Lindsey had cheer clinic Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and tried out on Thursday. She worked so hard all week, and we found out yesterday that she made it!
The fact that she had to tryout for something was really weird for me. It reminded me that they are no longer little kids; they are going into middle school and things get more difficult. Lindsey has danced for 7 years and cheered for 3, so I knew that she had experience, but I was prepared for her not to make it because there were like 120 girls trying out. (For 6th, 7th and 8th grade together.) Lindsey doesn't tumble, so I guess I thought that it might hold her back. Apparently jumps count just as much as tumbling, according to Lindsey. Still, Don is sending her to gymnastics this summer so she can get the basic cheer tumbling skills. He supports cheerleading more than I do because I cheered and it isn't something that I have been able to carry throughout my life. I've always regretted not playing tennis or doing something that I can keep up. You can always dance, but you can't always cheer. Lindsey says that she will always dance and she says that if she had to choose, she would always choose dance, but we are trying to give her both. She won't be able to be in company next year—that was my deal with her; she'll just have to take regular dance classes now that she's cheering for such a strict squad, but she is fine with it. We were lucky last year that the two didn't conflict, but that won't happen again. Also, I can't handle it. It was too much.
I am not knocking cheerleading by saying that Don supports it more than I do, and I am not saying that it didn't give me anything; I guess it gave me something. I was in yoga yesterday and a lady asked me how long I had been practicing. I said almost 2 years. She asked if I was a dancer or cheerleader and I said yes. She said "I knew you had to be!" I smiled and thanked her for being so sweet. It does give you flexibility, balance and coordination that seem to never go away. It also makes you less shy......not that I have ever had a problem with that. Ha ha.
I asked Lindsey if she was at all nervous when she tried out and she said no, just excited. She's so cute.
I have to get going....have to jump in the car to take her to dance.
boon \boon\, noun:
1. Something to be thankful for; blessing; benefit.
2. Something that is asked; a favor sought.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Flashback Friday-The Skating Rink
Remember the summers when all you did is swim until your eyes were clouded with chlorine and go to the skating rink? I almost always had a crush on a boy when I went skating. Didn't every little girl? Remember, they'd play a slow song and everyone would hold hands? Remember when holding someone's hand was such a big deal? It was to me anyway. Then there are some like my friend who lost his virginity at a skating rink......my kids don't really go to skate night very often.
First comes the skating rink, then dances.....ahhhh, dances. I loved dances in middle school....unless you're dancing to "American Pie" with someone that grosses you out. That song is like 11 minutes long! I haven't forgotten that unbearable 11 minutes from when I was 12.
You know what have to be a couple of the best love songs from the early 90's? End of the Road and Forever My Lady. That's right, Kellie. I know you're at work. Click the links below and crank up your computer monitor like I know you're going to. No one can hear you; sing as loud as you want! Who am I kidding; they are probably programmed on your Pandora channel.
This song is so good, I may have already written about it being awesome. I can't remember. It's so sweet. When I can't sleep at night without holding you tight.....awwwwww!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7aBGh9tJWg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WwS_-uNovK4
Have a great day! Here's your Word. Like you didn't know this one:
fugitive \FYOO-ji-tiv\, adjective:
1. Fleeting, transitory, elusive.
2. Having taken flight, or run away.
3. Changing color as a result of exposure to light and chemical substances present in the atmosphere, in other pigments, or in the medium.
4. Dealing with subjects of passing interest, as writings; ephemeral.
5. Wandering, roving, or vagabond.
First comes the skating rink, then dances.....ahhhh, dances. I loved dances in middle school....unless you're dancing to "American Pie" with someone that grosses you out. That song is like 11 minutes long! I haven't forgotten that unbearable 11 minutes from when I was 12.
You know what have to be a couple of the best love songs from the early 90's? End of the Road and Forever My Lady. That's right, Kellie. I know you're at work. Click the links below and crank up your computer monitor like I know you're going to. No one can hear you; sing as loud as you want! Who am I kidding; they are probably programmed on your Pandora channel.
This song is so good, I may have already written about it being awesome. I can't remember. It's so sweet. When I can't sleep at night without holding you tight.....awwwwww!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7aBGh9tJWg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WwS_-uNovK4
Have a great day! Here's your Word. Like you didn't know this one:
fugitive \FYOO-ji-tiv\, adjective:
1. Fleeting, transitory, elusive.
2. Having taken flight, or run away.
3. Changing color as a result of exposure to light and chemical substances present in the atmosphere, in other pigments, or in the medium.
4. Dealing with subjects of passing interest, as writings; ephemeral.
5. Wandering, roving, or vagabond.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Things I Hate About the News
I feel like I can fairly say this without coming off like a nasty person because I went to school to be a journalist. Obviously, I love the news. However, there are a couple of things about the production of TV news that really irritate me.
First of all, when they make Matt Lauer or Anne Curry speak with local anchors, it's just plain embarrassing. Every time I see one of our local anchors scrambling to make clever conversation, I cringe. Not only do they say stupid things, but the national anchors sit in discomfort as they fake interest in what the local anchor has to say. Their faces appear to be saying "how long do I have to talk to this local loser?" It's like the national anchors are the cool kids and the local anchors are begging to be seen with them so they can tell all of their friends. I keep waiting for one of the local guys to ask for an autograph, they look so awestruck, like it is the best part of their day. It's quite uncomfortable and I wish the stations didn't go so far to make it look like Matt Lauer cares.
Another thing I hate.....stupid, useless sound bites. I heard one this morning in the piece about the Jet Blue pilot going crazy while working. NBC threw in the following clip: the doctor said "It's the one profession where you want the person to be mentally stable." Gee, you think, NBC? I wouldn't have come to my own conclusions on that matter had you not had an FAA medical doctor tell me that. I'm flying in the air under the control of a pilot, and you don't think I already know that it's a profession where the person in charge needs to be mentally stable? Thank you for clearing that up, NBC. So glad I get my news from you.
Speaking of the news, Don and I were watching ABC national news a few years ago and we saw oursleves walking through the Atlanta airport; the footage was taken in 2004. We looked at each other and said "That was us!" I yelled "That was my blue shirt!" Never mind my face, I saw my shirt! We are file footage, so any time they talk about national security or the airports, there is a chance that we might be used, strolling through the airport.
Have a great day! Your Word is:
eudemonia \yoo-di-MOH-nee-uh\, noun:
1. Happiness; well-being.
2. Aristotelianism. Happiness as the result of an active life governed by reason.
First of all, when they make Matt Lauer or Anne Curry speak with local anchors, it's just plain embarrassing. Every time I see one of our local anchors scrambling to make clever conversation, I cringe. Not only do they say stupid things, but the national anchors sit in discomfort as they fake interest in what the local anchor has to say. Their faces appear to be saying "how long do I have to talk to this local loser?" It's like the national anchors are the cool kids and the local anchors are begging to be seen with them so they can tell all of their friends. I keep waiting for one of the local guys to ask for an autograph, they look so awestruck, like it is the best part of their day. It's quite uncomfortable and I wish the stations didn't go so far to make it look like Matt Lauer cares.
Another thing I hate.....stupid, useless sound bites. I heard one this morning in the piece about the Jet Blue pilot going crazy while working. NBC threw in the following clip: the doctor said "It's the one profession where you want the person to be mentally stable." Gee, you think, NBC? I wouldn't have come to my own conclusions on that matter had you not had an FAA medical doctor tell me that. I'm flying in the air under the control of a pilot, and you don't think I already know that it's a profession where the person in charge needs to be mentally stable? Thank you for clearing that up, NBC. So glad I get my news from you.
Speaking of the news, Don and I were watching ABC national news a few years ago and we saw oursleves walking through the Atlanta airport; the footage was taken in 2004. We looked at each other and said "That was us!" I yelled "That was my blue shirt!" Never mind my face, I saw my shirt! We are file footage, so any time they talk about national security or the airports, there is a chance that we might be used, strolling through the airport.
Have a great day! Your Word is:
eudemonia \yoo-di-MOH-nee-uh\, noun:
1. Happiness; well-being.
2. Aristotelianism. Happiness as the result of an active life governed by reason.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Secondhand Food, Not the Same as Clothes
I know that everyone has probably already heard about Alicia Silverstone chewing her food and feeding her baby from her mouth, but I have to weigh in on that because I am a mother. Here's my opinion.....that is so gross, Alicia Silverstone. I love your vegan cookbook and a lot of what you say about food is intriguing, but this is just nasty! Your kid loves you, but that's a boundary that you just shouldn't cross.
There aren't any health benefits to feeding your child this way, there are only risks. There are germs in an adult mouth that your baby shouldn't be exposed to, and wouldn't be, if you were feeding him with a spoon! It's just bizarre; utterly bizarre. Silverstone says that a lot of the world feeds their kids this way.....uh, and your point is? There still aren't any benefits. The "everybody's doing it" argument doesn't work here because seriously, what is she going to do when her child gets made fun of for trying to attack someone's face while they are chewing? Ahhh, well, she'll probably find some strange school that no one has ever heard of where they talk to trees and eat goat crap because it's high in iron. Her poor kid will be among other weird kids.
I really don't care what she does with her child and I am not passionate about the issue; I just had to make fun of her for a second.
Here's the Word of the Day:
luxate \LUHK-seyt\, verb:
To put out of joint; dislocate.
There aren't any health benefits to feeding your child this way, there are only risks. There are germs in an adult mouth that your baby shouldn't be exposed to, and wouldn't be, if you were feeding him with a spoon! It's just bizarre; utterly bizarre. Silverstone says that a lot of the world feeds their kids this way.....uh, and your point is? There still aren't any benefits. The "everybody's doing it" argument doesn't work here because seriously, what is she going to do when her child gets made fun of for trying to attack someone's face while they are chewing? Ahhh, well, she'll probably find some strange school that no one has ever heard of where they talk to trees and eat goat crap because it's high in iron. Her poor kid will be among other weird kids.
I really don't care what she does with her child and I am not passionate about the issue; I just had to make fun of her for a second.
Here's the Word of the Day:
luxate \LUHK-seyt\, verb:
To put out of joint; dislocate.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
I'd Be Tinkerbell
Isn't this picture funny? Thanks, Matt. Love it. I would totally be Alice or Tinkerbell. Girls, girls, girls.....don't you love us, guys?
Have a great Tuesday. I am really busy, again.
Have a great Tuesday. I am really busy, again.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Weekend Recap and Pictures
So, this is what happens when you plan everything.....nothing goes the way you expect it to. Actually, I think that I try to squeeze entirely too much into 24 hours, pretty much on a regular basis, and then I beat myself up for "failing".
I ran around on Saturday, all day. I mean ALL DAY. I got up early, went to Pilates, took Lindsey to dance, and then we ran errands. I ended up not being able to go to the baby shower for my friend because I had too much to do. I apologized profusely and brought the shower gift to her house before she had to leave. Lindsey and I had ballet tickets for 8 pm. The shower would have been over by the time we had to go to the ballet, but I either had to make the boys' cake and wrap presents and do all of the other stuff that I had on my list BEFORE the shower or at midnight, after the ballet. I just couldn't squeeze it all in. She understood, of course.
It was nice to go to the ballet after running around all day. This ballet was so cool and very modern. It was called "Man in Black" (Atlanta Ballet, of course) and it was divided into three parts. The first part was, hmmmm, how do I describe it....the way that the dancers moved made you forget that you were watching bodies. It looked similar to the way I imagine cells bouncing around in a human body. It was crazy. Very cool and unique. The second part was three guys and a girl, wearing cowboy boots and dancing to Johnny Cash music. (Hence, Man in Black.) I haven't ever been a huge Johnny Cash fan because I really haven't been exposed to him, but I have to say that I liked his voice to the dancing. There's something about his voice that amplifies the lyrics, especially Trent Reznor's "Hurt". (I never listen to Nine Inch Nails anymore because they are sort of demented and depressing, but I used to like them.) They also danced to Gordon Lightfoot's "If You Could Read My Mind", and it sounded way better when Johnny Cash covered it; not so cheesy. The third part of the ballet was modern, but more traditional than the other two. I guess it was more of a lyrical. It was to classical music, but I don't know, it was still pretty non-traditional.
As for Sunday......I missed church because I am a heathen. Logan and I took the boys on a walk and then we drove downtown to celebrate my brother-in-law's birthday at Serpas. This restaurant is amazing. Anything you order is going to be delicious. It's in the Old Fourth Ward. My plan was to go to the zoo after we ate, but I forgot my wallet in my other purse and didn't realize that I didn't have it until it was too late. I am buying a yearly pass, so I sort of needed my money! I was driving around without my license, but I remembered to bring my video camera....that way I could film myself when I got a ticket for having driving without a license! Geez, Brit. It's so ridiculous how I forget stuff sometimes. Anyway, we came home, the boys took a nap, and I cleaned up a bit and did some laundry. Lindsey and Dylan are chilling in the tent in the picture below:
We went over to Don's parents' house to open their presents, and then we came back home to eat dinner and cake and open more presents. The boys were up very late and I think that Don and I only got about three hours of sleep. Here are some more pictures below. I haven't gotten to mine yet; my father-in-law sent these. He is much more on top of his camera than I am with mine. The boys loved all of their presents and they had a wonderful day.
Finally, who had a Martini and watched "Mad Men"? The show was so good, but I couldn't even drink the Martini. My tummy was too full and it was making me sick. Did anyone watch it the show? I really did have red lips, in case you were wondering, Matt Taylor. ;) He requested a picture of me with my Martini and red lips, but I didn't get around to it. Sorry, Matt!
Here's the Word of the Day:
catechize \KAT-i-kahyz\, verb:
1. To question closely.
2. To instruct orally by means of questions and answers, especially in Christian doctrine.
3. To question with reference to belief.
I ran around on Saturday, all day. I mean ALL DAY. I got up early, went to Pilates, took Lindsey to dance, and then we ran errands. I ended up not being able to go to the baby shower for my friend because I had too much to do. I apologized profusely and brought the shower gift to her house before she had to leave. Lindsey and I had ballet tickets for 8 pm. The shower would have been over by the time we had to go to the ballet, but I either had to make the boys' cake and wrap presents and do all of the other stuff that I had on my list BEFORE the shower or at midnight, after the ballet. I just couldn't squeeze it all in. She understood, of course.
It was nice to go to the ballet after running around all day. This ballet was so cool and very modern. It was called "Man in Black" (Atlanta Ballet, of course) and it was divided into three parts. The first part was, hmmmm, how do I describe it....the way that the dancers moved made you forget that you were watching bodies. It looked similar to the way I imagine cells bouncing around in a human body. It was crazy. Very cool and unique. The second part was three guys and a girl, wearing cowboy boots and dancing to Johnny Cash music. (Hence, Man in Black.) I haven't ever been a huge Johnny Cash fan because I really haven't been exposed to him, but I have to say that I liked his voice to the dancing. There's something about his voice that amplifies the lyrics, especially Trent Reznor's "Hurt". (I never listen to Nine Inch Nails anymore because they are sort of demented and depressing, but I used to like them.) They also danced to Gordon Lightfoot's "If You Could Read My Mind", and it sounded way better when Johnny Cash covered it; not so cheesy. The third part of the ballet was modern, but more traditional than the other two. I guess it was more of a lyrical. It was to classical music, but I don't know, it was still pretty non-traditional.
As for Sunday......I missed church because I am a heathen. Logan and I took the boys on a walk and then we drove downtown to celebrate my brother-in-law's birthday at Serpas. This restaurant is amazing. Anything you order is going to be delicious. It's in the Old Fourth Ward. My plan was to go to the zoo after we ate, but I forgot my wallet in my other purse and didn't realize that I didn't have it until it was too late. I am buying a yearly pass, so I sort of needed my money! I was driving around without my license, but I remembered to bring my video camera....that way I could film myself when I got a ticket for having driving without a license! Geez, Brit. It's so ridiculous how I forget stuff sometimes. Anyway, we came home, the boys took a nap, and I cleaned up a bit and did some laundry. Lindsey and Dylan are chilling in the tent in the picture below:
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| I wish I were a kid again. |
Finally, who had a Martini and watched "Mad Men"? The show was so good, but I couldn't even drink the Martini. My tummy was too full and it was making me sick. Did anyone watch it the show? I really did have red lips, in case you were wondering, Matt Taylor. ;) He requested a picture of me with my Martini and red lips, but I didn't get around to it. Sorry, Matt!
Here's the Word of the Day:
catechize \KAT-i-kahyz\, verb:
1. To question closely.
2. To instruct orally by means of questions and answers, especially in Christian doctrine.
3. To question with reference to belief.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Happy Birthday, Dylan and Carson!
I can't believe you're three today, boys. I told you this morning, but I know that you don't fully understand it yet.....one day when you read this, maybe you will......the best day of my life was the day you were born because I knew my family was complete. I love you guys so much and you have brought me so much happiness the last three years. Happy Birthday!
Carson, when I say "I love you very much, Carson," you say back "I lub you too berry much, Mama." I wish I could bottle it up and save it for any time I feel down. It's so sweet and it melts me. And Dylan, you always say "You're pretty, Mama." You sort of mumble it and blush; you're so precious, baby.
Have a great day, everyone! We have a full day. I will write tomorrow.
Here's the Word of the Day:
Tellurian \te-LOOR-ee-uhn\, adjective:
1. Of or characteristic of the earth or its inhabitants.
noun:
1. An inhabitant of the earth.
Carson, when I say "I love you very much, Carson," you say back "I lub you too berry much, Mama." I wish I could bottle it up and save it for any time I feel down. It's so sweet and it melts me. And Dylan, you always say "You're pretty, Mama." You sort of mumble it and blush; you're so precious, baby.
Have a great day, everyone! We have a full day. I will write tomorrow.
Here's the Word of the Day:
Tellurian \te-LOOR-ee-uhn\, adjective:
1. Of or characteristic of the earth or its inhabitants.
noun:
1. An inhabitant of the earth.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
My Night with the Carpet Stylist
I'm not going to sell Lindsey at a yard sale anymore. She was very sorry about cutting the carpet with scissors after staining it with red nail polish. She made a list of things that she needs to work on and a list of things she's grateful for. How could I still be angry? She showed remorse and cried. The purpose of a childhood is to learn, not to be perfect. Plus, I thought about it and remembered that Logan has done about 600 stupid things like that, so Lindsey should get a pass. Lindsey and I had a good talk and then went shopping for Dylan and Carson's birthday last night. We came home and watched "Mama Mia". All is good on the home front.
I am going to Pilates this morning and then taking Lindsey to dance. She dances for an hour today. After that, I am attempting to make a birthday cake for the boys. I always buy cakes, but I have always wanted to bake one myself. Honestly, I am scared of making one and having it turn out to look like a blob. Remember last week when I made an Angel Food Cake and it ended up exploding in the oven? This could be a very bad idea.
I also have a baby shower to go to tonight. Speaking of babies.....I thought I was on that show "What Would You Do?" yesterday. I saw a lady driving with a baby on her lap. She pulled into the parking place in front of me and then took off, the whole time; a baby was on her lap. It wasn't Britney Spears, in case you're curious. I got her license plate number, but she pulled into another parking place. I was relieved, but I still made sure that the gym people knew to watch her and to make sure that the baby was put into a car seat when she left. I still didn't like that she was driving with a baby on her lap in a parking lot, but it wasn't the main road and I thought that I should cut her some slack. Maybe her parents dropped her on her head or drove around with her on their laps when she was little.
I watch "Primetime: What Would You Do" and in 99.9% of the situations, I know that I would either run my mouth or call the police. I just can't ever seem to shut up when I see something ridiculous or when someone is being mistreated. Mistreat me, I stand there speechless. Mistreat someone else? Uh-uh, no way. There have only been two shows when I have thought that I wouldn't say something. One, a gang was beating a boy up. UMMMM, I don't think that my 5'3 self should ever walk into the middle of a gang fight and start yelling. I would call the police though. The other situation, a dog was locked in a car with the window cracked. A baby locked in a car? Yes, I would flip out on someone, but a dog? I love dogs, and I don't like it when they are enclosed in a car, but I probably wouldn't get involved. I love that show.
I just don't understand why anyone would drive a car with a baby on their lap. Car seats aren't expensive, and if you are too lazy to buckle them, then I don't even know what to say. And ok, the baby is crying? He'll cry a lot more if he gets struck by a car! Some people.....it's just unreal how stupid people are. Speaking of stupid.....listen to this girl. OMG. No she DIDN'T!!! Don sent this to me. I say "at least she's hot."
This post is so all over the place. I'm like a pinball machine.
conniption \kuh-NIP-shuhn\, noun:
A fit of hysterical excitement or anger.
I am going to Pilates this morning and then taking Lindsey to dance. She dances for an hour today. After that, I am attempting to make a birthday cake for the boys. I always buy cakes, but I have always wanted to bake one myself. Honestly, I am scared of making one and having it turn out to look like a blob. Remember last week when I made an Angel Food Cake and it ended up exploding in the oven? This could be a very bad idea.
I also have a baby shower to go to tonight. Speaking of babies.....I thought I was on that show "What Would You Do?" yesterday. I saw a lady driving with a baby on her lap. She pulled into the parking place in front of me and then took off, the whole time; a baby was on her lap. It wasn't Britney Spears, in case you're curious. I got her license plate number, but she pulled into another parking place. I was relieved, but I still made sure that the gym people knew to watch her and to make sure that the baby was put into a car seat when she left. I still didn't like that she was driving with a baby on her lap in a parking lot, but it wasn't the main road and I thought that I should cut her some slack. Maybe her parents dropped her on her head or drove around with her on their laps when she was little.
I watch "Primetime: What Would You Do" and in 99.9% of the situations, I know that I would either run my mouth or call the police. I just can't ever seem to shut up when I see something ridiculous or when someone is being mistreated. Mistreat me, I stand there speechless. Mistreat someone else? Uh-uh, no way. There have only been two shows when I have thought that I wouldn't say something. One, a gang was beating a boy up. UMMMM, I don't think that my 5'3 self should ever walk into the middle of a gang fight and start yelling. I would call the police though. The other situation, a dog was locked in a car with the window cracked. A baby locked in a car? Yes, I would flip out on someone, but a dog? I love dogs, and I don't like it when they are enclosed in a car, but I probably wouldn't get involved. I love that show.
I just don't understand why anyone would drive a car with a baby on their lap. Car seats aren't expensive, and if you are too lazy to buckle them, then I don't even know what to say. And ok, the baby is crying? He'll cry a lot more if he gets struck by a car! Some people.....it's just unreal how stupid people are. Speaking of stupid.....listen to this girl. OMG. No she DIDN'T!!! Don sent this to me. I say "at least she's hot."
conniption \kuh-NIP-shuhn\, noun:
A fit of hysterical excitement or anger.
Friday, March 23, 2012
WHAT????????????????
Lindsey cut the carpet fibers where she stained them pink, with scissors. She's about to find herself wearing a price tag at a yard sale. I am about to flip out. OMG.
My Cousin, Birthdays, and Chaos
My cousin, Zoë, has been visiting for the past week. I took her back yesterday. Well, I drove her halfway to Nashville Indiana France
Look at this! It’s a car-charging station at Cracker Barrel. I had never seen one. Pretty sweet!
By the time I got home fromNashville
Yesterday was Peyton and my brother-in-law's birthday. Happy Birthday, Bill and Peyton, since I didn't post yesterday! Peyton is 14! I can’t believe he’s 14.
As for today, I am taking my brother-in-law out to breakfast after I go to the gym, then I am taking the boys to get their hair cut, and a little later I have to take Lindsey to the doctor for a physical so she can try out for cheerleading next week. She hascamp Monday
Today is crazy, but Saturday and Sunday won't be any less busy. Carson and Dylan turn three on Sunday, which I can't believe. They want to go to the zoo. Dylan wants to buy a "baby panda like Lulu's" at the little zoo shop. They want a Konkey George (Curious George) cake with chocolate icing. Dylan planned everything. He also wants blue icing on his cake, so I guess that will be the letters. The end of March is always a lot of fun, but very busy. I also still have to shop for the boys' birthdays. (All three.)Carson
Finally, more exciting weekend stuff—MAD MEN COMES BACK ON SUNDAY NIGHT! I can't wait! You can believe me when I say that I will be painting my lips red and drinking a Martini while I watch the show.....because I am a loser—but I will be in polka dots and my lips will be red, so whatever. I wish you were here,Brea
Have a wonderful day, everyone!
P.S. Lindsey spilled red nail polish on her carpet. She isn’t even allowed to paint her nails without my supervision because I thought that this might happen. She's lucky that I will ever consider speaking with her again. I can't even talk about it. I am so angry. I am getting close to selling Lindsey. Anyone want a high-maintenance, dramatic ten-year-old? I am totally kidding. Lindsey, if you are reading this—I am kidding and I love you, but you stained my carpet.
Here's the Word of the Day. Have a great weekend:
moschate \MOS-keyt\, adjective:
Having a musky smell.
Look at this! It’s a car-charging station at Cracker Barrel. I had never seen one. Pretty sweet!
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| I want an electric car! |
By the time I got home from
Yesterday was Peyton and my brother-in-law's birthday. Happy Birthday, Bill and Peyton, since I didn't post yesterday! Peyton is 14! I can’t believe he’s 14.
As for today, I am taking my brother-in-law out to breakfast after I go to the gym, then I am taking the boys to get their hair cut, and a little later I have to take Lindsey to the doctor for a physical so she can try out for cheerleading next week. She has
Today is crazy, but Saturday and Sunday won't be any less busy. Carson and Dylan turn three on Sunday, which I can't believe. They want to go to the zoo. Dylan wants to buy a "baby panda like Lulu's" at the little zoo shop. They want a Konkey George (Curious George) cake with chocolate icing. Dylan planned everything. He also wants blue icing on his cake, so I guess that will be the letters. The end of March is always a lot of fun, but very busy. I also still have to shop for the boys' birthdays. (All three.)
Finally, more exciting weekend stuff—MAD MEN COMES BACK ON SUNDAY NIGHT! I can't wait! You can believe me when I say that I will be painting my lips red and drinking a Martini while I watch the show.....because I am a loser—but I will be in polka dots and my lips will be red, so whatever. I wish you were here,
Have a wonderful day, everyone!
P.S. Lindsey spilled red nail polish on her carpet. She isn’t even allowed to paint her nails without my supervision because I thought that this might happen. She's lucky that I will ever consider speaking with her again. I can't even talk about it. I am so angry. I am getting close to selling Lindsey. Anyone want a high-maintenance, dramatic ten-year-old? I am totally kidding. Lindsey, if you are reading this—I am kidding and I love you, but you stained my carpet.
Here's the Word of the Day. Have a great weekend:
moschate \MOS-keyt\, adjective:
Having a musky smell.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
2012 Baby Boom
You know, this year I have like 12 friends and family members having babies and most of them are due within the same three months. Do you think that people are unconsciously hurrying up to have babies because on some level they are worried about the world ending? I know that when I was little I would pray "Please, God, just let me have kids before you end the world! I want to be a mom before I die!" Like God would decide not to end the world based on whether or not I have had kids yet! So funny.
Just a thought. Anyone noticing the baby boom, or do I just have fertile friends or something?
Instead of a Word of the Day, here's a quote that I keep trying to remember:
"If you didn't know how old you are, how old would you be?"
Just a thought. Anyone noticing the baby boom, or do I just have fertile friends or something?
Instead of a Word of the Day, here's a quote that I keep trying to remember:
"If you didn't know how old you are, how old would you be?"
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Batman & Annie
I asked my brother-in-law to send me some pictures from Halloween, 2005. Logan and Lindsey were 4. Logan was Batman and Lindsey was Annie. I hadn't seen the pictures since the night they were taken and I hadn't taken any on my camera. He just emailed them to me. Look at these little guys! Logan never changes. His face stays exactly the same; he just gets bigger. Lindsey was so squishy and cute! Didn't she look just like Annie?
I am heading off to Pilates in a bit. This afternoon I am going to the Bible study that I missed last week. If you recall, I tried to go last week, but I showed up when it ended. HA! I have a bunch of errands to run after the Bible study.....really busy day today.
By the way, I know you caught the bizarre video of the Kony 2012 director, right? How strange was that??? I feel sorry for his wife. I wouldn't know what to say if my husband was filmed ranting and running around naked. YIKES. Stress does crazy things to people!
Have a good one! Here's the Word of the Day:
selcouth \SEL-kooth\ , adjective:
Strange; uncommon.
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| So long ago! |
I am heading off to Pilates in a bit. This afternoon I am going to the Bible study that I missed last week. If you recall, I tried to go last week, but I showed up when it ended. HA! I have a bunch of errands to run after the Bible study.....really busy day today.
By the way, I know you caught the bizarre video of the Kony 2012 director, right? How strange was that??? I feel sorry for his wife. I wouldn't know what to say if my husband was filmed ranting and running around naked. YIKES. Stress does crazy things to people!
Have a good one! Here's the Word of the Day:
selcouth \SEL-kooth\ , adjective:
Strange; uncommon.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Weekend Wrap-Up
As many of you know, Lindsey had a dance competition this past Saturday. First of all, it was scheduled the same weekend of St. Patrick's Day, an auto show, and the nerd convention. What's it called when the people dress up as Star Trek characters and comic book creatures? There were a bunch of those people walking down the street together. It was funny.
Anyway, Lindsey and I rode with another mother and two other dancers. We were supposed to be at theWorld Congress Center
The good news is that the girls looked awesome! I would have video, but you aren't allowed to tape them!!! They got 2nd place for their category for both of their dances and received ribbons. It was a great day, but very long. We got home very late. I know that I ate dinner at 10:00, if that tells you how long the day was.
By the way, the awards ceremony was the worst thing that any of us had ever experienced because you couldn’t understand a word the announcer said and it lasted two hours. He held the mic so close to his mouth, I swear, I heard his tongue licking the metal more than actual words.
Last night I made an Angel Food cake that ended up exploding in the oven. I don't know what happened! I guess I stirred it too long or something! It was everywhere and it really sucked cleaning it up.
One last thing….I saw a guy at the grocery store yesterday that was wearing a shirt that said “I’d rather be working out”. HAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! He was like 45, over-tanned, and his veins were sticking out of his neck. It was really funny. Poor guy, but that's so awful.
Today I packed my picnic basket and took the boys out exploring. We ate under a tree in the shade. We were covered in pollen. This weather is INSANE! At this rate, we're all going to burst into flames by July!
Here's the Word of the Day, if you're still reading! Ha ha.
carp \kahrp\, verb:
1. To find fault or complain querulously or unreasonably.
noun:
1. A peevish complaint.
Anyway, Lindsey and I rode with another mother and two other dancers. We were supposed to be at the
The good news is that the girls looked awesome! I would have video, but you aren't allowed to tape them!!! They got 2nd place for their category for both of their dances and received ribbons. It was a great day, but very long. We got home very late. I know that I ate dinner at 10:00, if that tells you how long the day was.
By the way, the awards ceremony was the worst thing that any of us had ever experienced because you couldn’t understand a word the announcer said and it lasted two hours. He held the mic so close to his mouth, I swear, I heard his tongue licking the metal more than actual words.
Last night I made an Angel Food cake that ended up exploding in the oven. I don't know what happened! I guess I stirred it too long or something! It was everywhere and it really sucked cleaning it up.
One last thing….I saw a guy at the grocery store yesterday that was wearing a shirt that said “I’d rather be working out”. HAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! He was like 45, over-tanned, and his veins were sticking out of his neck. It was really funny. Poor guy, but that's so awful.
Today I packed my picnic basket and took the boys out exploring. We ate under a tree in the shade. We were covered in pollen. This weather is INSANE! At this rate, we're all going to burst into flames by July!
Here's the Word of the Day, if you're still reading! Ha ha.
carp \kahrp\, verb:
1. To find fault or complain querulously or unreasonably.
noun:
1. A peevish complaint.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Flashback Friday-Remember these 80's Toys?
I have a memory of a giant tree toy. After doing some Google searches, I found the tree, but I could have sworn that squirrels came with it and not these people.
I also remember this log toy. I think squirrels came with it. Maybe I used the squirrels to play in the tree?
Who else remembers these toys? I am not even going to bother showing my kids the log. They'll think I'm 92 years old.
Have a great weekend! Here's the Word of the Day:
iniquitous \ih-NIK-wi-tuhs\, adjective:
Characterized by injustice or wickedness; wicked; sinful.
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| Remember this? |
I also remember this log toy. I think squirrels came with it. Maybe I used the squirrels to play in the tree?
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| This toy sucks. Who wants to play with a log? |
Who else remembers these toys? I am not even going to bother showing my kids the log. They'll think I'm 92 years old.
Have a great weekend! Here's the Word of the Day:
iniquitous \ih-NIK-wi-tuhs\, adjective:
Characterized by injustice or wickedness; wicked; sinful.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Thank you, Katie!
It turns out that You Tube is the way to go when uploading video. Katie, thank you for the input! And I know that this is the year 2012....I'm behind, I guess.
Here are a couple of clips of Lulu dancing. She is wearing the red leotard and t-shirt. I think that I will be deleting them soon because I don't like the idea of my daughter being on the Internet. I only put the videos on here so my family and friends can see her. I'll leave them up for a little while and then I am deleting them.
Jazz:
http://youtu.be/AtV4moVqvBY
Tap:
Here's the Word of the Day:
dowager \DOU-uh-jer\, noun:
1. An elderly woman of stately dignity, especially one of elevated social position.
2. A woman who holds some title or property from her deceased husband, especially the widow of a king, duke, etc.
adjective:
1. Noting, pertaining to, or characteristic of a dowager:
Here are a couple of clips of Lulu dancing. She is wearing the red leotard and t-shirt. I think that I will be deleting them soon because I don't like the idea of my daughter being on the Internet. I only put the videos on here so my family and friends can see her. I'll leave them up for a little while and then I am deleting them.
Jazz:
http://youtu.be/AtV4moVqvBY
Tap:
Here's the Word of the Day:
dowager \DOU-uh-jer\, noun:
1. An elderly woman of stately dignity, especially one of elevated social position.
2. A woman who holds some title or property from her deceased husband, especially the widow of a king, duke, etc.
adjective:
1. Noting, pertaining to, or characteristic of a dowager:
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
I HATE UPLOADING VIDEOS!
Ok, so I really can't post videos of Lindsey dancing, and it's a shame, because she is so stinking cute. The stupid computer uploads for like 30 minutes, and then I finally give up because I realize that if it were to finish uploading, no one would ever be able to view it because the file is so large.
Yesterday sort of sucked. I went to Pilates and that was good, but then I came home to eat, took a shower, changed the boys' yogurt-covered shirts, and rushed to get to the Bible study by 1:30.....um, it starts at noon. I guess I will check it out next week. It ENDS at 1:30, which is when I got there! I don't know what's wrong with me lately; I keep screwing things up! I get lost, I forget things, I'm getting times mixed up.....I could scream! I think I really do have ADD.
It gets better. As soon as Lindsey got home from school she started getting ready, in FULL COSTUME, only to get there and find out that it wasn't a dress rehearsal. Luckily, we weren't the only ones who were confused or didn't get the memo. We were going crazy to get there on time too.....pinning things, doing hair, putting on make-up and jewelry! Luckily, they brought her company t-shirt and she was able to throw it over her leotard to dance.
Here she is, chatting with her friends. I took this picture before I taped her dancing. (You know, the video you'll never see.)
Anyway, I came home, made dinner, and once I got the boys to bed, I began messing around with the stupid video.
It wasn't a terrible day, but I just felt like a big fat failure! At least my abs feel awesome. I need to catch up on the election news today so I have something to whine about!
Today will be fun. I am going to the gym, then the kids' school, then visiting a friend to see her new baby, then I have to take Lindsey to ballet!
Have a great day!
Here's the Word:
astringent \uh-STRIN-juhnt\, adjective:
1. Sharply incisive; pungent.
2. Medicine/Medical. Contracting; constrictive; styptic.
3. Harshly biting; caustic: his astringent criticism.
4. Stern or severe; austere.
noun:
1. Medicine/Medical. A substance that contracts the tissues or canals of the body, thereby diminishing discharges, as of mucus or blood.
2. A cosmetic that cleans the skin and constricts the pores.
Yesterday sort of sucked. I went to Pilates and that was good, but then I came home to eat, took a shower, changed the boys' yogurt-covered shirts, and rushed to get to the Bible study by 1:30.....um, it starts at noon. I guess I will check it out next week. It ENDS at 1:30, which is when I got there! I don't know what's wrong with me lately; I keep screwing things up! I get lost, I forget things, I'm getting times mixed up.....I could scream! I think I really do have ADD.
It gets better. As soon as Lindsey got home from school she started getting ready, in FULL COSTUME, only to get there and find out that it wasn't a dress rehearsal. Luckily, we weren't the only ones who were confused or didn't get the memo. We were going crazy to get there on time too.....pinning things, doing hair, putting on make-up and jewelry! Luckily, they brought her company t-shirt and she was able to throw it over her leotard to dance.
Here she is, chatting with her friends. I took this picture before I taped her dancing. (You know, the video you'll never see.)
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| She's in the middle, next to the girl with curly hair |
It wasn't a terrible day, but I just felt like a big fat failure! At least my abs feel awesome. I need to catch up on the election news today so I have something to whine about!
Today will be fun. I am going to the gym, then the kids' school, then visiting a friend to see her new baby, then I have to take Lindsey to ballet!
Have a great day!
Here's the Word:
astringent \uh-STRIN-juhnt\, adjective:
1. Sharply incisive; pungent.
2. Medicine/Medical. Contracting; constrictive; styptic.
3. Harshly biting; caustic: his astringent criticism.
4. Stern or severe; austere.
noun:
1. Medicine/Medical. A substance that contracts the tissues or canals of the body, thereby diminishing discharges, as of mucus or blood.
2. A cosmetic that cleans the skin and constricts the pores.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
150 Words or Less......
I have a crazy day today, so I am making it short. Let's see if I can use 150 words or less.....
I am going to Pilates this morning and then coming home to get ready for a Bible study that I am trying out. By trying out, I mean that I have never been and I really haven’t been to this church much. I know a lady who goes to this church, so I am checking it out with her by my side.
After the Bible study, I have a bunch of errands to run and then as soon as Lindsey gets home from school, she has to start getting ready for her dress rehearsal. Her first dance competition is this Saturday and they are practicing a lot this week. Today, tomorrow, Thursday at 10 am and 4 pm (twice in one day, because the kids don’t have school) and I think that they get a break on Friday. I will try to post video of her dancing, but for some reason when I have tried in the past, it never works.
Tomorrow is a crazy day too. I am going to the kids’ school to present baby gifts to their homeroom teacher. I made a diaper cake for her and I have to bring it. I know that you want to see a picture, right? Here it is!
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| The boys kept trying to rip the duck off. Dylan had many temper tantrums about that duck. I can't wait to get rid of this diaper cake! |
Ok, so I seriously am wrapping this up. I have to hurry! Have a great Tuesday!
Here's the Word of the Day:
remit \ri-MIT\, verb:
1. To slacken or relax.
2. To transmit money, a check, etc., as in payment.
3. To abate for a time or at intervals, as a fever.
4. To refrain from exacting, as a payment or service.
5. To pardon or forgive a sin, offense, etc.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Nice Weather, Nice Weekend
I had a wonderful weekend. The weather was SO nice and Peyton was here. When it's nice outside and we're all together....it doesn't get much better than that!
Saturday I had a hair appointment, Lindsey had dance, and then we (Lindsey and I) went on a 5 mile walk. I know. Crazy, but my daughter is a freak of nature. She also joins me for yoga on Sundays. She looks so tiny and adorable.
Sunday we went to church and then met Don's parents for lunch. Also, last week I volunteered to help an 8th grade girl with cheerleading jumps and basic technique because she has to try out in a couple of weeks, so I took her to yoga and the park to work on jumps. While I was working with the aspiring cheerleader, Don took Peyton back to Alabama and Grammy and Grandaddy kept Carson and Dylan. They sent me these pictures:
Finally, to close the weekend, Logan, Lindsey and I ate dinner and watched our show together, "Once Upon a Time". It was a good weekend. I hope you had a nice one as well!
By the way, I am starting to watch "Downton Abbey". Everyone's been saying how great it is, and it is just that.
Here's the Word of the Day:
antipode \AN-ti-pohd\, noun:
A direct or exact opposite.
Saturday I had a hair appointment, Lindsey had dance, and then we (Lindsey and I) went on a 5 mile walk. I know. Crazy, but my daughter is a freak of nature. She also joins me for yoga on Sundays. She looks so tiny and adorable.
Sunday we went to church and then met Don's parents for lunch. Also, last week I volunteered to help an 8th grade girl with cheerleading jumps and basic technique because she has to try out in a couple of weeks, so I took her to yoga and the park to work on jumps. While I was working with the aspiring cheerleader, Don took Peyton back to Alabama and Grammy and Grandaddy kept Carson and Dylan. They sent me these pictures:
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| Blowin' bubbles |
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| Sometimes I think that I could just eat Dylan's fat little cheeks. Look at that smile!!!! |
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| Carson's too! |
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| I love my boys. Notice that Carson likes wearing his fancy church clothes. Dylan does not. They are starting to have an opinion about what they wear. |
Finally, to close the weekend, Logan, Lindsey and I ate dinner and watched our show together, "Once Upon a Time". It was a good weekend. I hope you had a nice one as well!
By the way, I am starting to watch "Downton Abbey". Everyone's been saying how great it is, and it is just that.
Here's the Word of the Day:
antipode \AN-ti-pohd\, noun:
A direct or exact opposite.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Grothman.....an American Idiot
I know that this is sort of old news now, but I keep mentioning Bill 507 to people and no one seems to know what I am talking about.
I'm sorry, but this representative from Wisconsin is a major idiot. He must not have heard the news.....women can vote now! What woman would ever vote for him again?
Get a shovel and keep digging your grave, Grothman. Maybe what you should do next is send a bill to the floor that states that women should also have their lips stapled shut. You're a damn fool. You don't agree with birth control, abortion, social programs to help single moms, you tie a woman's hands in every way....and now you want to slap these women who CHOOSE LIFE with child abuse? I hope I never run into you. I may claw your eyes out. Why is it that when some of these men talk about women getting pregnant, they never talk about the other party involved in the sex the women are having? I mean, last time I checked, men are the only ones that can get us pregnant, so we aren't having sex with each other! Where are the men in all of this? They just evaporate from the issue? Ladies, we must be getting ourselves pregnant!
Listen to this interview, please.
http://video.foxnews.com/v/1484495152001/
Women choose to be single moms, Grothman? Maybe they don't have a choice because the baby daddy ran away. It takes two to tango, moron. I don't see you patting these girls on the back for not having abortions, and maybe you should, since you are against abortion. And what, abuse doesn't happen in two-parent homes? UGHHHHHH! I'm going to laugh my ass off if some chick comes out and says she has a secret child with you. You are, after all, a politician. John Edwards, what?
You know, readers, what I say about guys like this? I think that guys like this are wearing pink thongs under their suits and have a pair of cheetah high heels hidden under the porn in the back of their closets. What's he so afraid of??? What's he hiding? Why so evil and hateful? That's all this is....hateful. You know how many friends I have who are not married and have children? It doesn't make them child abusers. This is personally offensive to me.
And single moms living comfortably......ughhhhh. Thank you, Alan Colmes, for standing up for us women. You are right. We aren't as stupid as he thinks and it IS insulting. Very insulting.
If you are a woman, you should write this guy and tell him what you think. I am. Actually, if you are a guy, please write him and show him what a real man thinks. Here's his email address:
Sen.Grothman@legis.wisconsin.gov
Prefer snail mail? Address below:
State Capitol
P.O. Box 7882
Madison, WI 53707-7882
I'm sorry, but this representative from Wisconsin is a major idiot. He must not have heard the news.....women can vote now! What woman would ever vote for him again?
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| "This is for dating the jocks in high school, ladies! I'll make you pay for ignoring me!" |
Get a shovel and keep digging your grave, Grothman. Maybe what you should do next is send a bill to the floor that states that women should also have their lips stapled shut. You're a damn fool. You don't agree with birth control, abortion, social programs to help single moms, you tie a woman's hands in every way....and now you want to slap these women who CHOOSE LIFE with child abuse? I hope I never run into you. I may claw your eyes out. Why is it that when some of these men talk about women getting pregnant, they never talk about the other party involved in the sex the women are having? I mean, last time I checked, men are the only ones that can get us pregnant, so we aren't having sex with each other! Where are the men in all of this? They just evaporate from the issue? Ladies, we must be getting ourselves pregnant!
Listen to this interview, please.
http://video.foxnews.com/v/1484495152001/
Women choose to be single moms, Grothman? Maybe they don't have a choice because the baby daddy ran away. It takes two to tango, moron. I don't see you patting these girls on the back for not having abortions, and maybe you should, since you are against abortion. And what, abuse doesn't happen in two-parent homes? UGHHHHHH! I'm going to laugh my ass off if some chick comes out and says she has a secret child with you. You are, after all, a politician. John Edwards, what?
You know, readers, what I say about guys like this? I think that guys like this are wearing pink thongs under their suits and have a pair of cheetah high heels hidden under the porn in the back of their closets. What's he so afraid of??? What's he hiding? Why so evil and hateful? That's all this is....hateful. You know how many friends I have who are not married and have children? It doesn't make them child abusers. This is personally offensive to me.
And single moms living comfortably......ughhhhh. Thank you, Alan Colmes, for standing up for us women. You are right. We aren't as stupid as he thinks and it IS insulting. Very insulting.
If you are a woman, you should write this guy and tell him what you think. I am. Actually, if you are a guy, please write him and show him what a real man thinks. Here's his email address:
Sen.Grothman@legis.wisconsin.gov
Prefer snail mail? Address below:
Madison Office
Room 10 SouthState Capitol
P.O. Box 7882
Madison, WI 53707-7882
Saturday, March 10, 2012
A Note from my Pregnant Friend
I told my friend that I was posting this, anonomously. She gave me permission, and I am ecstatic, because it was hilarious. She emailed me the following:
"Okay, so totally random and morbid, but I was randomly thinking about how bad my face looks right now (pregnant, bloated and fat) and that if I were to die in the near future I would not want an open casket at my funeral because I would have such an awful double chin. I would not want anyone to remember me that way! So I am putting you in charge of this, because my husband would not listen. He would tell me I am crazy....which I already know, and then he would stop listening. So, if for some random chance fate decides it's my time-make sure everyone doesn't see me looking like crap!"
Anonomous friend, if you are reading, you know I've got your back.
Have a great Saturday, everyone!
"Okay, so totally random and morbid, but I was randomly thinking about how bad my face looks right now (pregnant, bloated and fat) and that if I were to die in the near future I would not want an open casket at my funeral because I would have such an awful double chin. I would not want anyone to remember me that way! So I am putting you in charge of this, because my husband would not listen. He would tell me I am crazy....which I already know, and then he would stop listening. So, if for some random chance fate decides it's my time-make sure everyone doesn't see me looking like crap!"
Anonomous friend, if you are reading, you know I've got your back.
Have a great Saturday, everyone!
Friday, March 9, 2012
Flashback Fridays-Me and Mandy
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| I am in yellow, Mandy is in pink |
I remember spending every summer with my cousin, Mandy. Mandy is six months younger than me. We used to put on plays, sing, swim, play dress-up, hide in cornfields (she lived in Indiana), and watch movies on her waterbed. I hated that waterbed. I always got squished between the wood and the bag and would wake up screaming for help and pushing her off of me. I remember staying with my grandparents and asking my grandpa about the Underground Railroad. He took us to the library to research it. Then he lied to me. Mandy and I were in a basement (I think it was a rental property that my grandpa owned) and I said that it looked like there was a tunnel in the back. My grandpa told me that it was an entrance to the Underground Railroad and that the path went all the way up north. I spent the next 5-10 years thinking that I had seen an escape route from the slave days. I was such a weird kid, too, right? "Hey grandpa! Take me and my cousin to the library since school is out! I want to go do some research on the Civil War!" What a strange child.
I loved summers as a kid. They seemed to last an eternity. Mandy now has three kids of her own, I have five, and we always talk about how kids have no imagination anymore. They don't, and they are really missing out. The only thing that sucked about the 80's for me were the blisters from my jellies. I love the 80's.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, March 8, 2012
KONY 2012
This is the second time I have posted today, but this is important.
I read a study in school about how the world ignores the countries located in the southern hemisphere, especially Africa. I am happy to see that people are paying attention to them now. This video is long, but it is worth watching. I have wondered how we can allow things like this to go on in the world, especially since we (the U.S.) are always in everyone's business. These kids have been terrorized by Joseph Kony.....I wish I could take them home with me. It's so sad. This video is proof that you can change things. I am so grateful for people who dedicate themselves to changing the world.
Please watch this video......
By the way, one day I will learn to NEVER read the comments posted under You Tube videos. They piss me off. These losers can't spell, they never say anything intelligent, and they make fun of things they shouldn't. Idiots. Some human beings make be embarrassed to be human. Ugh, seriously, stupid people make me wish I were a Polar Bear clinging to an ice cube in the ocean.
http://youtu.be/Y4MnpzG5Sqc
I read a study in school about how the world ignores the countries located in the southern hemisphere, especially Africa. I am happy to see that people are paying attention to them now. This video is long, but it is worth watching. I have wondered how we can allow things like this to go on in the world, especially since we (the U.S.) are always in everyone's business. These kids have been terrorized by Joseph Kony.....I wish I could take them home with me. It's so sad. This video is proof that you can change things. I am so grateful for people who dedicate themselves to changing the world.
Please watch this video......
By the way, one day I will learn to NEVER read the comments posted under You Tube videos. They piss me off. These losers can't spell, they never say anything intelligent, and they make fun of things they shouldn't. Idiots. Some human beings make be embarrassed to be human. Ugh, seriously, stupid people make me wish I were a Polar Bear clinging to an ice cube in the ocean.
http://youtu.be/Y4MnpzG5Sqc
Like Father, Like Son
Is this the cutest thing ever, or what?
rutilant \ROOT-l-uhnt\, adjective:
Glowing or glittering with ruddy or golden light.
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| Dylan and Daddy |
rutilant \ROOT-l-uhnt\, adjective:
Glowing or glittering with ruddy or golden light.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Two Words
First of all, look at my little Georgia voter, Dylan. He got a sticker. We walked 2 miles in our jogging stroller to cast our ballot. It was beautiful outside, and they got a nap.
Yesterday I was thinking about the two dumbest words ever to exist. Why? I don't know. Anyway, they have to be OPOSSUM and ASTIGMATISM. They remind me of Jeff Foxworthy's redneck words, like they were written the way people say them.
"I seen opossum crawl under that house over there! He was huge!"
"What's wrong with your eye? You got a stigmatism 'er somethin'?"
That's all I have to say today. I just lost a bunch of readers. Ha ha.
Here's your Word of the Day:
Astigmatism
Astigmatism is the result of an inability of the cornea to properly focus an image onto the retina. The result is a blurred image.
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| "I voted for Newt." |
Yesterday I was thinking about the two dumbest words ever to exist. Why? I don't know. Anyway, they have to be OPOSSUM and ASTIGMATISM. They remind me of Jeff Foxworthy's redneck words, like they were written the way people say them.
"I seen opossum crawl under that house over there! He was huge!"
"What's wrong with your eye? You got a stigmatism 'er somethin'?"
That's all I have to say today. I just lost a bunch of readers. Ha ha.
Here's your Word of the Day:
Astigmatism
Astigmatism is the result of an inability of the cornea to properly focus an image onto the retina. The result is a blurred image.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Super Tuesday!
I have a lot to do today. One of the things on my list is to vote. I hope that everyone gets to the polls!
Yesterday I got lost....this is the second time in a week. My navigation system lost a piece and now I can't figure out how to get from Point A to Point B. Garmin has spoiled me! In my defense, I always get lost in one of two places: Buckhead and the Loop, which I guess I didn't realize was actually A LOOP until yesterday. Lindsey was supposed to go to a stage rehearsal for dance and by the time we got there, they had finished. She was really upset, but things like this happen sometimes......when you don't have navigation.
Ok, so before I wrap it up today because I am in a rush, have you heard about this Florida millionaire who ADOPTED HIS GIRLFRIEND to avoid losing his money? I guess it's old news, but I heard about it on the Today show this morning. He was drunk, I think he blew a .7, and killed someone. In order to protect his fortune, he ADOPTED HIS GIRLFRIEND. His girlfriend is 42. I really wish there were Karma Police. This guy would get pulled over, stripped of every penny he has ever made, thrown in jail, and treated like the scum he is. Seriously, I hope that his girlfriend takes his money and leaves him for someone who doesn't resemble Satan. Entitlement is a dangerous thing to feel and it makes people do bad things. This guy feels like he has the RIGHT to drive drunk because everyone kisses his ass because he's rich and successful. If I killed someone because I was drunk, I would want to die. I would willingly give all of my money to the victim's family. I can't understand how he shows no remorse. When are we going to redefine what successful is? Real success is being a good person. He'll find out one day, IN HELL!!!! You can't take your Bentley to the afterlife, you horrible, rotten piece of trash!!!! Read the story....I can't talk about it anymore. It makes me angry that he can cheat our legal system like this. I hope that the kid's family gets something.
Here's the Word of the Day:
appertain \ap-er-TEYN\, verb:
To belong as a part, right, possession or attribute.
Yesterday I got lost....this is the second time in a week. My navigation system lost a piece and now I can't figure out how to get from Point A to Point B. Garmin has spoiled me! In my defense, I always get lost in one of two places: Buckhead and the Loop, which I guess I didn't realize was actually A LOOP until yesterday. Lindsey was supposed to go to a stage rehearsal for dance and by the time we got there, they had finished. She was really upset, but things like this happen sometimes......when you don't have navigation.
Ok, so before I wrap it up today because I am in a rush, have you heard about this Florida millionaire who ADOPTED HIS GIRLFRIEND to avoid losing his money? I guess it's old news, but I heard about it on the Today show this morning. He was drunk, I think he blew a .7, and killed someone. In order to protect his fortune, he ADOPTED HIS GIRLFRIEND. His girlfriend is 42. I really wish there were Karma Police. This guy would get pulled over, stripped of every penny he has ever made, thrown in jail, and treated like the scum he is. Seriously, I hope that his girlfriend takes his money and leaves him for someone who doesn't resemble Satan. Entitlement is a dangerous thing to feel and it makes people do bad things. This guy feels like he has the RIGHT to drive drunk because everyone kisses his ass because he's rich and successful. If I killed someone because I was drunk, I would want to die. I would willingly give all of my money to the victim's family. I can't understand how he shows no remorse. When are we going to redefine what successful is? Real success is being a good person. He'll find out one day, IN HELL!!!! You can't take your Bentley to the afterlife, you horrible, rotten piece of trash!!!! Read the story....I can't talk about it anymore. It makes me angry that he can cheat our legal system like this. I hope that the kid's family gets something.
Here's the Word of the Day:
appertain \ap-er-TEYN\, verb:
To belong as a part, right, possession or attribute.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Yo Gabba Gabba
If you don't have children, you are probably not sitting around watching Nick Jr. and for this, I envy you. Actually, I am kidding. I get a little too into one show......"Yo Gabba Gabba". This show is so bizarre that it is mesmerizing. I have never tripped on acid, but I would imagine that tripping and watching this show are similar experiences. The best episode is when Jack Black visits. Seriously, if you are ever channel surfing, stop on "Yo Gabba Gabba". It is my emergency tool with the boys. If they are screaming, if they are driving me nuts, if I don't have the energy to deal with anything.....I put on "Yo Gabba Gabba".
Click the link below. Jack Black in an orange jumpsuit doing an Irish jig is worth the one minute of your life. I promise. I get a little too excited when this episode is played. And what's with the purple bar of soap strumming the guitar?
http://youtu.be/ymlNZh0Zw70
cant \kant\, verb:
1. To talk hypocritically.
2. To speak in the whining or singsong tone of a beggar; beg.
noun:
1. Insincere, especially conventional expressions of enthusiasm for high ideals, goodness, or piety.
2. The private language of the underworld.
3. The phraseology peculiar to a particular class, party, profession, etc.
4. Whining or singsong speech, especially of beggars.
Click the link below. Jack Black in an orange jumpsuit doing an Irish jig is worth the one minute of your life. I promise. I get a little too excited when this episode is played. And what's with the purple bar of soap strumming the guitar?
http://youtu.be/ymlNZh0Zw70
cant \kant\, verb:
1. To talk hypocritically.
2. To speak in the whining or singsong tone of a beggar; beg.
noun:
1. Insincere, especially conventional expressions of enthusiasm for high ideals, goodness, or piety.
2. The private language of the underworld.
3. The phraseology peculiar to a particular class, party, profession, etc.
4. Whining or singsong speech, especially of beggars.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Totally Haphazard.....
The things that pass through my brain sometimes......
You know that old song, "If You Wanna Be Happy" by Jimmy Soul? You know it. If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life, never make a pretty woman your wife......blah blah blah, get an ugly girl to marry you? I just heard it and I was curious as to whether or not he had ever been married. I couldn't find evidence that he even had a girlfriend. I guess I am not surprised. Who would say yes to THAT marriage proposal?
http://youtu.be/z4TOR7856d4
Here's the Word of the Day:
alembic \uh-LEM-bik\, noun:
1. Anything that transforms, purifies, or refines.
2. A vessel with a beaked cap or head, formerly used in distilling.
You know that old song, "If You Wanna Be Happy" by Jimmy Soul? You know it. If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life, never make a pretty woman your wife......blah blah blah, get an ugly girl to marry you? I just heard it and I was curious as to whether or not he had ever been married. I couldn't find evidence that he even had a girlfriend. I guess I am not surprised. Who would say yes to THAT marriage proposal?
http://youtu.be/z4TOR7856d4
Here's the Word of the Day:
alembic \uh-LEM-bik\, noun:
1. Anything that transforms, purifies, or refines.
2. A vessel with a beaked cap or head, formerly used in distilling.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Spilling the Beans!
I have known for a little while now and I have been dying to tell people......I am going to be an aunt again! Tyson and Torie are expecting a new baby in September!
I now have three beautiful nieces: Lanie (11), Addison (2), and Amelie (3). I have one nephew, Alexander (2). I have two "unknowns" on the way. Lacey and Kevin are due in a couple of months and are not finding out what they are having, and Ty and Torie's little one is, well, too little to know yet....it is the size of a medium shrimp this week. (Thank you for the visual, Torie! I loved the weekly food examples when I was pregnant.) They have nicknamed their unborn "butter bean" because they called Xander "sweet pea" when they were pregnant with him. They decided to stick with a vegetable theme. My brother is convinced that “butter bean” is a girl.
Tyson made a really funny video that I have been dying to share. PLEASE watch it. It is a hilarious way to announce the new addition to his adorable family. If you don't know Ty, he is hilarious in a very monotone way. He is very intelligent and his humor often shows it....unless he is doing the "take a piece of paper, put it in the bag, bump bump" dance. Ty Ty, no one but you knows what I am talking about. Love you all and CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/13064657/wyant-family-video
The word for today is below. It was actually sent to me on Wednesday for the leap year, but maybe it applies to what I am talking about today. Cheers! May I have a new niece or nephew quadrennially! I don’t think quadrennially is a word.
quadrennial \kwo-DREN-ee-uhl\, adjective:
1. Occurring every four years.
2. Of or lasting for four years.
noun:
1. An event occurring every four years, as an anniversary or its celebration.
I now have three beautiful nieces: Lanie (11), Addison (2), and Amelie (3). I have one nephew, Alexander (2). I have two "unknowns" on the way. Lacey and Kevin are due in a couple of months and are not finding out what they are having, and Ty and Torie's little one is, well, too little to know yet....it is the size of a medium shrimp this week. (Thank you for the visual, Torie! I loved the weekly food examples when I was pregnant.) They have nicknamed their unborn "butter bean" because they called Xander "sweet pea" when they were pregnant with him. They decided to stick with a vegetable theme. My brother is convinced that “butter bean” is a girl.
Tyson made a really funny video that I have been dying to share. PLEASE watch it. It is a hilarious way to announce the new addition to his adorable family. If you don't know Ty, he is hilarious in a very monotone way. He is very intelligent and his humor often shows it....unless he is doing the "take a piece of paper, put it in the bag, bump bump" dance. Ty Ty, no one but you knows what I am talking about. Love you all and CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/13064657/wyant-family-video
The word for today is below. It was actually sent to me on Wednesday for the leap year, but maybe it applies to what I am talking about today. Cheers! May I have a new niece or nephew quadrennially! I don’t think quadrennially is a word.
quadrennial \kwo-DREN-ee-uhl\, adjective:
1. Occurring every four years.
2. Of or lasting for four years.
noun:
1. An event occurring every four years, as an anniversary or its celebration.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Flashback Friday-What's That He Said?
Remember this song by White Town? I think I was in 10th grade when it came out. You know, it doesn't take many brain cells to figure out that it's about a dude who likes a dude who isn't sure if he likes dudes or chicks, but I remember cocking my head as a teenager and thinking "Did I hear that right? Maybe it's just a girl with a deep voice!" I was such an airhead, but in my defense, it was different in the 90's. Ellen had just kissed a girl on TV.
I wanted to check the year that it came out (definitely 1997) and I read that the song's author, Jyoti Mishra, actually intended for the song to have multiple meanings. I wasn't as airheaded as I thought. This quote is from Wikipedia:
"When I wrote it, I was trying to write a pop song that had more than one perspective. Although it’s written in the first person the character behind that viewpoint isn’t necessarily what the casual listener would expect. The lyrics could mean being a member of an orthodox Trotskyist / Marxist movement. Being a straight guy in love with a lesbian. Being a gay guy in love with a straight man. Being a straight girl in love with a lying, two-timing, fake-ass Marxist. The hypocrisy that results when love and lust get mixed up with highbrow ideals."-Mishra.
Whatever. It's a good tune. I miss the 90's.
http://youtu.be/cIQWt3oMids
Here's the Word of the Day:
Pettifog
I wanted to check the year that it came out (definitely 1997) and I read that the song's author, Jyoti Mishra, actually intended for the song to have multiple meanings. I wasn't as airheaded as I thought. This quote is from Wikipedia:
"When I wrote it, I was trying to write a pop song that had more than one perspective. Although it’s written in the first person the character behind that viewpoint isn’t necessarily what the casual listener would expect. The lyrics could mean being a member of an orthodox Trotskyist / Marxist movement. Being a straight guy in love with a lesbian. Being a gay guy in love with a straight man. Being a straight girl in love with a lying, two-timing, fake-ass Marxist. The hypocrisy that results when love and lust get mixed up with highbrow ideals."-Mishra.
Whatever. It's a good tune. I miss the 90's.
http://youtu.be/cIQWt3oMids
Here's the Word of the Day:
Pettifog
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Things I Can't Eat
Before I get silly.....I heard two days ago that Santorum was granted Secret Service protection. I also saw that a new law was passed on Tuesday (H.R. 347) that says you can't peacefully protest when Secret Service is near. That means that this jackass, Santorum, now gets to walk around saying absurd things and people can't protest where he is speaking. He isn't the president yet, so what's up with that? I wasn't planning on getting wacky and making signs or anything, but I always feel that free speech and expression issues need to be shared. I understand why they passed it (because secret service don't want some crazy person showing up and making their job more difficult) but it's sure to set some people off. Right? I took enough law in college to know that we fought for the right to peacefully assemble in protest.
Also, yesterday I made it clear how into "Mad Men" I am. I saw on the news this morning that a billboard for Season 5 (which premieres March 25) has New Yorkers upset. The opening of the show is an animation of Draper falling from a building. It represents his life, which is always in turmoil. This new ad, which is wrapped on the side of a building, mirrors the show's intro. New York residents claim that this ad is "tasteless and insensitive" and reminds them of the people who jumped to their death on 9/11.
This is an issue that I am not touching. I don't live in New York, I didn't lose friends or family that day, and I can't say what should or should not upset them. I do understand both sides. I understand that there are probably certain triggers that the people of New York have to deal with and this just happens to be one of them. AMC stands by the ad because it has been a part of the show since 2007.
I don't know. If it were in Cleveland, we wouldn't be having this discussion. Social graces and having a general awareness of the feelings of others are important....even in business.
Amélie had her first ice-skating lesson a couple of days ago. Isn’t she so stinking cute? I could eat her, but I won't because it would be wrong.
Speaking of things that I can't eat.....I went to Jimmy John's on Monday for a Turkey Tom and the lady said "Oh, you know that they don't come with sprouts anymore, right?" I was devastated, and for a good reason. Sprouts made the sandwich. She said that there have been too many recalls, so they had to take them off the menu. I buy them and make sandwiches at home. I am totally bummed out. I love sprouts, man! They make a sandwich so crunchy!
I wanted to check it out myself. I found that sprouts are incredibly healthy for you because they are like eating a little plant. They are full of healthy enzymes and packed with vitamins, especially B. However, they are hard to wash and therefore create a breeding ground for bacteria, specifically E. coli. Um, ewwwww. If they ever tell me this about avocados, I am in trouble.
Also, yesterday I made it clear how into "Mad Men" I am. I saw on the news this morning that a billboard for Season 5 (which premieres March 25) has New Yorkers upset. The opening of the show is an animation of Draper falling from a building. It represents his life, which is always in turmoil. This new ad, which is wrapped on the side of a building, mirrors the show's intro. New York residents claim that this ad is "tasteless and insensitive" and reminds them of the people who jumped to their death on 9/11.
This is an issue that I am not touching. I don't live in New York, I didn't lose friends or family that day, and I can't say what should or should not upset them. I do understand both sides. I understand that there are probably certain triggers that the people of New York have to deal with and this just happens to be one of them. AMC stands by the ad because it has been a part of the show since 2007.
I don't know. If it were in Cleveland, we wouldn't be having this discussion. Social graces and having a general awareness of the feelings of others are important....even in business.
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| What do you think? Tasteless? Or are they being too sensitive? |
Amélie had her first ice-skating lesson a couple of days ago. Isn’t she so stinking cute? I could eat her, but I won't because it would be wrong.
Speaking of things that I can't eat.....I went to Jimmy John's on Monday for a Turkey Tom and the lady said "Oh, you know that they don't come with sprouts anymore, right?" I was devastated, and for a good reason. Sprouts made the sandwich. She said that there have been too many recalls, so they had to take them off the menu. I buy them and make sandwiches at home. I am totally bummed out. I love sprouts, man! They make a sandwich so crunchy!
I wanted to check it out myself. I found that sprouts are incredibly healthy for you because they are like eating a little plant. They are full of healthy enzymes and packed with vitamins, especially B. However, they are hard to wash and therefore create a breeding ground for bacteria, specifically E. coli. Um, ewwwww. If they ever tell me this about avocados, I am in trouble.
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| Seriously. Isn't she so adorable? I love it when she calls me Auntie Brinty. I love her. |
Here's the Word of the Day:
1. of, pertaining to, or resembling a goat.
2. Having a goatish odor.
3. Lustful; libidinous.
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