Saturday, April 29, 2006
I'm in loveSigh... I just discovered Williams-Sonoma.
Chef HEAVEN!!!!!!!!!!!! I was drooling. I finally found, and bought, pastry rings. God I wish I had a ginomous kitchen... omg omg omg. I love that place! It makes me want to choke a monkey!!!! ARG! So awesome!
I'm gonna go back and rub my boobies all over it.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
SPFOk, again, I can't really use hte camera this week.
One day my photos will be more creative, but as for now I have to use what I already have in my computer.
So here's this week's Stuff Portrait Friday
Photo #1: Something big- Enough said....
Photo #2: Something small- My sister's brain. *snicker* Oh I crack me up! Yeah, like my brain is any bigger... hehe jk
Photo #3: Half of something- half a husband. Man, I am a ball of creativity huh? Hooray for cropping. hangs head in shame
The never ending cold1)I can't seem to shake this cold.
Maybe I should stop eating junk food... lol.
2) Cinnamon bagels are sooo much better without raisins poisoning them.
3) Stephen has off tomorrow... woohoo! Of course he has to work next weekend. Does it make sense to ANYone here that he's leaving for Iraq in about 4 1/2 months and they're having him work weekends and go on training trips and such? Yeah, he needs his training- I'm thankful he's getting his training and such. But next weekend he's working to cover a story. Go hire the local media to do it- not the person who's going to be GONE from his family for a year. So says the spouse of said person who will be leaving.
I'm really not complaining
4) Rob Thomas will be in Atlanta in a few weeks.
banging head on computer desk
WHY did I not buy tickets?!?!?!?!!!!
5) This week is going by really slow a good thing on the one hand, but I'm anxious to get to this next edition of the RFS Blog Awards.
You'll know why on Monday. Monday... all will be revealed.
6) I love that show Yo Momma on mtv. That show cracks me up.
7) I was looking at my visitor analysis and all the searches that lead to my site. Half is "come fuck my sexy wife," and the other half has something to do with boobs.
You will neither see on here me and my husband doing it, nor will you see my boobs. Stop coming here thinking you will.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
WBW, ie- my mother's *horrible* fashion senseI'll try nearly everything once (ok I'm lying someone usually has to bribe me to try something new...)
But I'd read online that if you take a bath with 2 tbls of cinnamon then it'll help relieve congestion.
What moron came up with that idea?
First off it doesn't work, and secondly cinnamon gets into the damndest places. Females have lots of nooks and crannies and I think I STILL have cinnamon in my cranny.
Anyway- here's this week's Way Back Wednesday
This week's theme is:
You again!?!? Surely you have a favorite sweater, accessory or something that showed up time and time again in your pictures. Calling all over-used accessories and clothing items!
*Notice the red clown shoes... those, yes THOSE, are what pops up. We had Romanian neighbors who gave me those shoes. So my mom decided I should wear them every chance I get. Including with my lovely white Easter dress. My mom still defends those shoes to t he ground. And they are great shoes- but with my Easter dress!?!?
This picture also shows another repeat offender- that face. I make that face a lot.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Did you play?
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
I'm sick... someone shoot meSo Stephen came home last night. Teehee.
Ok, I just realized that I am way too fucking tired to write anything witty and/or interesting today.
I'm just gonna sit here and wait for Lizzie to put up TMI.
1. Wash up, cuddle or fall asleep?
-first wash, then cuddle, then depending on time of day/night go to sleep.
2. Favorite term of endearment for a hard-on?
-Y'know, we don't really have one. Although one time we were on the couch and my head was in his lap and I was soooooo not in the mood so I said "quit poking me damnit! I'm trying to get comfortable!" Does that count? lmao
3. Did you ever own a fake ID?
-no, I actually always thought kids who owned fake IDs were retarded little fucks. lol
4. On a scale from 1-10, how kinky are you?
-um, a 9 I guess. I don't know. I like trying new things.... Ok, let's face it, I'm kinky mckinkerson compared to some people. I mean, some people only have sex in their bedrooms... poor things.
5. How often, if ever, did you sneak out of the house when living at home?
umm... when I was 17 pretty friggin often.
Bonus (as in "optional"): Have you ever kissed your partner on the lips after oral sex without brushing teeth, nor washing/gargling/rinsing out mouth? Turn on or off?
-Total turn off. And yes I have, but one of those closed-mouthed peck kisses. It's just icky. If I wanted to know what I tasted like down there I'd go become a lesbian or bi... or get really flexible. But I don't want to know. lol. There's a reason why my mouth is up here and my hoo-hah is down there thank you very much. And every time he wants to kiss me after I give him oral I look at him like he's crazy, like "you do know what I was just doing right?"
Monday, April 24, 2006
Blogspot is pissing me off1) Stephen is coming howe today! Wooppee! but Christie, we didn't know he was gone
Yes you did. Hehe. He left Thursday morning for Fort Benning to take photos of and cover the Best Ranger Competition and will be home by 4/430 today. Teehee.
Although I discovered that while he was away... ok here's the whole thought process:
-I will never make it when Stephen is in Iraq.
-I spent my entire day just getting through the day until he called.
-sigh ok, now I can relax and enjoy my time alone.
-Man I'm pathetic.
-But he's 3 hours away and I *know* he can call me.
-When he's in Iraq he won't have as much liberty to call me when he chooses.
-So maybe I won't be so clingy and retarded when he's in Iraq because I'll know he *can't* call whenever he chooses.
-That's gonna fucking suck as I haven't been able to fall asleep in the 2 years we've spend nearly every night together without him at least saying "night honey, love you."
2) Every day I put an X through the day before on the calender (if I don't I have no clue what day it is lol). The Xs are growing and the days until he leaves for Iraq are getting smaller and smaller.
3) I have a cold. Ugh. My nose is stuffed, my throat is scratched, and I feel like blargh.
Blargh is a word. I declare it!
4) Why (WHY!?) is it ok (Oprah I'm talking to you. You crazy whore) for a male celebrity (I'm not saying females don't, but I'm picking on men today) to cheat and be a bastard and leave his family and then 2 seconds later after he's "spilled his guts" about what happened are we so willing to forgive him and be like "oh we still love you, you're still hot. Teehee"
Fucking pathetic. Ok, examples:
-Tom Cruise. Arg. That guy is a crazy ass mother fucker and not to mention so fucking brainwashed by a "religion" that degrades women... Ok, when he was on the Oprah show (couch jumping) he was talking about how much he loved his mom and such and Oprah, being the moron she is, was like "Oh isn't it great when a man is so graet to the women in his life? Um, bitch, do you not remember that he just LEFT his wife a kids like a year earlier? Oh yeah, real great. And I think that him forcing Katie Holmes to have their baby in their home and not the hospital, and is making her not make a sound during delivery, and made her an adult sized pacifier like she were a baby herself- oh yeah I think that says a LOT about how he feels about the women in his life.
-Brad Pitt. Brad "I think I'm sexy but I'm not" Pitt cheats on his wife and knocks up another chick. And we still "love him."
I hate celebrities all who kiss their asses. They are insignificant in the scheme of things.
Now kids want to be famous when they grow up. Ugh. I swear it'll be music to my ears if my kids to say to me "I wanna be smart when I grow up." But when they say they want to be famous we're gonna have to have a little talk.
5) The next installment of the Really Fucking Stupid Blog Awards is coming soon (in about a week)- it's your last chance to send in your categories for this next installment.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
It's time to complain! Yay!1) How is that Sheryl Crow/Sting duet a country song? Tell me CMT, I'd like to know.
2) I like that new Dixie Chicks' song and video. I do- I like them and their music. Sure all celebrities are retarded and think they know everything... but I like this song. I really like their sound, I always have. Am I going to cry and whine that it's probably about the Bush administration? Um, no. Becuase I like their music. Just like I'm not going to assume Michael Jackson is innocent JUST because I like his music.
Oh and by the way- how ridiculous are you that you get pissed off at a Dixie Chicks song and them using their right to disagree and dislike what our government is doing and then turn around and bash the left side of our government?
What's a more "American" thing to do- using your freedom of speech to say what you dislike about our current administration; OR kissing the President's ass at every chance you get and telling people they shouldn't bash the President because it's un-American?
3)Customer service in Atlanta (hell, I'm starting to think in the whole of GA) is disgusting! Anyone watch Dave Chapell? Did you see the skit of that managment training video for that copy place? I swear everyone in this town saw that tape and took it seriously.
I hate going places here, lol.
Ok, I was sent a package by my inlaws that I had to sign and send back next day air via UPS. So at 9AM *yesterday* I call UPS to shedule a pick-up. They said that UPS would come between 9am and 7pm. So I was like, ok great whatever. I was going to go to Target but I can run there tomorrow, etc... So I did laundry yesterday and didn't play any of my games so I wouldn't miss the knock at the door.
Guess who never fucking showed up? That's right, UPS. I'm pissed. My in-laws, of course, understand- but what if this was an important business document? I can't believe the unprofessional attitude of people here. It's fucking disgusting.
Now- it's Saturday and they don't pick up on Saturdays and Sundays- so it won't be picked up until Monday.
I'm fucking pissed!
I almost forgot!
It's Earth day!
Do something nice for your home planet today.
Instead of driving to the corner store, walk.
Instead of putting that soda cn in the garbage, put it in the recycling.
Instead of buying normal paper for your kids' homework, buy recycled paper.
Friday, April 21, 2006
SPF and ... oh who the hell knowsUpdate
Because I can't shut up about anything.... sighing
First of all- whether you use every bit of protection you can there is STILL the possibility of getting pregnant. Case in point- our friends Clint and Katy (as seen below in all her lovliness). They were on the pill and used a condom and wam! got pregnant with twins.
This guy on the DP show has a hair up his ass because he wants to be a lazy son of a bitch and not take responcibility for anything.
And this lawyer guy (I say lawyer, I assume he's a lawyer) who's representing this dumbfuck SAID that 2 people should be able to have sex with out the possibility of having a child.
Ok- that's great. But that's not how NATURE works MORON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And maybe some people, like myself, DON'T view abortion as a form of birth control. This woman, h ad sex, got pregnant and chose not to kill her baby. She took the responcibility and stepped up as an ADULT. It takes sperm and an egg to make a child, NOT just an egg. Are we frogs? No fucker we're not.
EVERY time you have sex you risk the possibility of getting pregnant, and if you're not mature in any way to have and take responcibility for a child then DON'T FUCKING WHIP IT OUT YOU ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!!!!!
This guy is a pathetic and disgusting excuse for a man.
He wants the choice to be a dad? You made the choice when you had sex. YOU MADE THAT CHOICE. I learned that babies come from sperm and an egg in what? grade school? Yes, grade school. Funny how an 8 year old is smarter than that jackass.
I swear- there USED to be one man on the planet that I would have no problems putting on spikey heels and kicking him in the balls (not who you think, this asshole guy who's trying to weasle his way into my family with laziness, but anyway...), Now there are 2 men in the world I would kick in the balls with spiky heels on.
Ok, maybe not litterally. But damn that's a great fantasy.
Ok sorry... I had say something. I'm done. ... hehe.
Ok, my SPF is a little, um, strange today. Stephen didn't take the camera with him, but took all the cards, and the usb driver that plugs the card into the computer, etc.... so I'm looking through pictures I already have. Again.
This week's Stuff Portrait Friday theme is brough to you by the letters C, H, and K.
ie, my initials...
Photo #1: something that begins with the letter C- this is our Cat, Sam. Isn't he adorble? Oh, and Stephen is also holding a Coffee Cup that used to have a Star Wars picture on it but it got washed away:
Photo #2: somethign that begins with the letter H- H is for "Hippie Chick. This is me in a very Hippie looking outfit at the Rennesaince (sp?) Festival. We go every year because the Ren Festival kicks ass and the food is to die for... lol. Oh, and that's my neice, Grace, with me- with hippie flowers in her hair, hehe.
Photo #3: something that begins with the letter K- This is my tribute to my friend Katy...
is that a penis shot glass? Hell yes it is.
Ok, we were at a sex toy party, we don't just go around take photos of each other with sex toys.... No really, we dont'
Thursday, April 20, 2006
People and noises bug meFile this under My blog, deal with it. Watchah! (I dunno, I like that word/sound).
Stephen left this morning for Fort Benning and I'm, since I'm a huge baby, turning on all the lights and jumping at every noise.
There's a lightening storm outside (yeah, where else would it be?) and the thunder is that loud, whip/crack thunder that makes me jump.
Have I checked in the closets and under the bed even though I've been home all day? Maybe... ok, yes I have.
It's so sad- that I'm all abuot women being strong and using their minds and such and the second my husband leaves for 5 days I turn into a ball of scared mush. I'm pathetic, I know that. Quit laughing at me. :)
Now, with that being said- it's time for me to be, not mean per se but, like "ok listen..."
I have regular readers to my blog who understand my ramblings and who know that sometimes people misunderstand what I say in my blog because hell it's the internet and people are going to misinterpret what you type.
But I also know that new people are starting to read my blog and don't know me as well as say, Katy or Mer or Mama D, etc (I mean Mama D is fairly new but I think understood my blog right off the bat).
So for you new folks...
-I don't judge people. I expect a lot from women as I want men and women to be equal and we are far from being equal especially when women claim they don't want to be percieved as dumb just because you have a big rack... well then don't take rolls that make you appear dumb. Jumping on a trampoline and giggling isn't exactly a role one would look at and think "wow, what an intelligent woman." So I'm very vocal about that. I have a vagina and boobs and love them. I am so thankful that I am female and not male. Like I said, I expect a lot from women.
-I speak openly and freely about my heritage because, well... if you've ever had someone come up to you and say "you're not white? What's your last name?" as though it takes only the sperm to make a baby, you'd be vocal about it too. Our family, in some ways just becuase of the race, went through hell. We were taught to be proud of where we came from and the struggles our family endured to get where we are and therefore makes us more grateful to be here, where we are now.
And if that makes me focused only on race, then so be it.
Some people say "well we're all American so what's the big deal..?" True, we are all American- some of us find it useful to know where we came from and what MAKES America great, and some want to say "well I'm here now. Let me live my life. Fuck all that."
That's great- you do that. I'm not going to.
Does that make me a racist? Does it make me un-American? No, I don't think so.
But like I said- this is my blog. These are my opinions. These are my stories. You think what you want. But don't read 2 posts and think that you know diddly-squat about me.
I like the word diddly-squat. It's fun to say. HeHe.
In other news- Shane from Survivor is a whiny bitch. Man he bugs me.
I'm changing my name to AdsilaOk, I found out the story behind the picture in the previous post.
The woman is my great grandmother (just known as grandmother to all of us)- the baby is her first child, Eugene, who died when he was just a baby. Years later she had my grandma (an only child).
The tallest man in the picture is my biological great-granfather, her first husband and father to Eugene and my grandma.
I have a story that goes with him too.
His parents (that would be my great-great-grandparents) were both orphaned on the Trail of Tears and adopted by white families. The boy was adopted by the Stone family. The 2 children met at an icecream social and being the only 2 Indian children (or non-white people there lol) they were magnatized to eachother. They struck up a friendship and grew up together, eventually marrying and having my great-grandfather.
I say biological because he died shortly after my grandma was born and grandmother remarried granddaddy (the man we all know to be her father and the man my dad knows as his granddad).
That's all I know of the Indian heritage on my dad's side (I have some on my mom's side too)- we wish we knew more. Like what his name before Stone was, etc. But it was pretty popular to whiten everything up back then.
The story of my indian heritage on my mom's side I know a bit more about because my aunt (Rita) is a professor and head of Chicano studies at University of California: San Diego and wrote a book about it.
Well, it's more of an essay in book form. It's called Remembering Cochise.
Anyway- the gist (jist?) of it is Charles Coleman (famous US general, worked with Cochise and all the Indians to make some sort of peace, etc) was walking through New Mexico in a town called Colorado (named for the red rocks- as Colorado means red rock) and saw an Indian woman dancing during some sort of celebration and said right away "that's the woman I'm going to marry." And they were. It was love at first sight for both of them. They had children, as a lot of married people do, heh- one of them married a lovely Mexican woman, who in turn married a Mexican man, etc. So my mom is basically Mexican and Italian (her dad is from a town right outside of Genoa) but far back she has some German and Navajo in her.
Let's face it- I'm a mutt. No wonder when we moved to an itty-bitty-small-
I look white- I know I do- but I don't consider myself white. And don't want my kids to consider themselves white. Because really, we're not. Technically speaking- heh. :)
Oh yeah...and... HOLY CRAP THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! ACE IS GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YEE_FUCKING_HAW MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *does giddy little dance*
My mom is 1/2 Mexican - kind of like "once you go black you never go back," so no, I don't consider myself white and yes I know we (as Americans) are all mutts.
Growing up - we kids (my brothers, sisters and I) were all taught that we weren't white.
I mean, technically would you consider me white?
Happy birthday to Bitter Bitch You're a no-holds-barred bitch and I love ya (or at least I love your reviews hehe)!
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
I do what I want! You ain't my momma.... :)Loads to talk about today....
1) I brought home all the pictures from my parents' house from this weekend. Wait, did that make sense? Ok- my parents have boxes of pictures at their house. Stephen and I went up this weekend and I took the pictures home to scan and what not becaues these are pretty old photos and I wanted some for myself. Ok there we go... so I went to Mama Duck's to see what the theme for WBW (way back wednesday) was (thinking, oh hell, why not. I have pictures now) and did she put a theme up yet? Noooo.... :) I think she knew I was going to play and didn't want me to. *sniff* No No, it's ok. No need to say anything Mama D, I understand. lmao jk.
2) Stephen is leaving tomorrow and will be home Monday. He's covering some ultimate ranger competition or something like that. He was personally requested to cover it.
*batting eyelashes* My husband is in such high demand. hehe :)
So I have an entire weekend to be scared of stupid noises. Oh goody.
3) On the drive home from Nashville (which is where my parents live) I was going in and out of sleeping and Stephen was listening to Sean Hannity- normally I don't listen to Republican talk radio (Stephen has enough sense to listen when only he's in the car, but we were on a long trip and I was sleeping...) but a guest was on that we had to listen to. I don't remember her name but she was a member of the small church (is it Phelps?) that stand outside funerals of soldiers and say rude and hateful and NON-christian things like how they were glad the soldier died and such. Disgusting. I thought Hannity handled it well. He was articulate and respectful (as respectful as one could be).
If, heaven forbid, Stephen dies in Iraq and those people come to his funeral I do not think I could keep my cool. I swear- I want to take some paintball guns as a just in case. Normally I would be "oh no, don't lower yourself to the level youprotest," and I really do believe that. I'm just saying that if I'm the funeral for my husband who died defending his country and I go outside the funeral to see people outside rejoicing his death- I really don't think I would keep my cool. I'd say my family would hold me back but I think they'd have a hard time holding themselves back. Whether you support this war and/or our troops doesn't matter- you don't go to a fucking funeral and delight in the fact, rub it in the faces of the family members, that someone you love died. I cannot think of anything ruder and more UN-Christian like.
But lets just hope I don't have to bury Stephen this soon (when he turns 90 then I'll consider letting him think about dying, heh).
Ok, so I found out at the Dallas Ks that the theme for this week's WBW is "moldy cheesy family"
Moldy being an old photo, cheesey being like "say cheese," and family... well you get the idea.
I came across this freaky ass picture when going through my photos.
I'm not sure who these people are (on the back it says it says "Thelma at baby's funeral"). Thelma is my great-grandmother, but my ggm also had a grandmother and aunt named Thelma. As for the baby- no idea.
Who takes photos at a funeral? Apparently my family does. BTW (not that it matters)- the little girl to the farthest left looks to the tee like my sister Roxi. Kind of freaky.
These are family members on my dad's mom's side of the family btw.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
TMI, comment responses, and midget butt sexOk, so I put the midget butt sex up there for attention. From Katy. I *heart* Katy. Lmao.
Ok, anyway. Now I'm picturing little people doing it in the butt. I guess it would be the same as regular slized people doing it in the butt only smaller. I wouldn't know I've never seen little people porn. Do they make little people porn? Oh they must.... Anyway. Sorry... Let's move on the the next subject.
Res: to comments about the whole HNT thing.
-HNT is Half Naked Thursday. You can guess what it is from that.
-I don't fault people for having low self esteem. But for using their body to get attention from men and taking a step backwards in the feminist movement, is not exactly my cup of tea.
-No really I'm not being a prude thinking that real women cover up and are dainty and cross their legs and such. I'm not like that, and not saying that women should be. I view this whole needy display of boobs and asses for attention (and mostly it's men's attention) as a step back in feminism. I want my sons and daughters to know we don't need to show our boobs, asses, etc for attention and to get heard. And personally- I'm married. I need attention from my husband, not strangers. But that's personally. My boobs are for him and I made that commitment when we got married. But that's *me*.
-No, I never said all who participate in HNT were attention grabbing whores or whatever. I said the few who every week feel the need to show boobs and ass, etc.
-I don't participate in HNT for a cop-out but because a) I take pictures already every Friday and I think once is enough for my blog. I've got enought weekly things to do heh. b) what would I possibly take pictures of? My hands every week? c) comments for regular hnt's without the boob shots- on average maybe 15, comments for the boob shots- on average 30-40. I don't want people to read my blog because I showed my boobs. I don't need/want those sorts of comments. and d) I don't feel the need to jump on the bandwagon of everything that's popular. Hell, some women lift their shirts for beads at Mardi Gras because it's fun and it's what you do at Mardi Gras- doesn't mean I'm going to do it.
Lizzie hasn't put up TMI yet I participate in tmi and not hnt because hell- I'm married, been knocked up twice I think people know hubby and I have sex. I feel that sex is nothing to be ashamed of- I have it and like it. But am I going to make porn? Um, no. Well not one for the public, heh. We women gorwing up were taught to not talk about sex and were almost taught that it was a dirty thing (at least that's how it was in my family- I know it's that way for a lot of women). Well it's not dirty. So for those of you who say there's no difference in showing boobs in hnt and tmis- in my opinion there is and this is my blog.
Anyway- so Lizzie hasn't put up TMI yet but the Lizzie Quiz is up so I'll start with that:
1. Did you do anything fun this weekend?
-Went to my parents house. Played some Redneck Golf (so fun and much harder than it looks). Basically just hung out at my parents house.
2. Do you like jellybeans?
-Only the black ones if their regular jelly beans.
3. When was the last time you went to an arcade?
-Not that long ago.
4. Have you ever watched an entire infomercial? Ever bought anything?
Ohhh!!! I'm one of those people who LOVE infomercials! Never bought anything though.
5. Do you own an mp3 player?
6. When was the last time (if ever) you went to an Easter Egg hunt? Blew bubbles?
-Um, I don't know. A while ago
7. On a scale of 1-10, how crazy are you? :)
-Ok, I know lot's of people will say "woooo I'm a 10! Look at my stick my tongue out!!" But no, I'm certifiably crazy. I have a mild (very mild) form of schizophrenia. I also have synesthesia- which isn't really a mental *disorder* per se, but if you tell people you can smell colors they'll call you crazy lol.
8. If you could have one wish right now, what would it be?
-For hubby to be safe all through-out being in Iraq. I'd say for him not to go, but in some ways he's very boyish and he likes all that Army stuff. I don't want to take away this opportunity for him. Not many get to experience what he's going to.
9. Do you celebrate your birthday still? If so, how?
-Of course!!! It's a national holiday! LoL. Um usually with hubby- our birthdays are close so we celebrate together. Usually dinner and present opening and "well, now what?" hehe
10. There's no place like _______________.
-a black hole.
1. Birthday spankings or birthday kisses?
-Both please. Who doesn't like spankings? *look around* just me? Man, you guys don't know what you're missing... hehe
2. Sitting on Santa/Easter Bunny's lap... fun or creepy?
-Now, creepy. From 9 and earlier, fun.
3. Once you start drinking at a party, do you usually get drunk or stop at tipsy?
-No. I rarely drink. I got nice and "woohoo" at Katy's once though. I realize that I get mad at nothing when I have a certain amount of alcohol in me. I spent a good portion of that night being pissed off at Katy for (literally) nothing. Don't worry Katy sweety- you didn't do anything lol.
4. On a scale from 1-10, how passionate are you?
-With certain subjects, a 10. I admire passion for a cause.
5. Have you ever seen a burlesque show?
-Isn't that the same thing as going to a strip club but a tad "classier?" No I haven't.
I knew I forgot something!!
Bonus (as in "optional"): Have you ever been to an adult themed tupperware type party (you know "novelties")?
-oh hell yes! I bought a few things too. Love those parties. When/where else do I get the chance to sit around with girlfriends and laugh at the things our hubby's do when it comes to sex. When/where else are you going to have a conversation that leads to someone saying "you *say* you won't let your husband do you in the butt, but we've all said that....?" lmao
Friday, April 14, 2006
spfI sort of played SPF this week. I just used pictures already in my computer. Heh :)
Anyhoo, here's my contribution to this week's Self Portrait Friday:
Photo #1: My peeps
My bestest friend in the universe... :)
My brothers and sisters and I are eachother's first friends. And still parts of us we understand eachother better than anyone. Who else would take a photo like this with me? From the top center is Barry (we're here together on his wedding day- isn't he handsome?), Diana (who never takes a good photo but is gorgeous), me (I rule), Roxanne (is she drunk? lol), and Kathleen. Believe it or not that's not all of us. Anne, Mara, and Joe aren't in the picture. Hehehe
Photo #2: Something fuzzy
This picture is pretty fuzzy isn't it?
Picture #3: Something/someone I want to dye/die
My favorite part of Easter
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Yes I really CAN believe you're not butterI Can't Believe It's Not Butter is nasty and doesn't taste like butter at all. My vegan butter tastes, and melts more like real butter than that crap. Oh it's just icky.
Ok warning- I might offend some of you. That's not my intention. But remember this is my blog and you don't have to agree with everything I say here (obviously).
Anyway. For a brief moment this morning I considered participating in HNT. But there are only so many pictures of my hands and feet I can take. I wouldn't do the popular thing to do and take a photo of my boobs or ass (cute undies optional).
I guess because I don't want to put pics of my boobs and/or ass on the internet for HNT makes me ashamed of my body. rolling eyes
I don't know- I guess I just feel like those are for hubby and not for anyone else.
I mean I want comments too- a lot of people participate in HNT, but it just seems like every HNT I see is like "Here are my boobs. Comment." or "Here are my ass and legs. Comment." It almost seems like HNT has become the internet version of pimping it out- except for money and what-not it's for comments.
I'm not exactly you're typical religious person, hell I'm not religious at all in many ways. And I'm not about covering yourself up and all that. I'd like to be able to wer my bathing suit or wear a low cut shirt without some moron thinking I'm wearing such things because I'm looking to get laid. But I'm also for not selling ourselves short and knowing there are other ways to get attention. What kind of attention do you need? Do you really need for every week men to see your boobs and act like their brains just melted out of their ears? Do you really need for every week females to say "damn! I wish I had your body!"?
That makes me think you don't appreciate or like your own body. If you need assurance from strangers....
If you accepted and liked your own body would you really need to pimp it out over the internet?
Now I could see that if my husband called me fat cow all the time and never wanted to touch me- hell yes I'd probably take photos of my boobs and ass for the internet just to hear someone, somewhere, say I had a nice body.
We humans crave attention. I understand that.
But there are better ways to get it.
Just my 2 cents.
I will now go be strung up by all the men who got a free boobie/ass shot every week.
Mama D- I totally understant
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
I will try not to yell and get excited *deep breath*Paula Abdul is a crack whore. And a retarded one at that.
closing eyes and bracing self as to not yell
I cannot believe she said to that fake ass, so called "rocker" who all he does is cover the covers of songs and he's about as real a rocker as Britney Spears when she sang "I Love Rock and Roll"...I can't believe she told him that maybe the reason why Queen didn't sing that song live is because they couldn't and he was the only one that could.
Wha... wh.... ye.... eh.... What the fuck Paula!!!!!!??????
Oh hell no! You did not just put Chris' voice above Freddie Mercury's voice!!!!!!! Girl you are about to get bitch slapped and then a broom shoved up your ass.
I cannot believe those words came out of your mouth. What's more shocking is that you believed what you said!
Well, it's not like you have a lot to say anyway. After all, we're on a journey together *batting eylashes*
It's for you Paula! Betty Ford Clinic called- your room is ready and waiting! You're in the dumb-fuck crack whore section. Ohh sounds lovely. Hop to it!
In other, though related news... Ace is so goddamn fucking fake. He makes me want to choke and kick little puppies. He seriously needs to get off the show. Now. Don't wait for the kick-off show tonight. Pack his bags and send him to where there is no other form of life so we/they won't have to see/hear/be anywhere near that fake ass fucktard.
It's disgusting people like him roam the planet but what's more disgusting is that girls are swooning for a guy like THAT!
He's fake!!!!!!!! ARG!
Mama Duck... I think Chris and Ace should both be off the show. And Paula Abdul should popping pills and stop letting them talk for her. That's basically the jist (gist?) of it. :)
Sometimes I have trouble expressing what I want to say (no really, I do). But Alisa said a mouthful and it so happens I agree with her. I'm only 4th generation American (unlike my husband who's ancesters came over on the Mayflower practically hehe). I'm Mexican/Native American/Italian and German - and I was taught growing up to be proud of where you came from. This whole immigration thing is important to me, I just never said anything about it. But Alisa wrote a beautiful response (you'll understand when you read it) about Latin immigration. So go visit her blog and read it over.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
ArgBefore I get to this week's TMI a few responses to people's comments:
-Mer... there's a difference in faking empathy tactfully than faking it annoyingly. I just think the people on EHM do it in a way that's so over the top and sugary-sweet that it's incredibly annoying and obviously fake.
And you're not the only one who's been through the mill. I have a laundry list of stuff I've been through that could wrap around the Earth twice.
-Quit spamming my comments annonymous!!!!
-JD's Rose... lmao thanks for the advice. I will never get my hair straightened in Taiwan. Hell I think it's safe to say I will never straighten my hair again. I love my curl and just wanted to try something new.
-Landismom... thanks for letting me know about the Phantom itching. Good thing to know.
Onto this week's Because we all know that I talk too (way too) much.
1. Have you ever had sex in a hammock?
-Um, no. That sounds really uncomfortable.
2. Do you think alcohol enhances a sexual experience, or diminishes it?
-oh enhances. Well really I'd say it depends. Because if you have too much then what's the point? But if you have just the right amount in you where you'd act a certain way in bed (ie you're more open) that you wouldn't normally, well that might be a good thing right?
3. Have you ever stolen anything from a place you were employed?
-Yes. Oh calm down. We had a bowl of change by the register so I took 50 cents for a snack (we had absolutely no food at home).
4. Have you ever jello/mud or otherwise "wrestled" while others watched?
-I've wrestled while others watched but not in mud or Jello. But I was wrestling my brothers and sisters- not another female. When I wrestle it's to beat down my brother! Rar. Not to be sexy- lmao
5. Have you ever let someone else wash you while you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself?
Bonus (as in "optional"): Have you or one of your partners ever taken a "drug" of any type to enhance your sexual experience?
-No. But I think my ex should have and think he might have tried in secret. Shhhh don't tell anyone. It totally didn't work either. lol
Monday, April 10, 2006
Either I have no empathy or they have too muchOk I love the show Extreme Home Makeover (really I just love any show that involves "make-overs." hehe) it's an awesome show and I love seeing the different bedrooms they come up with (the climbing one I still think was the best).
But those people annoy me to high heaven.
Ty used to be cute until he started whining non-stop on Trading Spaces about getting some bookcase done on time. Now when I see him all I see is a whiney little baby not the "ooh carpenter Ty... yum" I used to see.
Every week there's a family who needs a new house- and yes, they deserve it, their stories are sad.
But the way the designers on that show react to the stories is so fucking annoying. It's almost as if they're thinking to themselves "Ok, gotta show empathy. I don't want to appear like I don't care!" So the way they show their concern appears to be so unbelievably fake.
I mean, for fuck sake people, EVERY episode they "get so inspired and will tell everyone about them."
I dunno- they all seem so fake and obnoxious to me.
Does anyone see that or am I a heartless wench?
BTW- I'm making my list for the next installment of TRFS Blog Awards (not until May). If anyone has a category they'd like to add to the list let me know. Just remember that if I don't use it this in this one coming up I will use it. So give all the suggestions you have.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Our fun night in the EROk- Stephen and I had the most wonderful date night last night. We spent the bulk of it in the ER. How romantic!
Here's the deal... I've had a toothache for like 4 days. After the first day I called the dentist to make an appointment (which most of you knew). What you didn't know is that she called bacak and said we didn't have the dental portion of TriCare (arg). So I call TriCare and get signed up for the dental program. The only problem (yeah like there's just *one* problem with TriCare) is that the dental card won't come for another week and I can't make an appointment until May. So for these passed 4 or 5 days I've been living off of Ora-Jel (which btw numbs your mouth but the pain is still there).
So last night it was really bad- the whole shebang- tooth ache which resulted in a horendous earache.
Stephen and I went to go see V for Vendetta and had to leave in the middle to go to the ER because I was just writhing in pain.
They obviously don't have dentists on call at the ER but the doctor prescribed penicillin and vicadin (sp?). Ohhh I felt lovely! I can totally see how housewives get hooked to that crap. It's marvelous!
Ok, so we went to Walgreens to pick up our prescription- unfortunately it wouldn't be ready for an hour (this is at 10:50 and the vicadin had kick in and made me all woosey and tired). So we go home, watch Survivor (Stephen plays HeroClix Thursdays so I record Survivor and we watch it later).
We finally get to bed at like midnight (and I have to wake up at 4am to take the next dose of meds) and I can't fall asleep. Why? Because our cats sleep on our bed plus there's an assload of crap I'm allergic to here that get in the air and land on our bed- so I was friggin itching all night.
It was rough.
But I don't care because I have marvelous pills! Hehehe
Friday, April 07, 2006
I think I should shave my head and start againOk, here's my submission for this week's Stuff Portrait Friday:
Picture #1: Upclose (ie macro) without tripod or whatever- is it cheating if I used my macro lens? Hehe. Here are our kitty, Hermione's, whiskers. This was hard to get because she kept swerming (swirming?).
squirming!!! that's it... ok. She was squirming.
Picture #2: No flash- This was way too easy since I rarely, if ever, use flash. I work best with natural light. Ok, as for this picture, like I said- here's me with my hair straight. Notice how it's not perfect straight anymore? Well that's because I went to a hick/ghetto place where they had no idea how to deal with hair in general. I used to go to Regis hair salon all the time and the chick I went to was awesome. I found a hole in the wall place here where they practically grabbed anyone off the street and made them a hair stylist. My hair feels like shit and it looks as bad as it feels. Notice the slight curl? Arg! I swear I'm going to shave it all off and start over. I should. When Stephen leaves for Iraq- it'll be somewhat long by the time he returns home, right? Hehe. Enough with the complaining:
Straighten my ass! I am so pissed. Part of it is straight and other parts still have some curl- what the hell do I do with THAT??????!!!!!!
Picture #3: A different perspective- Again, since I never dead center my photos, this one was easy. That's Hermione, the Queen of kitties', chair. She's always sitting in it.
Go play! rar
Thursday, April 06, 2006
stupid hollywoodI really should stop watching TV.
The movie and TV industry is ridiculous. It seems like all they do is premote infedelity.
After Lost (a fantabulous show and I'd take that show to a deserted island with me lol) that show Evidence comes on. We don't watch it but it's on while we're getting everything ready for tomorrow (I make Stephen's lunch, he gets his PTs and coffee ready, etc). Last night the show was about this guy who disapeared/died/whatever and was seemingly a great family guy- loved his wife and then told her he was going off to play basketball with the guys from work but went to go shag this rich lady.
And of course practically movie out has some sort of infedelity in it.
I'm not all for staying in an abusive and bad relationship just to stay in it or just for the kids (btw I just remembered I had a dream about Dr. Phil last night- weird. Anyway...)
But infidelity seems to be a common theme in the TV and movie industry.
What really sucks (besides hollywoods infatuation with cheating) is that, as someone who's been cheated on (and never saw it coming) I watch these shows and movies and start remember how that moment felt when I found out. And for a split second I start to doubt Stephen (I quickly think to myself and reassure myself that he'd never do that, not in a million bajillion years). And it's ridiculous that Hollywood glorifies such a painful and horrific experience and they make me (even for the tiniest of moments) doubt my husband. The person I trust with ev-er-eeee-thing.
Sure I'll never be that stupid again- but I really don't need to worry about Stephen.
I hate Hollywood. Most of the time.
Reason # 4568 why my husband is the bestestest husband ever:
-It's not that he's cuddly and affectionate and respectful to me while we're together but while we're apart. People that work with him every day have told me (different people on mor than one occasion) how much Stephen loves me and how he never shuts up about me.
See, now I'm all giggly and girly-like.
-It was totally awesome Spikey!!! I love Hurley. He's my favorite character. I just want to hug him! He seems like he'd be a cool guy to hang out with. And the end- WTF!?!?!?!?! was that about?!?!?!?!!?
-Mer... I know. I was just saying that Hollywood takes that nasty part of life and glorifies it and I think it's disgusting.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
New game (goddamn my feet are HUGE!)I was going to say something - I thought of it last night - but now I can't remember for the life of me what it was.
Ok, as some of you know Stephen's birthday isn't until July, but I *had* to give him his birthday present last night (no not *that* present ladies, wink wink).
Ok- there's this artist who's oh so awesome- Alex Ross. He does comic book art but with a Norman Rockwell feel to it. His stuff is just amazing. We have most of his books ... basically we think he's just dreamy.
So I thought ok well I'll just *look* at the Alex Ross art for sale for Stephen's birthday. I thought I'd get a move on since these are all originals and I'd better get a move on buying the one I wanted. So I looked at the paintings and was like "fuck htis! I can't afford 12,000$ - even for an Alex Ross!"
So then I saw at the bottom that he had sketches for sale so I took a peak. So I only looked at the sketches within my budget (significantly less than a thousand dollars). And I found a sketch of one of Stephen's favorites- Batman. He likes that darker crap (his favorite HP char is Snape for fuck sake).
So it came yesterday and I'm pathetic. I had to give it to him. I had to.
I am just way too excited about. I mean... It's Alex Ross people! He flippin rules the comic schools! (man I'm a dork).
Ok, anyway. Katy came up with a new game called
Mike is the husband to our friend Amy. He's currently in Iraq and being the wonderful soldier (and man) he is.
So this week we're showing Mike what we wear to work.
Since I'm a house-wife I wear a bathing suit and highheels. No really I do. Today's just an off day. Hehe.
Ok seriously now- it took me for-friggin-ever to take a picture. It's hard taking a picture when you don't have someone else there to hold the camera and take it for you. I had to do a lot of propping up and such. We have a tripod but I'm too lazy to get it out. Plus the camera wouldn't focus so most of the pics I took were out of focus... arg! Anyway.
Here's the type of clothes I wear every day at my job:
BTW- holy crap my feet are fucking huge aren't they!? My toes are as long as my fingers. I only wear size 8- I swear. 8 is average... right? Humor me people!
Ahh wouldn't it be nice if girls with big feet had big boobs? I'd be like a D cup! lmao.
Ok, so play and tell Katy that you did.
Ok I did it.
I did what EVERY girl with curly hair secretly wishes she could do.
I straightened my hair. Not the blow dry/flat iron straighten that lasts a day.
But I didn't spend 500.$ on the straightening either. I got the in between thing.
I look adorable. lmao
I'll post pics later. Maybe Friday for part of spf (whatever it is).
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Morons and lumpy asses1) Lindsey Lohan has a lumpy cottage cheese ass. Don't ask me how I know, or how I saw this- but I did. I saw with my own 2 eyes. You'd think an ass that small would be tight and not flabby and gross. Thank god for clothes huh Lindsey?
2) Damn, I wish that when I had an eating disorder I lost every bit of fat on my body except for in my boobs. It's a miracle!!! Wow, celebrities are super-human. Their boobs aren't made of blubber but a super-human blubber that cannot be starved or excercised away.
Fuck Batman, Spiderman or Superman- celebrities are MY heroes.
3) Rob Thomas got Punk'd last night. Hehehe.
I try and be nice to hubby and not get too googly eyed when watching Rob- but damn sometimes I can't help it. It really isn't even about the sex appeal- I just love him so much. lmao.
I know I know- I'm retarded and a dork, but I seriously have a huge amount of respect for the guy. I know he's a celebrity and therefore a moron. But- I dunno... I wish Stephen and I could live in a house and Rob will be our neighbor on the left and Wayne from the Flaming Lips can be our neighbor on the right. Rob and Wayne would make the perfect neighbors cause they're just cool guys.
God I sound like a fucking 12 year old with a crush.
Shutting up now.
4) Let's get to this week's Too Much Information Tuesday tmi:
1. What is your underwear "style" of choice?
-Silly rabbit underwear is for kids! No, seriously I rarely wear undies. Bras yes- panties no. The skirt has to be pretty short for me to wear panties. As for bras- I wear demi bras (A-B cup gals need a gentle lift up). And nothing too lacy (wear you can see the fabric or design under my shirt- those types of bras require no clothes).
2. How old were you when you had your first sexual experience?
-um, like 8. Not intercorse. You said "experience" and I took that as something beyond "I'll show mine if you show yours." So yeah, 8.
3. What about a potential partner turns you on?
-Oh, there's a lot that factors in. A genuine smile (as opposed to the "I'm picturing you naked smile"). Intelligence without arrogance. A sense of humor. Basically all the qualities Stephen posesses.
4. Have you ever played a game which may require you or others to disrobe?
-We had this question already, didn't we? I believe I said- "a rousing game of hide the pickle." My answer this time will be ... A game of hide the magic wand.
5. Given or received finger scratch marks during sexual activity?
Bonus: (as in "optional"): How many times is the most you have ever had sex in a 24 hour period?
-Hmmm.... I dunno- twice. We're old. Lmao.
Monday, April 03, 2006
Reason #1278 of why I hate Atlanta:My allergies.
The pollen level here is amazingly high. I feel like crap.
Thank god for my Dyson- the dust mite queen (like MY vacume would be a king... pfft hehe).
Seriously, I've got a constant headache, I itch, I almost feel like puking.
Yesterday we went food shopping (I know, we are just balls of total fun). So, every 2 weeks I make my shopping/meal list and Stephen makes breakfast. He's so cute when he does it too.
I almost want to go shopping every week. Hehehe. Yesterday he made us cheesy omlettes. He cut out toast into little triangles (ie he cut the bread diognally lol).
My husband is better than yours! Neener Neener Neener...
hehe, ok shutting up. :)
More about yesterday and our crazy adventures.... We were playing games all day and on WoW we have a litle clock so we know what time it is- well that clock changed itself for daylight savings. So at about 4:40 I went to go make dinner (we eat between 5 and 5:30- is that weird to anyone else? 'Cause that's how I grew up but Stephen says that's too early- but he grew up with only cows to play with hehe jk) - and I've got dinner in the oven and we're sitting there watching South Park (season 7 on dvd) and stephen looks at our clock above our entertainment center and we're like "wait! It's 4:00? Why the hell are we eating dinner so soon??"
It took us a minute to figure out that daylight savings started.
We're so retarded.
I think we need a live-in nurse to help us with our retardedness lmao
*crying* there's a ghost in my blog!!!!!!!!
I just spent like 10 minutes fixing up my blog- making it nice a clean. I republished a few times.... and then some how it just went back to the way it was. *crying*
I don't get it- there's not logical, human, explaination for this!
There is a ghost in my blog who's messing with my crap!
Saturday, April 01, 2006
I suck, oh and there's a spider in your hairOk, it's April Fools Day and I've been thinking since yesterday of what to tell you guys as an AFs joke; and then I realized thatI totally suck at AFs.
I was gonna come on here and say that I caught Stephen cheating on me and left him- but then I realized that no one in their right mind would believe that.
And I was gonna come on and say that he got into a car accident and is now in a coma and play up "we so need your prayers"- but that's just mean.
And then I... wait... you all have spiders in your hair! AHHH!!! They're everywhere up there! Get them! Get them!
See? I suck at AFs jokes.
Not surprising considering I'm the type of person who falls for that "you've got something on your shirt" bit every fucking time.