Treasure on the Beach!! These are SCOPES pictures of me from the 80's. Ocean City, Md
Dukes of Hazard representin'
My Gang
awwww
2003 BFFs
2003
The photographer thought we were a couple, so we went with it. It's what I get for hanging with dudes all the time.
2003 My NINETY-EIGHT LBS years
I never got to catch up on what we did for Christmas… we made gift card bags here:
http://lostinthereflection.wordpress.com/2011/11/12/look-what-i-did-today/
and here we made birdseed ornaments:
freeze for a few hours. thaw & they'll pop right out. Then go hang them in a tree. Outside. For the birds. Or squirrels.
taaaaa daaaa (still thawing. haven't removed from the metal cookie cutter yet)
thanks to this chic for getting us through:
http://bargainhoot.com/2010/04/20/diy-birdseed-ornament-recipe/
salt dough ornaments. Years ago, my Uncle Jay (my mother's beloved brother) made salt dough ornaments. Plain Janes, no paint, no color, just some fancy glitter and shellac. They are my mother's most coveted ornaments... those and her mother's bulbs. Soooo this year, I decided to use my grandmother's cookie cutters and Uncle Jay's knack for simplicity and voila. Salt dough ornaments. They sat on the table in this plain state for a while, until we could balance our schedules to apply paint. A household convo one night: my nephew says to my mom, "Mommom. These cookie are hard and I think you messed something up, cuz they taste like salt!" Dumbass ate an ornament!
All painted ! I think we ended up with 37 or 42 ornaments & 12 BIG santas
Ummm yeah. so my buddy just mailed me this out of the blue.
Shot with my new cam =)
new cam
yep. <3
PLEASE! Locate these in Target & feel them. Must be 2" worth of padding there. My husband said, "damn. if you got that home after a night of drinking, that'd be disappointing."
NO MO' COLD SEAT@!!! I'll take the cold seat over this terry cloth toilet seat cover ANYDAY.
Acceptable Barbie. She's okay in my book.
Me in another 25 years.
Last time I buy Wal Mart skibbies. I didnt feel like going to Vikki's Secret and just settled on wally world. GOOD FREAKING LAWRD! LOOK HOW BIG THEY ARE!!!!!!!!
I would like to extend my thanks to handpecked, for allowing me to die happy. I didn't do the tape method. THis is straight up hand drawn @ the crack o'dawn. It's the correct medium that allowed me to get this effect. Without your vid, I wouldve been still yearning in the dark =) P.S. I didnt purchase the $$$sephora. I found $3 make-ups. same stuff. blam.
KA DUN KAAAAA DUNK! THanks innernets
What the shit, innernets?!!!
My baby bits is 2 months + away from her second birthday. Ahhmazing.
She can say all sorts of things.
Momma
Dadda
Baby
Isaac
Get Isaac
Get Dada/Get iDADA
**we’re working on, EXCUSE ME PLEASE
BaBa (bottle)
dog
woof woof
meooow
shoes
bye byes
wawa (water)
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (more)
apple
shit [I plead the 5th]
gah dammit [ I'd like to point the blame to the bad kids @ the park. That's my story & I'm sticking to it]
pee pees
ewwwwwww
bus
cheeeeeese
tuck (truck)
mom mom
gigi (Maggi)
Ba’udd (Bud)
sffing (swing)
Biiiiiiiird
Milk
A’ight
Thank You
Yes Please (means to open the fridge/cabinet)
HOT!
Peesh (fish)
Ooooool Lights
All Done
All Gone
Up
Get Down
Duck
Quack
Who’s that? You>> (pointing to photos)
she counts when we climb stairs. I can be @ a red traffic light and when it turns green she says, “GO” and when it’s red she says, “Stop!”
She says, “Isaac, where are you?” and “I’m gonna get you” and “BYES. SEE YA LATER” and “I LOVE YOU”, though YOU wouldn’t understand what she’s saying exactly.
OH! and the biggest kick to my gut? She mocks me to a T. She says, “I KNOWWWWWWW” in my voice and all. INSANE. It’s like having a parrot.
She’s telling us when she’s pee peed, which covers both #1 & #2. Potty training is right around the corner! Or so I hope =)
My mom told her to smile. This is her best effort.
Smashing bananas with my bone handled fork
Stirring the cheese in the mashed potatoes
backseat blunder. I've learned not to put my overnight bag in the backseat.
another backseat looter session. I didnt even know she had these.
we're back to the sink baffies. she lost her bath tub privileges. we'll just leave it @ that.
Everyone @ work blamed me for this situation: They selected to print a document, and the SAVE AS window popped up... duhhhhhhhh. UNselect the PRINT TO FILE box. sha. (they blamed me, because MY PERSONAL document folder was the designated FILE TO SAVE folder) SO I LEFT THIS NOTE.
OHHHHHHH!!! And just recently, one of the old hags I work with, called I.T. to make a house call to her office… She complained that I consolidated her spreadsheets into corresponding months (all of her OCTOBER files, were in a folder labeled “OCTOBER”. November was in “NOVEMBER” and so forth. The I.T. guy explained THAT’S THE WAY MOST PEOPLE DO IT. THENNNNNNN, this one is a the icing on my cake— she complained that I messed up her excel. ”Every time I try to rename this file & click SAVE AS, this window pops up. I just know SHE (me) messed this up.”
The I.T. guy explained that window is SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN.
Blam, BITCH! Put that in your pipe and smoke it!
UNnecessary, Uhaul. Shit freaks me out.
LOOK OUT FOR THA... SHUGA BEAR!!
thanks, innernets
Munchkins BRAND cups on the left. Tommee Tippee on the right.
Munchkin Brand comes in several colours, sizes & even with a straw. I find the one with the straw a little difficult to draw liquid. Same goes for the Tommee Tippee cups.
Munchkins are easier to clean. If you decide to try the straw Munchkins, I suggest a nipple brush (little brush) to clean the straw parts.
TOMMEE TIPPEE ARE not easy to clean/reassemble. BOTTOM LINE. CAN’T CLEAN WELL. HARD TO ASSEMBLE. COSTLY. EQUALS HELL NO.
These tommee tippee cups are GOODWILL bound. I HATE THEM. THat is all.
I’m so flipping tired of the same, CLEAN UP, COOK, CLEAN UP, VACUUM, SCRUB FLOORS, LAUNDRY, WIPE BABY’S ASS ROUTINE, that I’m taking a break, blowing the dust of my mac (JC here comes my husband up the steps to ask me what I’m typing. Okay. He just informed me I’m sofaking mean and left. WIN)… so as I was saying, blowing off the dust and doing, uhhh? I dunno. Just sipping tea, eating some KEEBLERS & posting shit.
This past weekend was Elvis’ birthday weekend. January 8th, being the day the KING was born. Ahem. I’d like to take this moment to dedicate this to MYSELF. Let me just say, the part where he reaches down to the blonde chic— I like the–running her hands through his hair bit– but really??? I probably would’ve thrown my hands down that suit and touch that chest, then proceeded to taste the sweat. YEAH. YOU READ THAT RIGHT. Taste. The. Sweat. And them suits. Lawrdy lawrdy lawrdy. What I’d give to Quantum Leap back to them days & be his costume designer. Me, tape measure. Elvis, nothing but underwear and socks. Yes please. And now, MY VIDEO.
Here’s a screen shot of the best part (1:28):
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Browsing my files for that screen shot, found me this:
MY BFF is DRIVER of the year for eternity.
TWERNT the first time the ol’ cougar was left in the ditch.
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Weelicious' recipe for Cheese Broccoli, but I used steamed spinach.
http://weelicious.com/2011/11/28/broccoli-cheese-patties/
I use just about anything leftover & steamed. For a quick bite, I’ve used frozen mixed vegetables and mashed with the potatoes.
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my latest CANT GET ENOUGH. Butternut squash, roasted, blended with nutmeg, ginger, cinnamon. I later use one part butternut blend and one part applesauce. HOLY COW. so good.
For those "quick" nights, drained firm tofu (you do this yourself). Crumble the tofu, mix with soy sauce or bbq sauce. Bake @350, turning the crumbles every 10mins or so until chewy. (you can freeze this baked tofu for later use. chili, etc) MEANWHILE, COOK SOME LENTILS. Saute some mushrooms, onions, garlic and throw it all together with a can of manwich. Or, make your own BBQ sauce. Manwich is the quick route.
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And as a reminder for an upcoming post, SCOPES!
That's right folks. EVERY SCOPE in my house, has been duplicated. Stay tuned. All 2 of you. Oh! This is me and my BGF (best guy friend), Ray. The SCOPES photographer thought we were a couple, so we went with it. This was shot in 2003. Eight years ago, and 30lbs ago! I'm glad my nose isn't that big in reality, my teeth no longer look like that, my eyebrows grew back, and I covered that already sucky tattoo, with an even MORE suckier tattoo.
This ONE has been in my head and I haaaaad to get it out before I imploded.
This holiday got me thinking… a few years back, my sister discovered a cassette tape from Christmas 1979. She was 10 years old, I was 19 months old (do the math. Nine years apart). That Christmas o’79, my sister received a cassette recorder & microphone. She proceeded to interview my mom and dad and that was the cassette tape she discovered. She played mom & I that tape. I was 28 years old & that was the FIRST time I heard my father’s voice. Dad was 6’2″, slender and handsome. I always assumed his voice was a deep one; something that matched his towering stature. I was so wrong. The voice that emitted from those speakers, was this soft, gentle voice. Dad passed away 4 1/2 months after Christmas 1979. It was 10 days before my second birthday.
He passed away one month after this photo. P.s. That's baby me 1year, 11months.
Here’s where I’m going with this: My daughter was born just a matter of weeks before my birthday. Seeing her grow & develop, creates an image of ME when I was that age. How Christmas for her this year differed from last year. She was a little more involved and easily WOWED. Last year? Not so much of anything but an 8month old blimp in a Bumbo seat. It makes me think about how I was at this age (19months/20 months). It was the last Christmas with my dad, and him with me. Thinking of this makes me cherish EVERY FREAKING MOMENT. Makes me wonder if dad KNEW this was possibly his last Christmas. He had the cancer. Dad was 34 when he died. This May, I turn 34.
I CAN’T IMAGINE CHECKING OUT NOW.
My daughter @ 16months, along with myself & husband.
