Wednesday, December 29, 2004

It's Survey time!

1. Name 4 famous people (authors, actors, whatever) living OR dead that you would like to invite to a dinner party. And the reasons why, too.
OKay - first I'd pick 2 authors, Jennifer Weiner and Laurie Notaro...because they CRACK ME UP. Next, I'd pick Harry Connick Jr. - because he's funny too...but also because he's yummy. Next would be Oprah...cause she's got the HOOK UP and I could meet all kinds of interesting people, since you know - we'd immediately be best friends and all.
(I know most people will be all "I would pick JESUS!" but I think that would make my other guests feel intimidated - ....and I wouldn't be able to gaze at Harry C. without feeling guilty - so that just won't work for me)

2. What is the most revolting food you have ever tasted?
Probably Liver...or no, was some sort of seafood thing that had tenticles on it (I double DOG dare you to eat that!)- and the little suckers kept sticking to my tongue...yeah, it was gross....I didn't actually eat it - I yarked that thing back on my plate faster than you could blink an eye

3. Name 5 things that you can see from wherever you currently are.
A Tree in front of our office building ~ A funeral being setup at the cemetary across the street ~ A group of daycare kids walking down the street with their teachers, all holding onto a rope so they don't go missing (CUTE!) ~ big, dark, gray clouds that look like they're going to DUMP rain any minute (hurry up kidlets!) ~ A cat in a field hunting for some lunch in the form of a cemetary gopher, a delicacy in these here parts...

4. If you could change anything about your body, what would it be?
I'm skipping this one because I don't wanna sound like a whiner and I'm trying to learn to love myself. hehe - in the words of Stuart Smalley "I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it, people like me!"

5. What music are you listening to lately?
hmmm, actually I've been listening to country on the radio at work (because our receptionist would always change the station, and now that she's gone - my boss and I can listen to whatever...) ~ also, I have the Garden State Soundtrack in my car which hubster HATES - but I love :) ~ and I'm always in the mood for my classic rock station, because Led Zeppelin rules...

6. What person are you currently impressed by?
There is a girl who's online journal I read - and her boyfriend is from India. They are currently packing their bags to head over to Asia and help out with the Tsunami crisis (they both emptied their savings to do so) and also to get in contact with some of his family members there who may or may not be okay. I'm very impressed by the fact that they both are dropping everything and taking ALL their money and going...that is way cool.

7. List off some Dream Careers that appealed to you, either growing up or nowadays.
I used to want to be a veterinarian - but then I found out how much school I'd have to take and literally said "heck with that" ~ otherwise, I want to be one of those traveling secret spies for hotels and restaurants ("pay me and I'll tell you how good your accomodations and employees are" type of thing) ~ OR - I think it would be fun to be the person in casting who picks all those nutbags who make it onto reality shows

8. Best flavor of popsicle ever?
I'd have to say those big stick ones (get your head outta the gutter, people..) that are red and yellow and I think cherry pineapple flavor? Those are YUM-MAY

9. Best song ever?
I LUUURVE "Ain't Too Proud To Beg" by the Temptations...and I'd have to say "Walkin on Sunshine" by Katrina and the waves is a great song too...

10. What celebrity have you been told you resemble?
HA! Okay, well...when I was little, I was told that I looked like a really young Jodi Foster (like from the movie Taxi) - but I think that's total crap because I don't think I look anything like her...I've also been told that I look like Sissy Spacek only with darker eyes...and I think that's probably only because we both have a wierd turned up nose...and recently I was told by a couple at the grocery store that I reminded them of Poppy Montgomery from Without A Trace (face only)...which I don't see the resemblence there either, but whatever...

11. Is anything annoying you right now?
I'm annoyed that it's cold in here and I can't find any space heaters and our stupid forced air heating has taken a dump....Also, that I'm the only one here at work and I'm lonely (sniff)

12. Tell me a random memory from your childhood.
I remember when my brother and I were little, we thought it would be way cool to dig our own pool in the we dug and dug and dug...and ended up with just an itty bitty hole - just big enough for the two of us....and we got the brilliant idea to turn it into a HOT TUB, yeah, a HOT TUB! So we lined the hole with black trash bags - and I ran into the house and opened my parents bedroom brother handed me the hose which I dragged across my parents bed and hooked up to the sink in their tiny bathroom sink and cranked on the hot water....yeah baby - it was sweet....a bit muddy perhaps - but we lounged in our hot tub until mom and dad walked into their bedroom and saw what we had done....they laughed their butts off - and then we got into trouble for getting dirt all over their bedspread....HEE! Ahhhh, those were the days....

13. Cats or dogs?
BOTH! Although we don't HAVE a dog - we have 3 cats of doom ~ but someday we'll get a dog :)

Waxing Poetic...

I know I haven't updated in a while - and I will soon - but I just have to share this quote that I stumbled upon today from Sundry...I think it's hilarious...

"The trick to avoiding depression is figuring out which states of mind require vodka and which require coffee. If you can do that, you are saved."


Thursday, December 23, 2004

No anxiety yet...

I'm feeling pretty good...pretty on top of things thus far. Most of my presents are wrapped - I ran out of paper, so I have 3 more things that need wrapping - but I can do that later tonight.
We're (hubster might not make it, working LATE tonight) going to a Christmas shin-dig at AJ and CC's house tonight...I'm excited to see everyone - and my best friend Amanda will be there. Plus, hubster made chocolate cake and I can't wait to taste it. Hopefully he'll be able to make it to the party.


Tuesday, December 21, 2004


Can it really be Christmas in 4 days? I still have tons of wrapping to do...
I'm not sure why, but the Christmas spirit hasn't really been IN me so far this year. Still no lights up...probably not gonna happen - heh.
Things are quite busy at work despite the slow time of year - my receptionist is gone now, so I've gotta do all the stuff that she would normally take care of, which sucks.
Hubster is working late these days and coming home tired, but still in good spirits. We still have to make AJ and CC's gift...we've got 3!
I'm feeling anxious about the next couple of weeks, and I'm not sure why. It's as if all my insecurities are alive inside my head when they're usually pushed back into a dark corner of my mind. That probably only makes sense to me, but that's okay.
I hate when I get like this...but I know it won't last forever...I just need to DO something...

Friday, December 17, 2004

Thank Gawd...

The Christmas shopping is over! Hubster and I braved the crowds...and my anxiety about get the majority of it done last night. We spent too much money and we still have some stocking stuffers to get - but the big stuff is done. We have so many KIDS to shop for...5 neices, one nephew, and one neice-to-be. Not to mention all our friend's children...Yowza.
Now comes the wrapping - I want to get it all done this weekend, so I'm not wrapping on Christmas Eve like usual. I think we did well with everyone this year - and the best part is that we did it TOGETHER. Usually, I end up doing all the shopping online or on my lunch hour and it SUCKS ...
I feel like I have so much to do...
1. I still don't have any christmas lights up on the outside of the house - and mom is coming over to paint our bay window with some sort of "scene" so I need to get the lights up this weekend for sure.
2. The screen busted on our front door - so I gotta fix that...which is an involved project because it involves wood molding and painting...dag-nab-it.
3. Hopefully, T can come over this weekend to highlight my hair because I want to get that done before Christmas and the hubster is a big chicken and won't do it for me.
4. My house is a disaster and needs to be cleaned IMMEDIATELY - or I will go insane and my brain will explode into a million little peices.
5. My laundry is piled (and I mean PILED) in the bedroom and I absolutely have no excuses other than I am lazy...
6. The hubster has taken one entire month to replace the belt in our vacuum cleaner. I know, I could have done it myself - but it was seriously a matter of principle and I REFUSED because I ALWAYS end up just "doing it myself" and so now he's trained to that - and I'm trying to break that habit. So yeah, it's nasty - but I haven't vacuumed in almost a month now...he JUST fixed it last night - so it's out nasty carpet!
7. I have all that wrapping of presents to do - and I'm anal about my present wrapping, so NO - hubster cannot help - his wrapping sucks...hehehe
8. My kitchen floor needs to be scrubbed badly - as in TAKE EVERYTHING OUT - all carts and stools and trash cans and "scrub the floor" involving hands and knees, the whole she-bang.
9. My trash cans need to be hosed and scrubbed out because they STANK
10. My closet has been a dilemma for a while's so small and so crammed with stuff...I truly need to clean it out and organize everything - I can't even close the door, it's THAT BAD...Hubster has been making comments - so I know it's bad if he's noticing it...LOL

Yeah, alot to do... *sigh*

I need some crack or some jolt cola to get me going...

Thursday, December 16, 2004

20 things

20 things about our 3 cats of doom...

1. One of them will always be sitting in the window waiting for us when we get home, we never know which one - so it's kind of a game to guess which one
2. We can never do anything in the bathroom ALONE, there is usually at least one pair of eyes staring as us as if to say "that is a WEIRD shaped box...and how come you never cover it up when you're finished?"
3. It's great to have someone to talk to when home by yourself, especially when they talk back and ask about your day (they do, I swear!)
4. We can't wash our hands or brush our teeth without having to share the faucet with a black and white furball who WILL shove you out of the way if he has to...the other cats are currently in training
5. All 3 of them will always be in whatever room we happen to watch tv in. Once, we actually got up and switched rooms to test this theory and one by one - they all followed us into the next room. We think it's because they're nosy and want to make sure they're around if anything exciting happens.
6. If there is a carton of yogurt in the house and it is doesn't matter where Tiny is - even if he's sleeping - he will smell it and will climb all up in your grill until you share.
7. Even after all these years, Jackson STILL tries to catch the fish in the fish tank - he will sit and stare at those fish for hours..and every now and then jump up to get one...sometimes he'll be there so long that we look over and he's passed out on the floor up against the fish tank - as if he just melted there...
8. If you are outside, and Tweak is sitting in the window - and you look at him and say "HI BUBBA!" - he will wave at you and meow.
9. EVERY time we change the sheets on any bed, all 3 cats think that it's their duty to lie down on each under the sheet, one under the blanket, and one under the comforter. We end up with 3 moving lumps on our bed - and the hubster swears they will suffocate, while I stand there and laugh at the lumps...
10. Tiny will always put his toys in either his food bowl, or his water bowl - we've seen alot of drowned furry mice in our day...
11. When we're laying in bed, Jackson always jumps up and tries to find our hands so he can make us pet him...usually, we'll tuck our hands under the covers and giggle while he digs madly at the blankets because he KNOWS THERE ARE HANDS UNDER THERE SOMEWHERE!
12. Tweak will always wait until the other two cats, and the daddy are out of sight before he will cuddle with me. The minute they leave the room, he looks at me and goes "MEH!" and then he'll climb into my lap and be the baby.
13. The event of a kitty smackdown is the best non-electronic entertainment around...
14. Christmas ornaments are just a fancy way of displaying kitty toys that can be batted from room to room leaving the bottom half of our tree nekkid as can be
15. Our bedtime is their playtime...we just don't know how to stop the stomping and sliding...
16. No bugs, moths, or spiders can survive in our house. If they spot something on the ceiling or high up on a wall, they will sit and whine and cry until we come and lift them up so they can reach it.
17. Tiny loves candy, as well as fruit rolls, beef jerky, shrimp, any kind of sauce or soup, cereal, and yeah...pretty much ANYTHING that people eat. I've never seen him spit anything out...
18. Tweak limits his food preferences to milk and velveeta cheese...and he only licks the gravy off of canned food, he won't actually eat any of it...he doesn't care for cat treats, or even meat of any kind...he's odd.
19. Jackson only loves cat food (any kind and a lot of it)...the only people food I've ever seen him eat is shrimp, and I think he only ate it to spite the Tiny...eating usually cuts into his sleeping time, so he can't be bothered with anything other than what's in the bowl.
20. We simply can't imagine our lives without the furballs - we would be bored out of our skulls - they are so quirky and full of personality :)

Monday, December 13, 2004


So, hubster and I had the kidlets for Friday night and Saturday. Friday night was great...other than a few run-ins with Abby over wearing the seatbelt on her carseat, "It's too tight!" she screams...and we tell her she has to wear it or we're pulling over..."It's too tight!" she screams over and over...and then the fake choking ensues. Incidentally, EVERYTHING is "too tight" - her clothes, the blankets, the seatbelt...if she doesn't like it - it's TOO TIGHT. We've gotten very good at ignoring the screaming and choking, so has Keester. Anyway, we took them to the store because we promised to make cookies...and then we stopped by the video store because we promised movies (we are only put on this earth to spoil the neices, donchaknow?) and on the way home, we drove into a cul-de-sac that every year is completely over done with the decorations. I'm talking, these people must have to rent several storage sheds for all the decorative crap they have for their house...and I'm telling you, it was all up before Thanksgiving - scary.
So as we're rounding the corner, the kids start screaming "SANTA!!!" (just picture the ELF movie type of santa screaming) and we notice that there is a real live santa clause sitting in a giant red chair in the middle of the driveway of this garrish house. "SANTA! SANTA!"
So we park and take the kidlets up to the house and Abby immediately goes and sits on Santa's knee. She is holding a yellow bouncy ball because she had talked aunty (me, the sucka) into giving them each a quarter to put in the "ball machine" at the video store. Santa asks her what she wants for Christmas and she looks and him and goes "a bouncy ball" - and he looks at her hand and says "but you already have a bouncy what else would you like for Christmas little one?" and she looks at him and opens and closes her mouth...and then she goes "ummmm, a bouncy ball"
I'm giggling madly and taking pictures and after two more "bouncy ball" responses - Santa gives up and let's Keester have a try. Keester hears Santa's question about what she wants, and looks at me and in a loud whisper says "aunty, what am I supposed to say?"
and I tell her to ask for a toy she's been wanting, and she again loudly whispers "but aunty, I don't remember what I wanted!"
I'm still giggling at this point because these kids are cracking me up...and hubster is standing behind me trying to wrestle the candycane out of Abby's little hand because they haven't eaten dinner yet.
Anyway - we cruise around the house and check out all the movable creatures and lights and it's all very cool. We go home and eat dinner and watch movies and take a bath - with TONS of bubbles (because what's a bath without bubbles?) and keep them up WAY past their bedtime...and finally put them both to bed, where Keester falls asleep practically the minute her head hit the pillow - and Abby stays up talking to herself for the next hour. Hubster and I were standing at the door with our faces pressed up against it, listening to her babbling on and on - it was pretty damn funny.
They both slept until 8am, WOOHOOOOOOO! (see? keep the kids up late, they SLEEP LATE! Love it)
I made mickey mouse pancakes (go aunty!) and we watched Saturday morning cartoons and got dressed and headed off to the park.
The first park was declared "boring" after about 15 minutes...and Keester had already gone down the slide and soaked up all the morning dew with her blue jeans - thus causing her to walk bowlegged, and double her weight. So we got into the car and headed to a different park...a school! With 3 (count em, 3!) playgrounds. After skipping the first playground because there were 3 men in gas masks spraying for weeds, and after explaining to the girls that those men in masks were not "bad guys" - we got back into the car and drove to the other side where the playgrounds were on sand. The gate was open so I figured "what the heck?" and drove right on through it and up to the playground equipment. Keester promptly climbed all over a metal dinosaur shaped jungle gym and was so proud of herself for climbing the WHOLE thing that she dismounted and stood up, only to slam her head (with a loud THONK!) right into the dinosaur's giant metal head.
That kid has the hardest head on the planet because she stood up and said "ouch" and proceeded over to the swings without even flinching. Meanwhile, I'm standing there almost in tears because the SOUND HURT ME.
While I'm standing there, a teacher DRIVES up in his car and tells me that nobody is supposed to drive onto this part of the playground...and I looked at him pointedly and said "huh, nobody eh?" and he called me a smart ass and told me to move my car to outside the gate. He was really rude about it...but I did as I was told because the kids were watching...
After playing for a bit Abby declared that she was thirsty, so we set off to find a fountain - and as she's taking a drink, she looks at me and shouts "I'M PEEING!" and I look down to find a stream of pee running out of her pants and onto the sidewalk...and Keester is laughing. I strip the child down and say "okay girls, gotta go!"
Luckily, I had a plastic bag and a towel in the car...whew! who says I'm not prepared?
So we get home, and I start running the bath for Abby - and while I'm getting a towel out of the cupboard, I hear an "Aunty, I had a accident" - only it's from KEESTER, and she's peed right onto the I run over and grab the cushion and strip it - luckily, nothing soaked through to the pad underneath...Kee informs me that she didn't mean to, and she was busy watching cartoons, and forgot she had to go...ay-yi-yi. Both girls into the bath now!
Since their clothes are all thrashed (kee's were still wet and sandy from the slide incident) I throw them into the washer and put them into a couple of giant t-shirts which makes them look like my very own set of goblins running around the house.
We head outside to the grass in the front yard to attempt an art project involving plaster of paris which in restrospect was NOT a good idea...and after Abby spilled an entire bottle of bubbles into her shirt and was scooping the bubbles up with her hands and trying to make a "grown up bubble"...I took her into the house to change her shirt and de-bubble her arms and legs. Just as I get her into a fresh t-shirt, I hear AJ and CC pull up. I had forgotten that I said I would take their family picture (along with the dog) down at the beach when they came to pick up the kids...
I was explaining to CC why their clothes were in the wash, when we hear this horrible groaning and howling coming from the family room. I drop everything and dash into the family room - only to find Abby had brought the dog into the house, and he was taking a serious beating from my cat who was up on both legs and boxing the dog's head. I grab the dog and run outside,
After from panicking from CC and the girls, AJ and I looked the dog over and notice that he must have gotten scratched in the eye, but he truly seems fact he's wagging his tail and looking at us like "hey, wanna play? can we play now? I wanna play!"
AJ is trying to calm CC down, and I'm trying to calm the kids down - and the psycho-territorial bitch-slapping cat is standing at the screen growling...
So after everything calms down, CC decides to go home to get clothes for the kids to wear for pictures and after she leaves, AJ is outside trying to fix some $1 store bubble maker thing....and I'm transferring the clothes to the dryer and I hear Keester shout from the living room "aunty, abby's getting in trouble!"
and I sigh and find her in the bedroom with a bottle of my foundation make up in her hand...OH LORD HELP ME...
I look behind her and see make up spilled all over our sheets, all over the floor (which she had walked through and tramped all over..thank God we have wood floors) and somehow had gotten little specks all over our dresser, the walls, and the door to the bathroom...she must have gotten it on her hand and then shook her hand.... So I proceed to reprimand her and make her go tell her Dad what she just did and grab a crapload of baby wipes to get it all up off the floor and my furniture. AJ walks in and looks at me and goes "what the heck is wrong with my child?".
I go to throw the wipes in the trash and notice that my cat (who is still growling and stomping around the house) is licking water from a bowl that is filled with water-logged dry cat food. I pull Abby into the kitchen and ask her if she did it and she goes "but see, then they can eat and drink at the same time!"
So help me, I laughed...even though by this time I was somewhat FRUSTRATED and just wanted my nice quiet house back.
I go to check the clothes and notice that all their NEW clothes have been dyed blue. Crimony. I'm wanting to put my head down and cry at this point - how am I ever going to be able to handle motherhood without some seriously good drugs??? Xanax anyone?
At this point, I hear the hubster come in the front door....He hears a strange dog barking for attention from the back yard, sees a pissed off cat stomping around and growling, sees a couch cushion missing and stripped, sees makeup all over our sheets in the bedroom, sees arts and craft stuff all over the lawn, sees the cat's water bowl full of puffed up food, and sees ME hold an armload of blue clothing with tears in my eyes, and he goes "hmmm, bad day?"
I said "if you even THINK about complaining about work today - I'm taking the car keys and leaving you with these children ALONE because you HAVE NO IDEA"
Thankfully, CC came back with clothes, we got everyone dressed and wrestled their hair into semi-submission and I headed to the beach with them to take family pictures. They had brought a fake christmas tree to decorate and be part of the picture. Beach + Christmas Tree = well as a dog wearing a santa hat and antlers...
Finally it was time for picture taking...and I'm just gonna say that trying to get 2 kids and a dog wearing antlers to all look at the camera at the same time - it's a total crapshoot.
I went home and sat on the couch and didn't move for about 5 hours when I then fell asleep. Sunday, we didn't do a darn thing.
I'm still tired from Saturday - and truly hoping that not every day is like that when you're a mom - otherwise, I think hubster might have to find a new wife who's more willing to put herself through that kind of torment.

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

A Sister Sandwich...

Yes, AJ and CC are having a GIRL!
3 girls...and hubster's sister has 2 girls already. We're surrounded by girlies :)
The pressure is on, hubsters gotta talk to his "boys" and make sure we have some boys...when the time comes.
I'm very excited - I need another baby to hold and put to sleep. Okay, I just realized how bad that sounded....heh

Friday, December 03, 2004


I went to Walmart on my lunch hour to see if I could find scarves to wear over our elf costumes (because we'll be freezing our butts off out there), except that as I pulled into the parking lot, I found that everybody and their friggin cousin decided to be at that particular Walmart today. I swear, the parking lot (and this is a BIG parking lot) was completely full...
I decided that my sanity could not handle that, and I will go sometime tonight instead...late tonight...the later the better.
I get really claustrophobic and psycho inside really crowded stores. When I'm in there too long, and people are in my way and annoying me, I always wish that I had a big rubber cart so I could just BUMP everyone else out of the way. Those people that stop in the middle of the aisle and don't pull over to the side so other people can get by?....those people would most definately be bumped. The people who MEANDER EVER SO FLIPPIN SLOWLY looking at this or that and don't pay any attention to those around them...while I have a LIST and a MISSION, and a GOAL to get the hell out of there as soon as possible - but those people don't care because they take a half hour to decide what kind of CHEESE they want to buy?...those people would get bumped as well. And most definately, the people who take an hour and a half to put their crap away and LEAVE after checking out - you know the types who are still standing there putting things in their purse or looking over their receipt...even when all my stuff has been scanned and I'm trying to write out my check in my hand because they won't move the heck out of the way? Those people I just kill and bury in my back yard....HEH - kidding! only kidding!
Aren't I a joy when it comes to shopping?
Online shopping is the only thing that saves me from having a nervous breakdown this time of year...hehe

Thursday, December 02, 2004

Electrical Difficulties

I'm discovering more and more interesting observations about the OLD house we moved into.

#1 - Our walls are plaster with no insulation, we also have wood floors - which means, it gets colder than a brass brassier in there.
#2 - Even with the heater on, if you sit anywhere near a window you can actually FEEL A BREEZE, and we have alot of windows, so it's a good idea to just make sure you're wrapped up in a blanket like a burrito most of the time.
#3 - We cannot run the dishwasher and the washing machine at the same time, or it will overrun the pipes and cause the sewer system to back up into the back yard. NOT NICE.
#4 - We cannot have the TV on in the den and vaccum at the same time or we will blow a circuit breaker..every time, without fail.
#5 - There is an old vent in the living room floor - and if you pick up one corner and peer down inside, you will see SAND because it goes RIGHT UNDER THE HOUSE. This creeped Hubster and I out big time until we decided to think of it as an "escape hatch". We figured that if our house was ever being riddled with bullets, we could pull a LETHAL WEAPON survival method and dodge all the bullets! Whatever keeps us from having nightmares right? (I keep wondering how long it would take us to round up all three cats..hehe)
#6 - Our neighbors get up an an UNGODLY hour and turn their porch light on which shines right into our bedroom.
#7 - The neighbor across the street put a giant lit and decorated (with nice glass ornaments!) christmas tree outside on her front deck - I'm taking this as a sign that we live in a theft free neighborhood because it's been 3 days and it's still there with all the purty stuff on it. I might take this into consideration when we're decorating our tree...and we run out of purty stuff...
#8 - There is only ONE outlet in each room - I didn't think this would be a big deal when we moved in - but now that each room has about 5 power cords all plugged into each other on ONE outlet, I'm a little worried that it might be a fire hazard - and having one outlet just SUCKS.
#9 - We only have ONE phone outlet - which means when we want to get on the internet, we have to drag this long cord across the kitchen floor and one of us inevitably trips on it. We've had a few "The cat is tangled up in the damn cord AGAIN!" incidents...which actually, can be quite entertaining.
#10 - MANY people walk by our house each night on their way to the beach...and since it gets dark so early now - I just noticed that people can see right into our house. I guess I'll have to stop walking around in my skivies now...

Wednesday, December 01, 2004


The hubster has been trying to get me to sit down and watch Band of Brothers with him forever. (he's only watched it about 427 times)
I actually really WANT to see it - but it's LONG, and seems like such a daunting task now that I've put it off for so long...
Well, I am a reality TV junkie (and I mean like, tap my veins, kind of junkie - I need my fix!) and I am constantly trying to get hubster to watch certain shows with's always more fun to watch with someone else, so you can complain about certain people during the commercial break, am I right?
So last night, we're watching a Trading Spouses episode that I had taped (the one with the self-righteous over the top animal activist who was such a looney-bin) and the hubster pipes up with "okay, let's make a deal! For every 5 hours of reality TV that I watch with you, you have to watch 1 hour of Band of Brothers with me"
Yes, he actually said that...
So I shouted "DEAL!" and grabbed his hand and shook it furiously before he could realize what he'd just done.

Then it sunk in - he said he would watch 5 HOURS of reality tv...for 1 HOUR of a really good movie....HAHAHHAHAHAHA - what the hell was he thinking?

and of course, there are no take-backs...what kind of person would I be if I didn't honor his initial proposition?

*enter evil laugh here*

I told him that I think he made that deal because deep down he is really a reality TV junkie too and just doesn't want to admit it...

tap that vein hubster because you're in for ALOT of reality tv :)

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Soooo funny...

If only I had batteries in my camera.
This weekend, the hubster and I have been recruited by a friend (who is an event planner) to dress as elves and do valet parking for her corporate party.
This evening as I was cooking dinner, the hubster entered the kitchen in full elf garb. I actually dropped the spoon in my hand I laughed so hard.
Red and green elf costume...complete with dingle balls...HEH...tight red pants...and a red and green elf hat with bells and a gold pointsetta at the tip.
I was giggling madly when he all of a sudden starting doing the "axl rose dance"...and I REALLY lost it.

You just haven't lived until you've seen an elf do the axl rose dance :)

Tiny Teddy Bear...

I now have my littlest cat trained to jump into my arms...I can literally stand in front of him, hold out my hands and say "Up, Tiny, UP!" and he'll look at me and shake his booty and launch himself right into my arms.
He's just my Tiny Teddy Bear...

and I just made myself sound like a total SAP and a sucker for anything with fur...ay-yi-yi...

Those boys..

We recently moved into a house with wood floors throughout, except for the den which is carpeted. On the first night, our three cats learned that if they started in the den and ran through the kitchen into the living room they could STOP running and slide across the wooden floor...and YEEHAW, what fun!
It sounds like a herd of elephants running and sliding, running and sliding...they just wouldn't stop with the running and sliding.

We have since gotten used to hearing this in the wee hours and it doesn't bother us anymore.

Our bathroom is called a "Jack and Jill" bathroom because it connects to our bedroom and also has a door going into the guest bedroom...we usually leave the doors open because the cats like the fact that they can run THROUGH the bathroom and get to the den to continue the sliding game.
Except last night, one of us forgot to leave the guest side door open...and while the boys were running and sliding, they decided to HAUL BUTT through our bedroom and into the bathroom only to find a closed door.
The THUD was LOUD...
Am I the only person that can say I've had a 3 cat pile-up in our bathroom?

Thinking and smiling..

The Hubster has a tendency to put his foot in his mouth ALOT...we always joke that his shut up light is broken. Sometimes when he feels awkward about something that was said, he say "well, this conversation went awry" - and I immediately get an image in my head of a specific Seinfeld episode where Jerry steals a loaf of bread from a woman on the street and she screams "he stole my marbel rye!" in a thick jewish accent. (yeah I'm weird, shaddup)
So last night, we're laying in bed talking and he tries to tell me a lame joke and I don't laugh...and he says " well that just went awry" and rolls over, and I scoot up behind him and in a tiny little voice I say "he stoooole my maaaaah-bel ryyyyyye" with my fake-and-bad-attempt at a jewish accent...
and we laugh together and life is good :)

Friday, November 19, 2004

Doin the dance..

I'm going skiing tomorrow!!! *doin the happy skiing dance...

I'm so excited to hit those slopes - I'm NOT excited about getting up so damn early (we're leaving at 3:45am - suck!) to drive there, but it'll be totally worth it. *doin the happy skiing dance...

So our heater is broken, and the landlord came the night before last to inform us that a fuse had blown and he would be back the next day to fix it. Our house is old with no insulation and plaster walls, so it gets HELLA cold. Well the weirdo didn't show yesterday. Kinda pissed me off - our cats even huddle in bed with us it's so cold. He better show up today or it's ON.

Survivor sucked last night - I was so sad to see Chad go. That other guy (chris?) is SCREWED.
Eliza looks like a concentration camp survivor to me. The skinnier she gets, the bigger her eyes get. They look like they're gonna pop out and roll across the floor. It's almost like her head is really big at the forehead and super thin and skinny at the chin...I'd say Alien-like. *Shiver* she scares me...
Amy is too smug and has too much power over the other women - she needs to go.

So I'll be gone until Sunday - Hubster is having a poker party with a bunch of people from work - and I promised him I'd make potato salad...YUM.

Going skiing, going skiing! *doin the happy skiing dance :)

Thursday, November 18, 2004

It's Official...

The hubster and I have unfortunately taken our first step into the world of "white trash".
Here is how it all began...
I was watching Wife Swap and set the remote control onto the arm of the couch. I got up during a commercial break and accidentally knocked the remote off the arm and as it hit the floor, the little battery cover came off and skittered across the floor. I had dishes in my hand, so I walked into the kitchen and as I did so, I heard a flicking noise..and little furry feet pounding across the wood floors. I put my dishes down and rushed back into the living room - only to find our gray kitty Jackson looking VERY guilty. The battery cover was nowhere in sight. I proceeded to move furniture around and look in every nook and cranny of our living room. I found the following items under our couch:

17 ponytail holders (and no, I'm not kidding)
2 fuzzy mice toys
1 phone bill (oops)
3 magazines
1 half eaten bag of kitty crack (catnip) which explains why they've been moaning forlornly and staring longingly at the sofa, withdrawals don't ya know...
1 sock
4 pieces of halloween candy
3 boxes of matches
and a crapload of cat hair...

all that - but no battery cover. I truly looked everywhere, I even looked in the bedrooms thinking he scooted it in there somehow. I can't imagine how he got rid of it so quickly, but it's gone - swept into the abyss of the McCullough black hole.
So, regretfully and tearfully - I resorted to putting a strip of duct tape on the back of the remote to hold the batteries in place.
The hubster looked at me sorrowfully and of course thinks that this situation justifies the purchase of a new tv.

First of All...

I like the idea of having a place to get things out of my head. There is alot going on in there...opinions, and funny stories, and odd things that happen in my daily life. I read ALOT of online journals and blogs, and it seems that some people have alot of problems with nasty commenters or people who disagree with things that have been said..or typed, for that matter. So one thing I wanna say right now is - if you don't agree with me, or you think I'm wrong, or's the's my blog, my brain. If people don't like it, they don't have to read it - it's that simple.
Now, I know nobody is reading this yet - or possibly will never read it - but I felt like I should put some sort of "disclaimer" on this blog - because I am VERY opinionated...and stubborn...and that can get me into trouble :)