One of my favorite places to donate is iLoveSchools.  I’m in no way being paid or being threatened by Zombies to promote iLoveSchools. I just want every child to have a chance to get an education, and possibly fall in love with reading, writing, and art like I did when I was younger, as well as having the proper school supplies.

To this day I love to write, if I don’t read, I feel like you might as well cut my right arm off which would be holding my kindle, and I am a total Art History dork.

After looking through several programs, I found this teacher in need of art supplies and this librarian in need of books and it depends on you. Mrs. Haystead needs a total of $87.21 for supplies and librarian Mrs. Warren needs a total of $56.21 for books.

These are just a few of the things they need for their students.


 For every comment mentioning teacher Mrs. Haystead or librarian Mrs. Warren, the more creative the better…perhaps a haiku =), I’ll donate $1.00 and if you mention both, they each get that amount and it will go up until they receive the amount that they need.

That means Mrs. Haystead needs approximately 87 comments mentioning her and Mrs. Warren needs 56.

Whew! Please spread the word since I would love to help these teachers….and you don’t have to pay a dime. :^)

So, get those comments coming in! You have until December 15th to leave comments mentioning them on any post. I’d like to donate to them by then so they can have an even happier holiday.

Here’s some music to listen to while you’re leaving those comments.

Pomplamoose – River Shiver

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TRW: It’s the most wonderful time of the year to stay inside your house because people will cut you for a parking space at the mall.

**Help a teacher and a librarian in need of supplies for their students. All it takes is a comment and I’ll do the rest. Go here for more info.


It’s that time again, Total Recall Weekend. For those that don’t know, you can link up a post, whether you wrote it a year ago or a week ago. I’m not expecting any link ups since I’m sure people are still being tortured wrapped in love by in-laws or family members.

I hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving and if not, you can tell me all about it by emailing me and I can put it in a post. My hubby put up the Christmas lights yesterday and I was kind of surprised since we don’t start getting into the Christmas season until at least December 1st.

I know last year it wasn’t until 2 weeks before Christmas and then our tree ended up staying there until the end of January. Whenever that happens, I always think of that movie Garden State with Zach Braff and Natalie Portman….

Andrew: You guys are a little early on the tree though.

Sam: Yeah, we never got around to taking it down. When it got to be fall again…we figured, “Just leave it up.”


It’s the most wonderful time of the year to stay inside your house because people will cut you for a parking space at the mall.

December 15, 2010

It’s that time of year to cozy up on the couch while making my husband watch holiday movies, drink hot cocoa with Bailey’s, and eat yummy shortbread cookies.

The time of year when my husband hangs Christmas lights up on the house using a very questionable wooden ladder, a la’ Clark Griswold, that we got after one of our many moves. The moving guys didn’t want to bother finding the rightful owner so they just gave it to us.

Someone must have a hit out on my hubby since it’s the ladder from the depths of hell. Aaand despite it being shady and very wobbly with screws hanging out of it that aren’t attached to the steps of the ladder like they should be, he uses it anyway with a bum foot that he broke 4 years ago that still gives him problems.

It’s also the time of year when I’m especially thankful to shop online, from the safety of my own home, instead of buying gifts in shops that Christmas zombies inhabit. They are out for blood and will eat you alive for a scarf that’s on sale.

Recently, my hubby went to get us lunch at Chipotle and the closest one to our house is at the mall. He was gone for over an hour and when he came back home, he was looking pretty traumatized.

I asked him what was wrong, not even thinking about the shopping apocalypse, and he said “You sent me to. the. mall. Everyone is out Christmas shopping. There are crazzzy people out there”. My bad.

I know the holiday season is for giving but I would rather not receive what people are doling out. During the holiday, people give you the finger and play bumper death cars for a parking spot.

Then you have to deal with the chaos inside the store. People give you a hard time while ramming you with their carts and they stand in the middle of the freaking aisle so you can’t pass.

You’re given the crowds and you’re also given the person who lets one rip in the middle of the crowds. Since you have nowhere to go, you’re stuck smelling the smells of the season. Fa La La La La.

All of that giving leaves my heart all warm and fuzzy.

Pomplamoose – Deck The Halls


One of my favorite places to donate is iLoveSchools.  I’m in no way being paid or being threatened by zombies to promote iLoveSchools. I just want every child to have a chance to get an education, and possibly fall in love with reading, writing, and art like I did when I was younger, as well as having the proper school supplies.

After looking through several programs, I found this teacher in need of art supplies and this librarian in need of books and it depends on you. Mrs. Haystead needs a total of $87.21 for supplies and librarian Mrs. Warren needs a total of 56.21 for books.

For every comment mentioning teacher Mrs. Haystead or librarian Mrs. Warren, I’ll donate $1.00 and if you mention both, they each get that amount.

So, get those comments coming in! You have until December 15th to leave comments mentioning them on any post. I’d like to donate to them by then so they can have an even happier holiday.

And don’t worry, I’ll be mentioning this again and again…… =)


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Do you ever have déjà vu, Mrs. Lancaster? I don’t think so, but I could check with the kitchen.

* Make sure to go on over to our group website, A Nervous Tic Motion, because today is Wineconed Wednesday which means you can vent about what’s been annoying you recently. You can also give out smackaroos to the people in your life that are awesome.

If the title of this post sounds familiar it’s because it’s from the most awesomest movie Groundhog Day. That quote still makes me laugh after all these years. It’s very fitting because this time last year I had a raging sinus infection and felt like hell while the little hummingbird had a bad cold. This year she has a double ear infection and I’ll take what she’s having I have an ear infection in my left ear but now my right ear is feeling funky too so woo hoo.

This year for Thanksgiving it’s just going to be the three of us at home and to be honest that’s fine by me. The only other person I would want here is my mom but *sniff* she won’t be able to visit for awhile. It’s not like she’s in prison or anything. She just won’t have the time with work and school.

I’m the type of person that would rather stay home for the holidays anyway and not because I can’t stand my family…..well, I like most of them….but it’s the traveling that’s such a pain in the ass, especially now that we have a toddler.

There’s all of that packing and dealing with airports. There’s the rental car that’s a must because the worst thing is being dependant on a family member to drive you around and it seems like the one that’s available to do that is the last one that wants to leave whatever family thing you’re doing and all you want to do is get back to your hotel room.

The most tortured thing of all is you usually end up stuck in a never ending awkward moment with a relative and have no idea what to talk to them about when all you really want to do is catch up on the three episodes of The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills that’s just waiting for you back home on your DVR.

For the past few weeks I’ve been trying to convince my husband to skip the turkey and just have a pizza and beer feast. When I was pregnant with the hummingbird, I developed a poultry aversion and although I can finally eat chicken every now and then, the thought of my house smelling like turkey makes me gag.

Before I had the poultry aversion my favorite thing about Thanksgiving was the yummy turkey sandwiches that my family would have later on. My hubby isn’t on board with the pizza idea so we’ll make something besides turkey. We’ll, it’s more like he’ll make something else since I don’t cook but I do rock the shit out of the microwave.

A must is watching National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation on Thanksgiving night. My family would watch it every year and now it’s become a tradition for me and my hubby.

I’ll zip it for now and I hope everyone has a great holiday or at least survives it. Remember, vodka is your friend. If you’ve locked yourself in a room to get away from your family and don’t have anything to do, you can go here, here, here, here, and here to read about my Thanksgiving last year when we went to visit my in-laws.

I played this video in my Thanksgiving post last year and since it’s déjà vu, here it is again.

Nataly Dawn – River (Joni Mitchell cover)

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If you’ve ever wanted to throw a pinecone at someone then this is for you.


Over at the group website, A Nervous Tic Motion, we’ll be starting something this Wednesday called Wineconed Wednesdays. It’s for anyone out there who instead of giving the finger, would love to throw some pinecones at someone who’s been pissing them off.

Husband driving you crazy? Winecone them. Somebody cut you off on the freeway? Kapow! They’re Wineconed. In-laws making you mental? What’s that I hear?..Boom, Wineconed.

It started with Pineconed!…then changed to Wineconed because who doesn’t like wine? You have the choice of emailing me at anervousticmotion1 at gmail dot com and telling me who’s been ticking see what I did there you off or you can leave a comment on A Nervous Tic Motion on Wednesday and vent your frustrations.

If you go the email route then just let me know if you want to be kept anonymous.

Here’s an example of wineconing someone.

Just last night I went to run and take a shower while the hummingbird was eating dinner. When I went back downstairs, my husband was giving her vanilla wafers and her dinner plate was still full.

I was like what are you doing? and he said well, she didn’t want to eat her dinner so she *had* to have something.

See, I wanted to winecone him then and there. He gave her cookies for dinner. *facepalm*

I’m sure after the Thanksgiving holiday there will be people wanting to throw pinecones at crazy family members so even after Wednesday, feel free to come on over and Wincone them.

Winecone the Bear will help you throw those pinecones.


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Knock me over with a chainsaw. My husband kinda sorta did a post.

We had a terrifying day yesterday. All of us are sick even though the hummingbird and I had just gotten over the colds we had a week or so ago. The little hummingbird exhibited the same symptoms like she did back in July and on Sunday she was having tremors and convulsions followed by crying that lasted several minutes.

The last time this happened in July, the doctor told us that she had a double ear infection and the pain from it was what most likely caused the tremors. It is scary as hell to see your baby girl shaking and scared because she doesn’t know what’s going on and my heart still isn’t back in my chest.

We rushed her to urgent care and we’re told that she does in fact have a double ear infection. She’s on meds and I hope they kick in soon because seeing her feel so bad kills me.

Since I was just as terrified as the little hummingbird when it came to her tremors and screaming, comic relief was needed and later on my hubby got into the Peeny action to make me feel better and sent me these photos along with the captions.

The first one he did is because there are times when he’ll do things absent-mindedly, like put the butter in the silverware drawer instead of back in the fridge. He also didn’t realize awhile back that when he opened up the fridge, our kitten Penny sneaked in and he closed the door with her locked in.

It wasn’t until I came downstairs a few minutes later and heard her meowing that we found her in there. Instead of using his real name in the captions he wrote, he’ll be known as “buttmunch”.

Help! Buttmunch had a senior moment and put me in the fridge!

I’ll get Buttmunch back by having sex with his beloved Santas!

I’ll do it – I’ll jump!

I didn’t think those photos would get released – now I’m swimming with the fishes.


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Tired of pesky hair loss? Well have I got the solution for you. Oh wait…wrong post. Do you love to write and would like to join our group site? Then I have the solution for you.


Over at our group website, A Nervous Tic Motion, we have a great writing team. One thing we are looking for are contributing writers to complete the site. We love diversity so if you want to write about being a single mom, your journey through depression, creative writing, celebrity gossip, book or televison reviews, humor, or anything your heart desires, we welcome that.

You don’t have to have young children either or for that matter kids yet or you can have children that are grown with their own families. We would also love to have a man’s perspective on parenthood.

If you don’t have a blog then you’re still welcome to write for the website. You also don’t have to live in the United States. I would love to have writers from any country. Every writer has the freedom to write about the topics they want to without being censored.

If you’re interested then please email me at elle dot mommyhood at gmail dot com.


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