sunday monday

packin'
away my white shoes and white skirts til next memorial day. i always wonder, is it just shoes or shoes AND skirts... i don't like to take any chances and risk upsetting the wrong person, so i pack the whole lot away :)

tryin'
to summon the enthusiam to give this poor sad doggie a face :|

despisin'
that woman from the progressive insurance commercials. she has that scratchy voice that i don't trust. i'm pretty sure i'd never give that company any of my business based on how much she annoys me :)

returnin'
the ridiculous kettle i bought today that doesn't stop boiling when it's done - it just boils and boils and boils till all the water is gone... what on earth is the point of that??!

anticipatin'
feeling a little more human about 3 weeks' time.... i am pretty sure trips to vegas should be covered by medical insurance

wonderin'
if i'm the only person in this crazy world who doesn't have a supply of xanax in their purse... i am pretty sure it's not over-the-counter so how come everyone talks it like it's a box of tictacs... checking amazon.com, they have everything, right? they MUST have the magic tictacs ;) i want them in orange flavor.

lovin'
bathing TB&J, our two little ratties... who knew you can bathe rats! and make their fur all spikey and baby powder scented :) it's the completely pointless stuff in life that makes it sweet!
he liked it honestly!!

finally a use for those overwhelmingly lame shamwow towels that i HAD to have for my birthday :)

powder fresh ratties :)

pocket pal

shrinky dinks

i'm only slightly obsessed with shrinky dinks :|

these are the first batch with 'frosted ruff and ready' (how i love that sassy name:) paper and colored pencils. there is no methodology in our design studio (ie kitchen table), the boys make whatever the boys want from dinosaurs, tracing pictures from books, to consonants to stars out of little leftover scraps of paper ;) the ballet dancers are all mine...


then i graduated to inkjet paper and a shocking addiction was born :| i had to drive to 3 (THREE!) michaels around town, using my naughty supposed- to-be-one-per-day-50%-off-coupons at each location in order to secure a 6 pack for $5 :) shh, don't tell Michael.... but technically i consider him a drug dealer since shrinky dinks are THAT addictive and i have to have at least a 6 month future supply at all times :|



next on the list, dog tags from Martha (love her for inspiring me/hate her for making me feel so horribly useless and clutzy and devoid of any original ideas)....

wondering...

why did everyone get to feed ducks when they were little, and ducks are clearly still around to tell the tale, but now when i have children of duck-feeding age, it's illegal :(

why on earth is there going to be a sequel to 'sex and the city - the movie'... PLEASE just split it into 22 minute segments and JUST BRING THE SHOW BACK! sunday nights are just not the same since 22 february 2004, sob :(

how does my camera know when i get to 444 and makes that one picture absolutely perfect every single time, no matter how unaligned the planets were on 443 and 445... 444 is always always a keeper :)

what happens to someone's facebook when they die... it gives me goosebumps to think about it...

what is this beatles thingie and how badly does the world's biggest beatles fan need it?

pics from the weekend with the (borrowed) lens i'm sending a letter to Santa Claus about...

loving
old Criminal Minds of yesteryear... i miss Mandy Patinken, even though he has a girl's name, which is a definite no-no in my book ;)

not loving
quizzes on facebook that have more than 10 questions (too labor intensive) or less than 7 (they can't possibly give an accurate result:)

needing to
make a mercy dash to Joanns for fluff with which to stuff my new collection of pet gloves/socks. i am mentally walking the aisles of Michaels to see if they have bags of fluff, since Michaels is so much closer but i just can't think where it would be :( i am thinking fluff is more of a haberdasherical type item......

seconds away from
cutting my hair short all over again!! this is why i've been growing it for 20 years! it's a total mess and is always in my eyes, i look like a wild horse :( how does anyone function with long hair...

just trained
TB&J (the ratties) to stand on their back legs and beg adorably for cocoa crispies :) just call me the rat whisperer....

counting down to
Vegas in 3 weeks. THREE WEEKS!!!!!!!

pics from today.....

things and more

working on
christmas gifts. in september. because it would have been a total cliche to work on them in july ;)

listening to
sweetness follows by REM. favorite cd ever = automatic for the people

finally googling
the lyrics to 'king of birds' by rem after wondering for far far far far too long what 'singer sing me a gibbon' means... it's a given, not a gibbon :|

breathing in
the smell of Danny's hair, he smells so perfectly beautiful after his bath. i wish i could make a perfume of the smell of freshly washed, sleepy little child :) i am sure philosophy have tried and cleverly marketed and packaged such a product, but they never quite seem to achieve their objective. exception: falling in love and the present:
i love your sweet moonthinks lists of cool stuff, melissa :)

planning on
sharing a slice of half-the-calories-so-it's-tecnically-kind-of-good-for-you-apple-pie with my hubbie tonight, while watching whatever was in that red envelope in today's mail

counting down to
vegas. no whammies no whammies NO WHAMMIES. if any whammies are planning on popping their little heads up at the last minute, they'd better be ready to be shot at point blank range. whammies, you have been warned....

hoping for
world peace. failing that, to move to Cape Cod which is the very next best thing ;)

loving
Sam being happy in school :)

also loving
facebook since i found the heavenly hide button :)

still wishing to
someday go to neverland...

today's lamest OC mom EVER award goes to....

the mom with the big sunglasses (indoors....) in BK, with the sad-looking but oh-so-speaky-clean little boy, who couldn't be touched by other kids, therefore avoiding contamination from the outside world. she actually physically shoo-shooed kids away and brushed the imaginary germs off her spawnling :|

but it's BURGER KING!! in Santa Ana!!! there is a visible layer of filth over Santa Ana :| Santa Ana is also covered by an impermeable blanket of smog/ash from the fires surrounding us... why did she even leave the house???! not to mention this is the BK playplace where every breath is another 100,000,000 micro-organisms into your lungs and stomach to fester alongside the rotting meat and rat pee covered lettuce leaf you just ate, and don't even get me started on why they call it special sauce ;)

whatever, she gave us a giggle and a whole lot to bitch about (within earshot always:) i was lucky enough to be with a mommy who shares my 'philosophy' on parenting... which is 'que sera and to hell with the lamest OC mommies around us';)

back later with pics... off to big lots to feed my martha stewart crafts on sale for a dollar obsession some more :)

loves and pictures

loving:

straight out of camera, snapshot blurry carefree kind of pictures

little boys who love animals


michael jackson

big huge trees

shopping in winco where there are no rules about:

• taking pictures
• letting your kids play with plungers
• testing the grapes and candy (shhh!!!)
  
• stuffing unwanted items behind the magazines at the checkout :)

being able to walk to school (even if the littlest boy doesn't think so;)

happy monday tuesday!

returned
Sam to school :| i hate going back to school. the whole new teacher/new kids thing every fall is like teaching your kid to fly all over again and hoping they get off the ground. stressful and requires an entire block of cadbury dairy milk with chunks of biscuit as reward when your little birdie gets off the ground

finally listening to
iTunes again! specifically 'hey bulldog' by the beatles, thanks to the abovementioned fabulicious babydaddy :) it's a beautiful day just because of that alone ;)

wondering
which sock/glove creatureto make first!! melissa you really shouldn't have, but i absolutely love that you did <3

shelled
a whoooole lotta peanuts at Johnny Reb's before dinner... twas catfish night, all you can eat no less :)

back with pics xox

love is.....

• having my coffee made for me each morning. the most wonderfully rich, creamy, sweet coffee. in my favorite dotty cup always...
• agreeing on which appetizer, entree and dessert to share with no compromising...
• sharing a sweet daydream to someday move to cape cod and fix up a weather-beaten little cottage on the shore together...
• always leaving the bathroom neat and clean...
• finding a tiffany box on my pillowcase with the perfect little bow necklace inside - for no other reason than it's the end of summer...
• caring so deeply for our boys that together we form a perfect circle of love and protection around them...
• riding our bikes together on warm evenings...
• fixing my itunes (again)...
• folding and putting away the laundry...
• stroking my hair every single night till i fall asleep...
• always letting me use the 50mm lens :)...
• still thinking he's the funniest, smartest person i've ever met
• i left out cutest... definitely cutest :)
  

feeling the love d-e-e-p-l-y today and i'm so grateful for that <3

candy

since the magnificent eve of 4 November 2008, one thing has prayed heavily on my mind. no, not the name of the future presidential puppy and whether it would be a rescue dog. nor whether Obama prefers to write with a blue or a black pen (surely not a red pen...?) nor whether Obama has a bicycle and if so, where does he ride it to and what color is it....

nope, my burning question: which candy would he select as his official presidential candy of choice? i have searched high and low for months on end for this information and am still at a loss for the answer.

here you can see m&ms which are left over from Bush's days and jelly bellies (Reagan's choice) but no new officially endorsed Obama candy :|

there is something in a red packet that is impossible to make out... surely not beef jerky? do people consider beef jerky to be candy? i sometimes see it in the candy aisle and that is just wrong and tragic for those who think of it as candy :( anyway, i must do some further checking on the internet to find out this important political information or i just know i will NOT be sleeping tonight.

i did find out during my lengthy (7 minutes of) research that Obama loves salted caramels too. i wonder if he tried a salted caramel cupcake yet, they are quite delicious :)

anyway... quite undelicious - the BBC America documentary last night: 'my 100,000 lovers' :| i watched in shock and horror covering my eyes and fast forwarding when necessary, but did hear one woman say she had 100,000 intimate encounters (i am guessing this is where they got the eye-catching title) :| i even did the math on my calculator given her daily rate (15 x 7 days x 52 weeks x 18 years....) and sure enough it comes to 98,280 :| i guess she added another 1,720 for unusually flirty days :) it quite put me off my burnt maple syrup pork sausages that i had been looking forward to for dinner all day :| tisk tisk.

off to the land of nod... it's already dark here (at 7:58pm) and dumbass school starts in the morning... so i am guessing that summer might be coming to an end :(