Tuesday, May 8, 2012

It's not Goodbye, It's just Until Next Time

I'm leaving. But not forever. Just for 18 months. I'm leaving to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (aka The LDS church or the Mormon church). I'll be "stationed" in Long Beach California area, spreading the gospel.

This means that I won't be able to post on here. However, my brother says he'll keep it posted occasionally. The posts just won't be my usual drooling over attractive men, ranting about TV and movies, sighing over romance stuff. It'll be more about my experiences as a missionary. I don't know how often there will be posts because as a missionary our time is limited and my focus will be more on communicating with my family.

However, I will be back. My estimated return date is November of 2013. I plan on continuing this blog because I'll still be the Hopeless Romantic. It'll just be a little older and wiser Hopeless Romantic writing.

I am excited for this opportunity I have to serve for the Lord for 18 months in California. I want to thank you all who have taken time out of your busy days to read my dorky posts. Thanks, it means a lot to know that someone is reading my stuff.

It's not goodbye, it's just until next time. See ya!

Until Next Time,

Sister Hopeless

Monday, May 7, 2012

A Stark Comparison

I'm a little hopeless. Strike that. I'm A LOT hopeless. My parents took me to see The Avengers on Friday and I absolutely loved it. It was so good. Plus, when you put a cast of mainly of attractive guys who are buff, I'm going to like the movie. :) I'm just cool like that.

The Avengers = Awesome

Anyway, since seeing The Avengers, I decided that I needed to see both Thor and Captain America before I leave. So that's been my goal this weekend. Thanks to Redbox, I've been able to see both movies and I greatly enjoyed them. And now, I have to re-watch Iron Man and Iron Man 2 because I have a mad, mad crush on Tony Stark... despite some major character flaws.

I was enjoying Captain America, when Howard Stark appeared. Now, my initial reaction is that Tony Stark is a little more attractive and a lot more arrogant. Not that Howard Stark isn't arrogant but his is more of self-confidence with an edge. Unfortunately, we don't get a lot of Howard Stark because the movie is about Captain America. However, we do get a little taste and that's all we need. :)

As I've had to contemplate this post, I have come to realize that although Tony Stark is his father's son, he also is a manifestation of all his father's more... undesirable traits. For example, Tony is arrogant, a womanizer, too smart for his own good sometimes, narcissistic, unwilling to take responsibility (sometimes)... and because don't know all that much about Howard Stark... that's really all I have. I should also say, these aren't necessarily bad traits, well most of them anyway, but Tony Stark has them in spades. Probably due to his upbringing as a boy genius from an extremely wealthy family. And a bit of estrangement from his father (if I'm remembering correctly).

About the estrangement between Starks... I can't help but wonder if it had to do with the fact that Howard saw a lot of himself in Tony. Maybe it was to protect him. And perhaps, because we now know about Howard's involvement with Captain America and S.H.I.E.L.D. (before it was S.H.I.E.L.D.), he was trying to keep his genius son away from that? I'm not sure that we'll ever know... but maybe we will.

The point is that their relationship wasn't the greatest and we don't know anything about Tony's mother. And when did Howard settle down to have his family? And will Tony do the same? (If you've seen Iron Man 2, you'll have the same hope I did that Pepper Potts will finally stop Tony's womanizing ways.)

Writing this post seems to bring up more questions than answers. There is nothing wrong with that, especially because our information on Howard Stark is so limited. He only shows up in the one movie with Captain America and even then the movie is not about him as the Iron Mans are about Tony. [Side Note: I think it quite interesting that Captain America has the opportunity to work with both Starks. I wonder what his thoughts on them are. Hmm?]

Also, the Stark men make engineering seem hot. I love seeing Tony as Iron Man but I love him more when he's all smart and engineer-y and scientifical. I don't know what that means but it's a very attractive quality about him.

Despite claiming that Tony got all his distasteful traits from his father, there are some good ones he inheritated. Once he realizes that his weapons are being sold to the enemy, Tony works on stopping it. And he's loyal to friends... when he's not dying and drunk. Howard Stark went searching for Captain America after he went down in the bad guy's ship in the antartic (or wherever). I believe Howard developed a friendship with Steve (Captain America) and I have hopes that Tony will too.

I don't believe Tony Stark is a bad guy. Sure he's not the greatest guy ever but he's got good intentions... mingled in with narcissism. And I know Howard Stark is a good guy who wanted the best for his son... however misguided his intentions.

This wasn't quite the comparison I had intended but it's hard to compare evenly when we know very little about Howard and we know so much about Tony. But I noticed similarities between father and son in their respective movies and I felt like exploring it a little.

I exhort you all to see The Avengers and any other of the Marvel movies. They are awesome. But that could be the nerd-girl inside of me screaming "I LOVE YOU, TONY STARK!".

Howard Stark
Tony Stark

And because I can't resist... Tony Stark's arms

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Why I Want to Marry A Hot Guy

This post is really about/dedicated to my awesome friend, Michelle (whom I have mentioned many times on this blog). We were discussing the very attractive prince on Mirror Mirror (which we both loved! Because it's a movie that appeals to girls like us... girls who still have a 12 year old girl trapped inside us.) :) Mirror Mirror is the kind of movie that gets poor reviews from the general population but for me, I love it. And I plan on purchasing it someday.

Anyway, not the point. Back to Michelle. We were talking about hot guys and Michelle piped up, "I want to marry a hot guy, but not because I'm shallow." Of course, whenever you say something like that, it seems kind of shallow but Michelle is not shallow! However, we all have our shallow parts... the shallow end leads to the deep end in the pool right?

In Utah, being a 26 year old woman and unmarried leads your married friends and your family to pity you. As you get older and remain single, the more pity you get. In normal Utah Mormon culture, many girls are married by the time they hit 21. (This is a very general statement- obviously this is not the case for everyone but it certainly feels very true.)

So the older you are, the less likely it is for a relatively normal Mormon girl to meet a relatively normal Mormon boy. The boys your age tend to marry girls younger than you. And for some boys, there's a reason they're not married. If you get my meaning. (Psycho!)

Okay, so here's Michelle's reason for wanting to marry a hot guy. And it's not just so she has the right to ogle him anytime. (That would be awesome and less awkward than getting caught mid-ogle by some guy you don't know.) It's a little about vindication. For example, if you marry someone who has a personality but not necessarily "the looks" then people cluck their tongues and shake their head. "Poor girl, she settled because she got married when she was old." (This is not true and in both my defense and Michelle's defense we're not saying that looks are everything... this is purely hypothetical.)

But if you marry an attractive guy with a personality, then it's sort of like "Look at me, I got married at 27 and a half and my husband is hot! You don't have to get married when you're a 19 year old co-ed. And you don't have to settle."

There you go. That's the why Michelle wants to marry a hot guy. I know that this whole post seems a little shallow. But honestly, if you're a Mormon girl over the age 21 and not planning on a mission, you get a lot of flak about why you're not married, why you don't have boyfriend, why you aren't going on a mission, blah blah blah. Then you get pity because of your single-ness.

We're all allowed to have that part inside us who wants to show people that we're not hopeless, "sweet spirits" that need to be set up on blind dates or join dating websites because we don't have a husband yet. Sometimes, we have something else in store for us before we get married or maybe that guy is busy at the moment. Sometimes, we just need to be patient and not give up hope. You're not a freak or hopeless just because you're not married a 21.

Okay, I hope that those who read this post don't find offense in anything written. It's not supposed to be offensive or shallow or make me and Michelle seem like we're ditzes who just want a hot guy (not opposed to the idea of a hot guy but looks aren't everything).

So, I hope it isn't taken negatively. It's just the thoughts of a single girl living in a world where getting married is everything.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Stupid Girls Being Stupid

Girls are stupid. Yes, I include myself. Also, this is very general. I'm not saying that every girl in the world is stupid... because they're not.

I guess I should start over. Fictional Girls are Stupid. I talk about fiction a lot, don't I? (Maybe my next blog should be called "A Real Life Girl Living in a Fictional World." Hmm... that has a nice ring to it.)


I was reading a book. And I realized a pattern in a lot of books I read. Girls are stupid. And they always doubt themselves and they doubt affections/feelings of the guy involved. The thing with the guys in these books is that they're usually very sincere. Just because they don't come right out and say "I like you" it gives the girl the license to torture the readers as they lament their life.

Take for example this book I've read several time. The main character spends the entire book crying because the man in her life doesn't love her. When in fact, he really does. He just isn't confident enough to say it out loud. But his actions speak louder than words. But the girl just keeps crying. (There are other elements to the book that have caused me to read it more than once. This is just an example of a stupid girl.)

Let's go more specific.

Somewhere along the line, I realized that my love for ABC's CASTLE has surpassed my love for FOX's BONES.

So I've been a little crazy about CASTLE.

And that's what we're going to talk about. Stupid Girls on CASTLE.

Enter Kate Beckett. The ultimate Stupid Girl. I mean, who would pass up on Richard Castle. Here is this rich and famous, attractive writer who is following her around and she is perpetually annoyed with him. I'm not saying the Castle is perfect. He's arrogant, a little reckless, and totally in her face. But he also likes her. A lot. And he doesn't necessarily hide it, at least in the beginning. Of course, in the beginning, it was more of the conquest of Beckett than of undying, eternal love. *snicker*

But somewhere along the way, Castle's feelings did change into something deeper. And Beckett was still perpetually annoyed at him. (I know that this is not necessarily "Beckett's" fault because she is at the mercy of writers.) Underneath the perpetual annoyance, is (hopefully) something deeper... like love.

However, she's being stupid about it.

Why do girls have to be so stupid? If you're being chased by a boy that you like and he likes you... why do you push him away? Why do you burst into tears just because he flirts with you but doesn't say "I love you." Boys are scaredy cats too! We expect them to be strong and confident but it's scary to put your heart on the line, especially to a stupid girl who spends so much time pushing you away because she's scared too.

Love isn't supposed to be easy... but Stupid Girls certainly make it harder than it needs to be.

*Deep breath*

Okay, I just wanted to rant a little. And I've done that. Again, I want to include myself in the Stupid Girl category. However, I am at a point in my life where I can just stand outside the box and look in and see that I'm being stupid.

I don't give up hope. We'll all meet that special someone who vanquishes that Stupid Girl inside us all. That keeps me going on.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Friday, April 20, 2012

Two Weeks Notice

The thing about giving your two weeks notice to your employer is that you have to wait two whole weeks to be free. And they are the longest two weeks of your life. I'm struggling to keep a positive attitude. It's hard to get out of bed (I have to leave the house by 6:20). Granted, when I get there, I can usually keep busy but I'm SO SICK OF FACING! Every shift I have to go along and face the aisle. Gah!

But the good news is that I only have five more shifts left. And the people I work with are good people and I'm going to miss them. I'm not going to miss the job. And I'm not coming back after the mission. I get to get a "grown up" job when I come home. On account of my degree. Woot!

The end is in sight. And I have just a few more weeks until I'm on my mission. I so desperately want it to come... but scared of it. In a good way.

Okay, my rant is over.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Dear Boys: Dear Fiction

Here's another Dear Boys post directed to some fictional boys. Enjoy!

Dear Special Agent Seeley Booth,
I'd marry you if you asked me. 

Dear Richard Castle,
I wouldn't make you chase me quite so hard.

Dear Chuck Bartowski,
If the Buy More was real, I'd travel back in time and get to you before the spies (aka Sarah Walker) do. You don't have to be a spy to win my heart. I love you for your Nerd Herd, video-gaming self.

Dear Dr. Jack Hodgins,
You're too good for her.

Dear Han Solo,
You can smuggle me any time. *hint hint wink wink*

Dear Edward Cullen,
Book Version: You are the epitome of a perfect gentleman. I'd marry you.
Movie Version: You are so-so. I confess that you seem to get better with a little age.

Dear Jacob Black,
Book Version: You're a little whiny. She didn't pick you. Just walk away.
Movie Version: You're hot. Both literally and figuratively. I'll take you.

Peeta Mellark,
I picked you from the start.

Dear Angel,

You were my first vampire love. What's better than a brooding vampire with a soul? A vampire that does NOT sparkle.


Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Monday, April 9, 2012

Writers: Why I Hate Them

I don't really hate writers or else I'd hate myself. And I don't hate myself. Or other writers. It's just... well, we writers are a manipulative sort, aren't we?

Before I go any further, let me explain. The other day, I was chatting with my friend, Michelle about some of our favorite television programs (Castle, Bones... are there any other shows out there? Just kidding!) But we were talking about these two in particular. There had been a new development on the show, Castle, and Michelle is really one of the only people I can hash it out with. So we were talking about it and what we thought may or may not happen to the characters and the topic got switched to the hiatus of BONES. Then the characters of BONES. We both agreed that the writers always seemed mess things up... more specifically how the character of Dr. Brennan would know something one episode and then be completely clueless the next. Quite annoying.

That's when we both sort of sighed and said, "I hate writers." at the same time.

 It's not that we really hate writers. We just don't like the manipulation of characters that happen on our favorite shows. What are writers other than manipulators of characters. Whether in tv shows or novels, writers are the ones pulling the strings. They make the characters, the setting, the language, everything that exists in the world they create. And we, the viewers or the readers, are at their mercy.

Whats the worst of it all is that we take it. We take the random character changes, the continuity issues, the manipulation of our emotions.  We just shrug and say to ourselves, "It's the writers", or "the character would act like that in the situation", or other such things. It's not true though.

But what are we going to do? Demand that the writers know everything about their fictional characters and make sure that they do everything the way they are "supposed" to. It's a fictional world they have created. And they are the creators, they can do whatever the heck they want.

I don't like being manipulated. But I do like being entertained. And what are writers, especially TV writers, if not entertainers... well not the actual entertainers so much as the ones behind the scripts making the entertainers entertaining.

And I know, we'll all keep taking it. Because we like the show, the characters, the actors, the story. Whatever the reason, most of us will keep holding on, hoping that this episode with stay true to the story and the characters. That this will be the episode that blows our minds.

Or maybe that's just me. But I'm all about the hope of a happy ending... even with writers running the show.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic.

Potter Meets Skywalker

I sort of have an obsessive personality.  But you probably already know this. When I get stuck on something, I tend to be stuck until the next thing can come along and distract me. Sometimes my obsessions cross paths and then it becomes a big old mess. I'm sure you're shaking your head, wondering what the crazy I'm talking about.

Let me get to the point. I went a little wonky in the head and started comparing Harry Potter to Star Wars (the original three) during a Star Wars marathon with my friend, Michelle. It wasn't an intentional plan, to look for similarities. It just happened. And the more we watched, the more I thought it was funny that it actually seemed to work. There are many similarities between the two shows/sets of characters.

Shall we proceed to the comparisons? It's not extensive but still interesting... to me at least.

Luke Skywalker and Harry Potter 

They are both orphans who are given a "mission" of sorts. They are surrounded by friends, more like plucky sidekicks, who love and support them. They both possess either magical or... "The Force" abilities. They both defeat the bad guy in the end.

Princess Leia and Hermione Granger

Both are smart, pretty (at least in the movie version of HP), and good at what they do. Both women
put their lives, careers/school work on the line to help the hero accomplish what he needs to.

Han Solo and Ron Weasley

Both are pretty skeptical but become loyal to the hero. They also both get the girl in the end. That's about where the similarities end.

Dumbledore and Obi-Wan Kenobi/Yoda

They are the mentors to the hero. They all die at some point in the hero's journey to defeating the bad guy. They are all old. 

Darth Vader and Lord Voldemort

 The bad guy. Gets defeated.

Darth Vader and Professor Severus Snape

A good guy who went bad but then came back to the good side (eventually).

There you go. It wasn't as awesome as I planned it to be but that's okay.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Harry Potter and the Love Story of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger

I watched, for the first time, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part Two, a few weeks ago. This, in turn, caused me to spiral out of control and have a Harry Potter movie marathon. You know me, I have an obsessive personality... at least when it comes to fiction.

Just a couple of my thoughts about Deathly Hallows Part Two [SPOILER ALERT FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT SEEN THE MOVIE OR READ THE BOOK]:

  1. I confess to crying when Professor Snape died. And even more so when Harry saw Snape's memories in the penseive. We finally learn that Snape actually came to care for Harry even when treating him horribly. Even more, he protected Harry all through out his (Harry) life. And the only one who knew was Dumbledore!
  2. I absolutely loved that Neville (the boy who turned into a hottie) Longbottom was the one to kill Nagini (the snake). Harry killed Voldemort but Neville is the one to kill the snake with the Sword of Gryfindor. Go Neville!
  3. And just because I can't resist...

Moving on!

My discussion today will come directly from the movies as I don't really remember the exact details from the book. (Been awhile since I've read them.)

Alright, here we go.

After watching all eight movies pretty much in the span of five days, I came to realize something very interesting. Poor Harry has a tough life but he's surrounded by fantastic friends who love him and he loves them. Speaking of Ron and Hermione... their relationship is full of sparks from the beginning.

And that, my friends, is my focus. Ron and Hermione. (Come on, did you really think that this was going to be about Harry Potter. The boy already has a big head from being "the Chosen One". Besides, I'm the Hopeless Romantic. I focus on the gooey love stuff.)

Freshly Mowed Grass, New Parchment, and Spearmint... Toothpaste.

"It's the most powerful love potion in the world. It's takes the scent of that which the user finds attractive. For example, I smell freshly mowed grass, new parchment and spearmint... toothpaste." (Hermione in The Half-Blood Prince) 

This is the moment, I think, that Hermione finally acknowledges that she has deeper feelings for Ron than just friendship. As a girl, she is predisposed to being more aware of her emotions. However, before now, she was young and unfamiliar with the world of love and relationship. (I know that there are other instances where we, the audience, can see that Ron and Hermione are mad about each other. I will address them at a later point.)

I have heard The Half-Blood Prince (movie #6) referred to as The Young and the Restless, the teenage years. I laugh at this comment because isn't that how teenagers are... dramatic and caught up in relationships and feelings of love? Just because Harry, Ron, and Hermione have had their fair share of dangerous adventures doesn't mean they're not immune to being teenagers with hormones.

We see that Harry and Hermione grow closer, but just as friends- despite Professor Dumbledore's query to Harry about his relationship with "Miss Granger", due to their unrequited love. Hermione likes Ron who is now in a snogging relationship with Lavender. Harry suddenly realizes the attractiveness of Ron's sister, Ginny. (Pretty brave of Harry to go after his best friend's younger sister. But after all, Harry is the chosen one...)

Hermione doesn't seem in a hurry to embrace or act upon her new-found feelings for one of her best friends. Maybe she's not entirely aware of her feelings? Or she just doesn't know what to do? She seems pretty content on remaining friends for the time being... until Lavender enters the picture. (Snogging ho!) It's a pretty common formula: person of interest + new romantic interest = realization of hidden feelings/jealousy.

And who does Hermione turn to in her time of broken hearted-ness? None other than the Chosen One himself, Harry Potter. I think this is when Harry and Hermione's relationship goes into something deeper than just "best friends". I don't know of a word that describes friends who are past just friends but in a non-romantic way. That's how I see Harry and Hermione's friendship though. It's more than just friends... in a non-romantic way. Hermione confesses to Harry that she feels something for Ron and confesses that she now understands how he, Harry, feels.

As Charlie Brown says, "Nothing takes the taste out of Peanut Butter quite like unrequited love." I'm not sure if they have peanut butter in the wizarding world but unrequited love can put quite a strain on a friendship. Harry and Hermione grow together and Ron snogs with Lavender but they're still friends and battling evil.

And then Ron gets poisoned... Apparently the best way to break up with a now unwanted girlfriend is to mumble another girl's name in the midst of a drug induced slumber. That's the end of Lavender. And Hermione got to stay at Ron's side. As Ginny tells to Harry, "It's about time." (He has not memory of this later which throws poor Hermione off. Also, I love how she tells him that he broke up with Lavender- so funny.) However, that is not the end of the line for our star crossed would-be-lovers.

But it certainly is a huge step forward.

Good Skin

I think there has always been a current of awareness flowing between Ron and Hermione. In the beginning, they were just too young to know what it was. As they got older, they pushed each other into the Friend Zone because they didn't know what else to do. Then Hermione finally realized that she had deeper feelings for Ron than just friends. (Hopefully you've read the previous section.)

So now Harry knows and Hermione knows. The only one missing it is Ron. Which is to be expected. He is a boy after all. They tend to not notice important things like when one of their best friends (Hermione obviously) is in love with them. However, Ron has feelings for Hermione as well.

Evidence is found when he has a conversation with Harry about good skin. Apparently Ginny has good skin, according to Harry. Ron doesn't get the good skin thing... until he applies it to someone other than his baby sister. "Hermione has good skin."

It turns out that Ron is the jealous type. And jealous of a girl he doesn't even claim for his own. There's the Yule Ball incident in Goblet of Fire. Hermione shows up looking beautiful with a very attractive date and Ron is not happy. But I betcha, he doesn't know why he's unhappy. His reason to Hermione is that she's "fraternizing with the enemy." Well, Ron if you want her, you gotta ask her yourself. Hermione pretty much tells him the same thing. I think she should have slugged him in the face... boys can be pretty dense. 

In Deathly Hallows part one, we see a darker side to Ron's jealousy. As I said before, Harry and Hermione have a deeper relationship than just best friends in a very platonic way. I think outsiders often misconstrued the relationship for something romantic. Ron did. It didn't help that the Horcrux around his neck affected him like the Ring did Gollum, Bilbo Baggins, and Frodo Baggins.

Ron confronts his friends and ends up leaving despite Hermione's desperate pleas that he stays. If he weren't out of his head, I think he would have realized then that Hermione felt something infinitely more romantic for him then for Harry. (Or maybe that's me wishing.)

After Ron leaves, Hermione is miserable. Something that Harry understands. And when Ron comes back, Hermione is just mad. Understandably so. Stupid boy broke her heart and made her worry. Grr! Don't worry, she forgives him eventually. Ron knows that he screwed up and starts grovelling to get back to her good side.

So now Hermione knows that she loves Ron. And Ron knows that he loves Hermione. And Harry knows that Hermione loves Ron and Ron loves Hermione but neither have told each other. So he's stuck between them... as per usual. But at this point, they have other things to worry about. Such as getting all the Horcruxes and defeating Voldemort. 

That doesn't necessarily make them, Ron and Hermione, forget about the sparks between them. Unlike most teenagers, they aren't able to spend time flirting and having fun. They're too busy trying to stay alive and kill an evil wizard. Besides, Ron and Hermione's relationship has always been different. They're the kind of couple that isn't all cute and flirty. Rather they are cute and bickery. Always on each others case. It's just reeks of UST (Unrequited Sexual Tension). Their whole relationship drips with bickery UST. I personally, love relationships like that: Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett from Pride and Prejudice; Booth and Brennan from BONES; Castle and Beckett from CASTLE; Veronica Mars and Logan Echolls from Veronica Mars; Han Solo and Princess Leia from Star Wars. (To name a few.)

In the conclusion of the movies, Deathly Hallows part two, comes the culmination of Ron and Hermione's relationship. They finally acknowledge that they love each other in the form of a kiss after a particularly harrowing near death experience in the Chamber of Secrets. FINALLY! We don't really get to see what their new relationship status ends up being like because it's the last movie, the end of an era. I like to think that it's pretty much the same as before. Bickery with more snogging and hand-holding. I don't think they change just because they're finally together. But that's just me. :)

Always the Tone of Surprise

Some signs that Ron and Hermione are destined...

  • Ron's instant dislike of Hermione (Sorcerer's Stone)
  • Discomfort touching each other- Hugging in Chamber of Secrets, Hand touching in Prisoner of Azkaban
  • Hermione turning to Ron and not Harry when Buckbeak dies (Prisoner of Azkaban)
  • Fight at Yule Ball about "fraternizing with the enemy" (Goblet of Fire)
  • Hermione confesses to Harry about Ron/Expresses Jealousy (Half-Blood Prince)
  • Ron likes Hermione's skin (Half-Blood Prince)
  • Ron touching Hermione's face to "wipe something off" (Half-Blood Prince & Deathly Hallows part 1)
  • Hermione's desperation to keep Ron with them when searching for Horcruxes (Deathly Hallows part 1)
  • Ron's jealousy about Harry and Hermione's relationship (Deathly Hallows part 1)
  • Constant "Brilliants" exchanged between the two (Deathly Hallows parts 1 & 2)
  • Hermione's constant worry over Ron's well-being- especially at the beginning of Deathly Hallows part 1 when Ron pretends to be Harry. (Deathly Hallows part 1 & 2)
  • "Always the tone of surprise." Flirting between them. (Deathly Hallows part 1)
  • Constant bickering (Sorcerer's Stone through Deathly Hallows part 2)
  • Kiss exchanged after a near death experience in the Chamber of Secrets (Deathly Hallows part 2)
I know that I missed a lot of Ron and Hermione moments. But these are just some of the signs I thought of off the top of my head.

Harry and Ginny

I watched a portion of Half-Blood Prince with my younger brother who has not read any of the books and he made a comment that made me think. He told me that he didn't like the romantic relationship between Harry and Ginny because it came out of nowhere. One minute they're sort of friends- more like Ginny is Harry's best friend's little sister- and the next they're snogging in the Room of Requirement.

In the books, it's not quite so sudden. I feel like they didn't do an effective job in the movies making it seem natural for Harry and Ginny to be romantical. I understand that when making movies, you have to change things and cut things out but seriously!

Also, their relationship is SO awkward. Shoe-tying. Weird, awkward hugs. Random chasing after Death Eaters together. Zipping up dresses. It's just so awkward. Maybe the actors didn't have good chemistry and it showed on screen. Whatever it is, the relationship between Harry and Ginny isn't as near as tantalizing as it is with Ron and Hermione.

But maybe that's just my own opinion.

Sorry about the length of the post but I had a lot to say on the subject of Ron and Hermione. I encourage you to watch the movies to get the full affect of their relationship. It's awesome. (You can read the books too, if you'd like.)

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

P.S. I have one more Harry Potter themed post coming up. It's a lot shorter than this one and it has all sorts of awesome comparisons of Harry Potter characters to Star Wars (the original trilogy, of course) characters. Exciting huh? Promise this is my last Harry Potter post. :)

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Dear Boys: Love The Hopeless Romantic

My friend, Michelle, introduced me to this cool blog a few weeks ago. I enjoy this blogger's style and every week she has a "dear boys" post where she writes to boys in her life using code names so no one's identity is revealed. 

It seems pretty fun and she encourages others to participate so I finally decided to give it a try.

Here we go.
Dear Four-chachos,
Miss watching movies with you.

Your friend,

Dear Beautiful Arms,
Remember when you blushed when I complimented your arms.
Sorry I gave up on you.
I still love your beautiful arms.


Dear 45 Minutes,

If you had just asked, I would have gone out with you.
You missed your chance.
Here's to hoping you find someone else to spend 45 minutes with.


Dear Horton,

I'm glad you got married.
Please stay out of my dreams.

Wishing you all the best,

Dear Elder,

I'm too old for you otherwise I would have chased you.
I'm envious of the girl that gets to hold your hand for the rest of eternity.
Good luck on the rest of your mission.


Dear Zachary Levi,
If you would convert, there are two very eager girls in Utah who would fight to marry you.

Always your number one fan,

Dear Jim Halpert,

Dump Pam Beesley.
Marry Me.

Willing and Available,

Dear Nathan Fillion,

Let's just forget the 20 year age difference.
I'm willing to have your Canadian babies.
Think about it.

Just a little hopeless,

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Monday, March 5, 2012

The Hopeless Shipper

The problem with being a shipper is that suddenly a perfectly entertaining show becomes about the relationship that could be. Every little secret glance, every shared look, a simple brush of a hand. It's torture. Even worse, it's self-inflicted torture.

And the people running the shows know it. They know that hopeless romantics like me will salivate all over shows that are dripping with the classic "Will they or Won't they?" story line. And I fall for it EVERY time! Gah!

And now that I'm done with school and just working, I have a lot of time to kill. Which means that I have time to sit on my butt and watch TV. (And believe me, I do.) Which, in turn, means that I have a lot of time to get invested in these fictional relationships.

Sometimes it's exhausting. Sometimes it means that people judge me because I'm too invested. And sometimes it means that I watch a show just for the relationship.

I'm hopeless.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic Shipper

Friday, February 24, 2012

The Work Pants Conundrum

I work in a grocery store. I've been there for the past four years. Before that I worked at my local Wendy's. Do you know what these two things have in common? Okay, I'll tell you even if you guessed it.

They both require pants. (Everywhere requires pants but I promise I have a point.) More specifically they require "work" pants. For Wendy's it was black pants (like Dickies) and for the grocery store it requires khaki, navy blue, or black pants that aren't jeans (also much like Dickies).

I'm not a big clothes shopper to begin with but forking out money for work pants seems to be a HUGE issue for me. I don't know why. I'll spend more time in my work pants than in my jeans. But I just have a problem "justifying" spending money on pants for work. In my mind, I should only spend like 20 bucks on pants even though I have specific requirements for my pants (they have to cover the top of my shoes!).

Oh and to make it worse, I have issues buying clothes from the DI. I'm a bit of snob but I'm trying to humble myself. (It hasn't worked thus far.) So I have to resign myself to going to the store and finding pants that cost just a smidge more than $20. (I also have issues with Walmart clothes- don't ask me why because I really don't know the answer.)

It takes me a long time to acknowledge that I need to get new work pants. When I worked at Wendy's I had three pairs the entire time I worked there and I worked there for a year and a half! And I hated my pants!! They were horrible. And when you hate your work pants, your attitude about work isn't going to be the greatest- I speak from experience.

Yesterday, I finally went to Old Navy (I love that store for some reason) and got a pair of pants. I tried them on and they met my approval. (They cover the tops of my shoes.)

So why is it so hard to buy work pants or clothes or uniforms? We'll spend a good portion of our time wearing these clothes so why don't we/I feel comfortable enough to spend money on them so we'll feel good at work? If you feel good in your work clothes, you're more likely to feel good at work. (This isn't true every time but I think it has a positive effect on your attitude to a degree.)

Okay, my little pants rant (ha ha ha) is over.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Can I have this dance?

You wanna know how I spent my Superbowl Sunday? I admit that I'm a little embarrassed to confess it. But I'm going to anyway.

I was home alone and I had the TV all to myself. Did I watch the Superbowl? ...bahahahahahah! Do I seem the kind of girl who would watch the Superbowl if she didn't have to? *singsongvoice* I don't think so.

So guess what I did watch? *clearsthroatsandstaresatwallsheepishly* I watched ALL three High School Musical movies on Disney channel. I admit to feeling a bit like a 13 year old. But that's okay because I was home alone and no one was there to judge me! Like you are probably doing right now...

Guess what I discovered upon watching these three movies. Besides the fact that Disney Channel has gone down hill since I was a kid. First off, I learned that Zac Efron got buffer with each movie... and I love him his arms. He has, at least in the second and third movies, fantastic biceps. And you know how I feel about biceps/arms. ;) Second, if I was a parent, I would totally let my daughters watch these movies!

And here's why: there are very few movies that can have a sweet love story without any sex/mention of sex/references to sex that are rated G and not cartoon. Even more, a movie about high schoolers without drugs and sex and all sorts of bad stuff. These movies have the love story, positive friendships, and a message about learning to be yourself despite peer pressure. I admit, High School Musical is just a smidge corny and dorky but it's clean and has a good message... in each movie. Plus, who doesn't like musicals? (I know several people who don't like musicals but the question is meant to be rhetorical.)

That is what I did on Sunday. And I will also admit that I've had songs from the movies running through my head for the last few days. I love musicals! Even if they are dorky ones about high schoolers who sing. :)

Good thing I'm a dork who likes corny movies and music and such.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Friday, January 27, 2012

The Princess and The Smuggler

I've been watching Star Wars for the last couple of days. (I keep falling asleep so I have to continue the movie the next day- I fall asleep, not because I'm bored but because it's late when I watch them.) And by Star Wars I mean Episodes 4, 5, and 6 because I've never been a fan of the first three episodes. Plus, I love Han Solo and Star Wars without Han Solo is a SIN!

Anyway... One of my favorite parts about the original Star Wars is the whole Han Solo/Princess Leia UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension). Not that it's completely unresolved. Okay maybe we should say the ST. The first movie has them at odds with each other but you know they (or at least Han Solo) like are attracted to each other. And Luke... oh Luke probably needs to see a therapist after the last movie when he finds out that he's been attracted to his own twin sister. GA-ROSS!!

So the first movie has you thinking that it's going to be some kind of love triangle between Han Solo, Leia, and Luke. But there just isn't any chemistry between Luke and Leia- not that there should be on account of their being siblings. (*shudders*) But there is definite chemistry between Han Solo and Leia. She spends the whole time they're rescuing her from the evil clutches of Darth Vadar putting him down... that could have been the stress of the moment and the unplanniness of their (Han and Luke) rescue plan.

In the second movie, The Empire Strikes Back, the chemistry is compounded. It's almost tangible. Leia can barely stand to look at Han Solo, not because he disgusts her but because she is SO attracted to the "Scruffy looking nerf herder". But I doubt even she realizes the extent of her attraction at this point. Of course, someone as soundrel-ious as Han Solo knows that she likes him. And he likes her although I don't think he was planning on acting upon his feelings (at this point). He is wanted by a bad guy (Jabba the Hutt) at this point. His life is already all sorts of complicated.

Plus, she's a princess and he's a smuggler. They're all sorts of wrong for each other... or are they? *wink, wink*

But of course, halfway through the second movie, they kiss- stupid droid ruins it!- and I think they both acknowledge their feeling even if they don't express them. Even better! Their relationship doesn't change. They still bicker and snark (kindly-ish) at each other.

Han is a little possessive of her when another charming scoundrel, Lando Calrission, sets his sights on the pretty princess. I love how he takes Leia's hand from Lando's and pulls her away from the other man. Lando gets the message although he doesn't stop trying to charm her.

We come to the moment when Han Solo is led to the Carbon Freezing chamber. They share a passionate kiss before he is brutally tugged away.

"I love you!" Leia declares for all to hear.

And in his moment of awesomeness, all Han says is (just a smidge smugly if I may point out) "I know."

There it is!! They've finally acknowledged their feelings. Or more accurately, Princess Leia has acknowledged her feelings. Maybe Han Solo already knew his feelings... Yeah, I'm thinking he did. He's just enough of a scoundrel to know when he's fallen for a girl. And he's just enough of a scoundrel to not say it outloud- meaning the lack of his own confessions of love. (Despite this, we still love him for the scoundrel that he is!)

I've never before made the connection between Princess Leia and her mother... whatever her name is. Perhaps it is because I don't care much for the first three episodes of this series? Anyway, her mother, *runstogoogletolookup* Padme, falls in love with a guy most unsuitable for her station, Anakin Skywalker- who is also younger than her but I don't remember how much. Anyway, Anakin is training to be a Jedi Knight and she, Padme, is some kind of government official or something. They aren't what you'd call a "match made in fictional heaven". But they love each other and secretly marry and have children together. (Okay so Anakin goes to the Dark side in the midst of this and learns only of his son, Luke, and not his daughter, Leia, but you get the story.)

Like mother, like daughter. Leia has fallen in love with someone who is beneath her station. Of course, at this point in the history of the galaxy, it's not so scandalous because it's just a princess of a now blown up planet and a wanted smuggler. It's not against the rules or anything.

Okay, so Han Solo and Leia have now acknowledge their love for each other. That doesn't mean they don't still bicker and get angry and what-have-you. It shows you that even people from two different walks of life can make it. It won't be easy- and it's not for Han or Leia. However, to them, it's worth the fight.

I hope that one day, I can find a relationship like that. One that is worth the fight.

Until then, I'm content to watch The Princess and The Smuggler find happy ever afters as they fight the evil Empire and conquer the world.

Until Next Time,

 The Hopeless Romantic

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

What is in a Name?

[NOTE: Thanks to Michelle for her input on this topic. As always, I'm glad you're around.]

Sometimes I think about starting a separate blog for my TV posts... but I'm too lazy. That means everything is going to stay the same. :)

Okay, today's post is centered around ABC's Castle. And, as the title states, we're going to be discussing names. More specifically, we're going to be discussing the use of certain surnames as opposed first names.

Why is it that on all cop shows it's normal to call everyone by their last name?  BONES: Booth and Brennan. Law & Order Criminal Intent: Goren and Eames. Criminal Minds: Hotch[ner], Prentiss, Morgan, Garcia... Castle: Beckett, Esposito, Ryan... Castle. You get my point? 

Michelle has an answer (not to this exact question but I felt this was fitting for our current question):

"The names that we use when speaking to people define the relationships that we have with them. In school, we refer to our teachers by their titles: Mr, Mrs, etc. in K-12, and Professor or Dr in college. Using titles, rather than referring to our instructors by their first names, is a symbol of respect between student and teacher. It also draws the line that clearly says, “I understand that you are in charge and that I am your subordinate”.  This extends to other titles (i.e. Detective Beckett), and distances us from becoming equals, like the friends we meet on the playground in grade school."

[SPOILER ALERT!] Castle (the character) announced his "undying affliction" for Beckett... okay so he told her he loved her as she lay dying in his arms. If you've been paying attention, you'll know that she didn't actually die. And she "doesn't remember anything". *coughliarliarplantsforhirecough*

Ever since the season three finale, (the episode where Castle confesses his love) name dropping has been happening at a rapid rate. In the first three seasons, we hear Beckett call Castle "Rick" like twice and we hear Castle call Beckett "Kate" like five times. (Just so you know, I didn't sit down and count- these are all hypothetical numbers.) Then in Knockout (3:24) suddenly the name dropping is EVERYWHERE. Mostly on the part of Castle. He is very worried for Beckett and it seems to drive the seriousness of the situation when he calls her "Kate". In a particularly tense scene, Castle questions their relationship and Beckett gets upset and calls him "Rick". Which is very rare. I think it threw Castle for a loop when she threw out his name so angrily (and casually).
So what is in the power of a name? There is a certain intimacy in a person's name, first or full. (Example of full: like when you get in trouble with your mom and you get called by your full name.) As for Castle, when a character who is only referred to by their surname gets called by their first name, it creates an intimacy (not necessarily sexual) that seems absent from before. An example is when partners Esposito and Ryan call each other by their first name- usually it's in a high intensity moment for one or both the characters- there is an intimacy, a friendship, an bond that was seemingly absent from before when they were just "Esposito" and "Ryan".

That's not to say that the bond, the intimacy, isn't there to begin with. Continuing with Ryan and Esposito, they are friends as well as partners. With Castle and Beckett, they are partners, friends, and whatever else they are (a question posed in Knockout in that aforemention tense scene). But the intimacy is made known/acknowledged/heightened by the use of their first name.

I'm not entirely sure where this post is going aside from the point I was trying to make that names are important and intimate. Also, I LOVE it when Castle calls Beckett "Kate" BUT I love it even more when Beckett calls Castle "Rick". The reason being that it's more rare for Beckett to call Castle by his first name than the vice versa.

Okay. So I think I've accomplished what I sort of set out to say on this topic. Basically, I love when Beckett and Castle call each other by their first names because it seems to intensify their relationship/the situation.

As usual, I always wonder if my posts make sense but then I realize that sometimes (most of the time) these posts are more for me than for you.

Oh! And before I leave, let me get you excited for February 6th noir-esque episode entitled "The Blue Butterfly" with this...

Love Nathan Fillion's hair like this!!

A Noir-ish Castle. Yes, please!

She's clutching at his arm!
Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. :) I got the pictures from and there are more on that site if you're interested. I was!

Until Next Time,

 The Hopeless Romantic

Friday, January 20, 2012

Call Me Baby, Baby

If you've ever read this blog before, you know that I have a propensity for falling in love with Fictional Men. Ha ha. I'm sure you're rolling your eyes and nodding. Of course I fall in love with Fictional Men. That is who I am! :)

Today my Fictional Man Lover *snicker* is Chuck Bartowski. This comes from finally finishing season four of the series Chuck. The last disc was particularly... drool worthy... in my opinion. Fierce Chuck is a sight to behold and I couldn't help but fall just a little deeper and harder in love with him.

I know. I'm a little hopeless! But come on! This is all I have.
Call Me Baby, Baby

So basically, the last few episodes of season four were of an extra attractive, fierce Chuck who called Sarah "Baby". Only a certain kind of man can call a woman "Baby" without sounding condescending. Personally, I think Chuck/Zachary Levi is one of those men. Or I'm just biased.

Anyway, I was watching these episodes and I just couldn't help thinking, "You can call me baby anytime." Of course, this will never happen because... well just because. But hey, a girl can dream can't she?! Imagine this: Chuck calls me you "Baby" and then smiles his little half smile and you swoon into his arms determined to stay there forever...

...Where was I?

Oh! And this makes me think of the song "Kandi" by One Eskimo that I discovered on the season 5 finale of Bones. Which I'm going to share because I feel like it.

The moral of this post is that Chuck Bartowski (or Zachary Levi) can call me Baby anytime. :)
Yes, Please!

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Friday, January 13, 2012

To Watch or To Read; That is the Question

I watched Iron Man today. I truly believe that Iron Man was Robert Downey jr.'s renaissance. But that's not the point of this post... unfortunately. Today, I would like to discuss how movies that are based upon books and/or comic books make me want read the books or comic books. Usually, if you see the movie first, you don't like the book and if you read the book first you don't like the movie. This conundrum is exactly why I don't normally do both. If I've read the book, I'm less likely to see the movie because I don't want to be disappointed. When I watch the movie, I don't want to take the time to read the book because 1) the books are longer 2) the movie could be radically different than book and 3) I'm too lazy.

The reason behind my thoughts is because when I watch Iron Man there is a part of me that suddenly has the urge to read a comic book. But I know that I'll be disappointed. Mostly because in the comic books, Iron Man/Tony Stark aren't Robert Downey jr. and I love like him. Would Iron Man be the same in comic book format?

I can just imagine those die-hard comic book readers *coughSheldonCoopercough* who would be rising up in protest to argue with me. I'm not trying to start an argument with these people. For me, the question is simply that... a question. I've never really read a comic book before so I don't have any background.

Also, I'm afraid that if I read a comic book based on a something I've seen that I'll spend the whole time imagining the main character as the character is portrayed in the movie. It's causes me to pause and then I don't ever read the book and I just watch the movies... or vice versus.

Once again, I've written a post that I'm not entirely sure makes sense to anyone but me. Hmm... maybe next time I'll think about it more before just writing my thoughts as I think them.


Just something to get you through the night. ;)
Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Doesn't anyone love Booth?

I was driving home from work the other day (I have 30 minute commute these days) when I started thinking about BONES. Now I'm sure there are some of you out there who are rolling your eyes and asking, "When do you not think about BONES?" My answer is this: I haven't had too much time to think about BONES as well with the fact that the hiatus has sort of taken away my BONES- centricisms. (Does that even make sense? Oh well!)

But back to the point at hand. I was thinking about BONES, more specifically last season (season six) when Seeley Booth proposed to his live-in girlfriend, Hannah. And Hannah turned him down flat with the excuse "I'm not the marrying kind." (This is paraphrased, of course.)

When this episode first aired (The Daredevil in the Mold), I will admit that I shed a couple of tears for  the spurned FBI agent as he sat at the bar with his drink. My heart broke for him. All he wants is the American Dream: A wife, 2.3 kids, and a white picket fence. But every time he goes for it, the woman in question says no; they're not the marrying kind.
Can I give him a hug?
The first time Booth asked a woman to marry him, she was pregnant with his baby and she said no. This led him to believe that she didn't think he would be a good father (and maybe husband?). His pride and his heart was shot down but he was able to pick himself up and keep moving on.

Even after breaking his heart, they walk away arm in arm.
The second time Booth put his heart on the line (this wasn't a marriage proposal but I feel that it's important enough to include) he confessed that he could see 30, 40, 50 years with his partner Dr. Temperance Brennan. She said she couldn't do it. She couldn't love him the way he loved her (once again, paraphrasing and putting my own interpretation in). This led to a bit of strain in there relationship, both personal and professional. But they got over it... but not really because Brennan, the next season, realized she had feelings for Booth. Their personal relationship suffered but they kept up their professional relationship although there was still a hint of strain around the edges.

Third time is not the charm for our beautiful Seeley Booth. Hannah flat out said no and then expected everything to remain the same. Uh, is she daft?! The man just spent a fortune on a ring and when you say no, you expect him to let you stay in his apartment knowing the whole time that you don't want to be with him for the long haul?! Hannah really was stupid! She left Booth a broken man and we were forced to wait many episodes until we saw even a smidge of the Booth we fell in love with.

Okay, so I've explained, in a nutshell, the three [most important] different times Booth has been rejected. My thought, as I drove, was why did they all say no to someone as awesome as Booth? I know that if he had proposed (or confessed that he knew we would last 30, 40, or 50 years) that I would be doing a jig as I shouted "YES! Yes, yes! A thousand times yes!"

I remember after watching "The Daredevil in the Mold" that I asked the question on twitter "Doesn't anyone love Booth?" (Yes, just as this post is titled). The answer, I have decided, is that yes. Booth is loved. And I don't mean by the fangirls of BONES. He is loved by Rebecca, Hannah, and Brennan. They just didn't love him enough to marry him (or in Brennan's case, take the step over the Partner Line and be in a relationship with him.)

I just like this scene. It think it helps move their relationship forward-ish.
What I think is awesome is that, although he was bruised and heart-broken, Booth didn't completely give up on his idea of love. He took a hiatus from is, yes. I mean, he didn't immediately become an item with Brennan even though he was now single and he knew that she had deeper feelings than just a friend and a partner. He took time to let his heart/pride heal before he even took a step closer to her. That doesn't mean he was going to be the one to make the first move. Even in the episode "The Pain in the Heart" he had his gun trained on her for longer than necessary (as a way of protecting his heart maybe?) It took her urging to finally get him to put the gun away and comfort her. He had been burned too many times to take that kind of chance again.

I keep coming back to my original question. Doesn't anyone love Booth? Or maybe it should be: Why doesn't anyone love Booth enough to marry him? This could stem from my own background of living in Utah (the marriage capital of the world!). Marriage here is a big deal and I was raised knowing that one day I would get married and start a family. And in this day and age, marriage isn't that big of a deal. Even Booth has lived with women without marrying them (Hannah and Brennan). He has a child with Rebecca and is having another one with Brennan- still not married to either one. (Why would we want him to be married to Rebecca anyway- she's icky!) ;)

What a perfect picture of domesticity. :) Yes please!
I guess the fact that Booth still wants marriage is a good sign that he still has his American Dreams. The evidence is found in season seven, episode one: "The Memories in the Shallow Grave". He and Brennan have a conversation about marriage (despite the fact that Brennan claims that she doesn't believe in marriage... but then later in the series she does say that she hasn't found a good reason to get married so maybe the previous statement has changed in her mind?). I guess this gives me hope that one day, Booth and Brennan will one day reach the ultimate goal of [many] Utahns: MARRIAGE!

If a guy (or Booth) looked at me like this...
Ha ha ha. I didn't mean for this post to be all marriage-centric. My thoughts are marriage-centric (yet!). But my mind was focused on this on my way home and I thought it would be fun to try and explore it. I'm not sure if I succeeded but it was nice to write.

 Also, I thought I'd share the awesome pictures of David Boreanaz that I saw on Bones Theory today.
*drool* ...Uh what were we talking about again?

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic.

P.S. I forgot to reference my pictures. Thanks to Sarah and Bones Theory for the awesome pictures. It makes my life so much easier!

A Dog Person

I always considered myself a "dog person". And no, I don't mean half dog half person. I'm talking someone who prefers dogs to cats or turtles or rabbits. I like dogs. They're fun, friendly, and energetic. But... they also smell weird, they shed, and (if they live inside) they have to be let out to go to the bathroom- which can be quite burdensome. Oh and they have to be trained or else they act like a wild animal...

So I guess I like the idea of a dog. I like the idea of a pet that is excited to see you and that wants to cuddle with you and be your best friend. However... I'm a little bit lazy. I don't want the hassle of a dog. I don't want the shedding and the pooping and the weird dog smell.

If it came down to if, if I ended up be an "old maid", then I would most likely get a cat.

Here's my reasoning: cats don't need attention (most of the time), they go in the litterbox (which you have to clean but for me that hassle is less than letting the dog out), they pretty much keep to themselves, and they keep the mice at bay (most of the time). Okay... these reason seem pretty lame to me but I'm sticking with them.

I'm much like a cat. (Once again, not the half cat half human version.) I don't require much attention, I keep to myself, and I go to the bathroom in... well the bathroom. My only downfall is that I don't keep mice away.

What I'm trying to say is that I relate to cats more than dogs. So perhaps I'm not as much of a dog person as I've always thought I was.

That's not to say that I'm going to just get a cat. I'm merely saying that I'd most likely get a cat before I get a dog. Why this is worth blogging, I'm not sure. I just felt like exploring this topic... besides, it's been forever since I've blogged anyway.

Until Next Time,

The Hopeless Romantic.