I'm not trying to be dramatic but I rather shoot myself in the foot than see that movie

Why do people listen to "professional" movie critics. It's all based on their opinion and maybe you don't like the same type of movie Mr. Ebert likes. I'd never not see a movie because a critic says so because it doesn't really matter. In fact after last weekends mishap I'll probably never see a movie that a critic gives an A or B. Last weekend Joe and I saw a movie a night starting on Christmas.

First movie 7 Pounds. It was so good! Some people say it was a little slow but I absolutely loved it. There is suspense, love, sadness, excitement, everything is in this movie. The critics didn't so much love it and gave it an overall C. I would have given it an A.

Second Movie, Curious Case of Benjamin Button. I can not believe people gave that movie an A-. That was 3 hours of my life I will never get back. If you think 7 Pounds is slow then this movie will seem like an eternity. The acting was great but it's a story with out anything to it. NO excitement whatsoever, no climax, nothing. He never gets in trouble, no one ever makes fun of him. I almost wanted him to go to school when he was a kid so he would at least get made fun of to throw something in there. A lot of people liked it but I'm pretty sure if you liked it it's probably because you feel asleep when it started and woke up when it ended, you at least got a 3 hour nap out of it. I am happy I just saw it in Utah where movie tickets are only $5 instead of $11.

Third movie Ghost Town. We saw it at the dollar theater but even if it was in a normal theater I would still rather see that movie 2 times in a row over seeing Benjamin Button. If you haven't seen it, you defiantly should.

It's a Festivis Miracle

This weekend was amazing. I didn't even think about not having a job because we were so busy, until today that is. But that's alright it's just a little Christmas break right now.

On Friday night the Coccimiglio's went to dinner to one of the best restaurants ever( Thanks Dave and Jen). It is called Cucina Toscana and if you live or are visiting Salt Lake you should defiantly go. The food, the service, the atmosphere, everything was awesome. All the pasta is fresh hand made the day of. The owner is the cutest old Italian man that just walks around and talks to everyone and makes everyone feel important. I just wanted to take him home with me. My new favorite Italian (not to be confused with Mexican, Red Iguana is still my fav) restaurant is by far Cucina Toscana.

On Saturday I started off with my sister doing a favorite things party. She made a delicious tortilla soup topped off with an amazing dessert, brownie obsession from T.G.I. Friday's. If you like your brownies and chocolate you should get it because it is delicious! Tyler had all her sister-in-laws and mother-in-law there and she gave us a bag full of all her favorite things. Just to let you know Ty I have already used my Oxy Clean thanks to some fab bruscetta spelling on my white jacket.

Saturday night the Coccimiglio's had a surprise birthday party for Frankie It was so much fun. Frankie had all his old friends there and it was seriously like a kid in the candy shop. He had a smile on his face the whole time, it was priceless.

Sorry for the lack of pictures, it was a busy fun weekend but I just didn't want to get my camera out to take pictures so hopefully I'll get some from the sisters.

I can't believe Christmas is in 3 days. That just doesn't make sense. I do have to admit I was watching The Grinch the other day and started to get a little teary eyed. Not because of the movie but because I just realized this is my first Christmas without my family in 23 years. That is really sad to me and even though I know I'll have a good time with Joe's family, it's still a little different. Even though growing up he always made fun of my dad for all his traditions and nonsense, I kinda miss it now. I"ll kinda miss the train set, and the same questions my dad ask while video taping us before we get to see the presents, the sausage casserole and the oranges in my stocking. Well i guess that is just part of growing up, I'll just have to wait until next year.

Offically Unemployed

Today is my first official day of no job. Now what do I do?

Christmas Shop...Check


Laundry...Check


Clean house...Check


Grocery Shop...Check


I have about 3 weeks until school starts and I don't think I can go grocery shopping and clean the house every day. I may go crazy not having anything to do. I know I should probably look for a job and I well eventually but with school being so crazy I kinda want to see how I can handle that first. I should be out running some more errands but it is snowing like crazy. I hate the snow more than anything and when your driving in the snow, it's like everything is in slow motion and I can't handle it. nothing that exciting has happened but I just figured add a post on my busy busy day today. We did watch Elf yesterday and that has to be one of the greatest Christmas movies ever. The ending is a little cheesy but the rest is a hoot. I could watch that every day until Christmas and be just as happy as ever.

Done & Done

As of last week i had no shopping done for Christmas. I didn't even realize how close Christmas really was. And since my husband wants nothing he made it extra hard for me to shop. Well now I am on school break so that frees up a lot of time. There was a huge snow storm today and instead of just staying inside until work I sucked it up, pushed my Winter button in my car( it really does make me feel 100 times more safe, even if it doesn't do anything), and went shopping for 3 hours. You may think, oh what fun shopping all day just living the dream. Well that is wrong because Joe hasn't told me anything he wants, so i just got him a whole bunch of different options. Shopping is not my thing at all, maybe if I was living at home and still in junior high when Mom and Dad helped me out with shopping, but now spending my own money isn't the most fun. I am pretty impressed with myself though considering everything I bought was $10! Yup that's right I am pretty amazing. I am so glad that Christmas shopping is over and I still have a week to go. Now what am I going to do next week since school, Christmas shopping and my job are all done with?

Love 'em

So Emilie( how took our year later wedding pictures) is starting on this new project. She took some gorgeous pictures of the Salt Lake Temple, and I am obsessed with them. I can't wait to get mine and I just wanted to post how amazing her work is. She can take pictures of anything and has such a unique touch and her photos aren't like any thing I've seen. If you want any of these photos just click here--->http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6419695. I love them!

I title this... Get your study on

So last night Joe had a soccer game, like he does every Tuesday night, but since he is hurt and I have finals to study for I decided not to go. I started studying but these days I haven't been getting much sleep. So when Joe got home this is what he saw... So much for studying



Note: not fake sleeping and picture and blog title courtesy of Joe Coccimiglio

Old Age gets ya quick

So I never thought 23 meant old age until I turned 23. Yesterday, while cleaning the house i some how hurt my back. Joe says it's just sore from the gym, but that is false because i remember how it wasn't hurting and then the next second it was hurting. SO I'm bending over emptying out the vacuum and then I realize I can't stand up all the way and my back is just stuck. Yup at 23 I threw out my back. Hurt back equals sleepless nights and lots of pain through out the day. But not all bad things come with age. Last night we went to my most favorite restaurant ever... Red Iguana. I crave Red Iguana and could eat it every day. I told Joe last night that if I'm on my death bed I want my Tacos A La Iguana to be my last meal. I told him even if I can't eat I want him to blend it up and put it in an IV.

OK so if any one has been to Cheesecake factory with my dad, they know what this picture means. Every time we go to Cheesecake my dad orders the spicy cashew chicken, and it is delicious. Every time though before he eats he breaths it in, just like the picture of me breathing in the tacos. Not only am I breathing in my food like my dad, but along with my old age I am losing things like my dad. Yesterday I was doing laundry(our washer and dryer are outside in a separate room and you need a key for it). So after I put a load in I took out the key placed it somewhere and got ready for the day. Within 5 minutes I couldn't remember were I put the key. I was going crazy looking for that key. I mean who loses something after 5 minutes of putting it away. Luckily Joe came home and found it in some drawer that I don't even remember putting it in. Curse you old age!

I Crush Edward

Ok I wasn't going to blog anything about Twilight, but I just couldn't resist. If I haven't read the books I probably wouldn't enjoy the movie that much, but since I have put so much time into the books I really enjoyed it, it was quit entertaining. And I now have an even bigger crush on Edward than before the movie. How sweet is he towards Bella, he is obsessed with her and I Love it. My favorite is when he takes her to school and he just puts his arm around her in his hot sunglasses(AWWW I melted). Yes Joe knows about my crush but I think it is becoming a problem the more I think about the movie. I mean just the other day I told Joe to throw me over his back and to climb a tree(not really but that would be funny if I did). Anyways the real reason for this post isn't to just let every know that I have a crush on Edward, but it was to point out the music in the background of the serious scenes in the movie. I have asked a handful of people and no one noticed it. I figured everyone would have since that was the first thing Tyler and I talked about how lame it was. The clip below really doesn't give the cheesiness justice, but it's horrible. There is this piano and guitar music taken straight from some 70's horror flick and it is so cheesy. I looked all around on YouTube for an example, but this is as good as it gets( it's right in the beginning of the clip). If they took that music out I could maybe see it again. Well maybe I can still see it again for Edward, but with headphones on.

Frozen Shut

For the past couple of days I have totally had a writers block. I can't think of anything to write about. I have a major paper due tomorrow and I can't even start because I don't know where to start or how to start or anything. Maybe writing random thoughts down well get the juices flowing, but maybe not.

Last week we went to California for Thanksgiving and it was a lot of fun. My poor mom just lives with boys, that can't be any fun. I really hope I have at least 1 girl because girls are just so much more helpful than boys. Joe and I went to Disneyland on Monday, Joe doesn't even like Disneyland so I'm not sure why he wanted to go but I had a good time. the lines weren't miserable and the weather was really nice. On the way home though there was of course traffic. I don't mind traffic, I mean, do I prefer it... no but my blood pressure doesn't go up if there is traffic. Joe on the other hand hates it, almost as much as he hates waiting in lines. Good thing we live in Utah were traffic doesn't happen to much, otherwise I think Joe would have a heart attack by 30.

So I have been quit stressed the last couple of weeks. If you saw me you would know because my 12 year old acne is coming back on my face and chest. I can't handle school, it's not even that bad, it's just a lot. I think I get stressed out to easily, because if I listed my work load it doesn't even sound like that much. My problem is i worry about this week and the next 2 weeks. I have plenty of time I just rather get everything done now. Along with my 12 year old acne, I have had horrible headaches everyday. I drink and drink and drink water and there still there. Joe says I don't drink enough water but considering I take a bathroom break every 15 minutes I think I'm drinking plenty.

Now with all this complaining and feeling sorry for my self I am also reading a book called "Tuesdays with Morrie"( i know court I've had it forever I'll give it back as soon as your back from New York). It's my 2nd time reading it because I think it has some really good morals to it (if that's the right word). Morrie is dieing from a disease that slowly eats away at your muscles and you slowly become a vegetable. One chapter in the book talks about feeling sorry for yourself. Morrie cries in the morning for a couple minutes and that's it then he moves on with his day. he says "I thought about all the people I knew who spent many of their waking hours feeling sorry for themselves. How useful would it be to put a daily limit on self-pity". I don't know why but I love the quote. I wish I could carry it around like a tattoo on my hand to remind myself that life isn't that bad. If I took out all the hours I felt sorry for myself, I would actually have enough time to enjoy the day and not be in a frenzy all day. I don't have a hard life at all but all my complaining makes it twice as hard. Many people don't finish or even get to go to college, I should just be happy that I can go. Joe always tells me how easy I have it, but i never listen. I mean what kind of wife would I be if I listened to EVERYTHING my husband had to say. Maybe if I smiled a couple more hours of the day instead of complained about nothing, my headaches might just go away.

Another random thought, you know how when you really have to go to the bathroom and people start talking about waterfalls and other watery things because they think that well make you pee your pants... well that totally doesn't work. I went to the doctors today and had to pee in a cup. I spent 15 minutes in the bathroom thinking about waterfalls, and drinking fountains. NOTHING and I mean nothing. I was just sitting there laughing, I mean how long do they let people try to pee in a cup? When I came out the nurse acted like that was totally normal, if I was a nurse and had someone in the bathroom for 15 minutes trying to pee I would totally be laughing. What is the time limit before you knock on the door and make sure that person is still alive?