Funniest Impersonation of me EVER

Lee and I were talking in the car about getting old:

Lee: "I'm worried about when i get old. You are so impatient when i get sick now. I can just imagine me all old and sick and you screaming at me 'You don't even know how to use your diapers right! I can't wait till you die!"

Jillien: Laughs hysterically

Baton Rouge Symphony Orchestra Chorus

Just a big name for: I sing opera in baton rouge.

Anyways, our first performance of this season is next thursday on the 20th. I would be really excited except for the fact that I'm not that sure of my parts. and I have this incredible girl who sits next to me during rehearsal, and when i lose my way i just listen to her and I'm back on track

(did you notice how many 'ands' I used in that very long sentence?)

Ok so, when we perform we are all mixed up. First Sopranos and tenors and basses and altos and second sopranos... everyone just mushed together. "It makes for a better sound" --they all say.

But Knowing me i'll probably start singing with the tenors then the altos then jump the sopranos before i realize that we had all stopped singing.

I'm in Love... again

so I'm sure most of you know that I'm head over heels in love with the UFC star, Georges St. Pierre.

But i've developed a new crush--- Russell Brand!

He's just the most charismatic, funny, cute, weird person ever. and I like him lots. You may have seen him in Forgetting Sarah Marshall but he has a new movie coming out with Adam Sandler.

Anyways, check him out. He's great.

Post Script: Has anyone other than me noticed that America really doesn't have much of a sense of humor. We're too sensitive and incredibly politically correct. Other countries aren't so uptight. Although, you think that america is liberated and free. In fact, we're all just equally MENTALLY oppressed with self taught bigotry and self-segregation. Its incredible.

Do you think I'm crazy?

Okay so here's a list of slightly unusual things about me:

1) I got really depressed when Obama won the presidency.

2) I freak out when people don't get my food orders right.

3) I arrange the glasses in my cupboard a certain way and if they are out of place i have to rearrange them.

4) I read obsessively until the novel i'm reading is done, which means i deprive myself of sleep and food and deprive others of attention and patience because I'm reading.

5) I practice before rehearsals lol (that one's fo' u Bryan)


Okay... So what's the verdict? Do you think I'm crazy?

I'm a total Contradiction

ok so obviously i formatted my blog. Well in doing so i was inspired to write something! so even though i said i had no words i wrote. lol

UltraViolet

So i went to a thrift store here in Baton rouge the other day looking for a crazy 80's looking dress to wear to a party.

Okay i don't know what its like in your city, but where i come from (westbank) everyone goes to the thrift store and most are really nice and clean and big and have great finds.

Well this was DEFINITELY not like that at all.

It was like the funkiest dirtiest place i had ever been into. Even the people that were in there were the freaking weirdest people in the world.

When i was checking out, this crazy looking man that was around 6 foot tall and smelled like rotten bootie crack came in looking all spaced out. A total looney bird. The old crazy woman in front of me with 2 of the direstiest children in america --They looked like they belonged on a pamphlet to sponsor children... anyways She turns-the old woman i mean-- and looks at this stinky crazy dressed man and says "oh look kids, a Pirate!"

I mean I was thinking "oh watch out kids, a pedophile"

Totally turned off. I have only found one decent thrift store in BR so far and thank goodness its the one right by my house. I'll stick to that one from here on out!

i've got nothing

still no words.

Post Script: My last post was supposed to be verse not prose. Although, I didn't format it so.

Prayer in Prose

Nothing more to say. So much typing these couple of days. So much arguing... Not much going my way. Hold on to faith and pray. I ask Mother Mary... You too are a mommy. Show, teach, inspire, charm me. Reach out your arms and hold me. But most of all love me. I beg--Holy Spirit send me your graces. Unlike King Solomon, don't let me fall on my faces. Send me wisdom... erase all traces- of impatience. I implore my heavenly father, Help me get through times. I know they getting harder. Help me be a better mother, daughter, wife and lover. You are my only hope. Its through you that I'll be able to cope. I beseech you Jesus. If anyone needs you... its us. No more words but you know what's in my heart and I know you won't let me fall apart. You will make me stronger. You will help me be a mother. You will guide me by your perfect example and on the devil, with you by my side, I will trample.

Whitney Update

Can y'all believe that Whitney's a high school SENIOR?!!? Incredible. Time goes by so quickly. Years have passed since he moved away. So many things have changed, BUT fortunately My lil Whitney is coming home. He's going to UNO for college!!! then to LSU (those are his plans) which means that i'll see him all the time. He's such a great kid. And so cute. he's got all the girls up north eating in the palm of his hand I bet!

thats when the spark came: an Ode to Cormier

open you up
slide my fingers over your cool, smooth
insides.

gentle but full of life
full of action and emotions
and anticipation.

i am eager
and that's when the spark came.

baking me into immobilization
searing me with anxiety.
can't pull away from you
day and night
i look at you
day and night i hold you in my hands.

Waiting to see your next
surprise
or enlightenment.
you have been my everything.
never want it to end
yet i don't want to slow down.


loved you from the moment i saw you
touched you
held you
opened you.

remember?
that's when the spark came.

great video

Accurate description

lee: u angry?! - cmon - you know u dont' get mad
unless someone wakes you up, takes your food, tries to give you a hug, or kiss, laughs at you - that is all

Pro-Life group

AWesome response to a woman who spoke about having control over her own body in regard to having an abortion:

"Look again...is that really your body to have "control" of? She may "have your cute nose" but it isn't yours. He may "have your eyes" but they don't belong to you. She may have 10 fingers, but that doesn't mean you have 20. "

Larry Mankins

One Act One Scene Play

[Husband and Wife laying in bed. It is night time--all is quiet, and each is reading a novel. Wife has something in her throat. She clears her throat repeatedly]

Husband: Why don't you get some water? I keep hearing you cough and its driving me crazy.

Wife: Okay I'll drink something... Yeah maybe that will help.

[Wife goes down stairs and gets a glass of water. She drinks and returns to bed and her book]

Wife: [clears her throat and then her stomach rumbles]

Husband: [growing impatient] Wow your body is jubilant tonight. Your throat is singing; your stomach is singing.

[Just then Husband's stomach growls loudly. Husband whips his head toward his torso]

Husband: Was that my stomach?

Wife: [cracks up laughing] that's what you get for being so crazy.

Recent Funny Quotes

Jillien: "Your ice is skin cold"

Melissa: "OMG and there's a Lizard on it and everything!"

Jillien: "keep my baby cousin's womanhood out of your vocabulary."

Chris: "I laugh at you."

Jessica: Talking about becoming Parish President... "I want to bring like more better stuff to Chalmette."

David: "Slava! Can I batushka you for a ride?"

David: "She's a dobleyst liar."

Jillien: "do y'all go home and sing love songs to each other... in opera?"

Talk about a "blast from the Past"

Okay so my last few entries have been about looking back and moving forward WELLLLLLL

This little bit of hilarity has just brought me back SEVERAL YEARS.

My very first blog was at geocities. You can check it out here if you'd like: click here.

If you look at the guestbook and go past all the freaky porno comments, there are comments from my friends that were just checking out the site. Its sooo funny. there are people that i don't even remember who they are.

its great looking at old jokes and crazy stuff i used to write.

Any ways...... I'm done.

Re-reading!

I've been reading posts from 2005 and 2006. Just browsing my old ass posts lol There was one saying something like "i really don't want to go back to school and have to stress over my gpa and all that jazz"

its funny reading this 3 years later. Having graduated summa cum laude and feeling lucky that I had the strength to go back semester after semester... even after all the shit that i went through. and finishing with my ONE DREAM successfully completed.

I wonder what i will dream of tomorrow. its strange once your dreams have come true. You feel this satisfaction that makes you slightly stagnate. what will i do tomorrow? Does it matter? I got all i wanted.

Its sooooo weird. I mean most of my young adult life consisted around graduating top of my class and having as much fun as i could manage in the mean time. I didn't really think beyond that. I know that sounds retarded, but nothing after that was really all that desirable to me.

SO NOW. i'm looking for a new dream. I new goal to make my life even more complete.

I wonder if Lia will be my next goal. --Making her life super successful. Hmmmm

It seems that way. She's my only care now. I'm over with. For a year while she was a baby and i was in school, my cares were shared between her life and my success. Now that I'm kind of out of the way all i think about is making lia brilliant and me getting in shape.


GRRRR now i'm just blabbing.

Peace easy pumpkin squeezy.

JM

Is it just me or does Ashley Tisdale look like a young Britney Murphy?

Cleanliness

I've always just been a super messy person. I think it stems from never having to clean my room as a child or from never having any chores. I was never obligated to clean a single thing. so now in adulthood, i struggle to maintain cleanliness and order. I envy my friends and family who always have everything in the proper spot and don't leave their socks everywhere and empty glasses and shit like that.

I'm so horrible. Like I'll clean all of the clothes but NEVER fold it or put it up. Isn't that terrible?! the only person in this house whose clothes I fold and organize is Lia's. But me and Lee's--never.

Maybe i need to go to a hypnotist. Have them create in me a clean freak. I would totally love that!

Wassahapaning

Bootcamp is totally kicking my ass.

I'm already sore and i only just got back less than 2 hours ago.