Wednesday, September 10, 2008

A month, really?

I am such a slacker when it comes to this blog. I don't know why. I wish I could just type everyday about something. But I can't. Facebook consumes too much of my time. That and trying to beat Becky on who can get the furthest on a Webkinz game (yes, I know how old I am).

So let's pick up where we left off. Kam started first grade in August. She loves it. I have to admit, I was a little worried when we started to get her back into the swing of "homework" before school started, but she has seemed to pick right back up where she left off. They have their first spelling quiz on Friday and I am fairly sure she will get a 100% on it.

Work has been work. I officially started my new position this past Saturday (Monday actually was the first working day but Saturday started the week for Payroll). So far, no different. However, today really tested my patience. This lady in my unit (mind you, there are 6 of us and one of us is on Short Term - and it's not me unfortunately) told me (in the politest way possible, for real) that I had mistakenly changed something and it caused a problem in Finance and Billing. So of course, I am worried sick about it all day long until I start really trying to find out what I did when. Turns out.....wasn't me. IT WAS HER!!! The nerve of her!!!!! So I just had to keep my distance from her for the remainder of the day. ARGH!

I get to see Joe and Tim in just 9 short days. I can't wait just to kick back and relax with them. I really need a break from reality (and I know they do too).

I managed to finish the hall (painting floor - still looking for funding ideas for that portion of the project). Kitchen....not so much. I still need another coat of paint in spots. It's tolerable right now. Erik removed the center part of the carpet, so it looks a little weird right now. Oh well....I can live with it.

Kam started soccer last Saturday. It is the cutest thing ever. Her team is called the Cobras. They have a half hour practice every Saturday followed by a half hour game until November then take a break until the Spring. Her first game.....she scored a goal!!! I barely got it on tape but I did just enough to get the idea she kicked and scored. This week I will be better at filming, I swear. And I still cringe when people say I am a Soccer Mom...puhlease.

Until next time, here is Kam in her soccer gear. Notice the pink and black Adidas shoes. I so want a pair for myself.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

I'm here

Long time no see...err type....err read. Whatever!

Things have been pretty crazy around here lately and I can finally talk about some of the happenings.

I had an interview last week for the same unit I am in, just a higher grade level, and yes, more money. I wasn't going to bid on it but my friend said that I better. She was right. I found out today that I got the job. It hasn't been officially announced yet - my supervisor - or soon to be ex-supervisor (she's leaving the unit...tomorrow is her last day) needs to talk to one other guy in the unit about why he didn't get the job. She told me that the time that I put in as a TSS in my old claims processing unit is what gave me the edge. That fucking job finally paid off. That job was the bain of my existence. I hated work, hated the people, hated everything about the job except for lunch time....and that was only because I didn't have to hang out with anyone from the unit. So yay me! **pats self on back**

My friend Becky and I were talking about how we should have taken before and after pictures of our weight loss - this topic came up because our old Sales Rep from above mentioned awful unit was telling the Group Administrators (also of said Awful Group) how wonderful Becky and I look and how much weight we lost. So we were on a mission to find some old pictures. I found a ton of me.....and let's just say....BLECH. I don't know how Erik stayed with me. He must love me because EEEE GODS!!! At any rate, Becky made an email and sent it off to the Group Administrators....along with half of the old unit, all of the unit I just left and a few others....including the lead girl at the Fitness Center. Turns out, Lauren (girl at the fitness center) is looking for people to come and speak about their success stories from the Fitness Center at their Birthday Celebration. Guess who will be speaking? Yep - me and Becky. So I guess I have her to thank....although Lauren has already informed me that it will entail them showing the pictures. EEEKKK! I don't know why this makes me so leary...I mean, I walked around the Earth looking like that, it's not like it was some big giant secret I was overweight or anything. So I have decided, that to help get over this, I will post them here. Not that more then about 5 people read this thing, but at least the idea of the "possibility" of millions of people being able to look at it will make me feel a tiny bit here goes



To date, I have lost 70 pounds. That is equivalent to an 11 year old that I know. Holy smokes.

Anyway, Kam turns the big 6 Saturday and she will not let anyone forget about it. This weekend is going to be filled with cake and presents.....All.Weekend.Long. Saturday starts the festivities with Hannah Montana....$30 for a kids cake is a little excessive but 1). I am getting it from Bethel Bakery...deeeeelicious. and 2). She's worth every penny. Here's her cake (minus the Leanna bullshit of course)

Pretty nice, huh? I mean, as far as Hannah Montana cakes go.

So that's Saturday. Sunday is High School Musical. I have no idea what the cake looks like for this party as Erik's cousin is in charge of this one. All I know is that the cake will not be as delicious as the Hannah Montana one.....

On Monday it's off to Idlewild...where, thanks to Debby, I am scared out of my mind that me or someone in my family is going to get bitten by a spider and/or tick. I made sure I stopped at Rite Aid today and picked up the heavy duty Off Spray with 100% DEET just to be sure. More to follow on that excursion some time next week/month/year....depending on when I get around to it.

So that's about it, in a nutshell. I have to get Kam ready to go sleep over Big Grammo's house tonight as they are driving bright and early tomorrow morning to pick up Ruthie.

Monday, July 21, 2008

It's been an expensive weekend...

Yeah so payday was Friday and I think I have successfully spent all of my money. Thank the good lord above that Erik gets paid tomorrow. Here is what I have spent some serious cash on in the past 4 days:

Parking, lunch, dinner and drinks (not that this should count or anything but it just enhances it)

Wii Fit, Guitar Hero Aerosmith for PS3, Guitar to play GHA, small bag of groceries to make Weight Watcher Oreo Cheesecakes for Erik's birthday ($20!!! Are you serious? Splenda is some expensive shit)

4 tickets to The Dark Knight, Large ass popcorn for 2, 2 even larger ass soda's.

Rails and hooks for the Great Kitchen Redo '08, magnetic knife rack for GKR '08, carpet for the Great Hallway Redo '08(started this bad boy project in the early parts of this year), lunch for 3 starving people at Quaker Steak (OMG - they have the best new flavor for wings - Dusted Salt and Vinegar - tastes like Chicken Salt N Vinegar potato chips), and oh yeah - An Apple iPhone for moi!!!!! I have to wait 10 to 21 days for the Direct Fulfillment to happen. I am too excited about this! So excited I came home and took a nap. It was lovely!

Kam and Erik are playing on the Wii fit right now as I sit on my flat duff typing this. That too is lovely.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

More proof that Tuesdays SUCK BIG ONES

I played hooky yesterday. Yeah I know. EXTRA long weekend for me. BONUS!
But what I came back to....not so much. You should SEE what happened to good old workplace. Let's just say floors 11 through 16 of a 20 floor building are pretty much gone. Water. Everywhere. Ceiling tiles. Now floor tiles. The place is a mess. The ladies restrooms on 13 (where I work...and spare me the unlucky bullshit...I already know as this was the floor I used to work on) they are unuseable. You have to go up one floor (via elevator - because the place I work...really really wants their employees to be healthy, but refuses to open the stair wells for fear we will start smoking pot or shooting heroin in the stairwells) to use the restroom...which now, is being used by every female on 14, 13 and 15 and I'm pretty sure 12, 11 and 16. GROOOOOSSSSS!! I will try to take some pics tomorrow to see if I can capture the "Boy In The Bubble"ness that is going on. Anyone ever see OUtbreak? Yah, that's what I feel like.

Konversations with Kam

Kam: I know what's after 8:50.
Me: Oh yeah?
Kam: Yeah 9 o'clock is the new 10.
Me: 9 o'clock is the new 10?
Kam: staaaaaaaaaaahp iiiiiit.
Me (all confused about WTF just happened for me to get yelled at).

I'm still that like pink is the new black? 30 is the new 20?

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

In's always Monday

I swear...Tuesdays anymore are my Mondays. I absolutely hate them!

For example, here is a look at how my day went today (**NOTE: Keep in mind, it is Tuesday, not Monday, but when you are done, you will surely be thinking, Wait it Monday?**)

1. Apparently, I forget how to dress myself. I was dressed a total of 4 hours BEFORE I realized the zipper was down on my capri's.

2. Yesterday (a.k.a. The Real Monday) ~ I was feeling a bit froggy and decided to work this beast of a Provision Build at work. (Don't ask what it is - it's better that you NOT know). Guess who is still working it today? Yeah - me. Guess who will still be working it tomorrow? Yeah - me. Although I have already set my mind to finishing it by 7 am. I will, gosh darn it.

3. As if totally draining all brain power at work wasn't enough, I am in the middle of what I am dubbing "The Great Kitchen Re-do '08" - could possibly extend into "The Great Kitchen Re-do '09" if you have met me and my "home improvement" projects. The cabinets are done and now it is on to priming the walls which are this hideous 70's type material. So that should take about 2 or 3 coats of Kilz BEFORE I can even THINK about painting. Good news on the painting front - I only have to paint from 3 feet and above as I am putting bead board up. Too bad for the next owner (unless of course you are the next owner, then please know those walls are painted Teepee Brown all of the way down to the floor). Anyway ~ I digress ~ I went to pick up the pantry that had to be put together. Managed to do that all by myself AND the first time at that! Then I moved onto removing the range hood. Seemed like a good idea. Not sure WHY I thought the light and fan magically worked on their own. Wadda ya know? They are connected to some power supply. So here I am all by myself holding up this heavy, dirty range hood trying to screw it back in. 3 of the 4 screws are back idea where that 4th one went. Don't really care at this point either. And oh yes, all of this AFTER a shower. Smart Les, real smart.

4. My laptop has decided it no longer wants to pick up my wireless network and I have no idea how to fix it. I have disconnected, reconnected, diagnosed the "problem" (even though I still don't know what the "problem" is), unplugged the modem et al. Still no clue. So now I sit in the smelly ManCave basement (I knew there was a reason why I don't come down here)....not too happy.

5. Kam is running around the house singing something about being at the circus and she will be freezing by the time I am finished with this. We will just see about this.

Following is a list of positives about today:
1. Tomorrow is Wednesday and is the last day I have to go to work until Monday. The end.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008


I have to pat myself on the back for this one. The best purchase we have made in the past month was definitely the Wii. It is fun. I highly recommend it. Go get one (if you can - I know it took 2 PA residents and 1 CA resident to track one down on a Sunday night here in Pittsburgh).

Kam - she is a lover of all things video games. For sure our child. Everyday since we bought the thing, she asks, Can we play the Wii? To which the answer is usually yes, but after 30 days of Wii ownership, it gets a tad on the old side to hear the same question everyday.

Just to give you an idea of what its like to watch Kam play the Wii...imagine if you will...Elaine Bennis' dancing from Seinfeld meets Bruce Lee. The girl already has the metabolism of a gnat, and I can guarantee she burns anywhere from 1500 to 2000 calories playing in one half hour alone.

I will take a video sometime and upload it to here.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Random Thought(s)

1. Why does it smell like Betadine and/or hydrogen peroxide in here? Isn't that shit for keeping/making things clean? Cuz it sure isn't clean in here. I mean, I did just have to clean up the tiniest of shards of glass from the dog who just enjoys putting her large ass paws in the front window and tearing down my "Welcome" candles each and every time.

2. Where is Tim? I wanna play some Mario Kart on the Wii.

3. Do you have the Wii? Is it not the most awesome thing ever? Who knew getting exercise could be so fun (well sort of). Also - note to self - DO NOT LET YOUR 5/6/7 year old play....they will surely kick your ass in every game, even if they have never played any other video game but Hannah Montana and Barbie Mariposa.

4. Tim???? Are you out there? The "work" excuse is running thin.

5. I can hardly stand the anticipation of Game 6 of the Stanley Cup Finals. Rumor has it, the team that won the opening face off loses the game. Good - that would be Detroit that won the face off.
Few more random points about this series versus the last
time the Pens won the Stanley Cup (1991):
1. There was a Bush in office (George H. W. Bush)
2. There was a Clinton running for President (YAY BILLY!)
3. We were at war in Iraq (Desert Storm)
4. The Giants won the Super Bowl
5. Most important of them all.....PENS WIN THE CUP!!!!

6. Had a conversation with a random Red Wings fan today. Went a little something like this:
(Dude was wearing a Red Wings jersey)
Me: You're gonna get yourself hurt around here with that thing on.
Him (all smiles): Do you know where I can buy an octopus?
Me: Nowhere. No one will sell it to you.
Even though he was a Red Wings fan and therefore classified as a Douche, he was nice.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Does any other city have this issue??

Seriously, when this "news" story (and I use the term lightly...oh so very lightly) broke, I thought to have got to be kidding. I'll spare you the entire original story - long story short - Pens have made it to the Stanley Cup finals (YAY!) and the Mayor (who previously was criticized for taking a vehicle that is CITY PROPERTY to a concert as well as accepting tickets to a charity function) wants to go to the games but he wasn't sure where he would get the funding for these tickets. Luke is all of 27 years old...and has been sitting on City Council for some time, prior to becoming Mayor. Now - I don't have an Accounting degree, nor do I have a Political Science degree. But I do have a Common Sense degree....

Mayor will pay his own way to Stanley Cup games
Thursday, May 22, 2008
By Mark belko, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
Mayor Luke Ravenstahl has decided to pay his own way to Detroit to watch the Penguins battle the Red Wings in the first two games of the Stanley Cup finals Saturday and Monday.

Spokeswoman Joanna Doven said today Mr. Ravenstahl will pay for his tickets to both games, at a cost of $350 each, plus all other expenses associated with the trip.

The mayor had asked the city Law Department for a ruling about the tickets. He wanted to go to the games, but city code bars him from taking anything of value from anybody with business before the city, with exceptions including official travel and sporting event tickets worth no more than $100.

Before the law department could rule, Mr. Ravenstahl decided to pay for the tickets and other expenses out of his own pocket, Ms. Doven said.

"He's pretty sure it's legal to pay for it himself so he preferred to go that route," she said.

Mr. Ravenstahl became embroiled in a controversy last year when he attended a high-dollar charity golf outing as a guest of the Penguins and the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

It's not all Copays and Deductibles here ya know...

Every Friday, my place of work allows us to celebrate the Pens (or Flyers if you work in the Camp Hill office OR if you are just that dumb to wear anything Orange and Black in Pittsburgh). Most everyone wears something Pens related....T Shirt or jersey. Some wear other items:

This is Emily. She sits in the cube diagonal from me. She is awesome. You can't help but laugh when you see her hat.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures

Oh I kill me! That's a wickedly clever title.
Sorry, apparently I am the only one in on the insidedness of this currently.

I have just finished eating my lunch (delicious turkey and pickle sandwich and a McIntosh apple, thankyouverymuch) when I realized....hmmm, still hungry. Now, I could have just as easily walked 5 feet in front of me to the Candy bowl that sits so wonderfully on the skinny lady's desk and grabbed a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup - but no, restraint took over. I look for the small banana I just picked up from the gym (they like to pass out free fruit on Monday's and Friday's - those nice peeps - and far be it from me to pass on anything free, especially food). Still a tad green but mostly yellow and ready for eating as far as I am concerned. Now - I cannot for the life of me ever...EVER open a banana without killing the top part of it. I have to cut it with a knife. A quick (and frantic) search of my desk leaves me with nothing to open the banana with (is open even what you would call it? Peel...but that's the action after you get the little stem started). I spy with my little eye something that would work wonderfully.......A RULER!!! HA!!!! I am so sure I could make it in the long as Bear Grylls were beside me - apart from the obvious fact the man has some serious survival skills....he ain't too shabby to look at!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Now THAT'S some funny shit

There's nothing I like more then trash talking in sports. I love to watch their mouths and see what they are saying, since 8 times out of 10, it will be censored or the mic's never pick it up.

Well there is one thing I like more then opponent's trash talking each other. It's a grown man telling him mama to sit her ass down.

Yep - LeBron James has some big ones. That was his mama in the white shirt, being held back by Kevin Garnett (the exceedingly tall man in green). This is some priceless stuff.

And just for the record, the end of the announcer's sentence was not "and his mother".

Monday, May 12, 2008

It's been a while.

I have no excuses. No reason not to be on here...writing. I could write about anything but I have nothing. Things have been so crazy, yet not so crazy. Ever have one of those times? I don't know where all of my time has went so here are just some random thoughts:

1. I wish Amy Poehler and/or Tina Fey were my best friends. THEY ARE A SCREAM!!!

2. Go Pens! I cannot believe we (like I am a part of the team!) are a minimum of 2 wins away from going to the Stanley Cup. My prediction: Pens win this series, 4-1. They will go on to meet Detroit in the Finals (btw - have you seen THEIR games - NO ONE IS THERE? WTF?) and the Pens bring Lord Stanley back to the Burgh - winning the series 4-2.

3. I got my hair done...again. This is where all of my money has gone. Well that and clothes. I have a follow-up appointment tomorrow to see if she can "fix" some things....the things being color, not cut. If it is to my liking, you will get to see it.

4. Kam - Kindergarten is coming to an end. 17 days left. You know when it's the end of the school year when Kennywood day is already here.

5. Hallway painting - I have been working on our hallway for months on end now. And guess what? I am STILL not done. Maybe sometime this year...because I already have 3 more projects lined up.

6. A possibility of a return trip to LA in October. This is in the works.

7. Erik got a new car. 2008 Pontiac G6, white. I know, sounds like my car, right? Well it is except mine is a Coupe and his is a Sedan. Mine has leather, his does not. Mine is a GTP, his is plain Jane. Other then that, they are the same. I can now stop listening to "which car should I get?" - which actually meant "which car dealership are you going to call for me and find the best price for me and find what I like?". CHECK!!!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

It's official...

...the man is an idiot. Today, he denied the US economy is in a recession, calling it instead a "slowdown." He also doesn't believe that we will see $4 gas this spring/summer.

Maybe he missed all of the
1. the mortgage crisis
2. the Stock Market plunging day by day
3. the surge in the cost of oil

Today is the PA Primary and there is much hoopla surrounding it. Unfortunately, yours truly is not a registered Democrat and therefore, cannot vote in today's closed primary. I can vote, just not for my choice for the next Democratic nominee. Bummer news for me.

Monday, April 21, 2008

Heed my warning...seriously

Under no circumstances buy this album. Hell - don't even get a free bootleg copy of this. Honestly - some of the worst stuff I have heard in some time. I should have known when the first single had lyrics about YouTube. Isn't it sad that I looked more forward to who the featured artists were on this POS then the actual "artist (and I use that term loosely)"??

I have to go wash my ears out and remove it promptly from my iPod. Blech.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Good indication SOMEONE watches too much TV

Out of no where....

Kam: You should really get Debbie Meyer Green Bags"
Me: Huh?
Kam: Debbie Meyer Green Bags. There's over 14 sold.
Me: Is that so?
Kam: Yeah, they keep your produce fresh.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Dead Hookers

Where do I begin? What an amazing time I had out West. The flight was wonderful. The weather was wonderful. The company was wonderful. The food…..ugh, wonderful.

Tim and Joe are the consummate hosts. Tim had a full day of sight seeing planned for us on Thursday which included Mulholland Drive, Hollywood and Highland and of course, Beverly Hills. Below are some snapshots from those locations.

We also got to taste the world famous Sprinkle’s cupcakes. Oh My God. These things were ginormous and worth every single calorie/gram of fat that was in them. I opted for the Carrot Cake - complete with shredded carrots and giant walnut pieces. Did I mention the cream cheese icing? These things were delicious. I even went back into the shop to tell the girls that I flew all of the way out there for a Sprinkle’s cupcake – not a complete lie. I’m trying to find a way to get a store out here in PA – this place would be a success!

After we all were in our sugar-induced coma, we decided a nice walking tour down Rodeo Drive would be great….you know, to see how the other half lives. The first indication we were someplace different was the canary yellow Rolls Royce parked on Rodeo. I wanted to touch it, sit in it, lay in it, drive in it. It was lovely. I, of course, found a lot of items I had to have….Louis Vuitton purse, Hermes jewelry, Armani clothes. Lord help you if you are trying to cut shopping out of your life….this place would not be good for you.

Here’s where things start to get blurry. Not due to alcohol or anything like that. It was just there was so much stuff going on that I really can’t remember the sequence of events.

We drove to Vegas late Thursday night. On our way out of LA, we stopped at In N Out. Hands down the best hamburger I have had. And even though I was still stuffed from the smorgasbord of food we have already consumed that day, I managed to split a cheeseburger and fries with Joe’s Aunt Sandy. Joe’s Uncle Frank had a “moment” in Rancho Cucamonga (a.k.a. Rancho Cucafungus)– stunk up the whole AM/PM Mini Mart. Scratch that – stunk up the whole Rancho Cucamonga. In fact, it still smelled on our way BACK from Vegas. We did give him a nice round of applause as he exited the building though.

Driving into Vegas is one of the most memorable things. Just the lights and everything is so overwhelming. You really do forget what time it is there. So many things happened in Vegas – and not even of “what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” variety. Just a whole lot of things going on at once. Sight seeing, pool lounging, drinks, food, food, drinks. We went to see The Blue Man Group at the Venetian Hotel…..the show was amazing and hilarious. I didn’t expect it to be what it turned out to be. I thought they were more of just a percussion group – but the performance was amazing!

Saturday evening brought the rental of a party bus (Thanks Joe!). Originally it was rented for 3 hours but Joe’s sister got it for an additional hour. This bus was loaded – wet bars, flat screen TV’s, flashing lights, stripper pole. And yes we made good use of the pole. A whole lot of non-coordinated white people swinging around on every bar that existed in that bus….it was so much fun.

Out hotel was cool. We stayed at Excalibur. We never let the cleaning lady come into our room to clean….and as such, our room smelled like a dead hooker. At one point, Joe thinks he spotted blood on the carpet from previous occupants. Um ewwww! We even stole additional towels from their carts as they cleaned the other rooms, piling them neatly in the bathroom. I thought we should leave the Privacy Please sign on the door even after we left Vegas – hoping the cleaning team would think there was a dead hooker in our room. I mean, the smell in the room already indicated that someone had died in there, so chances were good that they would be thinking that. I made a sign for them, just so they couldn’t miss where we had placed the dead hooker.

We made our way back to LA Sunday night. What a fun drive that was – sitting in the back of Tim’s car with 2 other adults through a wind and dust storm

Joe and Tim saved the best for last Monday. For lunch, they took us to their favorite place: Picanha in Burbank. The concept of this restaurant is all you can eat meat and sides, Brazilian style. The buffet part of it was simply to die for. My two favorites: the mashed potatoes and the bananas. The potatoes were so creamy with chunks of potato still in them. The banana’s – candy coated deliciousness. Once you are at your table, you control how much meat you get with a little wooden marker – colored green, yellow, and red. Green tells the meat servers “bring it on with the meat”, yellow tells them “check back every so often” and red tells them “no more for me, I'm in the middle of a coronary”. While the marker is on green, a barrage of services come to your table with skewers of meat including top sirloin, picanha steak, polish sausage, Brazilian sausage, garlic chicken, and parmesan chicken. This meat was so tender and yummy. Did I forget the little cheese puff breads? This place was the best. You had to pace yourself though. One word of caution though: if you are not a huge meat eater like myself, you may want to ease yourself into a place like this. I surely paid for it as soon as my plane touched down in Pittsburgh Tuesday morning. At least it waited until then and not while I was flying over the Midwest, which would certainly force me to use those horrible airplane restrooms. NO THANKS!

And now for some things you might here in Vegas:

"I feel like a million dollar hoe"
"You know you CAN drink in your room"
"Come on ride the tram"
"4 day old Sprinkle's cupcakes...that's gnat-sty"
"I'm going to have to have sex with Juan Valdez to work this out"
"Turn the air on. Turn the air off. Turn the music up! Turn it down!"
"Bi-racial porn, ugly porn, and adultery porn"

I've had some pretty great times in my life, but this trip definitely took the cake (or cupcake as it were).

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

The Magic Number

I know, I know. You are all waiting for that special post about my recent vacation. It's in the works. I have close to 500 pictures I need to go through before I can post with confidence....and even then, not so much.

To tame your excited little hearts, here's a little tidbit about me I just happened to figure out today.

I was reviewing my medical records from an old doctor and found out that as of today, I have lost 69 pounds since I was at my heaviest. Now, I won't divulge the old number or the new number but I will tell you that it has been a slow up hill battle - to which I will never return to the bottom.

Just thought I would share. Must stop arm has broken from patting myself on the back.

**Side note - I'm NO WHERE NEAR being done either. My hopes are that I can blog one day about losing 100 pounds. At which point, I will say "SUCCESS" (that's for you Tim & Joe)

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Couldn't pass this one up


Erik sitting on the couch. Bag of Twizzlers in lap, large glass of juice on floor.

Him: "mmmmm" (not mmmm good, mmm like wowwy wow wow I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier)
Me (as I look over to see what all of the excitement is about): "you know why I can't get behind you and your weight loss/stop smoking ventures?"
Him: silence for like seriously 2 minutes, while he chews on Twizzlers
Me: "oh you already know?"

Then I broke it to him that I had a blog and he informed me I better not be writing about him.


Cal-i-fornia here I come....

Just wanted to say a farewell to everyone for a while. I am off to the West Coast for an extended weekend!!!! I won't be back until Tuesday morning so it is likely that you won't hear from me until next Wednesday at the earliest.

Hopefully, I will have lots of stories to tell. I already know I will have tons of pictures to share!!!!

Later taters!

Friday, March 28, 2008

Ruh ro Raggy

Don't you just love when your stomach is upset and it makes that gurgly noise and all you can think of is that one scene from Dumb and Dumber when Harry is using Mary's bathroom and the laxative that Lloyd put in his drink begins to kick in?

Yeah me either.

Lady, get some control over your kid

So I am out and about tying up loose ends for my West Coast adventure. I stop into Kohl's to take a look around. I find this dress I really really like and think, not too dressy, might be good for a night on the town out West. BONUS - It's in the Jr's Section. DOUBLE BONUS - It's on sale!

Now I'm not sure how I am managing to fit into things into the Jr's section.....but we won't argue with what that is. We will accept and move on.

So while I am perusing the rest of the section before I go try these items on, there are these 2 girls....I am going to venture and guess that one is about 19 and the other is probably 16 or 17. The eldest one (who woulda thought 19 would be eldest but that is neither here nor there) has a small child with her. I am going to venture a guess and say 2 - max.

These 2 girls are clearly white trash. How do I know that you might be asking? Well they were looking for prom gowns in the Jr's section, I mean in the clearance section of Jr's. One holds up a pretty red dress with sparkles on it below the bust line and says "How about this? Oh never mind, it's out of your price range". The one looking for the dress says, "Well how much is it?" "$11.60", she replies. "Well anything $15 and below is ok I guess". OK, if your budget is that low, might I suggest going to Rainbow or Dots or something like that?

Anyway, we all convene in the fitting room to try our things on. The oldest girl goes into try some pants on, LEAVES HER LITTLE BOY OUTSIDE OF THE CHANGING STALL, and the other one is in there trying on her bargain basement dresses. I take the last stall - the one that is the FURTHEST away from them because I just had a hunch something was going to happen. Sure enough, the little boy is laying on the ground, looking into the other girls stall as she is changing. She laughs because it is cute.....yeah for you maybe. I finish trying on my dresses and I am standing there with just my T Shirt on and HELLO THERE LITTLE BOY. HE IS PEEKING INTO MY STALL. His mom is too busy calling someone asking if she can borrow $5 because she "just found these sweet pair of red cords she wants to buy" and she "promises to pay them back as soon as she gets her "check" on Monday." and "do this place have Tylenol and shit", not to mention asking the other changing girl how much her cell phone cost and boy she would like one but her credit is all messed up. I say "Um EXCUSE ME" and she just yells, Jason get up. That's not Snelly". No "I'm sorry", no nothing from her. Just laughs...because again, this is cute behaviour for your child to exhibit.

This is why I don't try things on as a general rule. And have I mentioned I hate people?

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

From the mouths of babes

Imagine a conversation between Erik and Kamryn. Went a little something like this:

"Kam, tell Mommy what you told me this morning"

"No, I am embarrassed"

"Come on, just tell her"

**several moments of bickering back and forth

"Just tell her"

"OK - I said to Daddy that his boobies were smaller then yours"

"Barely", I said. "When did you see his?"

"Today when he was putting on his belt"

Memo to Debby

Dear Debby ~
Thank you for the kind advice on what speed to set my treadmill to for an enjoyable run. You were right (as always). 4.6 just happens to be the perfect speed for me and my 5'4" legs.
I would like you to know that I was able to achieve a simple 25 minute 2 mile run today. And I owe this all to you.
Thank you again for your words of wisdom. One day, I hope to do the same for you.



Saturday, March 22, 2008

Bad Bunny

Is it too lazy of me to hide the candy filled eggs AND the Easter basket in the same spot? I mean, it's 9 pm and I am exhausted from a day of baking in preparation of the "holiday 2 mile travel" that occurs on every holiday. Goes a little something like this:

~Wake up at the butt crack of dawn
~Get ready to get out the door because we have to be at the in-law's for "brunch" at some ungodly hour - and for what??? We don't eat until 11:30am. Oh I know, so we can see how long it takes for Kam to get angry with Pap Pap because he won't let her watch her kid shows in his family room.
~Eat brunch (estimated time it takes to eat: 10 minutes)
~Women stay in the dining room, men retreat to family room - surely it's time to start drinking now. Did I mention the same stories are told over and over and over again? Did you know kids aren't allowed in Chicago? How about Erik was the worst child ever because he hid in the clothes racks at the mall when he was 8 when his cousin and her friend took him there? (estimated time it takes for one, if not all of these stories to appear: 5 minutes into meal or 15 minutes upon arrival at the in-laws)
~I get bored with the festivities at this location and am quite frankly ready to go home for the remainder of the day. But whoa is me, we have to go to my parent's house now for the same food - which, at this point, I am tied of already. Bonus***we get to take leftovers home? Awesome! I didn't eat your Green Bean Casserole at your house, what makes you think I will eat it at home?

Holidays, any more, are a bear. However, I refuse to have anyone over my house because I would probably be kicking them out after they have only been there for 20 minutes.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Hi Tim!

Special shout outs to Tim - visiting the blog! Yay! This is a first for me. I am sharing this with someone other then the 2 or 3 people who usually read this. I mean, eek, I haven't even told my FAMILY about this!!! I think I am up to sharing since we both admitted our lameness to blogging. So feel special Tim!

P.S. That's him on the right, me on the left and Joe in the middle ~ doin' it up Erie style (and yes there is such a thing). These are the fools I get to enjoy my first ever trip to Vegas with! Fun times for everyone!

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Things not to do 2 weeks before vacation

I am taking my very first "big girl" "no kid, no husband" vacation. And not only am I going BY MYSELF, I am going across country. Yes, that's right. No chance of Kam or Erik showing up where I will be. Just trying to figure out how to miss the non-important phone calls - better yet, how I will be able to differentiate without saying "hello". I still have time to work on that.

So joy of joys - Kam came home Monday and proudly announced that a classmate had chicken pox.


Ok so she is only 5 and I hardly believe anything she says unless I have been witness to it myself. So the skeptic in me emailed her teacher to find out the answer. Did that at work Tuesday morning...right after I called Kam off of school because she had a 104 fever. Super. Right to I went. Why I went there again, I have no idea because the last time I frequented that sight, it told me I could possibly have brain cancer. By the by - no other symptoms have appeared for said BC so I am assuming they were WRONG (Ha take that "Dr's". I'm sure they just play one on TV). Great - fever is a pre cursor. What what? Be on the look out for febrile seizures. Oh man. Oh here's a tasty little nugget....guess who won't take medicine for ANYTHING? Yeah - there was a cough developing Sunday so I promptly went out and bought those dissolving cough strips in Yummy Berry (yeah right). Kam had it on her tongue for all of 3 seconds before she gagged so hard twice she threw up right in the living room. Panic ensued Tuesday - I left work early. Erik left work early. We lounged around all day. Watched Bee Movie. Checked her temperature at least 50 times an hour....just to be sure. I got to sleep with her at night (and I use the word sleep loosely) - what a nightmare. Every off breath she took, every 2 minutes she was up staring at me...yikes. Scary. So her fever broke early this morning but I made the Presidential decision that she will be missing school again today (and at this point I would like to make a side note that I am having THE hardest time writing this because the 5 year old kid and the 33 year old kid are bickering on the couch and I CANNOT THINK...almost typed SLEEP distraction)

Anyway, where was I going with this. I have no idea. Oh yeah...2 weeks until I leave this breeding ground of germs.

What you don't want to do 2 weeks before vacation is start shopping for a bathing suit. I have done way too much research for something that I truly despise and will hate wearing the rest of this summer. So my day tomorrow is going to consist of eating no breakfast or lunch and trying to find a suit that I like. Why am I getting the feeling that I am going to be settling for the oversized T shirt over the ugly one piece??

Saturday, March 15, 2008


I had to chuckle when I read my horoscope today. Here it goes ~ including some notes I made...


Avoiding social obligations may not be your usual style, so it's surprising to others when you do. I HARDLY EVER AVOID SOCIAL OBLIGATIONS....AND I CERTAINLY WAS NOT ABOUT TO AVOID THE ONE TODAY EITHER. HORTON HEARS A WHO WAS EXCELLENT. DINNER WAS FUN.

Don't worry about their judgments of you or your current decisions. HAVE YOU MET ME? I DON'T CARE WHAT OTHERS THINK, SO THERE.


I swear, I could make a crap load of money by making up half the crap. Just throw a few sentences together and call it a horoscope. Come on now...

Thursday, March 13, 2008

The devil - reincarnated

**WARNING: Debby - this is in no way bragging about my ability to run whilst you cannot***

For those of you that don't know, I've been on a health kick since October. I am trying new things every week as far as a workout is concerned.
Running has been my new thing....I'm up to 1.37 miles ~ roughly 12 minutes. So it's not Olympic time, but it's a start.

I've also started lifting weights every day - not Hulk Hogan weights, just simple 20 pounds or less depending on the machine.

I have a partner in crime that is along for the ride - Becky. I push her to do things and she pushes me. Yesterday, we tried a new machine at our gym at work. The gravity machine. Don't know what it is? Take a look:

You may have seen Chuck Norris peddling his version as well:

The class was entitled "Getting to Know the Gravity Machine". We both thought it would be a simple tutorial of how the machine works (you aren't allowed to use it unless you learn how to use it first - which makes sense because you really could hurt yourself on one of these bad boys) with a few simple examples of the exercises you can do on them. Uhhhh no.....not at all. This was a full blown class at 7 in the morning. 45 minutes of pure and simple hell. I've run myself through the gammet as far as my muscles are concerned....I thought I had exposed all of the muscles I hadn't used in sometime or have never used at all. Today - well today - I have found new entire body hurts...abs (at least where my abs should be), thighs, calves, armpits, back - you name it, it's sore. There was a point during the workout where we were laying face down on the glider and performing a modified pull up (and here's how evil the instructor is - pull yourself up with 2 arms, let go with one arm, pull yourself back up with 2 arms, let go with one arm) and I just started to giggle uncontrollably. From there, the giggle started to turn into a whimper and I nearly started to cry.

You see how the ladies in the first picture are laying down and some have that pained look? I've determined that this is their second time taking this class and know what they are in for the following day. In fact, I can't remember if the machines actually looked like that or like this:

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Seriously....not even a minute

While I have tried to teach Kam to knock on the bathroom door if is closed and she knows someone is in there, sometimes I wish I would have taught her to just WAIT until said person comes out of the bathroom.

Picture this if you will:

Me, fresh out of the shower (OK OK so it's not really something you want to picture, but stick with me here). I am applying my very S-M-All container of philosophy's Hope In a Jar (and yes people, it really is just as it's name implies....I would pay hundred's of bucks for this stuff - which gets me thinking, what is in there....crack I am thinking...and I'm thinking philosophy puts all sorts of highly addictive narcotics in all of their products because I am addicted). Now - pause for a minute as I need to regroup and figure out where I was going with this.

Ah yes, me, lotion....and here we go....there is a knock on the bathroom door.
Me: "yes?"
Kam: "mommy, can I have your autograph?"

I open the door and there she is with a wire bound journal and a marker that is to be used strictly for her Cranium puzzle because it is one of those wipe off ones. Of course, my initial thought is "uh huh, you want it because you want to start learning how to forge it for your high school years, right?". Instead, I say (which I am pretty sure sounded like YELLED) "What are you doing with this marker? This is only for your Cranium puzzle. You have like a bagillion other markers you can use"

"nuh uh", she replies. Really??? I didn't, I mean Santa didn't just bring you over 100 markers for Christmas?

Obviously, it took me 5 minutes to realize I was NOT going to win an argument with a 5 year old over the quantity of markers she has, because, clearly, I am insane and she knows all.

I sign her book:


She says, "you forgot your last name." I said, "I don't have a last name when my first name is Mommy." And sometimes I wonder where she gets her smart ass comments from.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Inspired yet so uninspired

I am yesterday's dishwater. I have been reading all day long and all I want to do is type my little heart out. But I just cannot muster up enough energy to really post anything...except complaints. So here goes!!!! (Lucky you)

I had a premonition that I would be sleeping on the couch so I filled the fish tank up with just enough water to stop that annoying gurgle sound it makes.

Whaddaya know....3am - on the couch. Usually I get the bed all to myself ~ plus a cat and an occasional dog ~ but you can guarantee I will be in for a nice nights sleep. No tossing, no turning. Only sweet, sweet dreams. Not so much last night.

Erik decides that he must plant his face into what ever suffocating position he can. Pillow - been there. Covers over the head - done that. All the meanwhile, I get to listen to Darth Vader slowly fade into slumber. So when I asked him why he feels the need to act all ostrich like, his answer was "I think it's some subconcious thing - like you know, in case a monster comes in - that way I will be protected. ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU ARE 33.

Not tonight my Internet, not tonight. Because in about 10 minutes, I am going to get myself a nice big glass of water and retire to the bedroom, sprawl myself over the ENTIRE bed and get to sleep. Good luck trying to move me.


I have been aseep at the wheel apparently. I knew my boyfriend was going to be on the lastest Madonna CD/Record/Album depending on your age....but I had nooooo idea it was already leaked to onto the dubbya dubbya dubbya.

Has anyone heard it? Does anyone know where to find it? Me thinks me must get on iTunes ASAP and check it out.

Mary Jane's no good for Mary Ann

Awww snaps. I mean, really, is this what happens to you when you drop to the D list?

A surprise birthday party for Dawn Wells, the actress who played Mary Ann on "Gilligan's Island," ended with a nearly three-hour tour of the Teton County sheriff's office and jail when the 69-year-old was caught with marijuana in her vehicle while driving home. Wells is now serving six months' unsupervised probation. She was sentenced Feb. 29 to five days in jail, fined $410.50 and placed on probation after pleading guilty to one count of reckless driving.
Prosecutors dropped misdemeanour counts of driving under the influence, possession of drug paraphernalia and possession of a controlled substance. According to a sheriff's, Wells was pulled over after she swerved across the fog lines and centre lines of State Highway 33 and repeatedly speeded up and slowed down. The officer who stopped her said he smelled burning marijuana. Wells reportedly told him that she'd just given a ride to three hitchhikers and had dropped them off when they began smoking something. Police found three half-smoked joints in the ashtray, a fourth half-smoked joint and two small cases used to store marijuana. Wells' lawyer Ron Swafford said a friend admitted he'd left a small amount of marijuana in the car after having used it that day and that Wells was unaware of it.

Yeeeeeeeeeeahhhhhhhhhhhh suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure. I'll file that for later use in case it ever happens to me.

Saturday, March 8, 2008


What I don't need:

Dog to throw up in living room
Dog breathing on me
Dog trying to give me kisses

Gotta go take a long dip in some sanitizer. BLECH.


Just got my David Cook fix for the morning. Much better now.


Don't be jealous. Kam and I are getting ready to head out to see High School Musical on ice. I have heard about it allllllllll week long. I'm excited - but only because she is so excited about it. Of course, I had to make sure she knew that they weren't really Zac Effron and Vanessa Hudgins - we're cool there.

Here's how excited she is. She is half naked in the living room trying to get dressed while count to 30 by 2's and watch Lou and Louise. She's a multi tasker alright. Get's it from her Mama.

Look for us....I am the one with the tissue in my nose to contain the blood because I waited til the last minute to get tickets.

Oh wait - I need to stop at the bank to take out a small personal loan for all of the junk Kam will want. I'll post pictures later.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

There's a reason you were voted off

Dear God! Why in the world do the make the people that are voted off of American Idol sing AGAIN?!?!? Aren't you in the predicament you are in because (say it like Ryan Seacrest) America voted...........and you are not the next American Idol? We DID NOT LIKE THE WAY YOU SANG THE SONG THE FIRST TIME - why on EARTH would I want to hear it again? My ears are bleeding thanks to Kady Malloy. Hey Katy - see the people around you crying - yeah well I'll let you in on a little secret - They AIN'T cryin' because you are leaving.

New crush

Oh woe is me. I really need to stop checking dudes out. I mean, really. I am married. But I am starting to feel like a modern day Mrs. Robinson. No - not sleeping with younger men and all of that - just developing crush upon crush.

The latest victim:

David Cook from American Idol.

First, apparently I have a thing for left handed dudes.
Second, musically inclined.
Third, when he sings, the right corner of his mouth makes this little smile that does things to you have to watch it. And I will watch it too. Again and again and again.

Hello David Cook. You sometimes see me pass outside your door because I AM OBSESSED WITH YOU! It is you I have been looking for. You don't need me to tell you how to win my heart because you already have.

Sigh. It has gotten so bad I have even stalked him on Myspace. Yes he has a page. Yes he was in a band (Mid West Killers among others). Yes their song is my default song on Myspace. Yes I am a lunatic.

It's so bad - I have even added this little snippet of a song to my iPod. Dear Lord - please help me.


The fact that Kam knows who the band Heart is. And double lurving that she lurves them too.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008 thought this through???

Not only was I greeted with Mother Nature's latest "eff you" on Friday, a mother of one of the kids in Kam's class decided to send home an invitation to a birthday party. Normally, I am all for it. However, after the last one, I wanted to retrieve the invite before Kam had a chance to see it.

And just for the record, the last one was a swim party at the Connelly Inn on Route 30 - not good for several reasons - 1. On Valentines's day. Not that we had any fabulous plans or anything but come on - it was on a Thursday for Pete's Sake. 2. Kam is NOT a swimmer. She thinks swimming is being able to stand in the water with it up to her neck. Uh no....not even close. I needed a supply of ant-anxiety pills that night. Oh dear lord.

Not so lucky with this one. This invite was for a sleep over at a HOTEL. Yes, a HOTEL. Really? You couldn't have a sleep over at your house? Really? So now I am left with the daunting task of breaking it gently to Kam about how she won't be going because Mommy has no trust in people she doesn't know.

A quick conference with Grammo gave me the idea to have a friend over for Kam and go see Horton Hears A Who that day. Sweet idea Mom! Have you raised kids before? What? You have? Impossible!

So when I got to work today, straight to the email I went and sent a nice note to one of Kam's classmates mom who works at Highmark with me. In a nutshell - I wanted to know if I was the only sane parent that was not letting her child go to this Hotel Sleep Over.

Phone rings....hooray! She too is not letting her daughter go and she thinks it is a WONDERFUL (I will try not to pat myself on the back and break my arm) idea. I tell I her I will contact her later with details as we get closer. Oh joy - I cannot wait to tell Kam. She will be super excited. And I was right. She was tickled pink.

So what would you do? Would you let your kid go to a sleep over for a classmate in a hotel? Mind you, there were no additional details with the invite - just "we will tell you the room number when you RSVP". My bad - but I don't think 6 year olds need to be in a hotel for a sleep over.

Monday, March 3, 2008


A good massage. Or to be run over with steam roller. Either will do at this point.


What a weekend! I swear, this is the first I got to sit down, although, yesterday, I did a lot of sitting. This just seems like the first relaxing time I suppose.

Where to begin:

Friday - what a nightmare. Friday was a prime example of why I hate the winter. Apparently, all of the works departments did not notice it was snowing at 11 am. I guess they figured it would have stopped sooner then it did. Traffic was a nightmare, I was late picking up Kam from the bus, her bus was late, I had to shovel the frickin' sidewalk - AGAIN (guess Erik doesn't know what or where the shovel is)....pretty much - I was in a bitchy mood.

Saturday was much much better. No snowflakes falling when I woke up at 4 am because the G.D. cat was hungry and he wanted the whole house to know it. Sometimes I want to accidentally let him outside just to see how long he would last out there. Bet he would never leave the porch.

Late Saturday afternoon, I carted my heiny to Aliquippa to help a dear dear friend move. So I hardly worked, no big deal. Here was the extent of my "help" - contact paper. It was tough laying on the floor putting it in cabinets that are waist deep, let me tell you. Oh yeah, and I had to carry a case of beer into the house. Whew!!! Exhausting!!

After all of Dave's helpers (read: family) left for the night - it was just me and him. In the 6+ years I have known him, I can honestly say that I have NEVER had a heart to heart with him like we did Saturday night. I was there until 3am. I probably could have talked all night with him. Oh wait, I did. It's strange, but he and I are very similar. I know a lot more about him now then I did before. And I am thankful.

Sunday was a lazy day due to the lack of sleep from said night. That and stupid cat again with his hungry meow...which on this night was IMPOSSIBLE because I fed him when I got home at 4am. Nice try buster.

Today - my 9 and 1 day off....I work 9 out of 10 days and get 1 day off. A godsend...for real. Grocery shopping consumed the morning then it was back to Aliquippa for some more helping.

Back in time for dinner and the pre-requiste shower. Now it's time to get Kam into bed and I am about to call it a day.

Sunday, March 2, 2008


Can't Buy Me Love...Damn I love me some nerdy Patrick Dempsey.

Thursday, February 28, 2008


Seriously - I don't think there is anything else that can make me cry as much as this. First, this song is my all time favorite song and when someone can sing it better then John Lennon - you've got me. Only one other person has done it so far: Jordis Unga from Rockstar: INXS.

If you don't watch American Idol, let me just say, they were not kidding when they said that this year had THE most talented contestants. They guys - yes. The girls - not so much. There are a few - OK I lied - One in particular (ahem Carly Smithson). And after 2 weeks - I am ready to put my money on David Archuleta. This kid is phenomenal. Little back story on this dude:

Paralized vocal chords when he was younger. Rumor has it he has won Star Search - but I see no bearing of that on AI.

This kid can really belt it out. And even Kam thinks he's cute.


You ever just have one of those days? I I got up nice and early - oh say 4:30 am. For no reason, just because I felt like getting up 40 minutes before the alarm goes off. Said alarm goes off and I contemplate just calling off. Nah - save your days Les. Go to work. So it will be boring, so you have nothing to do. At least you get paid for both of those.

Out the door am I at 5:30. Into the blustery frickin' cold....again. I really do need to relocate. Maybe I will become one of those "snow birds" - you know, the ones that live here in the spring/summer and move south for the winter? I am sure I could get a transfer to someplace warmer. But anywho......

Tick tock tick tock. The time passes slowly at work. 6:30...7. Where is everyone? It is so quiet. Finally someone shows. I do as much work as I can because I am really that bored. The report I am working is the same stuff over and over again. Finally, I get a visitor at my desk. My friend Becky. She has a present for me. 3 African Dwarf Frogs and 3 little fish. Her daughter has decided that she has grown tired of them and they need a new home.
"I'll take them. I wasn't the one that wanted the "bleeping" fish tank we have in the first place (but that's another story in itself) so if I put extra things in there, it's only me that takes care of sure. Thanks!"

She leaves....back to the boredom. I can't take anymore. I send Becky an IM and say - I want to take a half day (she is my car pooler as well so I have to give her the heads up that I want to leave).
"And what are you going to do", she says.
"Oh I don't maybe". You see, NY & Co has brainwashed me into their store. And everytime I am in there, they give away stuff. This last time was $20 City Cash - you spend $40 at a specified time, you get $20 off. Perfect timing...I am in desperate need of some clothes that fit. **Prepare yourself....I am about to complain about something YOU SHOULD NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT....EVER. AND I MEAN IT****

You see, I have managed to whittle myself down 42.5 pounds since May of last year. Something I am quite proud of. And quite frankly, I still need to lose about another 40 before I am at my "happy weight" - or what considers my happy weight. How they know what this is is beyond me but I digress.

Long story short (too late for that) - we blow the popsicle stand that is Highmark and head off for an afternoon of shopping.

I did OK - Saved $40 - got 2 short sleeve shirts and 2 capri pants which I can wear now with tall boots and one button down shirt for $80. Not bad. And the plus side is that I wasn't at work.

A day of hooky is needed every once in a while. You should try it if you haven't in a while.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Sign me!

Super cute

I don't know about you, but I'm gonna go watch Star Wars now. Only because I will be cracking up.

I need to move

I frickin' hate this weather. And what's worse? The "meteorologists" that "predict" this garbage. I wish I could be right 30% of the time at my job, and know that I would still be employed the next day. Guess I have to get my self out there and throw MORE salt down because who knows what it will be like in an hour. The only saving grace...the possibility that I (ahem) HAVE TO stay home tomorrow.

For Debby with a Y

You asked for it. They don't look this blue in person. In fact, I think I like them more in this pic then I do in person. And what are those?????...crow's feet???......yikes.

Monday, February 25, 2008


To sell my old laptop soon. I need the money to offset my West Coast Trip in April. Know anyone that wants to buy it?

I can't do it anymore.

I've played this charade for long enough. I've clung to my 20/20 vision long enough. Mind you, I have had glasses for sometime now. I just refused to wear them. Sure I let them out of their protective case every once and again to make sure they were still intact. Well, as of late, I have been having this weird throbbing/pulsing on the left side of my head above my ear. It's not painful in anyway, just very bizzare.

WebMd tells me it is one of three things...

1. My vision is impaired and I need to get it checked...STAT!
2. I am having some sort of stress induced migraine.
3. I have brain cancer.

I'm hedging my bets on numero uno. I've had a migraine...let me tell you....ranks right at the bottom of "My Things To Do When Bored" list. I've reviewed my medical records and sure enough, it's been over a year since my last eye exam. Pretty dumb for someone who sits on a computer for 18 out of 24 hours a day. So...I have busted out my "super smart specticles" and will be wearing them pretty much all of the time.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Creepy & Pathetic

You decide which is which. Of course, at least they aren't ganging up on the fish:

Start saving now...

Poor child is destined for a life of eyebrow waxing and Chapstick.


To the 25th Anniversary Edition of Thriller. I forgot how awesome this is!

4 Legged Friends

I'm pretty sure this was a conversation between Sasha and Shady last week:
Photo Credit:


For a kid that understands she shouldn't have friends over if she is sick. All it takes is a little bribery to do some girly things and play some games.

Friday, February 22, 2008


Kam will wake up with an illness so I don't have to have 2 kids in the house tomorrow.


If I could be sick or have a cold for the next 8 weeks straight, I would be at my goal weight.


My new laptop...Even though I despise those douche's at Circuit City for forcing me into buying a new one.


New TV show:

I would fail miserably at this as I can't remember this morning.