Why Justin Timberlake makes life better

A confession...
I have become mildly, or wildly if we're being honest, obsessed with Justin Timberlake.
It all started when my kids showed me a segment from SNL.
It is now a classic, Dick in the Box.
I admit, when I first saw it, I was horrified.
And, I'm fairly certain Tootsie & Herman were trying to horrify me.
If they thought for one minute that showing my that video would have led to this, it never would've happened.
Initially, I thought....How could my babies be watching such trash?
Didn't I raise them better than that?
But really, how was this skit much different from SNLs 'wild & crazy guys', or 'Hans and Franz?
I found these skits, like many others, HILARIOUS.
Except for language, it was the same.
Poking fun at men and their sad attempts at macho.

For some reason, which I cannot entirely pinpoint, JT can present today's humor in a way I find less offensive.
It may be because he was a Mouseketeer.
Or that he couldn't be any cuter if he tried.
Or his NSYNC gig.....middle school Kelly & friends overplaying his music are memories I cherish.
And he lives in my iPod in so many songs.
He takes his mom with him to award shows......***sigh***
He is WILDLY talented.
I mean, he can do anything.
Have you seen him dance?
Have you seen him with Jimmy Fallon?
Have you seen him period?
Oh yeah...he's good looking.
Especially dressed in that skinny suit/tie look he's got going on lately.
Gulp.
The man has it all.
Sing...Dance....Comedy....Actor (well, pretty good)...HOST
I think if I ran into him at Dunkin Donut and he would smile at me.
Not in a sleazy way, in a genuine way.
You get a nice guy vibe from him ALL THE TIME.
Even when he's kinda inappropriate.
I think that's mostly it.
I think this guy is genuinely nice...
And what is sexier than a great looking guy who is genuinely nice?
Nothing.

Yup...
I may be old, but I'm not dead!
If this makes me sound like a dirty old lady....
well, maybe I am...

BUT I JUST CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE!!!
****swoon****

Friday finish

Not sure what I will do with this little picnic quilt.
But I'm pleased with it for the most part.
If I make another, I'll be sure it is off center by at least 2 more rows.
Maybe more.
But it's done and I do like it.
Hmmmmm....what should I load onto Lola-baby next?

A little bit of everything

I'm back from my NJ trip.
We got shoes and undies for Kelly.
And, of course, her first fitting.
Her dress is WAY TOO BIG, but they assured me it will fit perfectly when the alterations are done.
They better be right.
My Kelly is going to be a beautiful bride.
I fill up with tears just thinking about it.
I also did some MOB shopping.
But, I returned the dress I got down there.
Kelly didn't like the bow in the back of the dress.
I stopped at Eva's boutique on my way home from Francis House yesterday.
I found a gorgeous Alexander Komorov and bought it.
It's just what I was looking for ... Quiet, classy and unique.
And lightweight...it will be a scorcher...the Bahamas in June!
I'm not a satin gown kinda girl and I try to keep clothing bling to a minimum.
I like my bling in the form of jewelry.
So, I'm feeling more ready.
Which I'm hoping helps with the worrying.

I stopped to see Jimmy on my way home from NJ.
He hurt his back.
Now he is having spasms.
Poo. Poo. Poo.
They are giving him treatment and stim.
He says its not too bad.
I know he is lying.
If it wasn't bad, he never would've mentioned it to me.
I want him to be healthy.
Sometimes, I wish he would give up playing.
It seems he is taking such a beating.
And he's my baby.
I do not like my baby to be in pain.
His grades are good, though.
Trying to focus on the positive.

This is John's last week working in Rochester.
Relief!
I hated that long drive for him.
Last week, a truck tire came up and crashed his car.
Thankfully, he was not hurt.
But, still.....
I'm so grateful he was able to find a new job here in Syracuse that pays him well.
God is good.
He's off next week so I'm going to be able to spend some time with him.
I've been missing my buddy.
Since getting engaged, he hasn't been around much.
I'm hoping this new job will change that.

Heading down to do some quilting now.
I've missed Lola!
Happy Thursday.

We stopped at the cemetery to visit mom and dad.
We brought Kelly's wedding shoes to show mom.
She loved her wedding shoes, keeping them under her bed for 60+ years of marriage.
Here's a crazy shot mimi and i decided to take....

So many questions

Evil.
What is it exactly?
Is it something that is there in your heart from the day you are born?
Is it in all of us, just waiting to be uncovered?
Is it learned?
I don't know.

In my universe, a 19 year old boy is barely an adult.
He can vote and fight for his country.
Yet, he is not mature enough to be trusted to buy alcohol responsibly.
Can he buy weapons? I don't even know that answer.

I do know little Martin Richards will never be 19 years old.
I'm unable to comprehend that family's grief.
Talk about innocence.
Waiting in anticipation for Dad to cross the finish line.
Boom.

My Jimmy is 19.
And my John is 26.
Tamerlan was 26.
Dzhokhar is 19.

2 sets of brothers...the same but so different.

This has really hit me hard.
I can't wrap my mind around it.
I hope we can get some answers.
Cause we really need them.

Wedding dress fitting

I had a busy day today.
No quilting...poo!
I worked out with Robert, Sams Club, car wash, Wegmans, stopped to check out the new yoga studio, dropped off $ to susan, bank, Macy's, and 3 loads of laundry.
I also took Frannie for a walk/run.
The sun was out! Yay!

I'm heading to NJ this weekend for Kelly's first wedding gown fitting.
I need to be in serious mother of the bride mode.
She's a gorgeous girl, and that dress has to fit her perfectly.
I can be pretty assertive.
Especially when it comes to my babies. .

In 57 days, we will be in Abaco watching she & Jeff take their vows.
I hope I can get through it becoming a blubbering idiot!
That, my friends, is a pipe dream.
My only daughter, my beautiful baby girl, my Tootsie, is getting married.
Chances are, I'll need to be medicated.

My sister is meeting me in NJ so I won't be alone in the hotel.
Murray is staying home to golf, I mean take care of Frannie.
I'm a big wimp about hotels...having Meem with me will help me relax.
We always have lotsa laughs and I haven't seen her as much as I usually do this winter.

For my convenience, I'm linking to Toots wedding site link....
I'm sick of searching my emails looking for it.

http://gallofazio.ourwedding.com/

Rip it, Rip it

I've already spent 2 hours ripping out an entire row of FMQ.
And I'm only half done.
Misery.
Self imposed misery to be precise.

I loaded the batik HST quilt yesterday afternoon, fully intending to quilt it with swirls.
Cause it needs swirls.
I know that.
Any idiot could see that.
I knew that yesterday afternoon, too.
But once it was loaded, I lost my mind and started with a freehand flowery allover.
And I did an ENTIRE ROW.

I hated it.
I went to bed to sleep on it, hoping in the morning I wouldn't hate it.
Guess what?
I still hated it.
This quilt is too modern looking for that.
I knew that when I loaded it.
Why I deviated from my plan is a mystery.

Now, what was an easy, stressless job has turned into frogging nightmare.
Yup...I'm a big dope!

The flimsy...

Freehand baptist fans

It's finished.
I liked stitching this out.
It was therapeutic.
I'll definitely use this design again.
Since its not my colors or taste, this one will be a car quilt.
Why not donate it, you ask?
I usually don't donate quilts I'm not wild about.
I figure if I don't like it, chances are no one else will either.
Great practice for me.
Next up a HST quilt in batiks.