Friday, March 30, 2007
This week's theme is Behind:
*When I was 9 or 10 I had this idea for a cake- and everyone said "those 2 things don't go together!" and my mom wouldn't let me "waste ingredients" trying to perfect my idea.
Then years later on Iron Chef America the secret ingredient was cranberries and they put those cranberries with chocolate- which was my idea. I always said dark chocolate and cranberries went together and NO one believed me! Now there are Hershey chocolates with cranberry, and even Iron Chefs are mixing the 2.
So yesterday I realized that I could buy my own ingredients and test it out.
So I'm behind with testing out my recipe, and then last night I was letting the cake cool and got really friggin' tired so I just went to bed. So I'm behind in clean up and such too, hehe.
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And here are this week's photos of Hulk-Man:
Thursday, March 29, 2007
"I'm so excited! I'm soo.... scared.. WAHHH..."So someone come over here and smack me upside the head for watching reruns of Saved By the Bell every morning.
In other news, you know that documentary Stink-Butt and I were a part of a while ago.
Ok it's airing on PBS April 16th at 9:00.
I don't know if that's AM or PM (I'm guessing PM) or if it's Eastern time or what.
But it's part of a series on PBS called America at a Crossroads.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
WCW smack down!This week for Wild Card Wednesday I decided to go with a theme of "Woohoo."
With Stink-Butt being deployed the only peice of ass I get is in the Sims.
So here, now, is how I get it on in the game:
Like I said, with Stink-Butt being gone I haven't had any boot-knockin' time. So I went down to my trusty wishing well and wished with all my might for some hot and wild sex.
The wishing well gods must've known I was in great need of a non-masterbatory orgasm, and to show me they got my request they made the well light up in greenish=blue. Ooooh, so pretty.
A few moments later a man dropped from the sky
Oh boy! A black man!
I took him upstairs to have a pleasant conversation with him on my bed- where I casually mentioned I have a pair of handcuffs within grabbing distance.
That does the trick and he makes his move.
Woohoo! You know it's good sex when the pillow are flyin'!
Phew! We both needed a rest after that
What a gentleman. He waited until I was fast asleep before leaving.
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Sunday, March 25, 2007
I should make T ShirtsI'm in Nashville, visiting my family and was talking to my mom about a situation. I wish I could go into detial here- but I can't.
If you wanna know the full scoop email me.
Basically my mom told me that people are going to look down on you for stupid shit and look at you like your life is wrong- so all you need to do is try and brush it off.
But we all need to vent and a third, impartial, party is perfect for venting. Which is why she prays so much.
So that got me thinking... Stink-Butt is Christian- goes to church and prays and he uses that to help him with certain issues.
Me? I have my blog.
I want to make a shirt that says "You Pray, I'll Blog"
Ok sure, I'm a dork- but I thought it was clever- lol.
Friday, March 23, 2007
You want a title? This is it....For the past couple of days I've been playing Sims (ok, so that's no surprise) but I've been playing one household not using any cheats or hacks.
It's so stressful! lmao. But I like it. They have 2 daughters (Shannon and Heather), who just grew into children. Heather is lazy little girl who never does her school work. If her parents don't whip her into shape she's going to turn out to be a sex-crazed teenager who will more than likely run away from home.
Heather on the other hand is a friendly and adorable child who always does her chores and schoolwork.
The dad, Verne, just got promoted to desk seargant which is great because Hillary (the mom) just found out she was pregnant again. They moved into a bigger house but because of that they have hardly any money in the bank. Hillary just hopes it's not twins and Verne wants a Verne Jr.
I'll update more later (maybe with pics).
Anyhoo- let's get to this week's SPF
This week's theme is two
I've got that Paul McCartney song stuck in bed. You know... "Two of us riding nowhere... on our way back home...."
Stink-Butt is going to be home in 6-7 months (I'm trying to over-guesstimate, just in case). As much as I want him home it's going to be strange. Hulk-Man and I have been here on our own, we've established our routine. We've formed a bond. As much as I hate that Stink-Butt doesn't get to be here with us- that's the harsh reality.
But he'll be home soon (not soon enough!) and our family will re-learn how to be "us" again.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Woohoo! Wild party ahead!Yeah not really. The wildest thing I've been doing lately is sleeping through the night.
I know- pretty radical huh?
I am so gonna find myself on Dr. Phil for my wild behavior.
Anyhoo- Mama Duck has a new game for us.
Instead of Way Back Wednesday we're playing a new game:
So here's my WCW:
*See that baby? That's my dad when he was around 1 years old. See the 2 females holding him?
Guess which one is his mom, my grandma.
The one who looks like a little 12 year old girl is.
My grandma growing was a singer. She was one of those kids who had an adult singing voice. She sang in nightclubs and such when she was 14.
When she was 16 a record producer wanted her to record and album and to go on tour.
Her mom didn't like that one bit and gave my grandma permission to get married at the age of 16.
When she was 17 my dad was born.
Yeah... weird huh?
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
I suck at thinking of post titles...So I'm not going to make one.
I realized that I've been posting only about Hulk-Man, and though that's not a big deal to make posts about him I shouldn't post only about him.
I really don't want my blog (or myself) to turn into "I'm not my own person, I've been come my kid(s)."
So today not a mention of Hulk-Man.
And you will all realize just how boring I am on my own, haha.
1) I have one household in the Sims that I'm not cheating with at all. No extra money. No career rewards. Nothing.
So I made a husband and wife and moved them into a small 2 bedroom, 1 bath house. The husband is going through police training while the wife stays home with their newly born twins. Ugh! Twins! They have like 600$ to their name and they just had twins.
2) I hate Georgia. This place is ShitTown. There are a million fucking bugs here- most of whom have decided to make camp in my apt. But the little fuckers didn't know I have cats... the FOOLS!
3) Holy shit I am so boring....
4) I got my results of my PAP test- all is normal. Hooray.
5) I saw DreamGirls. It really wasn't that good. Although Jennifer Hudson wasn't that bad. But I can't tell if she wasn't that bad because she's okay, or because everything else sucked.
The writing of the movie was wayyy too choppy and it tried to be too many things but it wasn't done well and nothing flowed.
Monday, March 19, 2007
On the lighter sideOk, I know I've been complaining about Hulk-Man a lot lately so I decided to blog about something fabulous and cute.
He laughed for the first time the other day. A good, hardy, real laugh. A belly laugh. It was the funniest and more loveliest sound ever, and luckily for me I got it on video to send to Stink-Butt.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Some one make it stop!Seriously... I think all my blogging
You need to move here so all the husbands can watch all our kids
Hulk-Man is driving me nuts.
First off he's teething. As cute as his 2 little teeth are, he's in pain and even the teething tablets won't
Secondly he's testing out his voice, which is fine, and great- but he's doing it in a way that it's like normal baby babbling. He's screaming.
Third he's screaming all the fucking time to see if I'll come running. And I hold him a lot- but not all the time. I can't.
Someone just needs to come here and shut this kid up.
BUT- on the plus side, he's still sleeping through the night beautifully!
side note- I need to get my ring resized (bigger because I'm a porker) and I took it to this place in the mall- their price is 93.00$ per ring (wedding and engagement). They say it's so expensive because they have to add gold.
However they'll do it at WalMart for like 20.00$.
But that makes me wonder if they use plastic or a cheaper metal just to make the ring bigger. I'm not sure which to choose- which would you guys do?
Friday, March 16, 2007
I'm going to pull my hair out (and this week's SPF)Hulk-Man is testing out his voice. Making different sounds and such- it's cute. For the most part.
He's also testing out his ability to yell.
If he's not sleeping or eating he's yelling.
It's driving me nuts!
Ok, anyhoo... Let's get to this week's Stuff Portrait Friday.
This week's theme is Your Letters:
*This is a box of letters from my friend, Mary, over the years. We sort of lost touch after a while. But I've kept all her letters.
It's that "Beaches" part of me. LoL
*This is part of a letter that Stink-Butt sent me from Iraq. 'Nuff said.
*These are a few of my scrapbooking supplies. My alphabet stickers. Aren't they lovely? :)
Did you play?
Here are this week's Hulk-Man photos:
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Mommy poopy pantsOne time I read this letter Ronald Reagan wrote to Nancy that said "Dear Mommy Poopy Pants...."
Now I didn't agree with the man politically (at all) but you have to admit the man wrote some beautiful love letters to his wife.
Anyway- for the "poopy" portion of this post.
Every morning at 7:00 I get up, make Hulk-Man a bottle, change his diaper and feed him.
And every morning while he's eating (and for a bit after while he'son his playmat) he takes his morning
And I wind up changing him twice in 2 hours. Every damn morning.
I always feel like I waste diapers, but what can I do. When I get him up his diaper is already full (but not leaking. Luvs are so friggin awesome!) of pee, but I think a giant load of poop would send it over the edge.
Anyhoo- I've been trying to get a photo of his teeth but it's impossible (I either get his tongue or he moves and I get a blurred cheek / ear).
*Side note: I cut myself shaving last night and it kind of stings. You know... there. Swimsuit season is upon us, I had to get the weedwacker out sometime!
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Is it *that* hard to pass along a simple message?For those of you who don't understand Tri-Care (Military health insurance)- you have to find a PCM and get approval from them to go see the doctor.
I went into the hospital like over a month ago - I sat there for-fucking-ever only to find out my refferal had run out so I had to call my PCM and get her to fax a new one.
So I called and left a message and rescheduled my appointment.
I went back in and waited around again only to find out (again) that the refferal didn't go through.
So I called again.
I went in to the hospital today- the referral went through but some dumbfuck moron put in that I was supposed to get labwork done. A 2 hour glucose test. WTF!?
Uh no... I was supposed to be for a PAP and HPV testing.
And then the nurses were getting all frazzled and acted like I was the one inconviencing them and screwing everything up.
No you morons... maybe if you didn't throw your papers and notes around everywhere you might know something. I've seen your offices, they're shit-holes.
I probably have cancer and would never know it because no one has any sort of communication.
It's like when I was preggo with Hulk-Man. I had gestational diabetes and after I took the test they told me "if you have the diabetes we'll call you." And did they ever call? NO.
And to make matters worse I got "the meat doctor," as I like to call him. He's way too "scientific" when giving PAPs and doesn't understand how uncomfortable it is and just shoves the gadget up my hoo-hah.
It's not like I'm gonna get the results of this PAP anyway. I don't even know why I got it.
And you wonder why I fucking hate people so much. Because they're incompetant morons.
Monday, March 12, 2007
right....I have nothing to post about.
I thought I did.
This post is like the most boring I've done. Ever.
And that's quite an accomplishment for me since every post is boring as fuck.
I'm trying to think of what to blog about
My gay guy in the Sims just gave birth to twin alien boys- Sirius and Todd.
My trees are harvestable.
See... even my Sims is boring.
I dunno... someone give me a topic to yap about.
Friday, March 09, 2007
OMG Shut the fuck up!!! And this week's SPF, and lots of photos....Ok, for those of you watching this season of America's Next Top Model (or, as I like to call it, Tyra Banks' desperate attempt at becoming Oprah) you've seen that
OMG Shut the fuck up!!!!!!!!!!!
Every fucking bad thing that she does she lays the blame on someone, anyone, else. It's never HER doing.
Ok- like that first challenge where they had to buy clothes in a thrift store... and that other girl won. She rolled her eyes and snootilly said "Well of course she won! She shops in thrift stores all the time!"
Ok crazy- that doesn't matter. There is a plethora of clothes in a thrift store- just like a regular store. Shut the fuck up and stop whining.
And this last episode where they had to be different HS stereotypes- she whined her fucking ass off because they didn't give her a role that she was "good at."
Ok you stupid bitch- first of all, it's a job. Shut the fuck up and do it. Secondly, models play dress up and pretend. Little girls do it all the time. Do you not have an imagination? You sound like for your entire life every single person in your life has told you and made you believe you can do no wrong. That you're just the prettiest princess alive *squeel*!! So now that you're in the real world and not in delussional land you have no clue what to do. You're pathetic and I can't believe you're still here.
And omg- I understand you have a son, that's great- but if you say ONE MORE TIME how you're doing this for him I'm going to puke in a bag and send it to you.
Ok. Now that's out of the way- time for this week's Stuff Portrait Friday
This week's theme is:
*Ok, this is a really crappy photo. But I was feeling lazy this morning.... I didn't want to dig all my luggage out of the closet because, like I said, I was feeling lazy this morning. The black bag is Stink Butt's, and the green is a part of my set.
Fabulous aren't they?
*Since everyone and their mother has a black bag, we put a ribbon on ours just so we know it's ours.
*And this is the diaper bag. I love that color- that gorgeous pistaccio green. I lug that thing around with me everywhere I go. If I don't have it I feel like I just lost a leg or something, lol.
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And, lastly, a collection of photos of Hulk-Man from these passed couple of weeks:
*That's my sister, Kathleen, in the pink flowered dress.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Teething sucksOk, I feel so bad for Hulk-man. I know his gums are killing him and he's teething earlier than the average baby so he hasn't learned to hold things and put them in his mouth yet.
So I've got to sit there and hold teething rings for him.
But I bought those teething tablets. Those things are a life saver.
And I just changed his schedule around so he's falling asleep at his old nap times. However he is sleeping through the night perfectly.
I know some 7 year olds who don't sleep through the night yet so I feel like I've accomplished a major task.
I might be a heartless wench
which I think I might dress up as for the Renaissance Faire heh
but I've never been one to come running when Hulk-man made the smallest noise.
To some people that equals me never giving him love or picking him up- but those people are dumbasses first of all. And second are the people who have 3 year olds who can't be out of eyesight from their parents. If they are they scream bloody murder.
I don't know about them but I don't want my kids up my ass all the time. I do not want to be wiping the ass of a 30 year old man.
Anyway... I got off track a little, back to teething. Yeah- so when it's time for him to be up now I can't keep him awake and when he is awake he's in so much pain that he just screams.
I feel bad for him and as a parent I wish I could take his pain away- on the other hand he needs to go through this "right of passage," and feeling pain every now and then I believe is good for kids.
If they don't fall down and bump their butts how are they going to learn to get back up?
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
I bought me a farm- and other crap1) Stink-Butt left me for my sister. But it's ok 'cause he and I are having an affair.
Hehehe- I bought the new Sims expansion the other day and have been playing non stop (of course). I bought a little farm with an orchard and am living comfortabley, working as a musician.
Stink-Butt and my sister, Kathleen, are getting married in the fall. She sleeps around on him and has a baby from another man. But he comes over to my house for a little romp in the hay.
2) I can't keep Hulk-man awake. He sleeps through the night fine
not even a peep from him last night
but during the day- I can't keep him awake! He's messing up my schedule! :)
3) Is it September yet?
4) Ok, I have a Wordpress account. But I can't fucking log in! Well I did and then I wanted to change my password from the one they gave me to one of my own.
So now when I try and log in using either password it says "Invalid Password"
What the fuck!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??!!
Is there a blog hosting site that doesn't suck total and major HUGE FUCKING ELEPHANT ASS???
Monday, March 05, 2007
Stretchy McGeeAs I was doing yoga this morning I had my head between my legs (well sort of) and notice just how many stretch marks I have on my inner thighs.
Now, to be totally honest- I don't mind stretch marks all that much. I really don't.
But there's something mesmerizing about stretch marks. So I sat there, pullingmy on my skin to "smooth" them out and let go to watch them jiggle back into place.
Almost as fascinating as gum and the interesting shapes you can make with it.
I need a life don't I? I've been locked up in this apartment with Hulk-Man for too long me thinks.
Oh, and speaking of Hulk-Man. He is officially sleeping through the night! Woot!
I've been slowly getting him more and more ready to sleep through the night on his own.
I put him on a feeding and nap schedule (to first of all get him on a schedule, and second to get him to realize that food is not comfort. It helps me too because sometimes I think we as parents when our kids cry the first instinct is to shove a bottle in our kids' mouths).
Then at 8 weeks I put him to bed and fed him once in the middle of the night (upping the ammount he eats during the day).
And last night I took away his 2am feeding.
He was so good about it. He cried from 2am-2:30am and that was it.
ahh sleep. I *heart* you.
For you bloggers out there who don't use blogger, wordpress, or livejournal- what site hosts your blog?
I'm considering packing up Hulk-Man and leaving blogger. I should be with a domain that doesn't tear up our family photos and hides them from me. And who doesn't just completely disregard everything I say. And who doesn't cover their ears and not let me say anything.
I gave blogger years of me blogging and then he sticks me with an ultimatum! Enough is enough.