Saturday, July 25, 2009
The big one!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
No love for the primates
Have you heard about those restaurant monkeys in Japan that serve drinks?
That is SO wrong! I do NOT want those bug-eating shit-flingers bringing me drinks in a restaurant. What if you don't tip them well enough? Will you get a face full of monkey poo?! Will one of 'em chew your face off? ~shudder~
Personally, there are a couple of primates that I dislike more than others: chimpanzees, proboscis monkeys and orangutans.
Jimmy Durante
I have nothing against Jimmy Durante, but admit it, he's got that monkey look about him! Poor, unfortunate bastard.
--Mom
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Terrific T-shirt Tuesday...how about a quickie?
This t-shirt has two meanings. Either the way you like it, or the way you deliver it. ~wink wink~ Either way, you have Diva on a Diet at Beach Eats to thank for this outstanding headline.
Readers, if you come across a great headline that would make a cool t-shirt, a la CNN, e-mail and let me know.
--Mom
Friday, July 17, 2009
5 for Friday...boating boo-boos
5. Broken nails. I have three. I'm a tacky, uneven mess right now!
4. Cuts. I have an irritating cut in the web of my fore and middle fingers on my left hand. Plus a good one on the top of my head, see "near concussion" below.
3. Mosquito bites. I'm covered in them. I'm sure I'll begin to exhibit signs of malaria any minute now.
2. Bruises. I have half a dozen bruises on my knees and shins from bumping into things. It takes some time to get used to the spacial aspects of the boat. Plus, I have a whopper on the inside of my upper arm from walking down into the cabin.
See ----->
(Note to self: Don't hang on to outside handrail as you try descend the stairs, dumbass.)
1. Near concussion. I cracked my head coming up from the cabin on the first night we did the big clean-up. I thought I would pass out as I actually saw stars. When I touched my head, there was blood. ~queasy~ It seems I slammed my noggin into the locking mechanism on the main cabin hatch. Hopefully, I'll soon master the fine art of ascending and descending the cabin stairs.
Jesus, could I *be* a bigger damn klutz?! I'm positive the second week of boat ownership will be better, injury-wise. Wish me luck!
--Mom
Thursday, July 16, 2009
How'd you find me?
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Weenie is under the weather
On the way home from the vet appointment last night I decided to myself that this is IT. I'm done with pets whenever it's Weenie's time. I can't handle illness. It makes me a nervous wreck! Children can tell you what's wrong and where it hurts, pets can't. They just wither. We love our pets like nobody's business and then they just break our hearts! Weenie isn't in grave danger, but we've had some pretty horrible pet deaths and I just can't deal.
Please cross your fingers that I won't have to! And of course keep 'em crossed for Weenie's sake. She's such a good dog!
--Mom
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Terrific T-shirt Tuesday...beyond crazy!
Monday, July 13, 2009
A new baby!
Photo props to Keith. Thank you, again!
Well, we did it. We bought a boat. We took it out for the maiden voyage yesterday, and it was awesome! We met up with friends for our first multi-boat tie-up out in the bay. It was a blast. The kids swam, we made new friends, and just enjoyed the weather. It was hard having to call it a day. And MacDaddy docked it like a champ! Looks like we won't need to pay for any damage to other boats...yet. LOL
We're having a hard time deciding what to name her though. Someone got it in our heads that it's bad luck to rename a boat. :-/ So we're not sure what to do. Take our chances and figure out how to appease Poseidon? Or just throw caution to the sea and go for it?
Here are some of the names we're considering, see what you think...
- Pi$$ing it Away
- Bad Parents
- Cheers
- Sandy Cheeks
- Boat Dorks
- Just Add Water
- Newbies - Stay Back
- 5 O'clock Somewhere
- If This Boat's a-Rockin'...
- Who the Hell Needs College Anyway?
My personal favorite is "Keith's Fault." We secretly blame our friend Keith for giving us the boat joneses that fated Sunday afternoon on the river.
So what do you think? Do you have any great boat name ideas? It's an awful lot of pressure!
--Mom
Friday, July 10, 2009
5 for Friday...Movies
5. Grease. All my favorite movies have to do with friendships and relationships of the heart. This movie has a little of both. And, it contains a line I often use..."It says right here it is a dessert wine." LOL. Who doesn't like this movie though? Cars, making out, leather jackets, going back to high school, great songs, John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John, the big dance, mooning the camera, a dessert wine...what's not to love?!
4. Breakfast Club. For me, this is the ultimate 1980s teen Brat Pack movie. Representin' we had a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal...that just about summed up most of the people I knew from high school. BTW, I've always wanted to try that lipstick-in-the-cleavage trick.
3. An Officer and a Gentleman. I saw this movie at a time when an ex-boyfriend went into the Navy, and it was an interesting look into the armed forces. Plus it had Richard Gere in a uniform. Nuff said!
2. Big Chill. Great plot. Great music. Great cast. I love, LOVE, L-O-V-E, this movie! Jeff Goldblum has an interesting line in that movie. He's at the reception for their dead friend and he says, "Amazing tradition. They throw a great party for you on the one day they know you can't come." How true!
1. Overboard. I know the entire movie by heart, and everything that comes out of Goldie Hawn's mouth is hilarious. ("Andrew! Are you going to bring me a lemon, or do I have to squeeze it from my hat?") Some day I want to have a big slumber party with all my girlfriends and watch this movie so we can just laugh and laugh.
What are some of your absolute favorite movies?!
--Mom
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Psssst, wanna see a steel erection?
So, did I fool you? LOL
--Mom
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Terrific T-shirt Tuesday...it's putrid
--Mom
Friday, July 3, 2009
5 for Friday...Independence Day
5. This is the greatest country on the planet! Sure we have our fair share of problems, issues and assholes, but we've got all those rights and freedoms to balance it out. A lot of lives were lost in the American Revolution to get us these freedoms.
4. Swimming. I'm always around water on the 4th of July. As a kid, the holiday was spent camping and whitewater rafting, or at my grandparent's house on Long Island. As I got older, the 4th was spent at my parent's summer place on the river, now it's at the pool. I adore the water!
3. Fireworks! I love them as much now as I did when I was a child. My favorites are the ones that burst into a big crackly dome and then produce swirly spinners that fall toward earth. I can't wait to oooooh and aaaaaah!
2. Booze. Need I say more?
1. Food! It's the quintessential barbecue day. Burger, hotdogs, chops, steaks, chicken, sausages--you name it! Plus, watermelon, pasta salad, macaroni salad, potato salad, cole slaw, pie and cake...I'm getting hungry just thinking about it all.
So I wish you all a wonderful holiday weekend!
Have a cocktail and a burger and enjoy the day.
What is it about the 4th that you enjoy?
--Mom
Thursday, July 2, 2009
A big hairy deal
The first dream centered around a patch of hair I'd apparently missed for, like, 30 years. The spot was on my right leg, approximately 3 inches around, just above my outer ankle bone. It was long and bushy, like pubes, down near my ankle. HOW could I have missed that my whole adult life? I was horrified in my dream. I remembering thinking that EVERYONE must have seen that nasty shit, and NO ONE told me! Not even my own husband! WTF?
Within a day or two I dreamt about a wad of hair under my left arm inside my bra strap. There it was, a shrub of hair branching out from inside my bra! Had I been to the pool in a swimming suit with that scary stuff?! AND the patch down by my ankle? Jesus, what must the neighbors think of me?! How could I have possibly missed that while shaving? And when did I become such a hairy Sasquatch?
I really hope I don't have any more hairy dreams. They're quite unsettling, and I'm starting to feel a little paranoid. That amount of hairy is decidedly NOT sexy.
What do you suppose it all means?
--Mom