Evenings with Ms. Elouise

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Did You Know?

The advice on the Dove wrappers is totally right. A long bubble bath in a jacuzzi tub does fix everything, especially while listening to some Amos Lee. Can't. Get. Enough.

No, I didn't use a tub like this, but I am rather impressed with this design.

Oh, and for future reference, don't search for "bathtub" on pinterest. It brings up naked photos of Jake Gyllenhaal, which I guess could be a good or bad thing depending on how you felt about Love & Other Drugs. 

Bye Bye Bugzie

Yesterday we found that my sister's Christmas gift, Bugzie the Fish, was no more. I personally think this might be karma getting Andrea for trying to "pet" my fish five years ago which inadvertently led to the fish being dropped on the floor. Not bitter though.

My family has an abnormally high number of horrible pet death stories. My parents kept buying them for us for some reason. My dad must have had a "buy 20 get one free" punch card or something. One would think that a family with five girls would have nothing but sweet pet stories about hamsters, fish, and kittens, but no. We have death by swimming pool, death by roller blade, self-inflicted death, death by marshmallow, death by rat poison, death by small children that were staying at our house, the list goes on.

A classic family home video with our first ever "pet."  

Many thanks to my mother for translating Michelle's speech impediments. 

I don't think Lucy realizes how lucky she is. We have had her for a successful seven years. The other day, I gave her the benefit of the doubt and let her off her leash. She ended up running into a fortunately not-so-busy street. This caused me to make a ridiculous dash after her while formulating in my head what my family would do if I left the house with a dog that was just excited for a car ride and returned with a less-than-lively lucy lump. Luckily, she was fine. I was fine. It was fine. 

We Stolworthys love our pets and I think that might be part of the problem. We love them too hard and it kills them.  

Hunger Gamesssssssssssssssss.

I was in the process of reading a very insightful book, Man's Search for Meaning, but I got distracted by the first book in the Hunger Games series. Blasphemous. But it happened. I have been avoiding these books for years. Why?

Because I knew I would like them. 

Not reading them was my only hope. And I was right. Once I got into it, I was completely enraptured. Just so you know, this does not give the book any merit. Judge Judy and pro wrestling have the same effect on me....doesn't make it genius television. There's just so. much. drama.

I have to compliment the author on her work. Not for creating something has led to the betterment of society, but for knowing her audience well enough to emotionally connect with them in a way that has made her filthy rich. The book would be nothing above a silly Nicholas Sparks novel except she set her characters up to die at any second.

I mean really, what girl has not secretly wished she could be stranded in a cave accompanied by a guy with whom she has got some craaazzzyy sexual tension? Especially after she nurses him back to health because he valiantly saved her from a most terrible death?

And what girl does not want to make out with her cave man while she knows potential love interest #2 is watching the whole thing on TV jealously...just making him want her that much more???


And what girl has not wished that she had her own very wise personal stylist to make her look like a babe AND give her valuable information about the man she subconsciously adores?


The book is basically just a literature form of Cosmo in that the author knew exactly what girls want to read about. The fact that they could die at any second just makes the drama that much more intense. It's stupid, but let's just be honest, I can't wait to get my hands on the second one.

Let's Get It On.

Been obsessed with this for at least a month and a half, which I think deems it blog-worthy. 

Perfect.

I just found myself relating to this guy's facebook status. It read as follows:

"I have no game. 

I like to cuddle and I'm weird." 

I should probably marry him.

Because He Came.

"There is no better time than now, this very Christmas season, for all of us to rededicate ourselves to the principles taught by Jesus Christ.

Because He came to earth, we have a perfect example to follow. As we strive to become more like Him, we will have joy and happiness in our lives and peace each day of the year. It is His example which, if followed, stirs within us more kindness and love, more respect and concern for others. 

Because He came, there is meaning to our mortal existence. 

Because He came, we know how to reach out to those in trouble or distress, wherever they may be. 

Because He came, death has lost its sting, the grave its victory. We will live again because He came. 

Because He came and paid for our sins, we have the opportunity to gain eternal life."

President Thomas S. Monson