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The Wrinkled Horn: The Road to OSCAR
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Saturday, February 25, 2012. The Road to OSCAR. At first glance, one might be fooled by my talk of ladies' locker rooms at the gym and training for half marathons. Let me assure you, however, that being "active" is something I do because I know I am supposed to, much like eating vegetables, not because I necessarily enjoy it. Our Mission: to see the 9 Oscar nominated films for Best Picture and any other movies nominated in major categories. Could we actually do it? Would we actually want. All in all, it ...
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The Wrinkled Horn: The Plates Are Stacking Up... Literally
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Sunday, April 22, 2012. The Plates Are Stacking Up. Literally. Studies show that it takes twenty-one days to form a habit. I will accept that theory with the additional tagline of "only if it is something I really want to do.". Here is the list of lifestyle choices (or spinning plates) I have managed to regularly maintain for more than two years:. Also, I am able to keep up with, and am usually tasked with explaining, Granny's favorite reality shows (i.e. the Bachelor and Dancing with the Stars) ...Eatin...
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The Wrinkled Horn: My Prudish Confession
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Friday, February 17, 2012. Meaning honourable woman) is a person who is described as (or would describe themselves as) being concerned with decorum. Or propriety, significantly in excess of normal prevailing community standards. They may be perceived as being more uncomfortable than most with sexuality, nudity, alcohol, drug use, or mischief. taken from the web's most reliable source: Wikipedia. You see, my husband has had a subscription to Sports Illustrated magazine for almost twenty years. For the...
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The Wrinkled Horn: A Prayer From the Ladies Locker Room
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Sunday, January 22, 2012. A Prayer From the Ladies Locker Room. As I stand here at 7:15 am, staring back at myself in the mirror of the unforgiving and harshly lit "Ladies Locker Room," listening to various conversations of those around me, I can't help but pray. God, please don’t let me grow bitter as I age. Must I get to the point where I complain publicly? Speaking of my face, God, let me not forget that it is the only thing that should be staring back at me in the reflection of the multiple, strategi...
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The Wrinkled Horn: As Promised ~ Oscar Predictions
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Sunday, February 26, 2012. As Promised Oscar Predictions. I can't say enough about how much I enjoyed this film. Being a silent film, I was curious to see it, but wasn't sure how I was going to be able to sit through it. And that is exactly why it should win. In a world of instant gratification, technology, and sensory overload, where overt sexuality is king, The Artist. Should win and, as others have mentioned, Uggie was completely snubbed. Jean Dujardin, The Artist. Viola Davis, The Help. Honestly, I h...
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The Wrinkled Horn: March Madness Indeed
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Monday, April 2, 2012. Is usually based on some "inside look" ESPN has aired, resulting in my emotional connection to the story, and is, in my opinion, marketing genius. S location. Anyone can print off a bracket, fill in who they think will win each round of the tournament and then watch to see if their teams win or lose. My scientific method for choosing teams is strategically based on, aside from their seed number, the team mascot, team color, and where the college is located. Based on these three fac...
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The Wrinkled Horn: Mrs. Personality
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Monday, January 16, 2012. I won't go into the cliche, formerly dateless, chubby school girl version of the story, but I was, and have been, type-cast in the "friend" role my entire life. It is for this reason that I nearly broke a rib from laughing so hard this past weekend over what was supposed to be a romantic gesture on my husband's behalf. Through my bouts of wheezing, I assured him that it is not. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). An Exercise in Writing. A blog in practice: a work in progress.
