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.
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.
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.
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.
VH1 just aired a Kurt Cobain program. Sorry, but Nirvana never gets old… to me at least. Perhaps it’s because it takes me back to high school— some people may not want to go back to those cruel years, but as weird as I was in school, I’m okay with it. I like who I am/who I was.
So Kurt Cobain’s program… it never occurred what was the content of his suicide note. Holy crap you gotta read it. Roll your eyes if you wish, but I got a bit upset.
Don't knock my christmas trees. Painting felt is difficult. Also, the snowman DOES have a carrot nose.
Margaret giving the paint brush a... uhhh, whirl.
Maggi's Finished Product.
Now I know this is far far far away from what you real CRAFTERS pull off, but I don’t give a F***. I’m not Martha Stewart. I try to do something with a personal touch every now & again. A few years back, I purchased canvas tote bags, and HAND PAINTED designs on them. I gave them out as grocery store bags. Momma got an old bicycle & other family received abstract stuff. I painted a ferris wheel on a tee shirt for my best friend & I painted my old Pentax camera on a tee shirt for another person. I actually DREW those things, cut them out silk screen style & stenciled them shits. Classic, one of a kind, lots of extra hard work, gifts. Wait til you see what I have up my sleeves for next week…I’m stoked.
A week away from 19 months old. The packages are upside down. Who cares.
This was our 2nd session. Not off to a great start, once again, UNTIL my mom, nephew Budrow & niece came to my aid. They stood behind me and entertained her =) yay fams <3
Ummm who just saved a lot of $$ on baby photos? Yeah, I know *rolls eyes* it's obvious!
19month old Rebec & almost 19 month of Baby O. I like to call this one, 'Winning'.
