From the nurses office at the dd's school. I was thinking that maybe she had gotten sick. Which would be odd since she usually acts a bit off when she's coming down with something and she's been fine lately. But no, apparently they call you about everything. Including when your kid decides to, somehow and we don't understand how, go off the side of the slide at recess and, agian somehow, hit herself on the head. They can't find a bump or anything and she is acting totally fine. So back to class she goes and I told the nurse to make sure the teacher tells the after school care people that she bonked her head. Even though I'm sure if it was anything at all it was just a tap. I had to at least sound like I gave a hoot even though I know in reality the kid is taking someone for a ride.
My kid is a wus when it comes to pain, if it was an actual bump she'd be screaming and wailing her fool head off. If it was real everyone would know. I think I know what happened, some other kid was messing around and accidently pushed her aside or some such and she was trying to be dramatic. Drama queen, that's what I gave birth to. It's what happens when you breed with one....
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
I don't watch football

Well let me clarify, I (we actually, dh has little to no interest) don't watch any organized sports on tv. It just doesn't do it for us. If we are invited to friends house to watch a game we have to really really like our friends because it'd be more of an excuse to hang with them than to watch a football/baseball/whatever game. Given the opportunity to go irl we usually will go. Not really for the game but more for the experience. We've taken the dd to Petco park a few times to watch the Padres. She had a GREAT time. Didn't watch the game at all but ate every single thing the concession guys came to sell. Peanuts, popcorn, hotdogs, nachos, cotton candy, pretzels and cheese. You name it she ate it. The fact that she didn't puke is a testament to the fact that she was raised a So Cal girl. That much salsa and Mexican food from birth and you get a stomach of steel by the time you're 3.
So now here's the caveat, and I speak for myself, not the dh because he still doesn't give a hoot. The Charges (not the best of teams, to say the least) had what, an 8/8 season? Dude that sucks ass. That kind of playing should not warrant a standing in any type of divisional play off or what have you. You'll excuse my random football terminology and appreciate the fact that I don't call anything a home run whilst talking about football. But it seems like 2009 is already turning out to be a year of wild miracles. It's like a scene from Sixteen Candles. King of the Dorks, remember that line? Yeah well apparently 8/8 was better than the rest and we just sucked better than everyone else in the west. Alright, well then the Chargers finally grew some balls and started playing football. And they get payed how much to dick off for the entire season? They should be counting their lucky starts right now because let me tell you, they don't really deserve to be where they are at.
I've been checking the numbers. The scores and all the other stats in the game, yeah that's right I can read football scores and they make sense to me. I was raised by my dad, I can work on car engines too, dads are wonderful things for girls. Let me tell you, I don't know how the hell they won that last game, their stats sucked ass next to the Colts last week. Again though, it was just a matter of not sucking ass more than the ones you are up against. The Colts must have pissed off the football gods or something. Anyway I was talking to my dad last weekend, because he has tickets to all the at home games and goes to them, and he was talking about the alignment of the stars. If everything worked out just right the Chargers would be playing one more game at home. In order for that to happen the Ravens would have to win (which they did yesterday) and the Chargers would have to win today. I think the weather will be in the teens today in Pittsburg, with snow flurries. I'll be the first to say it, snowballs chance in hell. Do I think they have a chance of winning? A small one but again, only if the stars have aligned just right. And the Steelers suck ass harder than the Charges. It could happen.
The football fans of San Diego though? OMG I didn't even know they existed in such fervor. Normally they are wallflowers, we don't do sports much in San Diego. Why when you can go out and surf, water ski,roller blade, snowboard, bike, hike and dang why sit in a stadium watching other people play games when you can go out and do whatever the hell you want. This is the problem with having major league sports in an area with such beautiful year round weather. They're not cheese heads because they have no snow in their front yards.
Right now though, wow are they getting on the band wagon. It's kind of entertaining to watch from afar. If I were back in the city, not so much. I find screaming drunk men not so amusing. I am safely tucked away in the suburbs of Texas though, until those stupid retarded Spurs start up again I don't have to listen to that crap.
Go Bolts, earn that paycheck!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Calling cards
I am an avid period movie fan, I just love those bland love stories and was lucky enough to marry a man (or woman depending on what friend of ours you ask) that loves them too. There are several old fashioned things that go on in those movies that you'll never see again, horse drawn carriages, footmen, and the like. One of the things that I always loved were the calling cards. One would go to a house and hand the doorman/butler their calling card so they could either a) be announced of b) if the occupant was not home the card would be left so they knew someone had come calling. So quaint, but with the advent of telephones and people who do not talk to neighbors calling cards had fallen by the way side. We have business cards nowadays but usually for work purposes only.
When I was working in commercial real estate (when first arriving in Texas) I used my business cards for both work and personal use. They had my cell number and my email addy so why not right? After leaving that job (don't get me started on that waste of 2 years of my life) I kind of missed the cards. Last week I decided to go to Vista Print and have calling cards made. Why not, you only pay for shipping right? It has my name at the top, my blogger addy, my cell phone number, home phone number and my dh's name with his cell number at the bottom. I forgot to list my email separate, people will have to go to my blog to figure it out. So they came in, I loved them and put some in my wallet. And sadly totally forgot about them.
The dd came home from school and hands me a calling card from one of the other students in her class. It's a Vista Print, has the family name listed on the top and all of their first names listed underneath it. They also put their home address, email and phone numbers. Again, very cute. I then proceeded to tell the dd that I had cards like that with our info on them (she didn't really know what the card was, just that her friend gave it to her for the specific purpose of getting together for play dates). She finds out I have them for us and now she wants 21, the number of students she has in her class. Ohkaayy yeah no I don't think so. I see a trend starting here. We pass these suckers out and watch, suddenly all the kids are going to go home waving these cards to their parents and saying that they need some just like it to pass out. Oh yeah, this is going to be good. I gave her 8, and she already has a list of 8 friends that she's giving them too. All boys. You know why? Because she likes the girls ok but for play dates she only wants to hang with the boys. Apparently they are funner. I think they are just easier for her to manipulate, oh yeah she's a smart one. Daddy's going to have lotsa fun come teen years.
So there you have it, calling cards are making a come back. And making rounds in the elementary schools. Oh to be a young social butterfly again....
When I was working in commercial real estate (when first arriving in Texas) I used my business cards for both work and personal use. They had my cell number and my email addy so why not right? After leaving that job (don't get me started on that waste of 2 years of my life) I kind of missed the cards. Last week I decided to go to Vista Print and have calling cards made. Why not, you only pay for shipping right? It has my name at the top, my blogger addy, my cell phone number, home phone number and my dh's name with his cell number at the bottom. I forgot to list my email separate, people will have to go to my blog to figure it out. So they came in, I loved them and put some in my wallet. And sadly totally forgot about them.
The dd came home from school and hands me a calling card from one of the other students in her class. It's a Vista Print, has the family name listed on the top and all of their first names listed underneath it. They also put their home address, email and phone numbers. Again, very cute. I then proceeded to tell the dd that I had cards like that with our info on them (she didn't really know what the card was, just that her friend gave it to her for the specific purpose of getting together for play dates). She finds out I have them for us and now she wants 21, the number of students she has in her class. Ohkaayy yeah no I don't think so. I see a trend starting here. We pass these suckers out and watch, suddenly all the kids are going to go home waving these cards to their parents and saying that they need some just like it to pass out. Oh yeah, this is going to be good. I gave her 8, and she already has a list of 8 friends that she's giving them too. All boys. You know why? Because she likes the girls ok but for play dates she only wants to hang with the boys. Apparently they are funner. I think they are just easier for her to manipulate, oh yeah she's a smart one. Daddy's going to have lotsa fun come teen years.
So there you have it, calling cards are making a come back. And making rounds in the elementary schools. Oh to be a young social butterfly again....
Friday, January 9, 2009
Lemme tell you about my morning
But only because I'm proud of myself. For doing what just about 99% of other Americans do everyday with out really thinking about it. You see I'm a morning dysfunctional. I can function just fine in the morning, better than most even since I don't rely on coffee. Caveat here, I can function just fine in the morning after I've gotten up. It's not a snooze thing, I don't use the snooze button at all. The alarm goes off, I turn it off and I go back to sleep. Doesn't matter where you put the alarm either. I can get up, go turn it off and walk right back to bed. No problem. If sleeping were an Olympic sport no one on this earth, not even those lazy ass teenagers, could take that gold away from me. No way. I can even remember getting up and turning off the alarm, it's not like I do it in a sleep daze. If the phone rings and I need to answer it and sound like I've been awake for hours I can do that too. Totally coherent conversation, no sleepiness to be detected by the person on the other end of the line. Oh I'm good, let me tell ya.
So the hubby does shift work, 4 days on 4 days off, each week is different. If he works the weekend he usually gets to be home most of the week days. This week he was home Mon-Thurs so I didn't have to take the kid to school those days (she has to be there before 7:40). When he takes her they get there early and he parks and walks her to class. She hates the drive up and drop off line, she likes to be walked to class. She also hates to be late. She doesn't like it when I have morning duty, it never goes well. On my mornings I get her breakfast ready and go get myself ready. She has to eat by herself (glued to the morning cartoons, she doesn't really notice me not there) and then get her teeth brushed and dressed by herself. She's 7 and more than capable of all these tasks. Her alarm goes off at 6 am, mine goes off at 6:30. Why the discrepancy? The dh sets her alarm, I set mine and I see no need to get up at 6. So at 6 she gets up (she's good about getting up in the mornings, she has many of the dh's attributes, even the good ones) and comes into my room and crawls under the blankies on her daddy's empty side of the bed and goes back to sleep. We have a system, and understanding of sorts, and everyone in the house knows that mommy gets up on her own schedule, don't mess with a sleeping mommy.
This morning was good, I hadn't gotten up at 6:30 in awhile, maybe 2 weeks? I'm always like 45 minutes late for work, good thing no one cares. So I was expecting to turn off the snooze and sleep for too long and get the kid to school barely on time, if not totally late which does happen on my watch on occasion. We are never more than like 3 minutes late though so I could be worse. DD hates it when she's late so I try not to let that happen. Anyway I got up at 6:30, got the kid and the dogs fed, took a shower, got ready and she had her teeth brushed and was dressed with shoes on by the time I made it downstairs. Having her up stupid early in the mornings for 4 days straight made it so that she was ready to get herself good and gone. I like it! Mornings run a lot slower when she's dancing around naked with a tooth brush in her mouth at 7:30. It's common practice in our house, drives us nuts. Her teacher has already sent notes home about her having trouble 'staying on task'. Ya think we haven't seen it babe?
So this morning I got to work at 8:03, it was weird....
So the hubby does shift work, 4 days on 4 days off, each week is different. If he works the weekend he usually gets to be home most of the week days. This week he was home Mon-Thurs so I didn't have to take the kid to school those days (she has to be there before 7:40). When he takes her they get there early and he parks and walks her to class. She hates the drive up and drop off line, she likes to be walked to class. She also hates to be late. She doesn't like it when I have morning duty, it never goes well. On my mornings I get her breakfast ready and go get myself ready. She has to eat by herself (glued to the morning cartoons, she doesn't really notice me not there) and then get her teeth brushed and dressed by herself. She's 7 and more than capable of all these tasks. Her alarm goes off at 6 am, mine goes off at 6:30. Why the discrepancy? The dh sets her alarm, I set mine and I see no need to get up at 6. So at 6 she gets up (she's good about getting up in the mornings, she has many of the dh's attributes, even the good ones) and comes into my room and crawls under the blankies on her daddy's empty side of the bed and goes back to sleep. We have a system, and understanding of sorts, and everyone in the house knows that mommy gets up on her own schedule, don't mess with a sleeping mommy.
This morning was good, I hadn't gotten up at 6:30 in awhile, maybe 2 weeks? I'm always like 45 minutes late for work, good thing no one cares. So I was expecting to turn off the snooze and sleep for too long and get the kid to school barely on time, if not totally late which does happen on my watch on occasion. We are never more than like 3 minutes late though so I could be worse. DD hates it when she's late so I try not to let that happen. Anyway I got up at 6:30, got the kid and the dogs fed, took a shower, got ready and she had her teeth brushed and was dressed with shoes on by the time I made it downstairs. Having her up stupid early in the mornings for 4 days straight made it so that she was ready to get herself good and gone. I like it! Mornings run a lot slower when she's dancing around naked with a tooth brush in her mouth at 7:30. It's common practice in our house, drives us nuts. Her teacher has already sent notes home about her having trouble 'staying on task'. Ya think we haven't seen it babe?
So this morning I got to work at 8:03, it was weird....
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
The kid wants to be Goth
No I'm totally serious. I mean I was goth back in the day, I was a teen at the time though, not 7 years old. I was flitting about the internet this evening and she pointed at something I was looking at and said she wanted some:
Guantlets by solerawear on esty, hq in Hawaii...

I told her that they were made for grown ups and that they didn't make them for kids. I did not tell her I already owned a pair in chocolate and they are stashed safely away in my closet. No she has never seen them before so it's not like she's copying mommy's fashion sense. I only dress goth when going to club and that's long after her bed time.
She has apparently seen gauntlets in kid sizes though since she had gotten into a fight over one in the lost and found box at school earlier this year. Some girl wanted them and took my kid by the throat of her shirt and shook her up some. Good thing my hubby wasn't the one to hear about this first, he wanted to hunt the kid down and give her a what for. Instead he tried to teach the kid how to fight. Turns out we raised a pacifist and no, I do not know how that happened. People feared me, even in my school years. I joined Facebook recently and one guy from high school, for whatever reason, calls me shin kicker. I do not recall a) ever kicking anyone in the shins nor b)who this guy is. Whatever, just goes to show I didn't have to kick any one to get them to fear me, they just did. Power and intimidation, I have it. My child, not so much.
She does, however, have potential. Do you know which gauntlets she wants?
The skull and crossbones. Rock on, there is hope yet...

And let me just say that no, this is not my kid, it's just a model but my kid just happens to have this same exact hat. She's a mega fahionista, again, unlike her mommy.

And this is where a model is wearing them on her arms.

I love baby legs. Have you guys ever seen them on babies? My friend has a 8 month old and she has no less than 13 pairs. I told her to save them for me because these puppies alone would be a good enough excuse to give birth, no really.

See? Did you hear that? That was your ovaries protesting their non use. No, really, listen again, google Baby Legs and look through the pics, they'll start wailing. It's true!
Guantlets by solerawear on esty, hq in Hawaii...

I told her that they were made for grown ups and that they didn't make them for kids. I did not tell her I already owned a pair in chocolate and they are stashed safely away in my closet. No she has never seen them before so it's not like she's copying mommy's fashion sense. I only dress goth when going to club and that's long after her bed time.
She has apparently seen gauntlets in kid sizes though since she had gotten into a fight over one in the lost and found box at school earlier this year. Some girl wanted them and took my kid by the throat of her shirt and shook her up some. Good thing my hubby wasn't the one to hear about this first, he wanted to hunt the kid down and give her a what for. Instead he tried to teach the kid how to fight. Turns out we raised a pacifist and no, I do not know how that happened. People feared me, even in my school years. I joined Facebook recently and one guy from high school, for whatever reason, calls me shin kicker. I do not recall a) ever kicking anyone in the shins nor b)who this guy is. Whatever, just goes to show I didn't have to kick any one to get them to fear me, they just did. Power and intimidation, I have it. My child, not so much.
She does, however, have potential. Do you know which gauntlets she wants?
The skull and crossbones. Rock on, there is hope yet...

And let me just say that no, this is not my kid, it's just a model but my kid just happens to have this same exact hat. She's a mega fahionista, again, unlike her mommy.

And this is where a model is wearing them on her arms.

I love baby legs. Have you guys ever seen them on babies? My friend has a 8 month old and she has no less than 13 pairs. I told her to save them for me because these puppies alone would be a good enough excuse to give birth, no really.

See? Did you hear that? That was your ovaries protesting their non use. No, really, listen again, google Baby Legs and look through the pics, they'll start wailing. It's true!
What if?
The dh and I were conversing Tuesday morning. He had a flat tire and didn't realize it until his way home from dropping the kid at school. I was still home when he got back, pulled his car into the garage and pulled off the tire. I told him I'd call in late to work and we'd take his tire to be patched together. *sidenote* I'd really like life a lot more if we weren't so dependent on cars. Really, I'm serious. The car payments, insurance maintenance, ugh.
So we did that and were talking on the way home about the guys I'd met him with when we were young. It was a group of 4 of them and they all rode BMX bikes, no cars. Even when we were of driving age none of them got cars, the dh just mooched rides from women with cars. Dh never suffered from a lack of females, brat. I was one of the chicks with a car that he got rides from here to there from. Funny, just yesterday I was talking to one of those very women about this subject. And we both knew back then that we were being used for our cabbie services. Why oh why is being young always associated with stupidity?
So one day in high school the dh and his friend's bikes were stolen. They went to San Diego High and since it was a downtown school the students there, for the most part, were from the seedier side of town. Let's put it this way, they had their own daycare there for the students that had babies, so that the young parents could at least could get a high school degree. They had a high teen pregnancy rate there yeah? So when the dh's and Jas' bikes were stolen Jas got really really pissed. He'll tell you there were other reasons for this choice but we all know it was the bike. He decided to change schools. Don't ask me how he did it, the San Diego school system is a bitch about letting kids change schools mid year, it just isn't allowed. He must have come up with some great whacked out story to make it happen but he did. He changed to my high school. Because his bike was stolen. Oh he'll never fess up to that, he says some other odd thing but we all know it was the bike. Those boys loved their bikes.
So that's how I met Jas, he was in one of my elective courses (Graphic Arts maybe?) and I thought he was cute so I talked to him. And then started hanging out with him and decided I wasn't into him and he had a girlfriend anyway. And I didn't think she was very pretty so, of course, that made me question his judgement in women. Turns out she and her sister were psycho so there, I was right. We still hung out though and he was in a band so I followed him to some of his shows and that's where I met the other 3 boys in his crew. Dan, Vaughn, and my hubby. I dated the dh way back then in the day. We met at one gig in Ramona, a town outside of San Diego, way out in the boonies. It's where our friends now own a paintball field so you know it's way hella out there. We met, I told Jas I though his friend (my present dh) was a dork, dh asked Jas if I was interested. DH went though women only a bit slower in high school that he did in college. He had a 6 month rule in high school, he wouldn't date a girl longer than 6 months. I dated him and when he realized I had made it to that point I got the boot and was regulated to just another person to mooch a ride from. Ouch! Didn't you just love the teen years?
Funny how things like that work out. I got dumped, married the rebound guy (that was such a bad marriage) and then managed to not make my way back to San Diego until 10 years after high school. When we then got back together, had a kid and got married.
All because some ass stole those bikes from Jas and dh in high school. Fate is a fickle woman isn't she?
So we did that and were talking on the way home about the guys I'd met him with when we were young. It was a group of 4 of them and they all rode BMX bikes, no cars. Even when we were of driving age none of them got cars, the dh just mooched rides from women with cars. Dh never suffered from a lack of females, brat. I was one of the chicks with a car that he got rides from here to there from. Funny, just yesterday I was talking to one of those very women about this subject. And we both knew back then that we were being used for our cabbie services. Why oh why is being young always associated with stupidity?
So one day in high school the dh and his friend's bikes were stolen. They went to San Diego High and since it was a downtown school the students there, for the most part, were from the seedier side of town. Let's put it this way, they had their own daycare there for the students that had babies, so that the young parents could at least could get a high school degree. They had a high teen pregnancy rate there yeah? So when the dh's and Jas' bikes were stolen Jas got really really pissed. He'll tell you there were other reasons for this choice but we all know it was the bike. He decided to change schools. Don't ask me how he did it, the San Diego school system is a bitch about letting kids change schools mid year, it just isn't allowed. He must have come up with some great whacked out story to make it happen but he did. He changed to my high school. Because his bike was stolen. Oh he'll never fess up to that, he says some other odd thing but we all know it was the bike. Those boys loved their bikes.
So that's how I met Jas, he was in one of my elective courses (Graphic Arts maybe?) and I thought he was cute so I talked to him. And then started hanging out with him and decided I wasn't into him and he had a girlfriend anyway. And I didn't think she was very pretty so, of course, that made me question his judgement in women. Turns out she and her sister were psycho so there, I was right. We still hung out though and he was in a band so I followed him to some of his shows and that's where I met the other 3 boys in his crew. Dan, Vaughn, and my hubby. I dated the dh way back then in the day. We met at one gig in Ramona, a town outside of San Diego, way out in the boonies. It's where our friends now own a paintball field so you know it's way hella out there. We met, I told Jas I though his friend (my present dh) was a dork, dh asked Jas if I was interested. DH went though women only a bit slower in high school that he did in college. He had a 6 month rule in high school, he wouldn't date a girl longer than 6 months. I dated him and when he realized I had made it to that point I got the boot and was regulated to just another person to mooch a ride from. Ouch! Didn't you just love the teen years?
Funny how things like that work out. I got dumped, married the rebound guy (that was such a bad marriage) and then managed to not make my way back to San Diego until 10 years after high school. When we then got back together, had a kid and got married.
All because some ass stole those bikes from Jas and dh in high school. Fate is a fickle woman isn't she?
Monday, January 5, 2009
It's time to vote for the Weblog awards!
Weblog awards, what is it? I dunno but sadly I am computer inept enough to not know 99.999% of these blogs. I know Redneck Mommy (who I did vote for best Canadian blog) and P Dub is is the running for best photography so I voted for that one too. I noticed both Bossy and Dooce were in there too but I don't like either of their blogs really so I abstained. I did learn a few things though, like what the hell Technorati is and why it exists. It's some sort of ranking system for blogs and their traffic. There's a ranking? And here I just thought you were cool when you could earn money off your blog. Apparently you're cool when Technorati says you're cool. Yeah, k, whatevah.
No, I have no idea how people can make a living off of their blogs. I'm sure the scam info is out there some where but I also truly believe I would enjoy blathering less if it were a job and I worried about what other people thought of my writing. I don't, does it show? Yes? Good. I don't want my readers to be those soft people that can't handle reality. I think I drove all of those off months ago with my comment moderation. Putzes thought they could use my blog as a sounding board. Hahaha! What? You say I'm never going to make it to the web grammys with that attitude? Yeah well you're probably right but I will still continue to go to these nominated sites and entertain myself. Both by voting and abstaining. Oh and sometimes even going to a new one and giving it a scathing review. I'm generous like that, spreading the love and lack of and all. Gotta love democracy huh? Or is that the abuse of? I dunno, it's been so long since I've seen an example of real democracy I don't think I know what it looks/works like any more. The good ol US of A, it's not the greatest but it's the best we got so far...
No, I have no idea how people can make a living off of their blogs. I'm sure the scam info is out there some where but I also truly believe I would enjoy blathering less if it were a job and I worried about what other people thought of my writing. I don't, does it show? Yes? Good. I don't want my readers to be those soft people that can't handle reality. I think I drove all of those off months ago with my comment moderation. Putzes thought they could use my blog as a sounding board. Hahaha! What? You say I'm never going to make it to the web grammys with that attitude? Yeah well you're probably right but I will still continue to go to these nominated sites and entertain myself. Both by voting and abstaining. Oh and sometimes even going to a new one and giving it a scathing review. I'm generous like that, spreading the love and lack of and all. Gotta love democracy huh? Or is that the abuse of? I dunno, it's been so long since I've seen an example of real democracy I don't think I know what it looks/works like any more. The good ol US of A, it's not the greatest but it's the best we got so far...
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Rumors rumors rumors.....

I love reading the on line news from my old home town, the newspaper here sucks. If I want to be kept up to date with modern technology and biotech I read the San Diego Union Tribune. If I want to listen to whiners complain about every stupid thing under the sun I read the San Antonio Express News (it bites). I found a little article today about Qualcomm (a San Diego company) that makes the chip for the Google phone. Apparently there are rumors (and there has been for awhile, ignore the dates on that photo) that Apple is going to them for the chip for a new iPhone, a nano iPhone. Now this is as of yet, a rumor but it didn't begin from the fan base. No, the makers of iPhone cases Vaja and Xskn had briefly up on their sites, new cases for the nano iPhone. Interesting no? Well ok, interesting for those of us that find techno crap like this fun.
Now a smaller iPhone is completely impractical for things like surfing the net so I'm guessing this phone is not going to be as upscale as the regular iPhone but it goes with the theme that Apple has for most of their products, different price point models. Now from someone who has the G2 version of the iPhone (at least I think that's the version, it's not the G3) I can give an opinion on such a phone. I am an odd one, I don't actually use my iPhone for internet applications. Email especially, which I am guessing is a popular one for iPhone enthusiasts. Why you ask? If you look at my email addy you'll notice it's my usual MichelleSG along with FBRN. It's the mail addy I use as an application reviewer. I get all the applications that come in for every dog listed as available for the French Bulldog Rescue Network. We get 200+ applications for some dogs. I had a Blackberry Pearl prior to the iPhone and lemme tell you, I tried turning on the email functionality. It was redunculous. I didn't even bother with this phone. You know what I use this phone for? MP3 player. I use it as an MP3 player A LOT. Funny too, I never used my other MP3 player prior to owning the phone, why? I dunno, it works just fine, has almost the same music on it. Maybe it's the new job and the way it's structured (it's not, they can't get my lab working to save their lives) and the fact that I get a lot of alone time. Whatever, I'm lovin the iPhone MP3 capabilities.
With that said, the hubby has always wanted an iPhone. I won't get one for him because he is so damn hard on his cell phones. He has a Shine right now and can I just tell you what he did to it 3 weeks ago? He was washing his hands, his phone was in his jacket pocket, the sink was full of water and he knocked his phone out of his pocket and into a full sink of water. Oh yeah, that'll do wonders for a phone. How do you think an iPhone would handle that? Yeah not so good I'm sure. He let the Shine dry out for a day, it had water in the lcd screen that you could see and you know, I'm surprised it actually came back from that. Still, it doesn't make me want to go out and buy him an iPhone. Would you? We really need a bit more disposable income if iPhones became a disposable product in our home. Because to him that's what phones are, disposable. GAK! Now you know why we only have 1 and it's mine.
Now if they end up having an iPhone that is less expensive, smaller (hey I have little hands and the iPhone is sizable), and still plays music? Yeah I'd get that. And may even pass my iPhone on to the dh. I can be a nice wife, no really I can. It just doesn't happen too often, can't let him think that he can get everything he wants. Gotta keep the man in line you know.
Another nifty giveaway (link included)
Jamie had a link for this giveaway posted on her blog. I don't go after all the giveaways I find but this one is damn nifty. I don't even want to know the price tag on this puppy. I love Mac products and own a scant few (can't really justify the $$ when I rarely wear makeup) and the Pureology shampoo and conditioner I love but it's too expensive for my blood. I mean it's an everyday use product, $25 for a 16 oz bottle? That'd last me like 2 weeks! My hairdresser sells the stuff and they even refill your bottles for a lesser price but still, damn! But I can go so far as putting up her giveaway on my blog for a chance to win. I'm game for that, it's my blog, I can pimp others out at will right? So here's to the Russo blog and kick ass giveaways! You're supposed to be able to click on the pic and be taken to the blog but I am not that savvy, so it doesn't work like that....here's the real link
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Wrong on so many different levels that
I just had to share (circa 1974, I hope you weren't dieting then...) just hit the arrows to scroll though more recipes:
Yum tasty!
Oh and if you use the tabs function (like I do) notice that each new recipe has a different comment on the tab that is a RIOT of sarcasm....
*PS* the hubby spent last night combing through all of the recipe comments and just could not help himself, they are all DAMN FUNNY. He could barely read some of these puppys aloud as he was laughing too hard.
Yum tasty!
Oh and if you use the tabs function (like I do) notice that each new recipe has a different comment on the tab that is a RIOT of sarcasm....
*PS* the hubby spent last night combing through all of the recipe comments and just could not help himself, they are all DAMN FUNNY. He could barely read some of these puppys aloud as he was laughing too hard.
And I ran, I ran so far away....
Now you will have Flock of Seagulls stuck in your brain for the rest of the day. You're welcome!
No really I did run, if only for a little bit. Jaynie has been 'off' ever since his favorite person in the whole wide world went home to San Diego. 'Off' that's how we describe his personality when the Prozac doesn't seem to be taking the edge off and he tends to attack the other dogs in the home. 2 nights ago he went after Corbie, got him pegged under the Christmas tree and the dh ran over and popped him in the side of his neck with a gnarly punch. Now mind you when Jaynie 'goes there' the really goes. Right off the deep end, all sound and fury and it is SCARY. He doesn't actually hurt the other dog unless he's left to go at the other dog for like 5 minutes. All of Jaynie's front teeth are snapped off (self inflicted at previous owner's residence when he was crated too long, he chewed at the bars) so he can only do so much in a short amount or time. Usually you have to drag him off the other dog and he's still in 'the zone' once you do. If you let him go he'd go right back at it. This is the first time I've ever seen the dh pop him one (I don't know if he's done it before) and boy-o, that dog backed off so fast with such an apologetic look on his face I was blown away. We're a positive reinforcement household, all training is done without aggressive punishment. Punishment is done by exclusion, they do bad and they don't get what they want. We don't ever hit the dogs. Normally. I guess until they need to be stopped from killing another dog. Ya do what ya gotta do sometimes. I still can't get over how fast it pulled him out of the KILL zone. Normally he's crazy eyed for hours afterwards, not this time. I would think that added pain would have made it worse. Shows you what I know.
So the next night the dh took Jaynie out for a quick run, it helps him sometimes, other times it doesn't. It depends, if it's windy he gets 'twitchy' and anxious. He was good though and it seemed to help. Do you know when a dog gets in a fight the adrenaline takes something like 3 weeks to get out of his system? 3 weeks. Of unstable twitchy big dog. For this I sucked it up today and took him, by himself, for a really long walk. And I even jogged a bit. OK he's damn long legged and he was almost at a trot as I ran but hey, it was something. My legs are short, I can only go so fast!
It was good though and he was happy. He's simple and thankfully, it doesn't take much to make him happy. Boys. It is also a beautiful day out. Like as in 80 degrees and breezy. Yeah take pictures of your beautiful snow, post them up on your blog, and tell me how lovely it is out in your neck of the woods. And just know that it's blue, bright, breezy and 80 degrees out here in hill country. Gotta love this weather sometimes. I think I got a little sunburn on my shoulders in January. Yeah read it and weep snow belters.
No really I did run, if only for a little bit. Jaynie has been 'off' ever since his favorite person in the whole wide world went home to San Diego. 'Off' that's how we describe his personality when the Prozac doesn't seem to be taking the edge off and he tends to attack the other dogs in the home. 2 nights ago he went after Corbie, got him pegged under the Christmas tree and the dh ran over and popped him in the side of his neck with a gnarly punch. Now mind you when Jaynie 'goes there' the really goes. Right off the deep end, all sound and fury and it is SCARY. He doesn't actually hurt the other dog unless he's left to go at the other dog for like 5 minutes. All of Jaynie's front teeth are snapped off (self inflicted at previous owner's residence when he was crated too long, he chewed at the bars) so he can only do so much in a short amount or time. Usually you have to drag him off the other dog and he's still in 'the zone' once you do. If you let him go he'd go right back at it. This is the first time I've ever seen the dh pop him one (I don't know if he's done it before) and boy-o, that dog backed off so fast with such an apologetic look on his face I was blown away. We're a positive reinforcement household, all training is done without aggressive punishment. Punishment is done by exclusion, they do bad and they don't get what they want. We don't ever hit the dogs. Normally. I guess until they need to be stopped from killing another dog. Ya do what ya gotta do sometimes. I still can't get over how fast it pulled him out of the KILL zone. Normally he's crazy eyed for hours afterwards, not this time. I would think that added pain would have made it worse. Shows you what I know.
So the next night the dh took Jaynie out for a quick run, it helps him sometimes, other times it doesn't. It depends, if it's windy he gets 'twitchy' and anxious. He was good though and it seemed to help. Do you know when a dog gets in a fight the adrenaline takes something like 3 weeks to get out of his system? 3 weeks. Of unstable twitchy big dog. For this I sucked it up today and took him, by himself, for a really long walk. And I even jogged a bit. OK he's damn long legged and he was almost at a trot as I ran but hey, it was something. My legs are short, I can only go so fast!
It was good though and he was happy. He's simple and thankfully, it doesn't take much to make him happy. Boys. It is also a beautiful day out. Like as in 80 degrees and breezy. Yeah take pictures of your beautiful snow, post them up on your blog, and tell me how lovely it is out in your neck of the woods. And just know that it's blue, bright, breezy and 80 degrees out here in hill country. Gotta love this weather sometimes. I think I got a little sunburn on my shoulders in January. Yeah read it and weep snow belters.
Friday, January 2, 2009
I don't ride horses

I just live vicariously through all the horsey blogs I visit daily. But I used to ride, really I did! Back when I divorced my first husband and was stuck on the wrong side of the country (that would be the east side). I was trying to finish my college degree and I was working part time as a vet tech. The last vet I worked for had need of someone to work at her place and she kept horses. I had the opportunity to work at another barn in exchange for riding lessons (got the connection through the vet) and decided to expand my repertoire. It was fun! Oh and I'm allergic to hay, makes my eyes swell shut. Didn't stop me though, I was able to get about 6 months of lessons in before life circumstances changed and I had to move on. I loved it though, mostly the taking care of the horse part. I can groom horses all day long and it's like therapy. Riding, not so much. I have an ass made of teflon, those english riding saddles are small and those dressage/hunter/jumper horses that ride in the hunt are frisky! I've never tried western before but they don't wear helmets, that's not happening. No way no how. My horse cantered once, threw me a flying lead change even. Oh that was such a terrifying experience. No I wear safety gear, always. I also don't do anything more than a walk. A trot if I'm feeling like a lunatic. Which would be like never. I miss the horse stuff, I really did love being at the barn, hay allergies and all. Too bad life doesn't always leave you room for the things you enjoy. I'm sure my hubby would love to hang out every weekend at the paintball field. He goes maybe 4 or 5 times a year.
So why am I dragging ya'll down memory lane? I was looking at dog coats for my winter wimps and came across a pair of riding boots. I love them, I don't care that they were made specifically for riding and would be completely under utilized in my closet (since I don't ride. In snow.). If I had the spare, oh $200 I'd buy them. Good thing I don't have spare cash huh? Sadly I actually do have a nice pair of Ariats. 2 actually. One pair of cowboy boots that I do wear on occasion. They are fashion boots though, not worn for working, they just look cute. The other are actually riding (paddock?) boots and I bought a pair of half chaps to match. Both are in cordovan color because I have insanely small feet (5 1/2) and the boots were a 'last years model' and on mega sale. Apparently cordovan is not the most popular color, it was a dressage town, black was the trend.
The cowboy boots I do wear on occasion, it's Texas so there are plenty of occasions. The paddock boots and half chaps have not been used since my riding days, 1998 maybe? I kept them though, they are somewhere in the attic along with my riding hat and gloves. Oh and breeches, I had those too! I don't know if they'd still fit but I'm not getting up on a horse anytime in the near future so no matter. Regardless, I'm not crawling around in the attic to find that stuff, blown in insulation is a pain. It'd be easier to 'find' $200 and buy that cute pair I found online today...
It's time to nominate for the Bloggies!!
Someday I want to be rich just so I can afford a ticket to the South by Southwest Festival in Austin so I could go see the Bloggies awarded in real life. Totally serious by the way, tickets are INSANELY EXPENSIVE, the cheapest is a student pass, purchased in advance, for $300. I shit you not. Anyone out there have a free comp pass they can spare me? Anyone? In the meantime this year I was with it enough to nominate some praise worthy blogs, you have until January 12th to submit nominations. So you who are sick of voting, instead go and NOMINATE! I am somewhat limited in my blog reading preferences so I will, for the sake of full disclosure, let you all know who I nominated. I flitted though previous years blog winners before, it's how I found a few others like Redneck Mommy (who I love and nominated again this year for best Canadian blog, of course I don't know any other Canadians) and Dooce. I don't like Dooce all that much (the blog, not the person since I've never met her) and I'm pretty sure there is something wrong with her kid (the older one, not the one gestating). Just being brutally honest here peeps, it is a contest after all. Ugly white presidents don't get my vote either, I'm superficial like that. Hey I was born and raised in So Cal, this should come as no big surprise to anyone.
Lesse who else did I nominate, OH! Margaret and Helen. I put them in for 2, best new blog and best political blog. If you can show me a better political blog than theirs I'll send you a present of some sort. No really, I can find some piece of glittery goodness that the kid has glued together somewhere but I don't think you can show me a better political blog.
Lets not forget P Dub, I had to nominate her for something. Weblog of the year. She deserves it for entertaining such and insane volume of people per day. Insane.
I also voted bakerella for best food blog (hey it's the one I find most entertaining) and then The Ivory Hut for Photography. She owns the same camera I do and I plan on harassing her so I can figure out how to use the damn thing. I can't make it focus close up. At all. Why? I have no idea but I bet Ivory Hut does.
So go forth and nominate! Then come back here and tell me who you nominated! Because I'm nosey like that. Plus I want to know what other good blogs are out there, I'm a blog reading slut....
Lesse who else did I nominate, OH! Margaret and Helen. I put them in for 2, best new blog and best political blog. If you can show me a better political blog than theirs I'll send you a present of some sort. No really, I can find some piece of glittery goodness that the kid has glued together somewhere but I don't think you can show me a better political blog.
Lets not forget P Dub, I had to nominate her for something. Weblog of the year. She deserves it for entertaining such and insane volume of people per day. Insane.
I also voted bakerella for best food blog (hey it's the one I find most entertaining) and then The Ivory Hut for Photography. She owns the same camera I do and I plan on harassing her so I can figure out how to use the damn thing. I can't make it focus close up. At all. Why? I have no idea but I bet Ivory Hut does.
So go forth and nominate! Then come back here and tell me who you nominated! Because I'm nosey like that. Plus I want to know what other good blogs are out there, I'm a blog reading slut....
Thursday, January 1, 2009
First day of the new year
Did you do something monumental? Mark this first day by making some outrageous resolution that you swear isn't going to fail this year? Yeah me neither.
I took the kid out to lunch and out shopping to Bath and Body Works. Why? Well because they are having one of those OMG stupid low price sales times. I went there the other day and got one of those clip on travel scentportable things for my car. I'm a mom in a momobile and it smells. No I'm serious, I don't know why but every one but me uses my car as a trash can I swear. Drives me nutters. I know I can put a dryer sheet in the car but oddly I find new dryer sheet scents to be too strong and I don't mind the scent strength of these jems. The dd fell in love with the scent idea so I took her back to the store to get one for her room. Thankfully the Wallflowers were on insane sale so I stocked up on them. Normally I only buy lotion and body soap there and think that I should get the house scents for the stinky home (man do my dogs smell, gas-o-matics that they are). So now I am cooking the leftover ham bone from Christmas dinner (making split pea soup) and it's competing with the smell of Juicy Nectarine, it's an odd kind of competition.
I know that there are probably a ton of great sales out there right now but I am trying to refrain from spending money. I won't say that I'm making any kind of New Years spending resolution but it wouldn't be a bad idea. I won't make it though, it would just make it destined to fail. Welcome to the world of the next Great Depression. I've been saying recession for the last year, now that I've been confirmed by CNN I'm stepping it up a notch and saying that it's going to bite for at least another year. Poor Obama has his job cut out for him. Lets hear it for someone in the government gunning for another stimulus check for us poor people. Last year we didn't make enough to be eligible for it. Yeah let me say that again, we didn't make enough to get the stimulus check. How ass backwards is that? I'm sorry you're too poor to get help from the government. We should have applied for food stamps or some shit like that. Bets have it we wouldn't be eligible for those either, government logic makes no sense to me. Of course the phrase government logic is an oxymoron now isn't it?
Here's me, spending the first day of the new year hoping there is some sort of change for the better this year because lords knows we all need it! Status quo just isn't cutting the mustard.
I took the kid out to lunch and out shopping to Bath and Body Works. Why? Well because they are having one of those OMG stupid low price sales times. I went there the other day and got one of those clip on travel scentportable things for my car. I'm a mom in a momobile and it smells. No I'm serious, I don't know why but every one but me uses my car as a trash can I swear. Drives me nutters. I know I can put a dryer sheet in the car but oddly I find new dryer sheet scents to be too strong and I don't mind the scent strength of these jems. The dd fell in love with the scent idea so I took her back to the store to get one for her room. Thankfully the Wallflowers were on insane sale so I stocked up on them. Normally I only buy lotion and body soap there and think that I should get the house scents for the stinky home (man do my dogs smell, gas-o-matics that they are). So now I am cooking the leftover ham bone from Christmas dinner (making split pea soup) and it's competing with the smell of Juicy Nectarine, it's an odd kind of competition.
I know that there are probably a ton of great sales out there right now but I am trying to refrain from spending money. I won't say that I'm making any kind of New Years spending resolution but it wouldn't be a bad idea. I won't make it though, it would just make it destined to fail. Welcome to the world of the next Great Depression. I've been saying recession for the last year, now that I've been confirmed by CNN I'm stepping it up a notch and saying that it's going to bite for at least another year. Poor Obama has his job cut out for him. Lets hear it for someone in the government gunning for another stimulus check for us poor people. Last year we didn't make enough to be eligible for it. Yeah let me say that again, we didn't make enough to get the stimulus check. How ass backwards is that? I'm sorry you're too poor to get help from the government. We should have applied for food stamps or some shit like that. Bets have it we wouldn't be eligible for those either, government logic makes no sense to me. Of course the phrase government logic is an oxymoron now isn't it?
Here's me, spending the first day of the new year hoping there is some sort of change for the better this year because lords knows we all need it! Status quo just isn't cutting the mustard.
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