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I Need a Haute Apron

2010-12-06T21:03:00.000-08:00

Ahh. Writing in this blog is like being home.

So, what's new with me? Well I've taken up baking for one. Here are a few of my experiments:

My first cake...

Coffee Cupcakes

Moose

Turkey Cake (Note: does not actually contain turkey. Until I said this, no one would eat a piece at Thanksgiving.)

One of many Halloween cupcakes.

I'm getting orders quite frequently now, and can be exhausting at times.. but none the less, it's a blast.

Maycee is getting bigger... I'll post pics of her soon. She's growing up so fast!

Other than that, working on moving out of Texas or to north Texas sometime within the next year.

More soon! :)

Oh Have Mercy

2010-12-06T20:55:00.000-08:00

I just remembered my password!

2010-06-05T09:31:00.000-07:00

Are you alive little bloggie? *nudge* I think it's dead. :-(

Peanut and the Potty

2009-10-07T07:11:00.000-07:00

Ohman, potty training is a real bi... um, pain. Honestly, I think it would be easier to teach her how to change her own diapers.

Lately, she's gotten into the habit of taking off her pull-up and running around naked. After a few laps around the house chasing a little half-naked peanut, I can get her dressed again. The pull-up may be on backwards, or sideways, or two legs in one hole, but it's on.

I'm not always this lucky when she gets up during the night and pulls this trick in her room.

This morning I woke up to "Mommy I poopoo ina floor. Mommy I poopoo ina floor. Mommy I poopoo ina floor. Mommy I poopoo ina floor."

omg.

Anyone that thinks this job is easier than theirs can just say that to my face right now and see what happens.

:P

Hmm...

2009-10-05T14:22:00.000-07:00

I'm prrrretty sure I'm violating some child work laws here...

Dusts off cobwebs

2009-09-30T10:57:00.000-07:00

Man, it's dusty in this blog. It's been forever since I've posted anything and I'm starting to go through writing withdrawal.

Actually, it's more like time-to-myself withdrawal. Peanut is going through a repeating phase and Lord have mercy on my sanity. It's hanging on by a thread. Hanging on by a thread. Hey mommy it's hanging on by a thread.

Anyho, have you read the post by Mireille Guiliano at wowOwow.com about how French women are slim without needing any sort of structured workout?

Of course you haven't.

But I have, only because I have had a renewed initiative to hit the gym as much as possible and foregoing the at-home workouts. After reading how French stay in skinny-jeans by contracting their abs for a few seconds and walking from the furthest parking spot to get their carbified pastries, I want to puke.

You just wait Frenchies, you just wait till' processed, chemicalized and preserved food become your main food source. You'll be driving those motorized scooters from that parking spot to get your diet pills just like Americans and then we'll see how silly the gym is!

Feeling Better is Better...

2009-09-11T14:49:00.000-07:00

I grew this! Take a good look cause it'll prolly be gone soon!

Wanna fingerpaint?

Lookmommylookmommyhaymommyhaymommyhaymommylookmommymommymommy

mommymommylookhaylookmommyhayhayhaymommylookmommylook!

Where did I put that migraine medication ?

Okay so once you get over the nasty hands (ew), finger painting isn't so bad. Like my pumpkin?

Boomer fearlessly heads for the horse dog. Don't worry, horse dog doesn't ever take him very seriously.

50th Post

2009-09-11T12:22:00.000-07:00

To celebrate, let's take a dumdum out of Peanut's hair.

Funky Monkey Flu

2009-09-09T07:18:00.000-07:00

I'm feelin pretty bad as you can see from my twitter widget. I believe I have a combination of all flues and maybe SARS. My symptoms are as follows:

-Slightly delirious
-Sore throat
-Inability to do the dishes, laundry, cook, be human...
-Often staring into space while appearing to actually watch Thomas the over-emotional and slightly down-syndrome Train.

My ear hole even hurts. Who knew an ear hole could hurt? EAR HOLE!

I think I now qualify for medical marijuana use.

Stranger Slapped Crying Child, Police Say

2009-09-05T19:28:00.000-07:00

Bitter beer face man smacks a two year old because her mom won't "shut her up" while in Walmart.

What happens to some people that make them so horribly grouchy?!

I bet, if he had to babysit a two year old full-time for at least a week he wouldn't be smackin any kid in the face. In fact, he would have a new appreciation for all his free time AND not having to change anyone's diapers except his own. Dude, mom has a hard job. You cannot do it any better without getting arrested. DEAL WITH IT.

lol

2009-09-02T09:57:00.001-07:00

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Michael Jackson a.k.a. The Victim

2009-08-25T08:59:00.000-07:00

Well, I know around these parts we are split 50/50 on liking and loathing Mr. Jackson... but the corroner's conclusion of 'homicide' is extremely stuptardid if you ask me.

Dude was taking lots of habit-forming medication on top of being a narssasistic fruit cake. He hired a doctor that would do what ever he wanted and thus, he killed HIMESELF as a result. Any time you give a drug addict the ability to hire his own doctor what the hell do you think is gonna happen? If the doctor refused him, dontcha know he woulda canned is hiney faster than you can say 'don't repo my maserati!'

Poor wittle Michael. Shame on you bad doctor. Shame!

2009-08-20T19:53:00.000-07:00

Before I saw the movie; I thought thats how he operated too. :P

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A Dizzy Little Peanut

2009-08-19T09:35:00.000-07:00

Ode to the Elliptical Machine

2009-08-17T06:04:00.000-07:00

Oh Elliptical
How bittersweet are the
Without you my butt would resemble two hot air balloons colliding atop two giant redwood tree trunks

Oh Elliptical
Thank you for your caloric burning goodness
Without you my body would be like the result of an ungodly romantic encounter between Slimer from Ghost Busters and the Michelin Man.

Oh Elliptical
You cause my thighs pain as if I've had sex with a very fat man..
but the pain is good and the benefits are many and my legs don't look like two giant sausages when I wear pantie hose.

I love the, Oh Elliptical.

CBS Should be my Bitch

2009-08-16T18:39:00.000-07:00

CBS has a new show called 'Accidentally on Purpose' staring Jenna Elfman. It's a story about a woman that gets pregnant and her adventures in mommyhood and life with the father.

SOUND FRIGGIN FAMILLIAR>?!>?!!!!

The Ihop Pineapple Stare-down

2009-08-15T11:29:00.000-07:00

Halp! Ihop is under attack by ginormous paper pineapples! These giant paper pineapples are vicious and randomly placed in corners, strung from ceilings, hovering over name tags, and even staring you down as you look at your menu. Not to mention that I now have reason to believe these vicious paper pineapples are the reason their pancakes now taste like pineapple poo. I was temped to take this one hostage as I was standing at the cash register but I can see it now--me with this giant paper pineapple in my lap in a high speed chase with the pineapple police. Probably not a good way to start out a saturday morning.

2009-08-12T08:57:00.001-07:00

2009-08-10T19:25:00.000-07:00

Peanut's preschool (she goes two days a week) is re-opening tomorrow after a week long vacation.

I hear angels singing.

God or god?

2009-08-09T14:55:00.000-07:00

Lately I've been questioning my core belief in Christianity and leaning toward the side of Atheism. Can you believe that? Me, a life-long devout Christian raised among strict standards is doubting the primary thing that dictates your world view.

It's disturbing, really... to doubt what you've been taught all your life, and what you live your life by - what you make your decisions by and the path that most of your thoughts flow through. It seems that most people just tend to avoid thinking about the situation all together and just generalize their beliefs - not knowing where to go or what is true.

*raises hand* I am now in that category.

So I've set out on a journey to discover the truth so that therefore I can: A) Stop wasting my time at church or B.) Know for a fact I am not wasting my time at church. I mean honestly, why would you want to give up every Sunday morning, every Wednesday night and Sunday night, money, effort (I teach preschool bible class) if it's all just a Santa Claus story? Not to mention perpetuating false information to little kids and making them think something as fun as sin is wrong and giving them nightmares about little red men with pitchforks.

I've spent some time on both of these websites among many others; but primarily these so far:
http://www.skepticsannotatedbible.com/
http://www.allaboutthejourney.org

The second site is an excellent source for the origination of what we call the Bible and it's origins - and has also answered my question about the validity of the book. Is the Bible valid? What about human error in transcribing the writings over the many years? It's absolutely impossible that copying the same material over and over and over again could allow it to retain the original integrity of the author... right? Common sense. Well here is what Mr. Niles has to say:

"Although the Jewish Scriptures were copied by hand, they were extremely accurate copy to copy. The Jews had a phenomenal system of scribes, who developed intricate and ritualistic methods for counting letters, words and paragraphs to insure that no copying errors were made. These scribes dedicated their entire lives to preserving the accuracy of the holy books. A single copy error would require the immediate destruction of the entire scroll. In fact, Jewish scribal tradition was maintained until the invention of the printing press in the mid-1400's AD. As far as manuscript accuracy, the recent discovery of the Dead Sea Scrolls has confirmed the remarkable reliability of this scribal system over thousands of years..."

The Dead Sea Scrolls are 400 years earlier than any known record of the Old Testament - hidden away in a cave during wartime to avoid destruction and thus perfectly preserved. They coincide with the Old Testament as separate books from different authors (which is what the Bible is as a whole).

So maybe the Bible is accurate in transcription ("Homer's Iliad, the most renowned book of ancient Greece, is the second best-preserved literary work of all antiquity, with 643 copies of manuscript support discovered to date. In those copies, there are 764 disputed lines of text, as compared to 40 lines in all the New Testament manuscripts..."

But does that prove that we should still believe the stories?
What about the unexplainable things (God made light before he made the sun, for example)?
Are all the books of the Bible valid considering they are actually separate books?

Bring it on baby

2009-08-06T19:38:00.000-07:00

I remember having a conversation with this guy Shane when I was about 16 - we both agreed that life would not be worth living after the age of 3o because all the fun years would be behind us and the only thing we have to look forward to is wrinkles and pre-planned sex.

I do think the past 26 years have contained a lot of fun times, a lot of learning and a lot of mistakes. And a lot of alcohol.

Now, it's not so bad to be looking forward to 30 - in fact, I CANNOT wait to be retired. Empty nest, sleeping late and doing whatever the hell I want. Mmmm retirement.

AARP here I come...

2009-08-05T14:07:00.001-07:00

Yesterday I woke up with a sick child. Determined to get her to a doctor, I called called and got cut off with the receptionist. Rinse and repeat - this happened four times!

*deep breath* I told myself I'm not having a bad day.

After an argument over where the arm hole actually is in her shirt - I got Peanut dressed and in the car. The Dr. was nice while Peanut blew a booger on her. We got our prescriptions and left for the pharmacy. All this time my eyes are bloodshot and I look like I'm on crack or just drove a load of freight all night in my 18-wheeler. Going to the eye doctor is now absolutely unavoidable.

*ddeeeeep breath* Things aren't too bad.

As we're driving to the babysitter, I notice the two women in the car behind me jolted forward and *BAM* then, all of a sudden, their car smashes into mine and our car smashes into the car in front of us! After inspecting Peanut I realize we're both okay. My new car is crunched. Momentarily, a redneck who was hauling logs emerges and reveals himself to be - well, pretty retarded. "Hay miss I am seewwwwww sorra I rammed into all yalls cars like that. I don't knew what happened I guess muh brakes jest ah' stopped workin! Yew believe that? Gee whiz!"

*DEEEEEEEEP BREATH* New car smashed, but all is well. All is well...

The cop asked me if my driver's license address is correct. It's not - we just moved.. eh, like a few months ago. "YOU HAVE 30 DAYS TO CORRECT YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE INFORMATION, ARE YOU AWARE OF THAT MISS?"
"yes, I'm sorry I am just always so insanely busy but I promise I will get it done" I said with an I'm sorry look on my face. "MISS I AM TEMPTED TO GIVE YOU A TICKET FOR THIS INACCURATE IDENTIFICATION" he has a booming voice and looks like a giant possum. I just look at him. "I'm standing right here - there is no need to yell." "MAM DON'T GET AN ATTITUDE WITH ME" I look down at the ground and kick the dirt with my foot. Truth be told, it would be my second ticket for an inaccurate license address - I haven't had time to change it from the first ticket I got just recently.

DEEEEEEP FREAKING BREATH. Not having a damn bad day.

Continuing on, I listen to my mom's bitching about having to babysit for a few minutes while I go to the eye doc and on to the dentist. I choke down the ridiculousness from the eye doctor while receiving phone call after phone call from an elderly couple at church. Of course, I can't get to my phone and my voice mail (http://www.youmail.com/community/greetingView.do?id=4705) which also happens to be a joke about a mental health hotline. For some reason, they continue to call about 5000 times without leaving a message and I remind myself to call them later.

Then it's on to the dentist. While being worked on, he uses the drill and oh my god. He did not use enough numbing stuff. I thought I was going to spew forth Satan from my mouth. I grabbed his leg which was near my hand and screamed loudly while he fumbled for the numbing shot thingy.

DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BREathhhhhh. I am not going to have a f-ing bad day.

After we get home that evening I hear Peanut tell me there is something stuck to my door - a note. Reading the note makes me realize that the entire church now thinks I'm mentally insane and is sending a crew out to search for the institution I am put away in.

I try to call to rectify the situation but cannot get ahold of the elderly couple and move on to give Peanut a bath. When I return from getting her a towel I realize she has pooped in the bathtub. I look at her, she looks at me.

Yeah. Screw the deep breaths.

Today I get a knock at the door from a police officer and the elderly couple. "We've been trying to get ahold of you but you've been in the hospital!"

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No, No Mr. Perverted Eye Doctor. Bad Eye Doctor! Bad!

2009-08-03T07:29:00.001-07:00

OMG I scratched my eye last night in my sleep and today I wish I was eye-less.

So I need to go to the eye doctor - I know I do.. but the eye doctor Tracie and I use is a bit of a disturbing fellow. He looks exactly like this guy:

During the eye exam, while you're looking into those weird eye doctor clicky goggle things, he will stop what he is doing (while the large machinery is on your face) and have a long conversation with you. You can't see him, you can't see anything - the stupid equipment is smack on your mug.

Then you have to laugh at his stupid jokes for like, an hour. And then he talks about the time he saw Tracie at the beach for an hour. Then I learn about his friend's boat and how many fish he caught. Also, it is apparently important to my sight that I know what kind of beer he likes. Then he gives me weird flirty vibes. Lack of reciprocation equals more Tracie talk. Then I get to hear about his favorite shirt. HAVE MERRRRRRRRRCY!

I will deal with losing my sight. At least I can get a cool dog!

In a Little Person's World...

2009-08-03T07:22:00.001-07:00

Happy, Um, Birthdiy

2009-08-03T07:08:00.003-07:00

Note to self: Always check birthday candle box for "made in China"

Don yew jes luv it...

2009-07-31T22:39:00.000-07:00

Dear Ma,

It is what it is...

Love ya! :)

R.I.P. Mike...

2009-07-30T19:17:00.001-07:00

http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/lufkindailynews/obituary.aspx?n=michael-lynn-fountain&pid=130578693

2009-07-29T21:00:00.001-07:00

Bon Appitite

2009-07-29T20:44:00.000-07:00

Today Boomer, my dog, ate:

-One craw fish he dug up and decapitated from the backyard.

-Coffee grounds

-A dead leaf + potting soil

-5 crayons, each of different color

-A paper towel

I really need to stop buying him that diet dog food he hates so much.

This one isn't as great...

2009-07-27T21:00:00.000-07:00

I like the other one better...these lips look dry and crusty lol eghh Oh and if you look at it the right way it looks like she has rabbit teef.

Kiss My Lips

2009-07-27T20:58:00.000-07:00

Thought of the Day...

2009-07-27T10:53:00.000-07:00

My daughter is two, and already her favorite book (which she likes to read again and again and again and..) is "The Weird Parents".

Yeah...

RIP-- Nose Picker!

2009-07-26T10:22:00.001-07:00

Okay Okay, so everyone pretty much "nose" I'm a MJ lover and I'll pretty much stick up for him where ever it's due. But that doesn't mean I'm oblivious to the obvious freakishness he portrayed during the last decade of his life. Yep, he looked and acted like a wacko and still diligently claimed that he never had a nose job. Heh, that's one of the reasons I liked him. Yet through all of his unconvincing lies and wackiness we still remained loyal in keeping him on the front page of our celebrity gossip mags. Let's face it, we love the drama!

I'm a little concerned however for the paparazzi and media at this point. What ever will they gossip about now that MJ is dead?? It's almost a joke on the media of how they are hanging on to every last drop of gossip they can squeeze out of his name. What ever will they put pictures of on their front pages beside all those celebrity bikini flab pics? I think MJ's death is going to be the downfall of all gossip magazines. What other celebrity has consistently given us this much to gossip about? I mean comon'--didn't his mama ever teach him NOT to pick his nose? Although I do take pleasure in the jokes as in the picture above, I am without a doubt going to miss the wacky, yet amazing crotch-grabbin' fella. RIP MJ--and yes, you may be dead but you can rest assured knowing that the gossip about your nose and potato-head characteristics shall never die.

Now, who's life should we gossip about and ruin next? Did you hear about Britney Spears' 3rd boob job? OMG...

Ppppthhhhhhhe Darn Denthiss

2009-07-21T18:45:00.000-07:00

Today I went to have a filling put on my toof. The dentist gave me two shots of numbing medication because I thought I felt a little tingle. The second shot made me resemble a stroke patient... literally. Still even now I can't blink properly and when I try to drink it all comes out the side of my mouth and I don't even know it till I feel my shirt getting wet. Sigh. That sigh only came out of one side and the other side just made a flapping noise!
I'm soooo getting someone else to pick up peanut from preschool, I don't want to scare any kids if something makes me laugh.

2009-07-17T12:18:00.001-07:00

Last night was tracies birthday and we had a rockin time at the tattoo parlor. Too bad we couldn't decide on a design, but who could blame us with what we had to choose from? Dragons with boobs, hearts with boobs, ladybugs with boobs, everything had boobs it seems. They were all melons with the texture of a baseball and four inch nipples.

What is the deal??

Testing new posting method

2009-07-17T06:31:00.000-07:00

2009-07-16T20:31:00.000-07:00

HAPPAH BDAY to muh bess buyddy

amnd my drinkin buddy :))

2009-07-14T06:18:00.001-07:00

Note to self: when blogging from my phone, must blog backwards :-)

2009-07-13T15:21:00.001-07:00

tt jiggle made me realize that I need cooler weather. ASAP.

2009-07-13T15:20:00.003-07:00

e walmart there I realized many of its poor residents had lost it after passing a sixty year old woman in a string bikini- nothing else. Watching her bu

2009-07-13T15:20:00.001-07:00

Fried brain is the theme this summer, apparently. In ardmore, oklahoma the temperature had gotten up to a bazillian degrees and after a quick stop to th

2009-07-13T11:16:00.001-07:00

Testing out mobi posting

He stole my dance moves!

2009-07-12T14:00:00.000-07:00

LOL...j/k. Meet Richard-an ol' buddy of 10 years and one of my best friends. Richard takes Wii bowling very seriously as you can see. He even has the back leg twist thingie down in hopes that the wii censors will give him a few extra points for effort. Even when he's not trying he's always making me laugh till my tummy hurts. I don't care what they say--there's nothing more entertaining to me than someone who's not afraid to cut loose and let it all hang out. :-)
Gotta love this guy...

Remembering the G-Spot

2009-07-12T12:34:00.000-07:00

Last night was a blurr at the G-Spot. It's weird how this picture came out blurry too. I thought maybe I could re-live the night through my phone pics to see if anything would trigger some sort of clarity. Evidently, my phone had too much to drink too. All my pics came out just like this one and some of them even needed some censoring. I guess a two hour 99 cent jagerbomb special makes for a blurry night and a painful guilt trip in the morning. See the blurry dart board behind us? Well it looks very familiar and that's pretty much all i recognize in that picture. Oh well, I guess it's not really important what happened there. It's not like I can remember anything while sober anyway.

road trip with playdar at full strength...

2009-07-10T17:25:00.000-07:00

Peanut has excellent playdar. There could be gerbil style plastic playground equipment around the corner, up the road left at the stop sign then through the woods and behind a brick wall and she will still alert the public that there is a "play place" nearby. As playground equipment tester she assumes we must visit all of them. Sorry P, not so lucky when its so hot outside that touching plastic results in third degree burns.

So of course on our semi annual roadtrip to okc we've passes 523 of them we're only in dallas.

Silence! I Keel You!

2009-07-08T21:18:00.001-07:00

I love Jeff Dunham! Isn't he just the cutest man you've ever seen? Silence! I keeel you!

Falling off the wagon

2009-07-08T16:39:00.000-07:00

Blogger was my first love when it comes to the Social media Bandwagon. Then came along Myspace, youtube, googlegroups, yahoo 360, skype, facebook, flickr, twitter, etc. It's pure madness I tell you! Everytime a new one is introduced, I log-on and enthusiastically create an account and search for all my old high school friends (again), post all my pictures, and then never log into it again. Friends, I think I have fallen off the Social media Bandwagon and I don't think I want back on. I tried, really I did, but I think I'm going to stick to blogger and myspace for now and just save all the rest for the teenyboppers. :)

Michael Jackson... Funeral Overdose

2009-07-08T07:10:00.000-07:00

I don't get what people see in Michael Jackson - to me, he just seems like a crazy lunatic that dangles babies over balconies and sleeps in the same bed with 12 year old boys.

Please don't shoot me Trace.

But seriously, even Michael 'lovers' agree that he is weird. So why are we acting like Jesus died here..? I mean, a golden coffin, funeral with sold out tickets and musical performances, and Farah Fawcett who? I'm actually pretty upset about the oxyclean guy but I guess he doesn't get any media coverage because he didn't throw his baby out the window.

Michael Jackson can dance and walk backwards - wooooppppteeedoooo. The guy was on drugs and had a OR anesthesiologist ON STAFF with him at all times because of the crap he was taking. He spoke like a girl and was narcissistic to the point of obsessive plastic surgery, and he overindulged; spending his fortune and ending up in financial ruine.

This guy - the person that made it apparently acceptable to be a 'man boy' - is a crazy lune drug addict, people. Yeah, he used to could dance. Sure, he made 'thriller'. I have a feeling there were a hell of a lot more people that made that happen behind the scenes that deserve a lot more credit.

Stamina

2009-07-06T08:49:00.000-07:00

Excuse me sir, have you lost your stamina? That's what I want to say to the current man of the month. All he ever wants to do is stay home and watch tv, cook, and eat. Woohoo what an exciting way to get FAT! I don't mean to be vein, but comon' mister! I don't mind a few extra pounds on a man and staying home sometimes isn't so bad either but I also like to be active and go do things. It drives me nuts to just sit on the couch all day long doing nothing.

I think I realized this was a problem the day I brought my Nintindo Wii over to his house. The wii is designed to get people off their bums in a fun way so i figured it would be the perfect solution to the problem since we wouldn't have to "go anywhere" to do it. Do you want to know what he asked me?? "Is it possible to just play that game sitting right here on the couch?" Okay, that is the final straw. I think it's time for me to move on. Besides, his monthly subscription to Tracie is almost up anyway.

iNot

2009-07-03T20:47:00.000-07:00

Im a techoholic. I always have been... I remember very well asking my folks for a dvd player when they first were invented and my mom asking me if I was on drugs.

so after years of playing on tiny little phones with tiny little screens and tiny little mobile internets, I was super excited about the iPhone. I mean, who isnt impressed by the big finger on the commercials that seems to easily flick his digits to get whatever he wants? Being an ATT customer I was really excited because I was on the network... the ONLY network... with the lord and savior of all smartphones. The Jesus of cellulars.

Seeing as I like new phones that do really cool things, I am obviously not eligible for an upgrade because I look forward to my equipment discount upgrade day more than I get excited about my birthday. Not kidding.

Sooo my heart was crushed when I finally accepted that paying retail price for an iphone plus a two hundred dollar iphone upgrade fee and an early upgrade fee of seventy five dollars was too much for even this techaholic. For that kind of dough I could get a laptop! Sadly, iNot cool enough for that dang phone.

I am now a proud owner of a g1 phone. I can't hang out with the iPhone people but my momma still says I'm cool.

Not Exactly a Fail...

2009-07-02T19:59:00.000-07:00

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Children can be a lot like wild animals. They eat things off the ground when you're not watching, they like to roll around in the dirt (ex.: sand box), they often fight with others of like species when ownership of a toy {in the case of wild animals it could be a piece of meat} is in question. Territory is especially important which is apparently marked by saying "MINE". Climbing trees, furniture and decorative accessories can also be observed as well as biting - and what I personally have found to be especially like a wild animal - getting caught doing something wrong and hauling ass.

And people wonder why parents put their kids on a leash when they go to the mall.

Sheesh.

Death of an iphone

2009-07-01T14:47:00.001-07:00

FUN FUN! Gonna blog-it like it's 1999...

I killed my iphone last night. No really, i gave it the good ol' fashioned electric chair death sentance. I plugged it into my trusty itunes and ZZZAP! iphone goes bye bye. I tried to revive it, I cried for it, I pronounced it dead at 8:47 pm, and then had a moment of silence in rememberance of all the great applications it had and all the fun we had together. There were truely some good times there between us--truely good times.

Little did I know, the iphone actually has multiple lives. Now, don't ask me how many but i'm sure i will find out eventually. I woke up this morning to the little ray of sunshine--or phone light shine should I call it. Could it be? Could it actually be?? Did it come back from the dead? Yes indeed--and with some kind of super hero ipowers! Totally awesome. I will never take for granted the iphone again...

Good with my hands...

2009-06-30T19:42:00.000-07:00

You know, I get tired of waiting around on men to do 'men jobs', so i've learned to take care of things myself.

And you can take that any way you want... heh

Anyway today I've turned my pink, feminine hands into rough, well worn man hands and put up my own curtains, my own shelves and tomorrow I'm hanging a light fixture.

Rawer!

2009-06-25T20:30:00.000-07:00

Breakin the ice, baby. Happy FRIDAY!