Netflix saved my life

I can't tell you what a huge movie buff I am. I could literally sit down and do nothing but watch movies all day if life and money didn't get in the way. XD Yes, I'm that lame.

Before my baby was born, it was a ritual to see at least one movie every weekend. Before I was married, I would see at least two a week. My father used to be crazy about going to the theater and thus the curse was passed down to me. I don't think my baby brother is into movies as much as I am. I just love a good story. So, how Netflix saved me... Well, after my baby was born, I used to go bonkers being trapped in my house with limited cable. And I would probably cry a little when I would hear about a movie I really wanted to see was out in the theater and there was nothing I could do about it. Let's just say my parents and his live 4 to 5 hours away and I had no one I could trust taking care of my newborn. Plus, I didn't want to throw my baby on my girlfriend who also was stuck with a newborn and a 4 year-old daughter. She was as tired as I was. So, running to the mailbox to get a red envelope that I knew had a DVD inside of it brought me so much joy in my postpartum. And when I could have it streaming through my PS3! Forget about it!! Complete orgasm. HA! jk With streaming, I've been watching movies that I normally would never pay for, catching me up on oldies. Though, I don't get to see many latest movies, I've been watching movies more than ever and with the selection in my queue, this gives me enough time to wait for the latest to be out on video. Can't say it actually replaces the theater experience, but it'll do until my baby understands you can't be screaming or running in a place like that.

Anyway, I'm done with grad school!! No more tests, no more books, no more teacher's dirty looks! ;)

Fuck Yeah! Wonderland!

I found one of my drawings on this blog site that posts Alice in Wonderland art.  Needless to say it made my day that they found something of mine within thousands upon thousands of amazing artists who also enjoy drawing AiW art to put into their gallery of favorites. Thank you. That really makes me smile. ^____^ 

 http://fuckyeahwonderland.tumblr.com/post/1171520887

what's with this week?

The other day I heard some really disturbing news from one of my closest friends... I don't want to get into too much information but...I'm praying for her. If you believe in God, please pray for her for me. She thinks she'll be okay, and I want to stay as positive as possible but you just never know. Life likes to throw curve balls and when you think something will never happen to you, POW! It does...  I'll let you know in a year how the results turn out since that's how long they have to test.

Also, turns out we have to switch banks. My husband used to have a corporation and since we closed the company, they think they can just reach into our pockets and take what's not theirs. Since we are not personally and legally obligated to pay (because it was a corporation and they have no proof of documentation of a personal guarantee) they have actually stolen money from us. We are in the process of taking what's left and putting it into a new account elsewhere. Our lawyer thinks we can get everything back and then some. Plus he wants to charge the bank for attorney fees, which is cool.

On top of all this, my sensitivity level is on high alert. I cry for just about anything now. It really sucks! I hate that I do, but I do. Anything that makes me happy. Anything that makes me remotely sad. Anything that I think is so adorably cute makes my eyes water and my heart chokes itself. WTF?! Is it age? I noticed my dad got more sensitive with age. Must be that...

The Final Countdown

I can't type too much today because I got the tip of my finger caught in a door. Actually, I can type with it, but where the blood pooled feels weird... I think the nerves are dead. Lol! Seriously though, it doesn't hurt anymore, in fact, parts of my finger tip can still feel and then the part that is pinched is completely numb and that is just driving me crazy. I wish I had a long nail to type with instead. When will I stop biting my nails? : / And is it possible to destroy your nerves so that you can't feel anymore?

Anyway, to get to the point: I have exactly one week left until I'm officially a graduate in graduate school! Someone light up a firework for me because this is a milestone. Finally and Hallelujah. I survived. I can almost officially write my name with MBA after it. I think that's how I'll sign everything.

Love,
Leila Moujaes, MBA

Thanks for being there for me,
Leila Moujaes, MBA

I'm sorry to hear about your dog...
Leila Moujaes, MBA

*Edit*
by the way, what's really creepy is after I posted this I get a google ad that says:
Pinched Nerve Treatment

Minimally Invasive Procedures. Fast Recovery. No Hospitalization.

www.Bonati.com

 

>_> Quit it Interweb!! you are scaring me... stalker....

Hi :)

So...this is my first post and let me just say, yay. Lol :) I don't know who will actually read this, but I'm mainly doing this for myself with the exception of a few people that I will tell who could potentially be interested. I don't like writing about my personal life in extremely public journals such as facebook or deviantart.

The idea for me doing this came from a very dear friend who writes a blog himself. Thanks for the encouragement in making me think my life could be interesting. XD  Hence, the name for my blog, Seemingly Interesting. I originally had it as Seemingly Ordinary, but that just made me seem like an interesting person, but now that I'm in my 30's no and I don't party, I don't date, I'm just an ordinary house mommy whose face is starting to increasingly ...crease.... whose bum is looking a little glum and well, at least I still got good hair!! Well, most days. Yay for that, eh? :D

There will be times where I'm long winded, so forgive me in advanced. And there will be times where my stories will be short and sweet and probably very vague >_> but its for a good reason.

A little about myself. I have a 1-year old daughter who I love more than ANYTHING in this world. I'd give my life for her in a split second, no questions asked. Like that song, "Grenade." Good song. First time I heard it, I choked up. T_T Anyway, I digress. I'm married to a really good man who would give me anything, or at least, I can usually get him to cave in if I bitch enough. Lol! I don't yell or anything, more like reason...tell him why it's good to go with my plan. And if he doesn't agree with it, I'll give him a break and come back to it in 5 minutes and I just repeat the cycle until he says, "You win." XDDD That's my secret and now you know it. It's better than fighting. I'm not one to fight. I hate  it even though I have a lot of passion. I only yell when I'm being yelled at otherwise I walk away until we all cool off so we can talk about things rationally. People need to breathe otherwise things that should never be said will be and once they are said are NEVER forgotten... I've learned this. Patience. I think patience comes from experience because the older I get the more patient I've become. Or maybe it's because I have a kid now. Lol!  Anyway, it's late and I'm tired. I've been up since 4am this morning. As soon as my baby wakes up for some milk...I know...she still asks for it, I can't go back to sleep and it's 11:30p.m. .....................Great. She just woke up. Yes, she wakes up twice a night every night for the past year now. My little rooster in the dark. <3 I have to take care of her little needs.

Sweet Dreams ^___^