Ew. Just...ew.

Mister Hunzer and I took the kids to the MN State Fair last week. We love the fair. We also have a food booth in the fair (technically Mister H owns it with two friends but I just say "we" for sake of argument). Since Mister H virtually lives at the fucking fair during it's entire 12 day run, we have to force ourselves to enjoy it when we are there with the kids.

Notice how I went from "we love the fair" to "the fucking fair" to "we have to force ourselves to enjoy it"? It truly is a love-hate relationship with most of the emphasis on "love".

This year we checked out the "butterly house". It was a huge room filled with random free-flying butterflies. It was actually pretty cool. They just landed on you anywhere ~ your head, your back, your leg, whatevs. Thing 1 and I just loved it. Thing 2 wasn't sure what to think. He liked that you could get so up close and personal with the butterflies but he only wanted it on HIS terms. The Baby Boy Child and DH could have cared less. (The Teen was working in our booth at this time or he would have been with us)...








I thought the butterfly house was cool as shit so when I found out that you could buy a container of caterpillars for home, I was all for it! Now we have these two containers with a couple coccoons in them a piece. FYI ~ coccoons are ugly.

This is where the "ew. Just...ew" part comes in.

The kids and I were in the kitchen and we kept hearing this faint "rattling" noise. One of them realized it was one of the effin' COCCOONS. It was wiggling and rattling and knocking on the side of the container.

EFFIN' GROSS!




Oh...I took video, of course. *wink*




See what I mean? CREEPY. This was earlier in the afternoon today. As of right now (10:25pm), nothing has come out of this coccoon. Perhaps it was just having a bad dream??

Apparently the MN State Fair is THE place to be. Vince Vaughn was here two nights ago! *smirk*

And now, more requisite Fair pictures...
















And with that, I'm out.

~ xoxo ~

Gonna wash that jizz right outta my hair!

I decided today that the color of clown jizz just doesn't look good on me. I dyed it back to a dark auburn brown...no more flaming red hair that could double as Carrot Top's treasure trail.

That's all I got folks. Riveting, I know.

~ xoxo ~

PS: If George Clooney, Chris Meloni or James Tupper would like to jizz on my hair, I won't object.

What? I'm just sayin'...

{ Holy Shit! }

I saw the BEST bumper sticker EVER today! It said...

I am an orgasm donor.

Um, WOW.

I went out with the neighborhood girls last night. We started at Applebee's with drinks and apps (if you have never tried the Tuscan Cheese Dip, get thee ass to Applebee's NOW!). After a few PERFECT margaritas, we headed to the local crappy dance club for some sweet people watching, tap beer and cheap jagbombs.

I went to bed at 3am this morning.
I woke up YESTERDAY at 3am.
I did not nap at all yesterday.
I was awake for 24 fucking hours.

I am exhausted today BUT I *needed* eggs benedict for brefast (yes, I know I spelled that wrong...I did it on purpose). I gathered up the chirrins and headed to Perkins. I guzzled mass quantities of fountain coke and inhaled the eggs benedict like it was my last meal on earth.

I then decided to take the kidlets to the salon and get Thing 2 a haircut. While waiting, I decided that *I* needed to get my hair done. I just had it cut last week but wanted a drastic color change and wanted some texture (a la the razor).






Imagine a clown.

Now imagine a clown jizzing on your head.

You end up with this:














It's bright as HELL but I'm loving it! I was a little scared when I first saw it but shit ~ it's just hair.

(Good Lord I need a new eyebrow pencil! I used the last of mine a few days ago and haven't ordered a new one. My brows are desperate. I think I'm going to try the Eyebrow Enhancer Serum from Sephora to try and thicken these babies up.)

~ xoxo ~



PS ~ I must share this Caturday photo. Cracks my ass up!

Go to sleep, little one...

As I wait for the Baby Boy Child to go to sleep, I think to myself "Self, it's time to update the blog." He's drinking his bottle while rocking in the baby swing. It's the perfect time.

I really don't have much to talk about so I'll just spout off some random shit and maybe throw out a few recent pictures of the chirrins and whatnot.

Where to start?

Ah ~ This job is putting a HUGE damper in my hobby-time and social life. Sonsofbitches. *wink* In reality, I don't mind because I love what I do and am having fun (thus far). As much as I like my job, I do miss the finer things in life like sleep, hanging out with friends and fucking off on the computer. I'm just being honest ~ you're fucking off on the computer right now, aren't ya? ~smirk~


(Note ~ The Baby Boy Child is now sitting in his baby gate play area trying to take a shit. If he grunts any harder, he's going to pop a blood vessel in his forehead. TMI my ass...I believe in sharing!)


What else...

I broke a filling last night. A little piece of it came out when I was eating a late lunch. While at work today, a huge chunk of it came out when I was chewing gum after my mid-morning break. It felt fan-fucking-tastic. Yes ~ I am THAT intelligent that I chew gum the day after breaking a filling. WTF was I thinking? That tells you how much shit has been on my mind at work.

I get it fixed tomorrow afternoon and will be inviting my Mom out for margaritas after my appointment. It's in my hometown and I will be sans kids. There is a fun little Mexican place nearby that serves good food, kickass salsa, and yummilicious margs. I hope I can drink out of a straw by then. Drooling strawberry margarita out the side of your mouth is totally attractive...right?

(Holy crap ~ I think he's trying to shit a tree trunk.)


Do you like Black Hills Gold jewelry? I ran across this topic over at a scrapbooking website that I frequent and it brought back so many memories of high school. BHG was the SHIT when I was in high school (1991 to 1995). My first serious boyfriend gave me a BHG ring when I was 15 years old. He was 18. We swore that we were going to get married when I graduated from high school. (Typing that made me throw up a little) I even bet my friends $20 that it would happen. Those bitches STILL ask me for that money. ;)

I loved the ring but lost it one afternoon while working out in the weight room. It hurt my finger when lifting weights so I usually left it in my locker. I forgot to take it off so while in the weight room, I stuffed it down my sports bra, never to be seen again.


(What's that smell? It smells like shit in here!! I think we have SUCCESS!! Crap. Mister Hunzer isn't home. This means I have to change him.)


When I was a senior in high school, I BEGGED my parents for a BHG class ring. Being the kickass parental units that they were (and are), I got one and LOVED it. I wore it ALL the time, wore it in my senior pictures, yadda yadda yadda. I still have it and I keep it in my jewelry box. I never wear it and haven't since my freshman year in college. I keep it in my jewelry box because I know that someday, my daughter will sneak into my room, open my jewelry box and steal my jewelry to wear to school. I know this because I did that to MY mother when I was in high school. I *loved* to wear my Mom's class ring to school (and any other jewelry that I could get my hands on). I don't know why but I did. If she is reading this, she now knows what a heathen I was. Sorry Mom!

I fished that ring out tonight and took a picture of it. Ahhhh...such memories!





I took pictures of my neighbor's baby girl last week. She's six weeks old and just so babylicious! I wanted to practice with my camera and practice my photoshop skills so she was more than willing to let her little one be my subject. Don't laugh as I know my skills are crap but I wanted to show off my favorites:







Here are some pics of the boys from today. Thing 2 was doing some sort of handstand/cartwheel/handspring move in the front yard so I took advantage and got some fun action shots. The Baby Boy Child was hamming it up for the camera as well.















I had to throw in that last one of Sheba. She is the self-appointed guardian to the kids. Whenever they are outside, she is right there with them. If they run to the neighbor's house, she is right next to them. She not only protects our kids but all of the kids that they play with as well. It's really cool to see. :)

~ xoxo ~

What's on my mind at this very moment.

Stolen from Amy's blog.

1. The ginormous zit on my chin that refuses to leave.

2. My aching shoulder blades.

3. Anxiety over finding a babysitter for several days in the upcoming month.

4. The MN State Fair!

5. Sleep.

6. I need to remember to fill out school paperwork for the kids.

7. I need to pay the remaining balance on my trip to Mexico (November baby!)

8. Sleep.

9. I hope the Baby Boy Child is over his constipation and goes to bed with ease tonight. (Remember...everybody poops!!)

10. Shit. It's 2:30 pm and I have yet to eat lunch.

My new T-shirts.

The time has come to add some more message t-shirts to my collection. Here are the three I bought today from Road Kill Tshirts.



Because it's true ~ Everybody DOES poop!





This has more of a personal reason (if you know me IRL, then you get it).





This is just fucking HILARIOUS and the perfect bar shirt! I just may get more disgusted looks wearing this than I do when I wear my "I came on Eileen" tshirt.

Or not...


~ xoxo ~

PS ~ Thanks Amy for the recommendation. Dudes ~ Go to her blog and watch the "Evolution of Dance" video. I was showing the Teen all the crazy 80s moves like the Sprinkler, the Lawnmower and the Shopping Cart. Imagine my giggles when I saw Amy updated her blog with this video later that day!

My new favorite You Tube video.

I love You Tube so my favorites change every other minute but this one is cracking me up! It makes me want to re-do our first dance. :)

Goofy!

~ xoxo ~

{ One Week Later }

One week ago, I was taking a nap in my comfy bed when I woke up to a text message from a friend. It said "tell me you aren't on 35W!"

Since I had just woken up, I was out of it and confused. Then I figured there must have been some kind of an accident so I hopped online and saw that the 35W bridge collapsed.

I wanted to puke.

I yelled for my husband and ran into our room to turn on the news. We were, and are, stunned. I then ran to my front window to check on our neighbor's house across the street.

He works for the construction company that was doing deck work on the bridge.

His truck was in the driveway but I called over there for good measure. He was safe and sound but freaked out. I walked across the street and watched some news coverage with him and his wife. He was pointing at some of the company vehicles on the bridge and naming off the drivers, his friends, of said vehicles. By the grace of God, only one construction worker is among the 8 missing people.

The news stories, stories of survival and stories of the victims/missing are absolutely astonishing. You know this as you have been reading the news, too.

The last time I was on that bridge was on July 23, 2007...on my way home after the Staind/Nickleback/Daughtry concert. It was around 10pm and the traffic was still bumper-to-bumper due to the construction.

I was sent a link to some photos of the collapse today via email ~ I-35W Bridge Collapse.

Eight people are still missing today, one week later, as Navy and FBI divers work to recover their bodies from the Mississippi River. Please continue to pray for these people, their family and their loved ones.

There was an editorial cartoon in our local paper today that said "Minnesota ~ Land of 10,000 Tears".

Sad.

~ xoxo ~

I was in Chicago the last few days.

I miss it already!

Had a blast with my girls ~ miss them already, too.

I'm too tired to type but did want to say that I did a fantastic job of missing my 7am flight this morning. My cheap airfare turned out to be not-so-cheap when I ended up booking a one-way ticket through another airline so I could get home this afternoon.

Oops.

Sorry honey!


I also wanted to give a big ol' shoutout to ANNEX ~ it's her birthday today!! Happy Birthday my love! I wish I could be there tonight but alas, my ass has to be up at 3am for work tomorrow. Welcome to the 30s!!

~ xoxo ~

Remember the "F" Word project?

Yeah, well, fuck that.

My feet are FUCKING KILLING ME! People ~ I have blisters on the bottom of each pinkie toe for craps' sake!

Ugh.

I am now on the hunt for CUTE yet COMFY shoes to wear to work. I'm on my feet 8-9 hours a day and need relief!

*pouts*




On a different note, here is a photo from Friday's visit to Amanda's grave. We bought a bouquet of white roses, then each of us put one single rose on her grave. The rest of the roses are upstairs in my kitchen ~ our little "connection" to Amanda, if you will.




~ xoxo ~

A Bittersweet Birthday

My stepchildren are 15 years old today. We are going to visit my stepdaughter's gravesite later this afternoon and then take her twin brother out for his birthday dinner. This is her second birthday in heaven.

Bitter. Sweet. Bittersweet.

Happy Birthday ~T~. Only one more year and you will be driving!!

Happy Birthday Manders. We miss you more than words can say.

See what I mean by bittersweet?


~ xoxo ~

I risked stepping on a hypodermic needle

but it was soooooooooooo fucking worth it!

You may have seen me mention that I was going to the Staind concert last night.

Well, I went.

And it rocked.

It kicked complete and total ASS my friends. Oh yes, it did.


Daughtry was the opening band.
Staind followed.
Then Nickelback.

We had floor tickets and it was quite humorous to see the different crowds conglomerate for each band. I'm going on two hours of sleep here so forgive my shitty recap. You only need to know three things:

~ Staind KILLED it, even with the shitcan acoustics of the arena we were at (Target Center in Minneapolis). They opened with Falling and then played some of their big hits like Fade, It's Been Awhile, So Far Away, Right Here, Outside, King of Excuses and closed with Mudshovel.

~ Chris Daughtry just may have a new fan in his collection. He obviously LOVES performing and it shows. Loved his sweaty bald head too. Saw a lot of homemade tshirts that said something along the lines of "America may have voted but you are still #1 to me!" All together now ~ "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww".

~ Nickelback definitely can put on a show. I left after the 3rd song because I had to work at the ungodly hour of 3:30am this morning. The three songs I did see ("Animal", "Photograph" and some other song) were entertaining as hell. Great pyro, great energy.

This is where the hypodermic needle comes in. My feet were CRYING by the time I left. Literally crying. I looked like an akward teenage girl trying to walk in high heels for the first time as I made my way out of the show (or Amy Winehouse trying to walk a straight line but I digress...) As soon as I got in to the skyway, I took off my shoes and walked barefoot the 2-3 blocks to my car. I was so nervous that I would get mugged, murdered or step on a used heroin needle. Thankfully they keep the skways pretty nice and have emergency buttons throughout the skyway system. My feet are screaming at me today but damn ~ it was well worth the pain to see the show AND have cute shoes!

Now for the fun stuff...


PICTURES!!!




Mister Hunzer and I before I left for the show. He didn't go with me this time around. I went with my little brother's girlfriend and some of her friends. It was fun to hang out with her as we rarely get to do that. Thanks for the invite Slush!


Bad pose. WTF was I thinking? Oh well. I will take the bad pose because I got to MEET STAIND! They autographed a photo AND my cell phone. LOVE it! (This photo has me counting down the days to my FUPA removal and breast reduction...BARF)

Little bit o'Daughtry for my Hero.


Sing it Aaron!
I could listen to him sing forever.


Nickelback as they take the stage.
Chad.

Another view right before I got the fuck outta there.

That's the update for now. I'm pooped. It's 2pm and I want to go to bed. You know what? I just might do that. I have the day off tomorrow so I plan to catch up on some MUCH needed beauty sleep.

I do have videos from the show but have to find the good ones first. Enjoy your day!!

~ xoxo ~

Mama got a new pair of shoes!

Check these beauties out ~ I bought these yesterday for the STAIND concert on MONDAY NIGHT. They are the perfect accessory to my outfit. Red is the color baby!!




I can't decide what I want to do today. Part of me wants to veg on the couch and read Harry Potter (I pre-ordered it on Amazon so I didn't have to go anywhere to get it yesterday). Part of me wants to run up to the scrapbook store and get some new product to play with. Another part of me wants to head over to the yarn store and get some new yarn. Most of me wants to go back to bed because I have to work at 3am tomorrow.

*yawn*

~ xoxo ~

I took a 17 hour nap.

Now I am TOTALLY refreshed! Apparently working the 4am shift kicks my ass. Mister Hunzer woke me up at 9am today saying "Honey, you have been sleeping for 17 hours. It's time to get up."

Fuck off man.

I got up, hung with the chirrins, listened to all of the husband's fishing stories from the past five days, and then checked my email.

My Bag-Makin' Bitch sent me a You Tube video via email and said "I know you'll love this."

She knows me ALL too well. Love you girlie!!

If you like Adam Sandler and his crazy ass musical talents, you will LOVE this. I find it ironic that just yesterday I touched on this topic regarding Carlton. Funny how life works out like that!




Shhhhhh...don't tell!

~ xoxo ~

It's BEA ARTHUR FRIDAY!!

I started my new job this week. My husband was out of the country all week. I didn't get more than 4 hours of sleep each night. I started work at 4am on Wednesday and Thursday. I started at 3:30am today. Because of all this, I am way too fucking tired to come up with interesting shit to write about so I'm going to the next best thing...

Bea Arthur.

But WAIT! It's not just BEA ~ it's Mrs. Garrett, Nell Carter, CARLTON, Punky Brewster and MORE!



Enjoy my friends. It warms my heart to know that Alfonso Ribeiro was on television before he started to bust a move as Carlton. Look at how young he is! I bet there are ZERO pubes down those trousers!

~ xoxo ~

PS...THREE MORE DAYS!! Whatever shall I wear?? Any ideas? I'm shopping on Sunday for the perfect outfit for Monday's concert and moment with Aaron.

Goodbye.

A few months ago, I spoke of a friend who was battling cancer.

Tracey passed away yesterday afternoon with her family by her side. She has been fighting breast cancer for three years and damn did she fight it! The cancer started to fight back and for some unknown reason, defeated her. It took her away from her husband and her four children.

There is one more heartbroken husband in this world because of fucking cancer.

There are four more motherless children in this world because of fucking cancer.

There is another set of devasted parents in this world because of fucking cancer.

There are hundreds of loving family members and friends who are in mourning because of fucking cancer.

See the Charity of the Month badge over on the side of my blog? Go clicky on it and make a small donation in memory of Tracey...or in memory of someone you lost to cancer...or in honor of someone you know who has kicked cancer's ASS...or in honor of someone who know who is defeating cancer...or just because you know we NEED to find a cure.

Goodbye Tracey. Goodbye.

~ xoxo ~

Things I like at this moment:

Leinie's Sunset Wheat and Leinie's Summer Shandy.
"It's so good! Once it hits your lips...it's so good!"
(Not together though...the lips don't like that)




Ravelry.com
If you knit, it's the shit.
If you crochet, it's still the shit.


Rock of Love
Bret Michaels wants to find love...and get a ton of pussy in the process.
I caught this on VH1 last night. Holy hell ~ There are some wicked trainwrecks on that show!
I think one or two of the chicks he kept had an adam's apple...
It sucks you in like Britney's vaginal vortex only you don't get a raging case of the K-Fed Klap.


Family
My uncle got married over the weekend so I was able to spend some time with my Momties. One flew in from Tejas, another from Alabam-bam and another from Massachushits.
The fourth one lives here and doesn't get a shout-out. *wink*
When my Mom is around her sisters, she's always so happy. I love that. :) I have the BEST photo of two of my Aunts taken by my cousin with his Digi Rebel and fisheye lens. I was explaining what a FUPA was and he snapped a photo of their reactions. It's fucking HILARIOUS but I won't share it here as I'm pretty sure they would kick my ass.
My uncle was BEYOND happy and it was the cutest thing. I don't know his wife very well but from what I hear, they are made for each other. Congratulations!


Staind
Not sure if I've mentioned this but I'm going to their concert in SEVEN EFFIN' DAYS!
Just wanted to, ah, point that out.


Postscript ~ HOLY EFFIN' SHIT! I just found out that I won Meet-and-Greet passes for STAIND on Monday night!! YEEAHHHH!!!! I'm gonna piss myself from excitement!!

Alli ~ a new diet pill
I like this except after I eat a donut. Then it's on like donkey kong.



Coke
I tried doing the Diet Coke thing, the Coke Zero thing but I keep coming back to regular coke. That's some good stuff right there. Especially from a fountain with small bits of ice or from a can at room temp.





~ xoxo ~

TEN DAYS

TEN MORE DAYS!!

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

~ xoxo ~

{ Random }

I start work today. EEEK! It's only a 4 hour orientation but I get paid for it. Real money. In the form of a REAL paycheck. Whoa.

**********

I'm getting sick and tired of eating the same old shit every day due to Weight Watchers. However, when I step on that scale on Monday afternoons, it makes the boring ass food worth it! I lost 1.4 pounds at my weigh-in on Monday. That brings my total to 8.4 pounds. It's a slow-go but the bottom line is that I'm losing. I hope to cross that 10 pound mark at my next weigh-in. Then I only have seven pounds to lose for my next "goal". I put my goals in baby steps versus one big goal at the end as I tend to stay more motivated that way.

**********

I recently finished listening to the "Nineteen Minutes" audiobook by Jodi Piccoult.

Wow.

It has a very powerful message. I had to stop listening to it at night, before bed, because it would mess with my brain a bit. Good book. Awesome author. I highly recommend her books if you haven't read any of them yet (My Sister's Keeper anyone?)

**********

The Baby Boy Child has learned a new trick...



I could watch him all day with his antics! My neighbor had a baby girl one week ago. When I hold her, I forget how little babies are when they are fresh from the ovarian oven. She weighed 7 lbs, 10oz when she was born. When I brought the Baby Boy Child home from the hospital, he weighed 5 lbs 9 oz. I keep thinking how tiny my neighbor's baby is but she is quick to remind me how much smaller the BBC was when he came home. I think I'll do a photo comparison to refresh my brain.

7-10 Days Old




9 1/2 Months Old (taken two days ago)




Have a fantastical Thursday!

~ xoxo ~

I Rock.

The Real Roxann has bestowed upon me the following award...



Thank you girlie!

It is now my duty to send the award on to five MORE Rockin' Bloggers. Without further adieu, I give you...

She Eats Crayons

Damknit

Primrose Design

GMD ~ Gina Miller Designs

Down with the Knitty Gritty

And a sixth one to my soul sista, who I will not link but who knows who she is.

~ xoxo ~

Hot weather turns me in to a hermit.

Yuck. I realize we aren't in the triple digits like the western USA and I thank Mother Nature PROFUSELY for that...but anything over 80 degrees grosses me out. Mister Hunzer took the Teen, Thing 1 and Thing 2 up to the cabin today. They've been swimming, fishing, boating ~ all the stuff you do while on the lake.

I chose to stay home with the Baby Boy Child. I figured I would be in the cabin all day anyways enjoying the A/C so I may as well stay home.

BBC and I went on a little Target run for some necessities and some not-so-necessities.

I added a few books to my nightstand:









(I bought that last book a few days ago but wanted to share. I am, afterall, a second wife.)


Since we are no longer moving, I am in the process of revamping our current digs. We had cleared a lot of crap out back in February in order to put the house on the market and I am sick and tired of empty walls! I've been buying things here and there to add spice to our house. I bought some faux orchids to put in an empty cutout in our kitchen/hallway area.

I bought a print of my all-time favorite photo to hang in our bedroom. I just need to frame it.



I hope you all enjoy the rest of your weekend. My Saturday night consists of laundry, laundry and more laundry. Don't be jealous.

~ xoxo ~

PS...I've only dropped the f-bomb TWICE in the last three days and caught myself both times.

I'm gonna wash that WORD right outta my hair!

I decided to do a little "test" on myself and see if I can refrain from using the F-Bomb in my everday language for a week.

One fucking week.



It starts NOW.

And it is only the real F-Bomb.

Freaking, friggin'
and flingin' flangin' still count.

Before I go, I must share this video of the Baby Boy child trying his damndest to crawl. He is seriously the HAPPIEST baby ever. He is constantly laughing, smiling, babbling, cooing and whatever else it is that baby's do on a daily, minutely basis.

Is "minutely" even a word? Minute-by-minute? Whatevs.

He rarely cries and makes me smile ear-to-ear all day, every day. I love this guy...my nine-month-old surprise!





~ xoxo ~

4th of July and Tom Jones...

Could life BE any cooler? *smiles abound!*

Today was lazy. Lazy...lazy...LAY-ZEE.

I slept in until 11am.
Mister Hunzer brought the Baby Boy Child in our room for a bottle and a nap right when I woke up.
I fed the Baby Boy Child and we both fell asleep.
Woke up at 1pm to Thing 2 yelling "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOM ~ Can I have a cookie?"
After hemming and hawing, I decided to share my Lofthouse sugar cookies.
Fucking Lofthouse cookies.
I got my ass out of bed and threw a pork loin in the crock with some BBQ sauce.
Went outside.
Vegged with neighbors.
Watched the kids play with the neighbor's kids.
Drank beer (Leinie's Summer Shandy is DELICIOUS...do try it!)
Inlaws came over.
Had some BBQ pork sammies, a potato dish and some taco dip.
Lit off a bunch of (wussy) fireworks.

I finished the night dancing to Tom Jones with my neighbor...




I hope you enjoyed your fourth as well!!

~ xoxo ~

{ Missing Manders }

Random. Totally random.

"Sloe Gin Fizzy, do it 'till you're dizzy..."

I am scrapping tonight. The scrapping bug bit me over the weekend and I've been working on layouts here and there. They all center around Amanda. They are HAPPY layouts though...I can't do the sad ones yet.

I am working on right now which required a break so the white acrylic paint could dry. The title is "Angel".

Seeing that word on the page got me singing "Angel" by Aerosmith.

I promptly headed over to iTunes and downloaded the "Big Ones" album because once I saw the list of songs on the album, I had to have it. Plus it's fucking impossible to download just ONE song on iTunes. (I own the CD too...it's just packed away somewhere and for $7.99 I would rather just download it!)

I didn't stop there.

I was looking at recommended albums and came across one called "Power Ballads". Holy Shit was that playlist a blast from the past!

I ended up downloading REO Speedwagon's The Hits. I have flash-backed to my 17-year-old self daydreaming of my then-boyfriend and our song "In My Dreams".

Fucking WEIRD. And a little creepy. He liked strippers. A little too much.

Back to scrapping...

My mojo is a little rusty but I needed to use bright, happy colors when scrapping Amanda. In spite of everything this girl had gone through, she continued to smile and be strong. Her smile could erase any bad day immediately.

Dammit. I miss her.



~ xoxo ~

{ Shocking! }

How about your blog?
(I stole this from Bending Peak)

~ xoxo ~


PS ~ If you watched Knitty Gritty today, you are now aware that I have a man voice. I am *so* proud. GAG

PPS ~ If you look over to the right, you will see the new Charity of the Month. C'mon, donate ten bucks and make yourself feel good!

Set your TiVo, your DVR, your VCR, whatever it is you use.

I'm gonna be on the TEE VEE! *wink*

Remember my little trip to Burbank, CA last winter? I went out there to tape an episode of Knitty Gritty as a "Knitster". The other two knitsters and I sat in the background, chatted and did some knitting during the entire show.

Well, our episode is FINALLY airing!! It will be on HGTV on Monday July 2nd at 7am ET. Here are the deets...

Knitty Gritty
Episode DKNG-707

Rockin' Regal Cuffs

Tricia Waddell, editorial director of books at Interweave Press, knits up some cool lace cuffs that are reminiscent of the Victorian era, and now have been co-opted by the counter culture punk rock-set as "The look" paired with a beautiful velvet jacket. Lace stitches are often daunting but this six-stitch, two-row repeat is the perfect project for venturing into the world of lace knitting for the first time. Tricia then shows us how to knit a lace skirt ruffle, a bit more intensive, using a twelve-row lace pattern.


Here is a crappy polaroid picture taken after the taping of this episode was done.



From left to right: Knitster Etta, Knitster Liz, the show's hostess Vicki Howell and yours truly. I went to California for this taping in early December and said it was a kickoff to celebrate my 30th birthday (which wasn't for another 2-3 months). The show surprised me with a birthday cake when we were done. SO SWEET!!

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Damn.

I can no longer use the phrase "because it's Friday, I ain't got no job...I ain't got shit to do!" because I am now a working woman. Full-time baby. I got the job offer today, I have to get my drug test done on Monday and then it's ON.

WOOHOOO!!! I was beginning to think there was no hope for a SAHM of almost seven years but there IS.

Shit.


What did I do?

*wink*


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How do you rate?

I knew I had an addictive personality!

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I had a total Eddie Murphy moment earlier today.

The ICE CREAM MAN came to our neighborhood for the first time in the four years that we have lived here.

Yes, my kids lost their fucking MINDS!! I grabbed my camera and snapped some photos, of course, but damn...I was giggling to myself the entire time. All I could think was "I have some ice cream...and you don't have none...cuz you are on the welfare..."




Enjoy your chuckle of the day.

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Your ovaries will lurch.

The baby boy child was babbling away in his exersaucer tonight so I tried to get it on tape. It worked for about 15 seconds and then I was spotted. His reaction is freaking HYSTERICAL!

Or maybe it's just funny to me.

Either way, you must see this. He just goes apeshit in his exersaucer ~ loves that damn thing!!




I'm off for a little midnight rendevouz with Jack Bauer.

Life.
Is.
Good.

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