She was born on Elvis’s birthday, and was almost named Presley. We decided it wasn’t a very feminine name so we let Vera pick out the name. She chose a name from one of her favorite Disney Movies, Lilo and Stitch.

After realizing our return was not enough to get a house AND all the things we had been putting off during the year we made a decision to forgo getting a house and work on getting a car for me since our family only has one tiny lil Yaris. Well long story short that hasn’t really worked out for us. People are asking to much for POSs . I don”t want to buy something that is going to fall apart in 3 months like the previous car I got -_- **cough** POS Saturn **cough**. Which leaves me empty handed for another year which in return puts my career like ( like I had one lmao) on hold.  Both of which made me really angry, REALLY. SORRY I JUST FELT LIKE SHOUTING AT YOU. That and it:s hard to type with a dog resting in one’s crook of their arm.

She’s definitely a cutey, but she’s a lot of work. There have already been some sleepless nights. This one included. Anyways because I’ve been grouchy I guess Matthew thought it a good idea that I got one thing that I wanted even if it was further down on the totem pole.

This bitch, moi,  is letting it ALLLLL out for Girl Talk Thursday today. It’s a good thing that this was the topic because I’ve been having one of those days months . We’re making a list of all the things that have pissed us off in the past 24 to 48 hours month giving me an opportunity to complain about everything that I couldn’t fit into 140 characters. A good majority of the shit that’s been getting to me lately is caused by those around me so we’re going to leave those things out because that is a whole can of worms I do NOT want to open. Some of it is stupid too that shouldn’t set me off, but it has/is. You know how much I love making lists too so maybe this will be good therapy and cheer me up.

1. That season 2 of True Blood is not out yet, and that Netflix made me look like a fool tell’n everyone that I couldn’t wait to watch it because it was in my queue. Maybe they should put in caps that the availability of this series is UNKNOWN so then my dumb-ass could see it. Just a random thought.
2. That Vera named the goldfish (Dorthy….she watches Sesame St. religiously) my MIL brought over for us to feed because Matthew’s  step-sister is not capable of taking care of it for her son (if she can’t take care of a fish, why is she allowed to have a child? Hope she doesn’t read the blog…..no wait I hope she does) until she got a tank for them.  By her naming it I am therefore obligated to keep it and therefore this ugly 25¢ fish is F-cking up the Zen that’s going on in my tank.  That and I somewhat think that was Bianca’s plan all along lol. I love her…I really do…and I only say this because we think a lot alike and that is what I would have done haha. “If I take the fish over there I don’t have to keep it, and they’ll keep it because Vera will become attached to it”.  For the record I’m not irritated at her….It’s this ugly fish and it’s ORIGINAL owner.
3. That I did all the laundry Sat-Sun and that it’s now Thursday and my three hampers are OVERFLOWING.
4. No one told me that potty training a child is like potty training a dog. You still have to clean pee and poop off your carpets,furniture, and walls. The fact that I”m actually considering buying Urine Be Gone is on a whole other level of desperation.
5. That I got peed on right in front of a toilet at Burger King the other night. Did not think that the diaper bag needed a change of clothes for ME.
6. Five minutes after dressing Vera (3yrold) for the day she’s taken her clothes off. That and she wants to go stand and look out the sliding glass door. We live in an apt. complex. Freaks me out that some creep could be watching/pisses me off too that I have to worry about that. I worry that this is a sign of her personality and fear that I’ll have a very promiscuous teenager to deal with lol.
7. That people have the audacity to have you drive clear across town in order to use you to sell their car incidentally selling the vehicle right from under YOU.  He’s a lucky bastard that I’m not some psychopath. Although I did consider rehashing some of my hooligan ways and saran wrapping his car, forking his yard, and playing mail-box baseball.
8. What was once a $1,000 car is now a POS $2,500 car…..thank you cash for clunkers for making it IMPOSSIBLE for me to find a vehicle within my budget. Government never thinks of the repercussions of this idiotic laws. God gave us 10 and we can’t even keep those….isn’t that enough?!
9. America is no longer founded on the constitution. Wonder if this is how the Romans felt.
10. I’ve been on a  PMS rampage for an entire month. Watch out.
11. That I don’t feel any better after making this list

It just feels sometimes like there is not enough time in the day to do everything that needs to be done and the stuff that I want to do so to me getting that item listed was quite an accomplishment.

I really enjoyed sewing that. I hope someone enjoys it as much as we did (and if so I’ll make more).

Yesterday I was snapping at Matthew when he came home because we had a lot to do, and he had sat around and vegged out. I was being rude, and I was wrong. Just thought I’d get that out of the way lol. Apparently as I stomped off to go make the childrens’ beds Vera gave him one of her inquisitive looks (she doesn’t say too much) and he answered her with “You’re mom’s just being a retard”. Harmless right? Well she came up to me after that while I was changing her sister’s diaper and informed me “You’re retarded MOM!”. Never had a three year old hurt my feelings before, but I guess there is a 1st time for everything. I’m pretty sure it won’t be the last time either. I explained to her that we don’t say that to people because it’s not nice & asked her where she heard such a thing at which point she eagerly gave up her dad as the offender haha. He confessed to his crime, but I think I’ve been guilty a few times too of saying something about him too when he’s getting irritating lol. Like “You’re dad’s so slow” , “Your dad is taking such a long time because he’s slow….” (something to the effect or slowness), or “You’re dad’s just being silly(or you can replace that with annoying haha)”. I guess we don’t put to much thought into explaining the other parents behaviors which our “big kid” is so eager to understand, but we’ll have to from now on because she’s like a sponge soaking everything we say and do up.

Our Girl Talk Thursday topic this week is what would you be the gold medal winner of a non-sports internet crazy Olympics.  This is tough for me. If you ask Matthew I’m not good at anything lol. He says this in a loving and caring way (he’s not as blunt as I am), and the truth is I know it to be truth. However it’s not that I don’t do anything it’s just that I “half-ass” everything.  Whatever it takes to get by; that’s how I roll.  It’s not that I can’t do better, it’s that I choose not to. Why? Well life is too short to sweat the small stuff, and I have more important things that are deserving of my time and consideration (OR I really truly do suck at it lol). So there you have it, I’d win the gold medal in “half-ass’n”.This blog is a perfect example haha.

I wish I could boast such gold medals as Utah Hostage’s initial answer haha, but alas I “half-ass” that too. What would you win a gold medal at?

Rainbow Brite may have been a year or so before my birth, but I grew up watching reruns and even had several of the color kids’ dolls and plush sprites haha. I remember watching over and over the episodes and movies my mom had recorded on the TV for me. My initial reaction to the reboot of this beloved character from my childhood was that it’s not a cute and cuddly toddler anymore it’s a sexualized tween with an attitude. I was a bit disappointed and bothered by this. What was wrong with her in the first place? Nothing. Rainbow Brite was adored and loved by many just the way she was. A lot of companies these days have been pulling skeletons out of my childhood closet and dressing them up like something new, and by doing so I just feel like they are ruining it. I wish companies would be able to create new wholesome characters like the original Rainbow Brite that parents could feel at ease about introducing to their children. I was actually really looking forward to sharing this character with my girls, but was hesitant after checking out Halmark’s page for myself.

I did go ahead and share the activity CD with the girls, and we played some games and watched the little animated short together. It turned out the girls really liked it.

Maybe I’m just being an over protective mother. However I didn’t see anything wrong with the way Rainbow Brite looked before and saw no reason for the recent “updated” look. The character could have been easily rebooted without it; just my opinion.

So what am I pining away for, you may ask? Well A LOT. And there isn’t enough to do it all.

I have a lot of things that I have to use the money responsibly for too. 1st and foremost Matthew and I have to pay back our good friend who put my laptop & Matthew’s speakers on his credit card for us (we have absolutely no credit after filing bankrupcy almost two years ago 0_0). Then we’re saving $2,500 to put down on (that is if someone will finace us)/ for a car and $1,000 to put away for when our lease is up. Those expenses pretty much take up more then half of the money. We also have this years entertainment to think about. We’ll have to get our Sea World and Zoo season passes. Vera’s already been begging to go to Sea World, but thankfully it’s been visably cold and wet out therefore we have good reason to tell her no. Then there are those expenses that we’ve put off. I think I’m going to bypass that root cannal the dentist recommend and get contacts and new lenses for my glasses. Then Matthew needs new glasses too. Wondering if there is any money left? Yeah me too. Somehow I had been delusional enough to think that somehow we could save all the money and use it as a downpayment for a house. Sadly there is just too much that needs to be done to do that. If there is anything left over there are a couple of items each of us has longed for over the year & we’ll probably try to get those.

I’d love to hear what you are spending your tax return money on or if you are even spending it at all. Leave me a comment & let me know!

The other day we discovered that water was leaking out of the washing room, and making a river onto the patio and out under the bush. Not Good. After having our family friend Brian come and help Matthew pull the dryer and the washer out of their little utility closet they soon found the problem. The hoses were brittle, and with the recent cold weather had cracked and busted. Granted I’m thankful it was not the machine itself because lord knows we can’t afford to replace that, but at the same time I’m angry. WHO PUTS THE HOOKUPS FOR A WASHER AND DRYER OUTDOORS??!! I’ll tell you who does…..a TEXAN. Only they would think that because of their glorious weather it’d be alright to do so. It really takes a toll on the machines because of the changes from hot to cold are so drastic.

I think since we’ve moved here we’ve gone through 3 sets. Granted they weren’t brand new, but they should have at least lasted us a good five years each. This isn’t the first time we’ve had hoses bust either. It seems like a yearly thing come January or February this happens. Wherever we move too next indoor washing room will be HIGH on the list. I just hope they last until then (around August this year) because I really do not want to have to replace them.

It’s going to be awhile before we can replace the hoses so Bianca has graciously allowed us to come do laundry at their place. I’m thankful, but now laundry will be an ordeal getting the kids, Matthew, and I over there to do it. Hopefully the tax return is deposited this Friday.

Here’s hoping.

I had to really think about this one. Mainly because being a stay at home mom there’s no motivation to get “beautiful” every morning. I rarely wear makeup (was even like this before being a SAHM), and don’t consider myself covergirl-esque. BUT here are the things that I do that make me feel beautiful which in turn makes me beautiful so HA:

1. Use astringent after washing my face. This closes the pores and reduces the amount of pimples you acquire. If I don’t use this I look like a 13 year old girl.
2. I bleach my mustache….yeah I said it!  Can’t believe I’m admitting this online…..only for you Girl Talk Thursday…..only for you. Anyways I don’t shave or wax because it’s like lil peach fuzz/barely there. I think I’m like 1/8 Italian or something because it is DARK.  You bleach it and no one notices i.e. no stubble or ingrown hairs.
3. I don’t color or highlight  my hair. I tried that in High School, but discovered that natural was best. People even compliment me on it and ask where I’ve gotten it highlighted it at( It’s called go outside in the sun….but wear sunscreen brings me to my next secrete).
4. WEAR SUNSCREEN. It’s not sexy to look like a lobster or to have skin cancer. I’ve found a couple that I like that even have a shimmer in them which kinda makes you look like you’ve been tanning and it’s not fake tan stuff.
5. Mineral Make-up, Lash TINT (not mascara), shimmer eye shadow, and chapstick….when I do wear make-up that’s what I put on. It provides smooth coverage and you’re skin isn’t paying for wearing it the next day. Also you don’t have as much breakage or any clumps with Lash tint. Neutrogena makes an awesome one that I use. Then the shimmer shadow I think just looks light and not overdone. I don’t wear lipstick because I think it looks fake. If you lips are moist and healthy looking there is no reason to hide them.

My overall beauty secrete philosophy is “Wear what yo momma gave you”. More or less keep it natural and accentuate what you’ve got. What’s your secrete?

We tried EVERYTHING. We made a big deal about getting a potty chair and “big girl” pants. We introduced her to the potty and sat her on it regularly. Occasionally she would go, but then she started to revolt against the potty. She HATED the little potty chair and wouldn’t go anywhere near it. Fortunately the potty chair came with a removable seat to set inside the toilet seat. We tried that and she became interested again. That however was short lived. We never made her sit there long, but encouraged her to go sit there regularly. All the while remaining Happy and Positive on the outside, but on the inside feeling like we’d never get her out of diapers.

A YEAR later I realized while changing a dirty diaper that this was insane & not going anywhere. I figured maybe she wasn’t going to the bathroom because there was no incentive. That was when we took some other parents advice by making a reward chart and giving her stickers every time she’d go potty. We thought “hmmm, maybe the stickers aren’t enough motivation for her to go” when we didn’t see any signs of improvement.Then we bought some mini M&M’s for rewards. Not even the power of Chocolate was enough persuasion for her to go potty on the toilet!

She was only four months shy of turning three and we made a decision to even stop pushing the whole potty thing. We came to this decision after having a talk with her. We asked her questions like “why don’t you want to go potty on the toilet”. She’d reply “I don’t want to”, and we’d ask, “but doesn’t pooping in your pants bother you” and she’d say no. How do you get a child who understands and is comprehending the situation, but just doesn’t want to go to the toilet to do her business? You don’t. They have to want to.

Family and friends said “You can’t just give up then she’ll never learn to use the potty”. To that we replied “Yeah, you’re right” with our fingers crossed behind our back. We stopped taking her to the bathroom regularly ever 2 to 3 hours. We stopped obsessively asking her if she had to go potty. We changed her diaper without negative comments. We simply would say “Oh, looks like you had an accident. That’s ok. Everyone has accidents. Next time try to make it to the toilet”. We said this for 3 1/2 months without any change wondering if maybe our family and friends were right.

A few weeks before her third birthday she contracted the Flu virus and had experienced terrible diarrhea as one of the symptoms. I felt so miserable for her. She was getting a terrible rash from going to the bathroom all the time, and she was genuinely just sick of going potty all the time in her pants. It was as if she woke up one morning deciding that she was going to go in her diaper anymore. When she thought she was about to have a spell of diarrhea she’d rush to the bathroom and take off her own diaper and sit on the toilet. I tried not to get excited. She soon recovered from being sick, but was continuing to go to the potty all by herself. We were so proud. We praised her every time she went, and we still do. I don’t want to jinx it, but I think it’s safe to say she’s potty trained. She still has a few accidents here and there, but 98% of the time she goes to the potty.

Please do not think I’m advocating getting your child sick in order to disgust them to the point of becoming toilet trained. That is NOT what I’m saying. What I’m saying is she had to WANT to do it. No amount of showing her how it’s done or rewarding her was going to get her to do it. We were wasting our time. She was going to go when she was ready. All we could do was show her how it’s done, and wait for her to decide she was going to do it. Or maybe my bigger point in all this is that all children are different (just like adults) and you have to find out what works for them and doing nothing is what worked for us. Hopefully this will help someone going through toilet training with no success just like us.

Once Matthew gets home from work we’re going to have a Skype session with my Mom so she can watch Vera open the presents she sent her. I love that we’re able to do this with her because sometimes I feel like my girls are missing out with having only the one participating grandparent here. Both of my parents  live states away, and very much want to be a part of their lives. I almost feel like a jerk sometimes for moving, but I had to get out of there(BUT that’s a whole other story)

We decided not to throw a party for Vera because we were a little bummed about the turn-out for Naomi’s 1st birthday party so we didn’t want our older child (who can realize no one is there) go through that kind of disappointment. Instead we decided to make it casual and take her to the place she always bugs us to take her; Chuck-E-Cheeses. When she’s older I think it’ll be different when she can invite school friends, and there will be kids her age vs. family & friends and their children who vary in ages nowhere near hers. I know that she’ll have a blast tonight & I’m excited to see what she thinks of the cookie cake that I made her. We’ve discovered she’s not too found of regular cake so hopefully she’ll enjoy this.

This was the 1st cake I’ve decorated since working at the DQ over 6 years ago. This cake was pretty bad-ass if I do say so myself. I bought a Tinker Bell topper from HEB and then iced it myself making little flowers and the “moonstone sceptor” from the new movie Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure .I used the crummy store bought icing. I should have just made my own butter-cream since I went to the trouble of mixing all the different colors anyways. It wouldn’t have looked as runny.

Tinker Bell Cookie Cake

However this movie conjured up some deep thoughts in me mainly because I’m writing a sci-fantasy novel and this movie hits close to home, but also because it raises some serious questions and ideas in my mind.

The science in this movie is so well thought out it’s crazy. Essentially the planet Pandora (happens to be the name of my lil sis’s dog lol) is alive and is like one massive computer that all the people and nature tap into. I wish more people thought of God this way because essentially that’s how he works. But that’s a whole other tangent thought.

Anyways what I was thinking is  how wonderful that would be wouldn’t it if we could just transfer data i.e. our soul/mind into a new body? Your body is broke (this dude was paralyzed from the waste down) and you just switch over. Life gives you lemons go get an Avatar.  I can’t wrap my mind around that entirely though because this avatar is living and how do you create it to be empty and soulless. Wouldn’t you be encroaching on it’s soul while inside? In the movie one of the Avatar dies, but the human survives it. It was odd to me because just because the link between the two minds is there wouldn’t the soul have died in that body? I can see where it could go back….but still. Odd. If you did that and wanted to make it a permanent solution how comfortable would you be with just letting your old body die? I’m rather attached to mine I think I’d be a little sad.

Food for Thought. A Penny for yours?

Without further introduction here are my pet peeves in order of what irks me the most

1. “NO”: Granted I come up with some pretty harebrained schemes/ideas, but “NO” has become a staple part of my husband’s vocabulary. He says it before I can even finish a proposition now…..also I hate telling my children that because I don’t like it when they use it towards me. I’ve tried to substitute with things like “We’re not allowed to do that” or “I said you could not do ___” or my favorite “Leave it alone!”….cause seriously I get sick of saying “NO”. It’s so non descriptive, but lets face it I’m a mom so I have to use it.
2. Leaving your toothbrush along with the toothpaste in the shower: if you want soap scum or mold collecting on your toothbrush that is your prerogative. However when I go to brush my teeth in the morning it’s irritating to me I have to go to the shower to get the paste. Doesn’t it bother you that at night you have to get it all out of the shower and then go through the same process of taking it into the shower with you in the morning?! You know who you are…Guarantee he’s lurking on the blog as we speak…..it’s so irritating to me lately I bought a tube of paste for the medicine cabinet.
3. “I’m writing a Novel”: I’m going to get a bunch of shit for this one from the Girl Talk Thursday blogging community. I can hear it now. I mean no offense. That’s great….in fact “I’m writing a novel” too.  NO ONE CARES. Just let us know when you get published & because we love you we’ll buy it!  Maybe I”m just bitter because I’ve been writing one for ages now and it seems like every blog I read lately is announcing “I’m writing a Novel”. Maybe I feel like they stole my thunder…..or I just didn’t beat them to the punch of announcing what I was doing. Who knows. It just gets under my skin. It shouldn’t because we’re a community of writers. That’s what we do. It’s natural for us to all be writing, I just don’t want to hear about it. It’s kind of like seeing preggers all over the place and thinking about that 3rd child you want really bad……kinda.
4. Me cooking something and my husband taking over: Matthew constantly bitches that I NEVER cook. I do….it’s just he always takes over. I’m either not doing something correctly, it doesn’t look good, OR what have you there is always a reason. Needless to say I’ve handed over the apron and spatula to him. Nothing peeves me more than to be doing something and have someone take it out of my hands. Granted he thinks he’s helping or doing me a favor & I’ve told him it’s not and that it’s insulting (granted he’s a better cook and I rather eat what he makes, but it’s the principle of the matter). YET he still does it. EVEN FROZEN PIZZA!
5. Leaving your shoes everywhere: simply put that is what closets and entry ways are for! Walk around in my house with your shoes on or not putting them away and it’s on!

Notice how I used a lot of exclamation marks haha. That’s because those 5 things really peeve me. There’s lots more, but because long blog posts are a LOT of peoples pet peeves haha I think I’ll cut this post short.

Even though it was nothing “disgusting” in the BAND-AID I was still pretty grossed out. Quality control definitely should have caught it. Hope you enjoyed watching my melodramatics.

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This Thursday we’re discussing your favorite body part. Not as fun as making an awesome list(which I did anyways), but none the less important.

I think that it’s very important for you to  favorite part of your physical self. It boosts your self esteem and helps you accept your outward appearance.  That is really hard for a lot of women to do. It’s especially hard for women who’ve had children. I never thought I’d be in that category, but here I am.  Granted my smoke’n hot stomach/abs, ass, and chi chi’s don’t make the list…..for one I don’t have them nor do I think I ever did….. but there are a LOT of things I do like about my body so in true Brittany fashion I’ll make a list because I have more than one favorite body part.

• My most favorite coveted thing about my body: My GREEN eyes

Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I come here to talk
I hope you understand
That green eyes, yeah the spotlight, shines upon you
And how could, anybody, deny you
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, now I’ve met you
And honey you should know, that I could never go on without you
Green eyes
Honey you are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think you should know

That green eyes, you’re the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who, tried to deny you must be out of their mind
Cause I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, since I met you
Honey you should know, that I could never go on without you
Green eyes
Green eyes
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand

(Green Eyes-Coldplay)

Yeah….You wish there was a song written about you too! The reasoning behind my loving my eyes, well, they’re my mother and my father’s eyes if they had a child…and they did….lol the outer ring of my iris is green(like my mom’s), but the inside is yellow/hazel(like my dad’s). HOWEVER if I had the chance to steal my sister’s I would have. She has these beautiful turquoise green eyes.

• I also like my toes. They perfectly go from large to small & my nails are perfect to paint. This is marvelous because the majority of the time you’ll catch me I’m wearing flip flops.
• My large hips (something you probably won’t hear any other woman say) because even though I don’t fit into a size 0 jeans I have very sensuous curves.
• My ears because if I ever felt motivated enough to go cos playing as an Elf I could totally rock it without prosthetic ears haha.Matthew likes to joke that I look like princess Zelda . Yes we are nerds.
• Last, but not least  my lips; the better to kiss you with muahaha. JK, but seriously I enjoy looking at them (I’m so vain…) because the top is just thin enough with a plump bottom lip.  They may not be Angelina Jolie’s lips, BUT they are my lips and that’s what makes them so special ^_~.

So now that I’ve shared with you what I like about my physical body I’d love to hear what you love about yours EVEN if you’ve already put it in a post.  Also I hear it’s Offical DeLurking day so you are kind of required to comment OR ELSE….

DeLurker Day 2010

You get virtually mooned by my oh so fabulous booty which happened to not be on my list, but does indeed make it in the #6 slot.

This post is inspired by the “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie” books. My girls received a couple for Christmas and this lil story came to me after I realized the ridiculous pattern we go through every time we read a Bond Novel. Granted this is more suited for simply a quirky status update, but I thought I’d be creative and illustrate it as well. Well that didn’t happen, but you can still enjoy it anyways.

If you read Matthew a Bond Novel

He’ll ask you to watch the corresponding movie

You’ll have to watch the movie with him

Once he’s watching the movie he’ll ask you to make him a martni; shake’n not stirred.

After he’s finished his martini he’ll want to get out the Walther.

You’ll tell him he can’t play with his guns in the house!

Once he realizes he can’t play with his gun he’ll want to play Golden Eye or other Bond related Game

After he’s played his video game he’ll want you to read him another Bond Novel.

Anyways the part where they are talking about sticking the pinky in the bumhole cracked me up. You need to go see it because there is a point in the movie were they do shrooms & then there are cartoon people who are having sex floating around the house….yeah…..and then Nick goes to stick his pinky….yeah….and then they pop. LOL. A very special movie for a date night; to say the least.

YES. Another list for me to participate in….keep ‘em coming Girl Talk Thursday. However this is truely a list to get excited about; You think hot, I think not! Basically all these mainstream media people that are “hot” that you deem unworthly of the title of hotness. So here goes. Don’t judge because I’m right.

Right off the bat I know that I will have a hit put on my head for this….

RPatz formally known as Robert Pattinson just does not do it for me. It’s called tweezers….buy some you neanderthal and tweeze that unibrow buddy!  That felt really good to get off my chest. Thanks GTT

Grey’s Fans everywhere are probably crying for me right now. Just because Eric Dane is ripped under that lab coat does not make him hot….sorry ladies. Plus the attached ear lobes are wigg’n me out!

Why don’t we all admit it’s not George Clooney’s looks we’re really after, because lets face it he doesn’t have any.It’s his cute little pug he’s holding in this picture !

Now on the the not so hot ladies

Rachel McAdams is in every freaking movie that I like/want to see…..she’s not that hot. She’s so average she’s not even girl next door hot. Just because you put make-up on her and some cute costumes does not make her hot…..please I could do that & it would still not make me hot. Just because you can clean up nicely doesn’t square into that hot factor.  That and her bad acting immediately irritates me.

I just recently watching the Hang-over and was re- reminded of Heather Graham’s not-so-hotness. She scares me….she’s like a glamorized Hollywood porn star….she’s always playing some kind of sex-related character. That and upon closer examination she has a really creepy pointy nose…..yeah not so hot huh?

Well who am I to judge. I am obviously not a celebrity so apparently these not so hot people either have something I don’t or they put out :P.

]]> http://www.deepnthought.com/archives/995/feed 10 http://www.deepnthought.com/archives/992 http://www.deepnthought.com/archives/992#comments Thu, 07 Jan 2010 19:31:31 +0000 admin http://www.deepnthought.com/?p=992 I was going to write my own post about why my Christmas was so bad, but was giggling over an e-mail my husband sent to a co-worker and decided it pretty much summed everything up to a T. Hope you enjoy Matthew’s perspective on Christmas. I know I did.(All typos left for your enjoyment ^_^). Yes I am being uberlazy….so what it’s my blog :P

Dear {co-worker’s name},

I hope you had a good Christmas. Mine has been a wreck. It was so bad they could make a movie from it. First everyone started off sick and no one would take the medicine. Then on Christmas eve my wife had her stitches removed early that morning. A few hours later the area ripped open. We call the Dr which told us she can’t look at it until Monday. We could try a med clinic or a hospital but they may do nothing. Well we went to the med clinic and they said because the stitches where in for 10 days they can’t stitch it back up. The reason behind this is it could get infected. I still don’t understand this because it can get infected anyways with a hole the size of a quarter that is 1 1/2″ deep. They told us they wont touch it. We then went to the hospital and was told that same thing. So no I have been a human walker carrying around my wife since Thursday. So Christmas eve I got my 12 days of what a burger coupon and picked up food for everyone because it was such a crummy day. We ate what seemed to be a delicious burger. By that night everyone stomach was messed up. The fallowing day started a day of diarrhea. Through the day everyone was grumpy and didn’t feel good. Saturday the diarrhea decided to bring it up a notch and turn explosive. So every 20 min I head my older daughter “OH NO” then runs through the house bow legged to the rest room. On the way destroying everything in her path. Keep in mind my wife can’t walk around because the open wound is on her knee. I believe I went through 75 diapers in 2 days. The continues even to this point. All I can think about is cursing those damn What A Burger coupons for bringing a rough Christmas to a whole new level. The sad thing is I’ll continue to love the burgers. Also interesting fact you may or may not have known about diarrhea. According to language experts, diarrhea is the most beautiful sounding word in the English language if you don’t speak English. I heard that about 5 years ago on morning radio. You hear the strangest thing in the morning and for some reason they stick with you. Anyways is it alright to work from home tomorrow morning. I need to take my wife to the Dr that began this whole thing to see if they can fix her up. I should be in by the afternoon. I know I have been asking a lot the past few weeks. I really appreciate everything. If you laughed during the story I hope so because it’s so ridiculous that you have to chuckle about how bad it is. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.

Yes, It was that bad. The nice thing about you reading Matthew’s writing is that he doesn’t exaggerate….I on the other hand am notorious for that.

It’s another Silly Sunday Post here at Deep-N-Thought. I saw this image a long time ago and was like, “WOW, Shamwow! I want to put this on the blog”. I’m going to try and make it a new term for excitement. “ShamWOW!” It’s creepy how much Vince Shlomi and Brad Pitt in Fight Club look alike in this picture. Not to mention lately Vince must have been channeling Tyler Durden because he was recently charged with beating up a hooker in south beach. Don’t believe me, GOOGLE SEARCH. Anyways here it is:

1st Rule: You do not talk about Shamwow.
2nd Rule: You DO NOT talk about SHAMWOW.
3rd Rule: If someone says stop soaking up or is no longer absorbent the Shamwow is over.
4th Rule: Only two Shamwow’s to a cheap walmart package.
5th Rule: One Shamwow at a time.
6th Rule: No Zorbeez, no Sham-Ease.
7th Rule: Shamwow will go on as long as it has to.
8th Rule: If this is your time using Shamwow you’ll say “Wow” because it works wet or dry.

What does this have to do with resolutions you may ask? Absolutely nothing. I’m just ranting. I don’t make resolutions because it sets a very limited time for your goals/dreams, and also sets yourself up for utter disappointment when that resolution is not fulfilled.  That and resolutions tend to be so so so, what’s the word I’m looking for? Stereotypical. You’ve always got the people who are like “I’m going to loose ___ many lbs.” or “I’m going to be a nicer person”. Good for you. Chances are it ain’t going to happen.  Therefore I don’t waste my time contemplating a resolution. Catch my drift?

That and I don’t understand celebrating the passing of time. Maybe it’s just me, but I enjoy this gift that god gave me (i.e. life) and am a little sad to have seen it  come and go. That and according to some old guy and some Aztecs earths days are numbered. In their time line we’ve got two more years to go……so if we’re here after 2012 I’ll breath a little easier & maybe JUST maybe then I’ll make a resolution haha. Until then I’m resolutionless.

P.S. remind me to blog/bitch about our crazy Christmas….Tis the season right?! lol

You’ve probably seen the original video “Charlie Bit Me!”  if you don’t live in a cave, but if you do you should check it out on youtube.

A lot of people have since remixed this video or made video responses, BUT  the clip below is by far the best one! This is courtesy of Olivia who shared this with us.

“Charlie Bit Me-Autotuned”

12 to 14 freaking cracks me up haha. Hope you enjoyed it.

There was a moving van outside our door. Nochalantly I said “Oh, someone’s moving. Too bad it isn’t the Hippo upstairs”. Low and behold it’s a Christmas miracle . It was indeed the “Elephant” who lives upstairs. Much to our joy and surprise they are moving out. They told us they bought a house because there is a little baby elephant on the way! At least all their loud obnoxious sex was productive right? I sound like a mean person, but you don’t know what we’ve gone through. Try explaining their loud romping to a Two and a half year old…..or better yet be out in public when she mimic’s their “sounds”. I wish I could say she were mimicking her own parents lol, but she’s not.  However people may think she is and that adds a whole new level of embarrassment to it.  OR it’s 12PM and you’ve worked really hard to get your baby to sleep and then the upstairs neighbors decide to play their computer games with the bass on or having a crazy fights(she beats him….I’ve heard him crying lol).

Once securely in our own apartment we did a little jig and sang praises to the Lord. Hallelujah! He does answer prayers. This is certainly a testament to that!

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HA! Numbers 7 and 10 are my favorite. Well whatever brought you here; Welcome.

My point being I don’t think I could take another person’s blood, give them a shot, or handle the site of a placenta that’s not my own (kinda resemble removed moles. odd. I know.) without being a big baby and dropping like a fly. Not a good thing when someone’s depending on you.

Why it never occurred to me this would be a problem for me before……I don’t know. I’ve just really thought about it while I’ve been sitting around on my ass because of this mole.  Which by the way is bruised and I”ve been crying like a baby ever time I move my leg. YAY, go me!

I talked a little about this with Matthew, and he also brought up another good point of why I probably couldn’t do it. I’m a bleeding heart and if a mother I was taking care of lost her baby I’d probably be just as much of a wreck as she would & throw in the towel and never practice midwifery again.  What a waste of an education that’d be.

Midwifes are made of strong stuff, let me tell you.

I guess I’ll settle for advocating for women’s birth choices and being a supporter of Midwives.  I’ll have to think of something else great to be.

I’m kinda leaning towards being mediocre. I don’t really want to be anything or “anybody”. I’m happy with what I’m doing and who I am. To me a job could just be something I enjoy doing that makes money. I don’t think I’m going to be a “career” person.  What’s wrong with that? I’ll tell you what’s wrong with that. People always ask “So what do you do?”. To people that literally defines who they are. It’s a status thing. I deal with that a lot when people realize I “JUST”(absolutely hate that word) stay at home with my children.

What’s a girl to do?

My “molestake”…..”we’re not supose to talk about the bloody mole, but there it is staring me in the face”.

All I could think of yesterday as my Dr. was removing the mole above my knee was this video. Pure awesomeness.

A few months back the mole above my right knee began to itch. At first I thought it was because of shaving, but then it was all the time;almost like having a bug bite. Then I started to notice that the shape was changing. That’s when I decided to schedule an appointment to see the doctor.  Most people wouldn’t jump to that conclusion first, but melanoma runs in my family so it’s something I’ve taken very seriously all my life. The Dr. said it did look suspicious so we set up another appointment to have it removed. The procedure wasn’t too painful, but since my mole was in a high muscle tension area it’s going to be hard going in the healing department. Hopefully my sutures don’t bust open :P blah. I’d like to thank all my family and friends for you support and prayers. I’m crossing my fingers it’s benign. We’ll find out when the stitches are removed Christmas Eve morning.

Dude after she was done removing it, she showed it to me. First time in my life I’ve about ever about passed out.

**UPDATE: It was fine ^_^! Got the results back already

I foresee speech therapy in your future. You’ve learned a lot of new words lately that you pronounce effortlessly like maniac (curtsy of your father), and you also can count to ten flawlessly. However, you still call yourself Eva.

Either you don’t like the name I gave you, OR you can’t pronounce it. It’s hard to tell. You no longer correct me when I call you by the name I gave you, but you still refer to yourself as Eva. Maybe you have split personalities. Again hard telling when one moment your sweet, and the next a little hell raiser haha. I don’t like the name Eva & it makes me cringe whenever you say “Eva would like…”or “No, Eva’s turn”. No offense to all the Eva’s out there.

I named you Vera because it means faith, and most importantly because it was a beautiful name for a beautiful little girl. I have faith you’ll learn to say your name. Right now however it’s difficult for me to understand why you say quite a few things fine, but can’t say the word that is said over 100 times in a course of a day to you. Or how you can repeat the words your father and I wish you wouldn’t like “Shit” or “Fuck”(Yes we are potty mouths, but are working on it. Hey, you try stubbing your toe & not cursing! It’s harder then you think), yet don’t say your name.

Love,

Your frustrated and overworked Mother

Only my ants are "crazy"

The past few days has been utter torture for my family and I. I am not sure where to even begin.

What was a few ants last week when I made the pest control request multiplied over night into a total invasive infestation. They pwned my apartment, dudes. These ants weren’t your typical ants either…..they didn’t want my food or water. They wanted my home! They are everywhere and in everything. We have had to shake out our clothes, they got into surge protectors, and even the blessed computer 0_0! Then I started noticing something was weird with these guys. They don’t march in “trails”, and they have no personal boundaries; one jumped off a wall to avenge his comrade as I smashed him. No joke! They walk all over you like you’re part of the scenery and they OWN you. This became a huge problem in a matter of days as all my instincts were telling me to “GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN”. I was on the phone almost in tears with my apartment complex to PLEASE PLEASE send pest control out…..their response “We’ve got you on the list for Thursday”.  That wasn’t a good enough answer for me so I called a Pest Control company not associated with our apartment to get some information. Their response was “DAMN, those ants your discribing are Rasberry Crazy Ants“….Me….”What?! What are those and what do they do”. Well to make a long story short these pest control people were like we can’t help you because the spray to kill these suckers is restricted to us they’re so “crazy”. What?! SO today was Thursday. I called right as the complex office opened to talk to the manger to express even more anger and distaste as I had experienced the nail in the coffin. I had found FOUR ants crawling on my baby’s (ok Vera’s not a baby, but she’s still my lil girl) face this morning. I was horrified. What if one had crawled in her nostrils or her ears? These guys don’t care! After calming down I explained to her what the other Pest people had said and she was just as miffed as I was, but said she’d pass it along to the Pest People and that they’d be over in a few minutes. A few minutes turned into a couple hours, and I was starting to get frantic. You try living in a home where you’ve got bugs all over you ….at least one an hour if not more….I called the office back and to my dismay the Pest People had an emergency and weren’t going to be back until 1pm. Well 1pm. rolled along, then 2,3,4 and by then I was about ready to pack my bags and skip town if I weren’t so worried the damn crazy ants wouldn’t follow me! I called again only to find out that they “forgot” me 0_0. You can imagine the heibby jeeby dance I was doing by then.They said he’d be back before closing and then 5 rolled along and the closer it got to 6 I think I was seriously losing my mind. I say this as one crawled across my hand just now 0_0. I called the office again & this time the apartment office manager was getting crunk and was like “He’s going to be there, OK. He said traffic was bad, and someone has to be there to let him in. BYE.”. Seriously she hung up on me -_-. LOW and BEHOLD the Pest Person did show up though. 6:40 is better then never.

Our relief was short lived though. He was just as dismayed and disgusted as we were. Aparently they are really hard to get rid of and they are DESTRUCTIVE. He said they’re structural ants so they got inside from the outside somehow and our living in our walls. That and they have up to 8 queens that our popping out babies -_-. My lord.  He told us we were lucky we caught it when we did because he has seen ENTIRE walls covered at some residences. I don’t feel lucky. I want my home back. He sprayed a couple rooms and baited, but tomorrow they have to come back and we have to evacuate while theydo a  “complete crazy ant treatment” (whatever that is). I hope our fishies don’t die. He said we have to wrap their tank up to protect them from the fumes and the ants. Yes the ants can kill the fish 0_0….

I and everyone else who have had a run in with these invasive species I’m sure want to know where these things came from, who introduced them, and why haven’t they paid for their crime! Introducing a species to new environments that are not theirs can have dire consequences and repercussions  we can not even begin to imagine. I know what I’d like to do to them….make them and their family come live in my apartment! I wouldn’t even wish that on my enemy.

This morning we ventured out thinking it was safe, but everywhere we went it was hectic & there were sales going on toting “Black Saturday” slogans. I guess just Friday is no longer good enough for them. It wasn’t too crowded, but it had that fire sale feeling in the atmosphere that crawls under my skin and makes me a nervous wreck. None of the items I happened to be seeking out were on sale either haha. Just my luck.

We got these cute nifty lil LED colored Christmas lights (my “Green” came out) at Garden Ridge for a steal though. Naomi’s last present was snagged up at Target along with some diapers(totally unchristmas related haha). After a short interlude at home involving chicken nuggets and naps I went out with the girls for dinner and shopping again while Matthew went hunting with his Uncle.   At Big Lots I grabbed Princess wrapping paper for Vera and Tinker Bell for Nogi. At $2 a huge roll it was a pretty good deal and it wasn’t a sale item either. Then because I was waiting for Matthew to get back from hunting I killed some time and money at Dollar Tree on tape and stocking stuffers.

Before we headed home for the evening Matthew joined us at Walmart to get our tree (if you can call it that) and some 3M Reusable Command Adhesive Strip Hooks to hang the girls stockings with. Being as we are apartment dwellers with children we are limited to space so we were shooting for a “Charlie Brown” tree and that is definitely what we got haha.

Our potted Norfolk Island Pine is cute in an odd sort of way. It’s a very good first tree for the girls. We’ve never had a tree in the 3 years of Vera’s short lil life sadly.  Hopefully I don’t kill the tree before Christmas. That would be a  travesty. We stayed up late with them to hang the stockings and put our new LED light strand on our “Charlie Brown” tree and joined in singing “Hark! The Herold Angels Sing” in true Charlie Brown fashion haha. It’s been on heck of a “Black Saturday” I’ll tell ya that much! Now that the girls are sleeping peacefully I”m going to finish my Samuel Adams Winter Lager(which is awesome by the way) and get some Z’s. Can’t wait to make ornaments with Vera tomorrow after grocery shopping ^_^.