La Rosa Knows

This weekend is going to be a big girl fest. And by that I mean I’ll be spending a lot of time with two of my best friends, Kristen and Gabby.

Right now our plans include getting dinner and watching movies on Friday, and doing the same thing Saturday (just outside) when we go to the Cemetery screening of “Edward Scissorhands.”

I was thinking about “girls night” and what this means to women. But more specifically, what it means to me. I know that it’s incredibly important. I feel like I actually need it, and when I don’t get quality time with my girls I become depressed, irritated, and gaze forlornly out of windows.

But why? I jive talk with them all day on g-chat (there goes my productivity), and text when I’m not online, so why do I need the face-to-face time?

Because I’m not a robot, okay? Because I need to see them and have a safe place to eat bad food and gossip and analyze every part of my life. They are my therapists, friends, and family all gobbled into one and it’s brilliant.

We also, stereotypically, focus on one thing only: men. Who we’re dating, what they’re doing wrong, why we hate them, why we love them, what they’re doing and what it means, what to respond with when they text, how to play coy, how to get a spark back, what it means when they say one thing then do another… The list of topics covered on men is endless and tiring and we can literally discuss it for hours.

Mostly it’s helpful, because you’re getting feedback from people you know and trust. And, if you’re like me, you can easily miss warning signs that should glow out at you like a Mack truck but for whatever reason don’t, and this is where Kristen and Gabby will point them out to me.

But sometimes it can be completely frustrating, because getting the truth is not always what you want to hear. Well, actually, hearing the truth is never what you want. Like, ever. Especially when you’re asking for someones opinion, because if you’re asking in the first place it means you’re unsure and those scales tipping into uncertainly are probably correct. It’s a bummer, and good friends will give it to you straight.

I get it though. I’m the same way; I love my friends and if anyone hurts them I will viciously attack. So, if I said that my boyfriend is beating me (he’s not, relax, I fell on a doorknob), they would promptly knock me unconscious and while in my unaware state they would drive to his house and suffocate him with a pillow.

God, I hope that doesn’t happen now. It’s going to be awkward to have this as a clue for the police on my blog.

A trailer for THE HUNGER GAMES movie is coming y'all!

The first preview of The Hunger Games will premiere on the MTV VMAs this Sunday.

Jennifer Lawrence, who stars as Katniss in the anticipated big-screen adaptation of Suzanne Collins’ books, will introduce the clip, which airs at 9 p.m. ET/PT.

The Lionsgate film hits theaters in March 2012.

I don’t know when I’ll have time to see these, but I’m thinking this weekend I might pick a afternoon and do some theater hopping.

Here we go (in no particular order):

CRAZY STUPID LOVE

THE HELP

FRIGHT NIGHT

Anyone have a recommendation of what to see first?

Alright witches, it’s officially one month until THE SECRET CIRCLE premieres on September 15th and I couldn’t be more excited!!

That being said, we should discuss some of the witchy woo (term c/o TheSecretCircle.net) that has been going on in the writers office.

I did something that is a bit foolish…

Let me just refresh for a moment: As some of you know ‘The Secret Circle’ writers office is haunted. Well, maybe haunted isn’t the right word. But we may have witches causing weird things around the office. Witches or ghosts or maybe some witch-ghost hybrid that will be turned into a TV series!

Either way, people around here are getting freaked out– myself included. So, I decided to take action and borrowed a book that one of our writers had on their shelf.

WICCA: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner

In that book I found a “Protective Chant for the Home,” and while I waffled about whether or not I should try it out… I finally did.

The chant goes a little something like this…

I am protected by your might, O gracious Goddess, day and night… Buy the book to read the rest of it.

In any event, I chanted it. I envisioned the triple circle of purple light like the book told me to and I chanted it in the office. I didn’t feel anything immediately, but I really tried to focus on the words and the image of a circle so that if any Goddess out there is listening they’ll hear me.

So, then, are we protected? I’m waiting to see if anything creepy continues to happen or how this spell might affect our office. I just hope the spell will help get rid of this spookiness!

No big shocker here.

Apparently during his closing testimony, Jeffs spent the 30 allotted minutes staring at each juror and finally the judge before saying, “I am at peace.”

It also came out that the man has 79 wives, 24 of which he married when they were under the age of 18.

I was on Deadline.com (no, I’m not the douche here), and saw this piece about Brett Ratner– the man who brought you such classics as Rush Hour, Rush Hour 2, and Rush Hour 3– and I read this little gem about how he’ll be producing next year’s Academy Awards ceremony.

Here’s my favorite quote from the Rat:

“And I thought I was being kicked out of Academy. I thought my maid had started bootlegging my Academy DVDs and I would be escorted out of the building and asked to relinquish my Academy cards.”

…

Anyone? Anyone??