dear phone...

pleeeeeeeeease stop ringing!!! our phone rings at least 750 times a day, i am not kidding. and i've never liked the phone - for sooooo many reasons. firstly english accents don't go through the wires very well - i have to repeat myself over and over and over and say everything with the utmost precision so my words will finally be understood - like feeding crinkly dollar bills into a vending machine - it's soooo frustrating. plus you can't backspace and re-say things that came out all wrong because you talk too much and can't leave any silences in the conversation. the phone sucks. and don't get me started on the cell phone.... "it's britney, bitch..." yes britney, but where are you, bitch??! all my purse pockets are mesh and they rip at my cuticles til they bleed as i feverishly search for my phone. it is like a terrifying quiz show game trying to find the phone before the music stops.

i am sooo obsessed with getting a good deal. white house (not THAT white house, the REAL white house: photo lab) have a sale on their press printed cards, i think you save all of $5 if you order by tomorrow. well, how can i resist such a deal? i love designing little note cards no matter how long it takes. so i have been working day and night to make "for all occasions" cards. submitting one order at a time so i get more lollipops :)

gasp. Tom Leykis is canceled....? oh please, say it is SO!!! dang that Obama really is my personal Jim'll Fix It kinda guy ;) i need to send him a list of everything else i want done around here... getting rid of music on websites should be next i think.... making all mcdonalds burgers automatically pickle-free... closing down miserable tustin ranch costco....

time to find ipod and walk ungrateful dogs. and go to the abovementioned awful costco.... it may be a crazy life. but it's our life.

every "week" we decorate a letter. this "week" we painted I with ice and ice crystals and icicles.... clearly some weeks there is no letter of the week :)

we love mcdonalds after school on fridays

snowcapped mountains, praise the lord! allelujia! (i still remember my catholic school hymns after all these years)

at the library with Elliot