In Which I am Not Cultured

I have a confession to make: I like my movies and TV utterly vanilla.

va·nil·la (/vəˈnilə/)
Adjective: having no special or extra features, ordinary

Just about every time I’ve watched a movie or show that was quirky or artsy, I found myself not into at best, confused, or, at worst, uncomfortable. Movies that mess with your head, that blur lines of reality, just leave me feeling frustrated (I’m thinking of Vanilla Sky and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind). I hate, hate, hate feeling like I don’t know what’s going on or who is who.

No, movies and TV for me are the ultimate form of escapism, even more so than books. I like to tune in and turn my brain off (unless I’m watching Jeopardy!). I like a plot that moves forward in a mostly linear fashion. I like to suffer and celebrate vicariously. I like to judge people much more freely than I would ever allow myself to in real life. I especially like a little romance, and I like it when the underdog inexplicably wins at the last second. I don’t need to believe it could actually happen in real life in order to enjoy it happening in the movie. In fact, that’s the whole point! It’s not real, and I don’t particularly care if it comes across so.

As I’ve written before, I am no longer ashamed to admit that I’m a fan of Nicholas Sparks. In fact, it was going to see his most recent book-into-movie phenomenon yesterday that made me realize how much I appreciate a good ole vanilla movie. I had read the book of Safe Haven but as is common with me couldn’t quiiite remember the ending, so I was on pins and needles as it all played out. I did more than tear up as the inevitable conclusion came to be: if I had been in the privacy of my own home, let’s just say I probably would have been bawling. I felt deeply satisfied as I left the theater still sniffling. That’s all I ask of a movie.

I know many people disagree with me; a lot of people hate this kind of movie, and as a self-proclaimed intellectual a part of me wishes I could. Up to now I’ve sort of loved to hate them, if you know what I mean. But I think I’m just going to own it. I like cheesy movies, I like tearjerkers, and I like a nicely wrapped up ending. So sue me. ;-)

What’s your favorite kind of movie? Do you have a guilty pleasure genre (or maybe one that’s not so guilty for you anymore)?

Red Brick Brewery Tour

A couple of weeks ago (well, okay, a month…it was on New Year’s Eve) A. and I used a Groupon that I had bought back in October to take a tour of Red Brick Brewery. They’re the oldest craft brewery in Atlanta, and their slogan is “beer from around here.” I am not a huge fan of beer usually, but I am always game to try new flavors, and I thought it would be fun to visit this local landmark. The brewery itself is tucked back behind a residential neighborhood at the end of an almost industrial dead-end–kind of a strange setting! But they had everything set up really well for a fun Saturday afternoon.

The deal with the Groupon was a tasting package, complete with souvenir pint class and coozie (which they were out of, so we should be getting in the mail sometime). Well, the “tasting” tickets were each an entire pint, and we had 4 each! I only used three, and on the third I asked for just half a glass. Needless to say, I was a little happy. But it was fun trying their unique offerings! I had a blonde, a brown, and their signature Laughing Skull Amber Ale. I think the blonde was my favorite (it was pretty light and insipid, which is a good descriptor in my beer vocabulary), but the brown had its merits too. We were a little disappointed that we couldn’t buy any to take home with us, but I guess it requires a different sort of license to be able to sell.

Since they obviously can’t expect people to down 4 beers in a short period of time, the brewery provides some entertainment while you taste and wait for the tour. Some nights they have trivia or live music, but Saturday afternoons are game time! They had cornhole toss set up outside (even though it was January it was 70 degrees and sunny, so that was fun) and ping pong and darts inside. They also had some tables where you could just sit that were practically on the brewing floor.

The actual brewery itself isn’t much to look at–it’s basically a big open warehouse with lots of different vats and barrels. So the “tour” didn’t move a whole lot, as you might expect a tour to, but it did  include a lot of interesting information about the brewery’s history and the process of making beer. One fun fact I learned is that yeast begins to mutate if you let it feed on gluten for too long, so brewers have to keep a careful eye on it and discard the yeast when it starts getting “funky.” However, Belgian beer has such a unique taste because they have, over the years, embraced the “funk” and let their yeast mutate away! Red Brick is still a relatively small operation, partly due to the weird liquor distribution laws in Georgia. They have a very small bottling operation that can only do 6 bottles at a time! So any time you see Red Brick in a store, you know it has been bottled practically by hand.

 Pardon the terrible quality iPhone picture. The lighting was not so good, and we had an older (probably drunk) man snap this for us. Let’s just pretend it was Instagramed and is supposed to be grainy like this!

All in all, it was a really fun afternoon, especially with the Groupon that only cost $15 for both of us to enjoy our beers! I would do this visit again with out of town friends who were particular beer enthusiasts, because it’s a really neat segment of Atlanta history.

Cheers to a good weekend and fun times for all!

Paint Your Own Pottery

A couple of Fridays ago, we had our staff Christmas party (belated, because Christmas is the busiest season for a non-profit!) at a paint-your-own pottery place called Wired and Fired. I’ve always wanted to do one of those, and it was really fun! It was interesting to see everyone’s personality come out through the piece they chose, how they chose to approach decorating it, and their attitude while doing so.

Here’s the “individual chip and dip bowl” that I painted, though the proprietor encouraged us to be open minded in thinking about how to use it. I think this could also be a great catch-all for a dresser top!

  The final result is food, microwave, and dishwasher safe…can’t ask for much more!

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!

I have come to really love Saturdays. For one thing, Friday seems to be the only night of the week that I pretty consistently sleep like a log, so even if I wake up at my usual time on Saturday morning, I typically feel well-rested. (And then there are also nights like 2 Fridays ago when I sleep for 11 hours!) It’s just nice not having time commitments or things pulling A. and me in different directions. We haven’t gotten to the point of being super busy in Atlanta yet, though our weeknights are starting to fill up, so we often end up doing random little things together on our Saturdays. It’s usually nothing too out of the ordinary, but it’s together, and it’s done without worry of what else should be getting done. I love it.

This past Saturday I slept until about 8 and woke up feeling awesome. I read some blogs for awhile and did a couple of other random things around the apartment. After A. was up and going, we walked to CVS to buy our last few items for the Operation Christmas Child boxes (update to come!) and then walked a little farther to this hip burger place called Yeah! Burger. All the meat is free range, organic, etc. Lemme tell ya, that was a GOOD burger. On the way home we stopped at Publix to get a few things to prepare for watching a football game with friends later on, and we took a different route home so we could see a part of the neighborhood we hadn’t seen before. The weather was beautiful, and it was so nice to be out together.

When we got home I did some super exciting laundry (which I’m finding to be less and less of a big deal the longer we live here…I’ve got my system down, I think!) and remade the bed. We watched Jeopardy together, and A. mopped the kitchen. In the evening we went over to some friends’ apartment to watch Mississippi State whoop up on Kentucky, and we ate some delicious “tailgate” food even though we weren’t tailgating.

You see? It was nothing large-scale special, but somehow it’s those slow-paced, normal days that I crave during the week when I’m feeling grouchy about work or not on top of things I want to take care of at home. Come Sunday, I always seem to get angsty about the week to come (which is fruitless, I know), but on Saturday, life is fine and the livin’ is easy.

What’s your favorite day of the week? Mine has always varied depending on life circumstances (classes, extracurriculars, etc.), but for now it’s holding steady where it is.

In My White Tee

As Flannery O’ Connor might say, a good white t-shirt is hard to find. I have one awesome stretchy short-sleeved white tee and one great long-sleeved one. These were long searched-for, but worth the hunt. They are an integral part of my winter wardrobe because I layer them under sweaters and cardigans (which I wear just about every day when it’s cold). I have several collared shirts and camisoles that also serve the same purpose, but every winter I find myself wishing I had many more solid white tees. It’s crazy how pricey of the most basic wardrobe staples can be, so I haven’t taken the plunge yet to buy them.

HOWEVER, I realized yesterday that my husband has about a million of these:

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SOLID WHITE T-SHIRTS! My husband and I can share t-shirts size-wise, and some of his are actually a little small for him, which means they are perfect for me! I can’t believe it took me so long to realize that I could just borrow from his undershirt drawer to satisfy my layering needs. And since I’m the one who does the laundry, he’ll never even necessarily have to know…

What are your winter wardrobe staples? Have you found creative ways to re-purpose clothing?