Movie Review: Ocean's Thirteen
I got to see one more movie on my Summer 2007 Sequel Dream List...Ocean's Thirteen.
I got to see one more movie on my Summer 2007 Sequel Dream List...Ocean's Thirteen.
The After:
Is there a difference? She has always had that "I've been locked up inside for 45 days" paleness, and she's got more make-up on in the mug shot than I have in my entire collection. (And according to jail insiders, she kept it on for the first 2 days she was in the slammer...now THAT'S waterproof.)
Wanda Sykes was on Leno tonight. She said she's very happy that Paris found God in prison. After two hours! That cracked me up! (Ok, it's probably more funny if you actually heard her say it...)
And Paris had another great comment...
"I was severely depressed and felt as if I was in a cage... It was a horrible experience."
Why would she feel that way? I don't get it...let's see if we can figure it out...
Jail cell:
(Rabbit) Cage:

I don't get the comparison, Paris. (That was in the same interview in which she said she wasn't going to be dumb anymore...hmmmm.)
The sign was on the back of the boat house/garage, holding essential tools for repair if necessary on J's Ps' boat...
Upon jumping out of the truck, we unloaded our bags and ventured out to the end of the dock, where The Dog was slightly hesitant to take the plunge into the water...
And then FINALLY...jumped in...
And doggy-paddled around...
J's dad had gassed up the boat and prepared it for our arrival, and J lowered it and got it started...
Then pulled up alongside the dock so that we could jump in...
And then two guys, two girls and a yellow lab were off for a ride on the lake... (Editor's Note AKA Note from The Steph: The following video is still being "processed" on YouTube because I just uploaded it today, so if it's not there yet, sorry, it will be soon...I hope!)The Dog definitely enjoyed hanging her head over the edge of the boat...

And getting her wet, smelly doggyness on me...
J showed us a tower off in the distance that he had thought was the Statue of Liberty when he was a kid...
Really??????
Since I couldn't quite picture it, even while trying to see the tower through the eyes of a naive, rural 5 year-old, I did a little bit of a side-by-side comparison when I got home...
Yeah. Now I see it. (Wink, wink.) After seeing the great Statue of Liberty from the lake, we continued around, spying on rich people...


Then we went to dinner at the famous Torgy's on the Lake. Torgy's is famous for having the best roasted chicken (I think) in Long Beach (little "suburb" of Glenwood) for over 30 years. (I think it's the ONLY place to get roasted chicken in Long Beach...but who am I to argue with the declaration of the menu?). We made the "half-mile" walk (I'm using quotation marks because it was really more like 1+ mile, and not that we minded - it was a gorgeous walk on an amazing evening around the lake, but just note-to-self, when J says "half-mile walk," multiply it by 2 or 3...) We sat on a little patio, overlooking the lake, and then asked J's second grade teacher, who was also dining at this fine establishment, to take a group picture...
(From L to R: The Steph, E, A, J; Not pictured: The Dog, who was left back at The House)
Then we headed back to J's Ps' house and sat outside, enjoying the sunset (although J did point out to me that by the time I took these pictures that the sun had already technically set...details, details...)...








To the west...
Finally, a group shot of the 3 Twins Citians...
And that, girls and boys, is the story of the weekend in Glenwood. The End.








That could create hail like these:
Accurate, I would say.
Oh well. Next time.