tongue tied and terribly unhip

what about the steak knives?

2011-06-10T23:38:00.000-07:00

Summer is here. I've been off for about two weeks so I'm still in transition. We've been in the condo for about a month now, so at least that transition has completed. Free bird has been gone for about 3 weeks-and there are moments where I feel like a ticking bitch bomb-much rougher than I thought it would have been. Kudos to all the single parents out there, not for me. Guess, I'll settle for the loveless relationship, ha kidding, maybe not.

I'm thinking little buddy is going through some transitions himself because he has been having some pretty note worthy tantrums, at least a couple of a day. They wear me out. I've even had to give a few spankings which suck. It doesn't really work-he screams louder and cries, "Mommy!!" And of course I try to console him, he smacks or grabs my hair and the cycle starts again. He's a trip. He is becoming an expert in various stop motion films. He seems to enjoy pingu the penguin and shaun the sheep the most. Both characters kind of speak using noises and mumbles. Pingu could be speaking French or Swedish, but that wouldn't make sense because there are no penguins native to France or Sweden. He gets into it-His giggling is so cute it wipes out the stress of any previous tantrums. It is really super cute. Almost as cute as him eating shrimp won ton, and charming all the Chinese waitresses. Guess he is father's son. barf.

For me, I have dedicated any spare time to watching the showtime weekly series of Weeds. Holy shit, I love it. Kevin Nealon is so classic. His character kind of reminds me of my dad. The goofiness, not the weed smoking and affair having, well, maybe that too. Nancy Botwoin is a great dresser and kind of a slut but a respectable one. So yup, once pingu is done and this kid is sleeping on to season 4.

Once my costco supply of meat is depleted I'm thinking I'll see how vegetarianism works out. Kevin Nealon hasn't eaten meat in eighteen years! There were a couple of years where I gave up meat because I loved a boy. we could love each other more deeply because our hearts were free of guilt. so gay. I cooked using a moosewood cookbooks w/out illustrations or background knowledge of the food being prepared. I was very proud of my samosas when I finally tasted (and saw) what real ones (years later), spot on. geeze,I didn't have the internet back then!! we'll see. A huge dietary change could be what I need, or some hugs and complements.

We're off to Maui in a couple of days. Hopefully the company of a great friend can diffuse this bitch bomb. Her husband bought tickets for little bud and me. Cool guy takes care of his family-and I'm sure she isn't thinking of becoming a vegetarian. check out my cousin's wife's site:www.bradleywellness.com/ She's pretty bad ass and I think my cousin still sneaks cigarettes when he can. who knows what the rest of summer will bring. A big fat steak or a healthy helping of quinoa.

paradigm switching

2011-05-08T01:57:00.000-07:00

I remember the moment I learned all about paradigms. There were triangles involved and my teacher was wearing a very fuzzy turtle neck. I also remember the first time I tasted creme brulee, got drunk, ate good gnocchi, and saw my sweet sweet little boy. Those moments are ones I keep close to my heart just to make sure things are good and balanced--almost like a memory star wars.

oh before I go on-I hate your and you're because I'll always go with your no matter what and boy it pops up so often.

Before blogging I kept journals. secret hidden journals with juicy details all through out high school and into a twenty-something's sordid life, ha. I did. but-most times there were huge gigantic lapses or details I would turn into flower vines just because I was afraid of who was lurking about. lame.

Always a back story-thanks entertainment tonight. yup as I got busier and more suspicious I decided that I would collect random trinkets that would serve as a trigger to my moments. In the last couple of weeks I've unpacked several of these covert collectibles that have done exactly what they were supposed to do. uh-wait what am I talking about.

well I'm having a cinco de --how do you say seven? because I'm breaking this house in w/some pre-made-margarita-mix-from costco. I've been writing weepy emails to special women wishing wonderful mother's days and even withstood a quick interrogation of suspected computer snooping (goodness please) all while sitting on my pretty chairs that I scored off of craigslist-they're not that pretty I guess.

Do you know I took two people on a tour of our house? Ha," this is our (insert oprah b-day special voice) SHOoWer!" It's weird. Just like having a baby people are insanely generous when you buy a new house- it makes me feel guilty. Just like--I just filled my glass and saw my story board which was packed away for 5 years. It's from Palau-and A+ for taking me to the moment of tasting budweisers, beetlenut, and lakes of jellyfish. I like having our own space.

okay so I realized something. my friend is visiting-she's unsure about big things, I told her to read the alchemist. Another friend will be here tomorrow, Yay! she is hoping, and I am too---I'm just trying my best to be present -something I've never been good at.

But, yes, just like I told my step-mom/only mom-being around the people that love you the most is surreal because your- ha I did it-you are- constantly wondering why they love you so much.

I really have wonderful people popping in when I need them most. I hope they would say the same about me. A friend recently told me organization is the key to success-she was trying to quell my struggles w/traces of ocd--that's what I mean. How does the universe know just when to insert that voice that lifts you up right when you need it? Thank you voices, thank you mothers (aunts, grandma's, friends, cousins) thank you costco! Happy Mother's Day Mothers!

holla-it's Monday

2011-04-25T23:09:00.001-07:00

what the hell is up w/Asian chicks wearing colored contacts-eww. Well one of my best buddies wears them and she's cool. But my gosh we all know your eyes aren't blue. I love coloring my hair, is it just the same? I don't think so.

it's been kind of shitty lately. My recent mantras have been bullied silent by constant shouts of, "I hate _______, I hate _______!" Not very nice, but yup that's just going on. I'm tired and feel like I'm swelling up figuratively and literally because of overwhelming random annoying stressors. loved ones all around are fuming discontent. Discontent deserves no place in your heart. I'm sorry it's there. You're sorry you're here. Hmpph, can't say I don't try. this should be a happy time. lots of times should have been happy.

my baby is asleep naked. he refuses to get dressed-more power to him. rock that b-day suit.

surely things will be okay ...

2011-03-17T02:20:00.000-07:00

people on t.v. are much more resilient than the ones in my imagination. gosh what can be said about the crisis in Japan. maybe unbelievable. unbelievably frightening, sad, and unbelievably real. I rarely talk to God, but lately we've been talking lots. Keep them warm, keep them fed, safe, and near their families.

usually my blogs keep me up at night running in and out of sleepiness, but never make it this neglected silly page. I like cliches because they usually do a fine job summing up what is necessary to convey-turning over a new leaf, living for today, and seeing cups full/empty whatever are my recurring themes. I'm constantly trying to fill some sort of unfulfilled need. But, really all of my needs are always met. So, instead of this pensive pandemonium I often create a simple list of words will be adopted as my mantra (# 1,000, 000, 001st mantra since I learned the meaning of mantras!) Hey at least I keep trying.
give, love, enjoy, thank, move, learn.

fat hog

2011-01-10T02:08:00.000-08:00

it's easy to over indulge in fantasies... especially when you're the biggest idiot in the world. So, remember this feeling Mila B.

Go get um 2011!

2011-01-01T02:36:00.000-08:00

Hooray to 2011! I have to be sure to ring it in quietly. Let's hope that it will be the best yet. I'll happily adopt the mantra--well I haven't thought of one yet. But making things happen would be great. What things, not sure? Just things that probably should be happening but haven't or maybe things that would happen because they're destined to even w/out my temporary mantra. I'm not even certain what the literal meaning of mantra. I'll google it. But, just for good luck... Happy 2011! I like the way 2011 looks much better than 2010.

mantra is a sound, syllable, word, or group of words that are considered capable of "creating transformation" (cf. spiritual transformation).^[1] Their use and type varies according to the school and philosophy associated with the mantra. wikipedia

ch-ch-change. change is good. change is necessary. Only I can change what is...

holy insominia!

2010-12-28T04:40:00.000-08:00

me eyes, me eyes... are starting to burn. Tonight the little one was causing all sort of raucous. It was bedtime, but he missed the memo. No fun. Not being stuck between a rock and a hard place but being stuck in bed w/ a rowdy ass toddler and a grumpy (rightly so) baby's daddy. Hi, I'll take the rock and hard place please. My bed became a ring for an imaginary match between youngin' and sleep. It was intense, and got me all amped. And here I sit just like old times burning the retina so early in the morn'in--Hey it's almost 2011! Can you believe it?! Have things changed? Are you happy, sad, mad? Are you in love? Do you have a kuerig or digital reader? What shall the new motto be for the next 12 months?

I'm happy, sad, and mad. But tomorrow I'll mostly be tired.

lately, lately-I've been nostalgic. Lately, lately-I've been unsure. lately lately it makes me dizzy when I try my best to see who and what and where is best for me.

superman, banana

2010-05-12T00:46:00.000-07:00

crunch time all. just a couple of Mondays left before it's all over. funny how quickly it went without Fridays. Tgit foshizzle my nizzle! Mother's day was another day just as beautiful as any other. I really do enjoy that title. although the one who has made that day my very own split my lip like a professional mma fighter, bugger. Very soon I will be surrounded by those who love me best.
Better yet they'll all meet the one I love the very best. Oh, it's going to be wonderful. my childhood summers spent between aunts and uncles and cousins could not have been anymore perfect.

Be fly, Be Well, and Be happy

2010-03-13T01:36:00.000-08:00

I will be talking to myself more often. I'll be talking with my inside voice and definitely be wearing kid gloves. Got me a fancy new mom cut, at least that my brother said. My attempt to cut off the nasty energy that seemed to be following me around. It's cool, myself told me so. It feels nice and light and new. I'm going to try bringing it again.

_____________ is for suckers

2010-02-15T00:13:00.000-08:00

Valentine's Day is no big deal when you're with a normal heterosexual male, been in a relationship for over 2 weeks or living outside my imagination. Maybe I should reinstate the lonely hearts club. I stepped down as president years ago, but am rethinking my position. I'm not lonely though, I'm fine. Sometimes I see clouds that spell out the word thoughtfulness, not really, but it would be great. But the funny thing is thoughtfulness can't be spelled out. It's a silly word and an even sillier thought.A nice day without the general expectations nonetheless: hiking, decent food, and undoubtedly the most gorgeous weather in the U.S right now. maybe I'm a little lonely. Only a few more months until I'm in the 1st state where I'll be met w/hugs, kisses, and submarine sandwiches.

Today I saw the most beautiful young girl, so did my baby's daddy. She was like a picture. I wonder if she, being as pretty as she was, has the same insecurities as everyone else-I'd say yes.

I really like the book I'm reading. Spoiler alert! I read the outline of the entire novel on wikipedia.

Leaves of a Ti

2010-02-02T00:40:00.000-08:00

Aha, we're a month into the 2010! How is it going? Nothing much new here. Pressures on to get a move on it, burning through sick leave, slacking on my physical self, and questioning my small small role in this big big world. My random thoughts right now well, it's a bummer about coco really enjoyed Conan O'Brien. There are 10,000,000,000 other things that are bigger bummers and it's kind of disgusting that coco came to mind first. Another, I need to update my resume. a super duper upgraded one for my bad self. Found one that fits perfectly. Found it by cyber sluething exes. Pretty psycho huh, whatever everyone does it. And... if you don't you should it's great. I'm terrible. Gwenyth Paltrow's hair looks very nice.

I cried this weekend while reading a borrowed book. Then I dreamt about lost teeth which can be interpreted as a fear of abandonment. Ha!

It's always nice to really enjoy a novel. It inspired me to read more so I picked up a costco bargain book. Hopefully, it'll be saucy and whimsical.

Big grumpy daddy bear went out for Mickey d sundaes....ahh yea! So I be wrapping this up about now. Peace

ringing in the new year with a new song

2009-12-31T02:13:00.000-08:00

Everything's better fresh. While my it's all hanging out in my mind I'll put it out there and sleep a little later. The end of every year is a little sad for me. That song, makes me teary-the one that's played at midnight, and the montages of the year's events make me even tearier. This year was a tough one.

I've always thought people who talk about finding themselves are so lame. And what the hell does that mean? How can you not be found? You're right there, you are you! But, maybe I kind of get it. kind of. It seems that on my 33rd- eve of the eve, I've found an important part of myself. And, I'd like to let it go.This is a short list of things that I must, absolutely, must change. The patterns reoccur. What is that quote about lunacy? I've noticed some of mine. Now, as an educator we are often instructed to put things in the positive stance rather than the negative (Please walk vs. don't run), but right now I need a lists of must nots because there is nothing positive about this healthy list of bad habits that may, no definitely has made so many of my years "tough". I can write this list tonight because I've found this part of myself. Here we go:
1) hold grudges 2) compare w/others 3) act like a martyr 4) be passive aggressive 5)cut the insecurity

Now I will rewrite this list to work it into a "do" or maybe "will" list to ensure good energy for all.
1) Let things go 2) appreciate 3)&4) speak up 5)appreciate me

I also never understood what "it is what it is"-it was just confusing to me, which I'm not sure why it would be because it couldn't be any simpler. Maybe because I first heard it on some MTV show-I don't know. But I like it now.If I learn to appreciate and accept what is and let go and not hope for what isn't the year will ring in just right. There's lots of love out there for all.

tweets, blogs, google, and bings. What we say and what we search for

2009-12-28T00:11:00.000-08:00

The days seem to be going by at a speed much faster than my pace. In a blink, moments become my past. I constantly remind myself to remember the sounds, sights, and feelings that come with raising a human being. I will be in love for the rest of my life.

The holidays were pleasant enough. It was quiet and a little lonely without my dad here. Right around the two year mark is when I start craving the warmth of East Coast winters. And the company of a grandma so cool we named her twice, mom mom. Ha, I just heard that about cous cous. No worries I'm sure we'll have our fill this summer. I'm going to start planning. Anyone up for some house guests?

As quickly as this break is going by it still felt as though I burned a ton of time on the computer. Searching for food that might taste good, looking at homes I used to live in, finding the names of people I used to know, and just plan old wasting time. I'm sure I will pay heavily for all of my cyber lollygagging (what a naughty sounding word) when vacation is over. I just love to search.
Just like some people enjoy the chase, I enjoy the search of pretty much anything. so now you know what I like.

A new year is coming. Here are some words of advice that I will pass onto you,
"you gotta turn that rage into cardio". Have a Happy New Year!

2009-12-10T00:09:00.000-08:00

This week sucks. Ahh if only I could get paid for whining, I'd be a rich, rich woman. No good TV, busy school days, and grumpy bears.

Days are going insanely fast and Christmas is right around the corner. We just bought a tree, barely, the island has a shortage this year. Luckily we found a cute tree that will hopefully be sturdy enough for our buck wild child. took mr. aloha shopping last night to buy some holiday flare he wasn't very aloha-ish. It looks like I've quickly become the lady in line with the screaming kid-do you know that lady? Hi, it's me.

My voice is lost I don't mind. It's kind of nice not having to speak. maybe a cash in of a sick, non-furlough day is necessary.

Okay the news is on, and looking at the storms hitting the East- my week really didn't suck that much. Ha, in fact tomorrow is the last day so who cares if it sucked it's done. Yay. I love news in Hawaii. I love Hawaii. I have been dreaming about the ocean for weeks. It's about time I jumped in and had some fun. Holy hell (news still on) that little girl one armed surfer girl is no joke. Wow.

It smells too good to go to bed, but I will.

2009-11-29T18:12:00.000-08:00

We all had a very nice weekend. We stuffed ourselves to the gills, yet I still feel as though I did not consume enough gravy. There was the standard turkey and expected sides. Then there was the Grandma Lee specials potato salad, fresh coconut pies, chicken papaya soup, and bitsu bitsu (sweet potato patties). Too much, I seriously can feel my body getting larger, oh well.

Yesterday I cleaned up our kitchen cabinets. It was pretty bad. I found six lids w/no partners (poor lids) and kitchen appliances w/missing parts making them useless. But, now the cabinets are organized and ready to be utilized effectively. The boys in the house get angry when I start cleaning because I like to get rid of things. Last year I got rid of our phone books because I can't stand how we have a bunch of bulky phone books taking up our closet .We're in Hawaii space is precious! No need phone books we have the internet. Then there's the "we could use it later" argument. Really? When will we ever need 5 extra pan lids or the purple velor jogging suit?
The cabinet cleaning frenzy begun because for some reason I've really been materialistic lately. . I've decided that I want to buy a flat screen TV so we have a bit of rearranging to do in here Here are the things I've been wanting lately, in no particular order of preference: bicycle w/baby seat (he would love it), new bed, and flat screen TV, and maybe some new clothes. Unfortunately, I'm really in no position to be buying any of these things right now which isn't a big deal. Oh, and a dutch oven-Bear said he can take care of that, ha. stupid. I get into a wanting mood then I remember student loans and susie ormand.

Terri, my dad's ex-wife, my mom is visiting. She has been sending me cooks illustrated for a couple of years now. If you like food you will love this publication. It is like food porn. The recipes are from test kitchens so they do the trial and errors are done for you. You know if you can't remember buying your cinnamon you should throw it out. And, tomato paste not only adds the richness to foods but is responsible for brightening up sauces. It is the only thing I've been reading for a couple of months. It's like a consumer report but specifically written for kitchen. Mom Terri is a serious foodie. Her kitchen is equipped with everything I want when I grow up. She came home to my grandma's house with a beautiful red dutch oven. My food would taste better in a pot like that. She found the recommendation in Cook's illustrated and I felt a little embarrassed about not knowing referencing article. I thought a new dutch oven would be the first purchase of my wish list. Our little family went out looking for a flat screen TV and a dutch oven today. My pot was 75 bucks and TV's were between 400 and 600 bucks. We bought neither.

There is a roast in the oven which I'm sure I've already overcooked because I'm missing a essential piece in my kitchen. No really it's because we didn't have a meat thermometer and I stuck it in the microwave to defrost. It smells great, but will certainly be pretty tough. We'll just have make super thin cuts. Tough and tasty just like I like my men. Ha!

let's get nuts

2009-11-24T23:44:00.000-08:00

My chest is getting tired from breathing. I definitely should go to bed, but would never opt to miss the hills. I love those bitches. They make me look forward to Tuesday nights. Never you mind that I'm at least a decade older than the lot of them. Huh, a decade ago I was getting ready to fly away. I'm up waiting for the hills, and I'll blog until then.

Two great things just happened to me (in the last ten minutes): found a nutcracker and scored a hefewiezen hidden deep in our fridge, which I'm sure was strategically placed. I will drink my beer right now, and tomorrow or when the Thanksgiving rush subsides , I will go back to costco to buy my wholesale bag of mixed nuts.

shucks hills. they're going to vegas, and I bet kristin and justin bobby are going to bone!

keeping it real

2009-11-15T22:20:00.001-08:00

I was just charged $8.99 to keep this blog. And being that I am trying my best to be responsible for my finances I better get to it w/this blogging. Once a week is realistic. While I'm trying to be more responsible I will also improve on keeping things realistic. I love the internet, there are truly no bounds! Movie trailers, recipes, witty baby blogs, lovey dovey blogs, facebook, banking. How did we every survive without it? Mr. Aloha loves himself youtube. He has his very own bookmarks. Yes so while I'm enjoying one of my favorite pastimes (kicking it on the web). I'll commit to a weekly blog. no problem-for real.
I've also decided to bring it. Bring what you ask? Well if you are familiar with the multimillion home fitness regime of p90x you know what's up. Ha, we'll see about that. Maybe if I get fitter more things along with my weight will lighten up around here. Should I keep my fingers crossed and hold my breath? Until next week.

Locos Only

2009-11-07T21:15:00.000-08:00

This island is not very big. I've lived here for most of my life. Now it seems as if everyone I see looks familiar, it's kind of weird but comforting at the same time. I'm constantly getting awkward smiles that say, "hey I think I know you, but not well enough to say hello". I don't mind not saying hello to everyone I kind of know. We're busy now.
On this little island there are so many places I've yet to experience. Experience rather than see is intentional because it doesn't count if you go to a beach w/out getting wet. Today was the first time I went to Nanakuli beach park. The stories of all the rumbling and squatting going on kept me away. No doubt they're not just stories, but in the middle of a perfect day Nanakuli beach park couldn't have been anymore perfect. Go ahead bust out the cliches because they are fitting for this stretch of shoreline that only those in the know dare to go. I'm glad mr. Aloha made it there in his 2nd year rather than his 33rd.

2009-10-06T00:35:00.000-07:00

There is no work for me for the next 8 days. What shall I do? So far we saw some dinosaurs, ate some addictive ramen, helped a blind man, jumped a car, swam w/turtles, slept in, and said goodnight moon. I'm drinking some agave sweetened chili spiced lemon water and seeing what happens when you try to curb a hungry lady's (that would be me) appetite. Drastic measures, man. It's been over a year which means I can't use baby as my excuse. Boo! So I've read about the power of lemons and grapefruits and cabbage soups. I've done the cabbage diet by the way, and let me tell you it sucked. It did work, and I was looking good for a week or so. Because I hate being obsessed with weight issues I hate to continue this talk because I've pretty much tried every diet detox bull around and still have cupcakes for all my friends-So what I did was modified each plan a little bit here and a little bit there to be my own. Now I have been hungry for the last few days.

Reflective reflections

2009-09-21T23:36:00.000-07:00

It's almost been five years since joining the ranks of educators who are so introspective they make me dizzy. It's as if we're trying to discover the answers of the universe at each faculty meeting. (The alchemist is one of my favorite books. It's pretty much a story about the universe and the lessons learned if they paid enough attention to what the universe was trying to teach them. read it.)The aha moments, lifetime learning and lingo are even more dizzying, but all in all it's a pretty good gig. We were asked to "reflect" on how we are preparing our learners for the 21st century-I sat reflected and started on about how maybe we have to back off and just let kids play once in awhile. As always my tongue tied-ness prevented any sort of order to my thought process-it would be much easier if people just read minds-or visited them from time to time-so yea, I rambled on about how parents should just let kids play before they do their homework, but then I just stopped writing because I didn't know how or what else I was trying to say. I still don't but I do think kids need to play and adults need to chill on the reflecting. Reflecting gives me anxiety and anxiety gives me insomnia.

It's a zoo out there

2009-09-21T00:17:00.000-07:00

ahh ... what a grand day. It sure makes a difference when the sun is shining and babies are smiling. When a day comes along like this the monkeys will put on a show and they did! Our first trip to the zoo was cool and loose, fun and exciting. Mr. Aloha growled at the tigers and elephants too! We chilled out at the beautiful Waikiki beach-walls to be precise. I liked today.

The Emmy's are a great reminder that I need to watch a lot more t.v.

last days of summer

2009-09-20T00:50:00.000-07:00

Only a few more days until autumn, not really because I live in Hawaii which obviously pays no attention to seasons. I remember when I lived in MI people would say things like "ohh, I couldn't live in Hawaii. I love the seasons." I get it, but please, you only need about two days of winter before that shit gets old, and Cold. Oh yes , I loved heating my car up for 20 minutes and wearing five layers of clothing. Wearing five layers of clothing is not flattering for any body type, in case you are wondering. I'll live in Hawaii and pick and choose when I want to experience seasons. So, yea a few more days before our not really autumn begins. As of Oct. 23rd I'll have 17 days of furlough this school year. So much for hustling through school for the pay increase. It's cool, fortunately we're still in jacobbradley's house. Ughh ... this isn't where I thought I'd be, but I do like it most of the times.

Guess what? I'm sleeping again!! Yay for me (and Mr. Aloha). He (Mr. Aloha) has finally decided to sleep (5 out of 7 nights) through the night (until 6:oo a.m).My excuses are running out (for weight retention). I am not too busy, I am not really nursing, and I am not that tired anymore, but I am always pretty hungry. While trying to kill some time tonight I found some lady's dietblog. She loses 20 lbs in 10 weeks. Man, that would be perfect. We'll see. I'm so bored.

summer, summer time

2009-07-19T01:59:00.000-07:00

whew, it has been awhile. The prize for greatest blogger does not go to me considering I've only blogged three times-oh well. In May I finished school. Fortunately, I did not completely lose my mind. Even more impressive is my awesome multitasking skills as new mom, working lady, head of the household (ha), and just plain old bad ass-guess I can win the prize of least modest.

Wowzas the past year was pretty rough but in a very good way. It is a miracle big bear and I I did not murder each other. When I think of the best way to describe the past months I think of: an uphill hike up a mountain to catch a good view-an all out haul ass of a paddle to get through sets to make it to the line up-being thirsty all day long and having a sip of a yummy cold beer-enduring long uncomfortable plane rides for family, vacation, and/or fun. coasting now-my summer is wrapping up. A trip to Vegas, too hot and another to Maui, too fun has made my summer action packed. Jaxon is probably the most awesome child out there. Even if he were not my child I would want to hang out with him or give him a hug. He's funny, alert, and attentive, but most of all, my goodness he's cute. A few days ago he started to walk a few steps Frankenstein style but, he's got it down for the most part.

Okay so I'm going to try very hard to blog more often. Maybe my efforts to go a little greener and get leaner will provide adequate material. I swear I didn't mean for that rhyme. baby fats shouldn't be around for this long, should it? ughh...let's do this

good night good morning

2008-11-12T04:51:00.000-08:00

Do you remember learning how to tell time? Were you ever confused with a.m. and p.m.? I was, and my current situation makes a.m. and p.m.even more confusing than ever before. I don't like being up at this time unless I'm in my twenties (not possible) and eating at zippy's with my old crew, now those were good times. Where's my ladies at? Anywho, I'm up rather late or rather early and thought, "What a great time to post a blog!". So, I'm posting a blog. It seems as though my priorities are all messed up (what's new?) and I'm forgoing sleep (foolish lady) and creeping around on cyberspace. I'm going to write in parentheses(it's so funny) more often and use more exclamation marks (they're awesomet!!). You should all find the book letters of a nut and read it's the most classic book ever(not classic like Dickens, Brontes' and stuff-funny kine). Ugh, guess what? I'm hungry (surprise!?) My brother bought a weird air freshner dispenser that shoots out fresh scents every few minutes. It will be completely silent then a "swoosh' and a superficial clean aroma fills the room. Cleaning every now and then would have the same effect, but why clean when you can mask the stench with air freshner (YUCK!). I better get back to bed. I hope the dream police head my way. Do you remember that song?

2008-11-03T01:11:00.000-08:00

The weekend has come to a quiet close, and sleepiness is right around the corner. Tonight, I'll be sharing my bed with a great big pile of clean clothes. Ughh...folding clothes is my absolute least favorite household chore. So, if you are yearning to be my best friend--come over and fold my clothes. I've been 32 years old for a few days now. My birthday was an okay one nothing too insane. I had a nice breakfast, a nice cake, and a way super duper fancy workout outfit. I definitely think the universe along with friends and loved ones are trying to tell me something, something like, "hey fatso chill out on the carbs!". I get it. baby cakes j is doing great. He was a little bit on the cranky side this past weekend, but probably because mama's been feeding him all kinds of sweets via breast milk. But, he sure is cutie pie-that's a sweet I'd never pass up. P bear has been rather chill which is a very good thing because boy oh boy it has been rocky-and I ain't talking about the boxer. Jeez do I have a story about rocky, I'll keep it on a positive note. Halloween zipped by this year. The past two have been a little too quiet for me. Santa may have affected my night a little bit or maybe being 32 did, but either way next year I'm going for broke. All in all I really liked this weekend. I got to be around my favorite people and even got to get in the ocean. Days are looking brighter--Yay!

secnd post but, really the first

2008-10-27T01:50:00.000-07:00

Blogging is tough. I would have never imagined I'd be shy about writing for an invisible audience, nonexistent audience is probably more accurate. I figured that I spend some of my own time reading strangers' blogs for no apparent reason. So writing my own blog for no apparent reason would be a better way to squander my time. I love squandering, it's tons of fun-try it sometime.

Today I heard the term assbackwards. Fortunately my name was not used along with the term-surprised,huh! I don't really understand how that word works-assbackwards. Is the word itself backwards, like backwards ass or is the word ass used to emphasize the backwardness of the person or action? Who knows. I also remember hearing a friend call someone "shit for brains". Whew, that's a dick one. Can you imagine having shit for brains? Boy, that would stink! ha, I swear I just made that one up. Okay, maybe blogging isn't so tough. BTW (by the way) my profile picture is not the most accurate. Multiply my face by .5 and add some grays to my hair. A baby makes you fat. My smile is just the same because instead of holding a pint of yummy beer all the time I get to hold a sweet little baby. A fair trade off, I'd say. No the baby didn't make me fat eating 3,ooo calories a day did. Hopefully, in a few months I can post another picture that is more accurate and you won't have to do any math to my face. We'll see, the holidays are coming up.