Friday, July 31, 2009
I am pumped!
I'm going to the BIG APPLE tonite with my girls for a little excellent adventure and to meet up with my very first blogger!!! WHOO HOO!! Somebody pinch me cuz I must be dreaming!!!
Yup, I have arranged to meet with the fabulous, world famous, most ingenious, truly gifted, one and only......
wait for it.....
Oh yeah, Becks and I are going to paint the town purple and talk all about you people and various celebrity dribble and all kinds of important chick shit and such!!!! And there is the very good possibility that we will be meeting with BE Earl of The Verdant Dude too. (I'm still waiting on his email as to whether or not he is in)
Can't wait. This will be my very first blogger hook-up. I think my buddy Scope holds the record for the most blogger meet and greets, he's got to have at least 10, I think. That includes the love of his life, that he found in the sphere, his lovely lady, Cora. He gets extra special bonus points for that one!
Anyway, I'll tell you all about it on Monday and Becks and I will discuss the possibility of pictures. Or not, but I can guarentee there will be pictures....
So get on it people and start spreading the news......I'm leaving today........I want to be a part of it!
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
And it makes me sick.
Then, to make matters worse, our Commander in Chief, had to put his foot into his mouth and step into this hot mess that is at debate. Barry used a bad word and made a freshman mistake.
Big mistake. Huge.
Now he's got to back pedal like a paperboy on his bike riding a flat stretch of street while watching the sunset. Only Barry's not in the clear.
The charges here are serious and the issue has been hotly contested by both parties, leaving a "he said, he did" debate for the ages. The question is, can we move forward, or does this mess send us 500 steps back?
Mother may I take 200 steps forward? Sometimes I wish it were that easy.
Do any of us really think that a brew with Barry at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue will make a difference?
It's kind of ridiculous.
It's something, I suppose.
It's a start.
It's a travesty.
Two men, both in positions of power got into it and the rest of the world will suffer. Is this about two peacocks who didn't have enough room for both their tail feathers to spread?
Is it about who was higher on the power chain?
Is it about respect and the lack there of?
We may never find a solution or make peace with this one, but one thing's for sure; a beer with Barry is not the answer.
HERE is why. (click the linky)
Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
She was very nervous about telling you about her group and asked me if it sounded like she was bragging. I, of course, told her that's what blogging is all about!! If you can't toot your own horn every now and again, then what good is it, right?
In true blogger form, she checked the comments throughout the day and was very pleased with the result. Except for Heff, as she was rather befuddled by your comment. (I told her you probably had a few too many beers and got Mr. Keach confused with someone else and that we still love you anyway. You know, we have to protect our spawn ;0)
The video was shot close to three years ago and since then, my daughter has become a teen aged girl of 15 years-old and no longer looks like the little girl in the video, (her hair is now blonde and she has boobs and she has a LIFE, you know, mom) but she nonetheless enjoyed sharing it with you.
I guess I inspired something deep in my little blogger daughter's heart because when I got home yesterday, she had sent me this little gem via e-mail. You think she was trying to tell me something?? I may have created a blogging monster.
Peace out, have a GREAT weekend!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
My mom thought I should tell you about my band, Girl Authority. We are a group of 9 girls who sing pop covers, geared for the "tween" market. I've always been involved in musical theatre. Ever since I was 5 years old, I've been preforming for audiences in local theatre productions. I've preformed in the musical Annie, I played the orphan Molly and the orphan Tessie twice and I played Oliver in the production Oliver. When I was 8 years old my mom took me to an audition for a professional company, Trinity Rep's production of, "A Christmas Carol". Stacy Keach, yeah that Stacy Keach, was playing Scrooge. I got the role of Tiny Tim. It was so thrilling and the production was great!! The show ran for about 4 weeks trading off alternating nights with a different cast of kids. All of my friends that auditioned got in with me!!! It was our first professional (yeah we got paid :) acting job. Stacy Keach was pretty cool, but I think the coolest thing was when my entire family came to the show on Christmas Eve and sat in the front row.
Not too long after "A Christmas Carol" , Rounder Records approached me and asked if I wanted to be part of a group of girls called Girl Authority. The premise was that the 9 girls chosen for the group would each have their own "personality". We recorded our first album entitled "Girl Authority". Our first album sold close to 100,000 copies (which is not half bad), and we toured the country singing our versions of pop covers. It was a blast! Not to mention that all of the girls that I grew up doing theatre with were in the group!!! A year later we recorded our second album entitled "Road Trip".
The second album didn't do as well as the first album, or as Rounder expected, but last summer we toured the country again and played to large audiences. They loved us in St. Louis and we really felt like rock stars. We opened for the Jonas Brothers twice, and that is how I met my future husband Nicholas Jerry Jonas aka Nick Jonas of the Jonas Brothers (a girl can dream...no but we are getting married) We also opened for Jesse McCartney, who is very attractive :) We even had our album commercial on Nickelodeon and ABC kids. That was kinda cool, especially when my friends saw it and called me to tell me they saw me on TV. I guess you could say that we were real life Hannah Montanas.
We are still touring and singing our Girl Authority songs, but since the record industry has changed we have only released a few new songs here and there, exclusivly on iTunes. I will leave you with the video of one of five original songs from "Road Trip". This song was written for Girl Authority by Vince Clarke of Erasure. Its called "Let's Get Together".
Can you guess which one I am? Hint: I look like my mommy, I'm one of the smaller ones, and I am one of the three lead singers. Hinty Hint Hint: I am Country Girl :)
Thanks bloggers for listening! I hope I didn't bore you...mommy made me write about this :)
"Seriously, if you're going to ban guys from the NFL for being criminals, we'll be left with a two-on-two game . . . Peyton Manning and Greg Jennings against Kurt Warner and Warrick Dunn."
A great point. But I hate to break it to you Chris, as it brought this little gem to mind. (and dammed if I couldn't find a better clip of it. The voice is out of synch, but you get the point)
Yes, the NFL looks to be in great shape with role models like our poster boy Peyton.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
- Chances are Vick is in great shape. Not much else to do in Leavenworth except hone his 29 yr old NFL athletic quarterback body to a chiseled perfection.
- Vick has surely lost his timing, but how difficult is that to get back? Odds are he is hungry for a victorious return to the gridiron.
- Vick has been released from his former team, the Atlanta Falcons, in June of this year. Who would want him? Depending on his QB ability, post incarceration, which team is desperate enough to take on the PR nightmare that would be Michael Vick at hero position.
- What does an NFL with a highly compensated Michael Vick playing weekly say about America? What does an NFL without a Michael Vick, banned for life, say about America?
There are those who say that Vick has done his time. NFL Commish Roger Goodell wants to have a sit down with Michael about his future in the NFL and is quoted in today's Boston Herald as saying, "Michael did an egregious thing. He has paid a significant price."
Indeed, Mr. Commish, as I would not want to be in your shoes when the time comes to make the Michael Vick decision.
I doubt if Michael Vick will ever be free.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Evidently the food did not agree with her son because things were going great until...it happened...that dastardly little party crasher....THE SHART reared it's ugly head. My cousin said it was evident immediately, as her son's face contorted into a look of, at first surprise, then complete horror. He ran to his mother to inform her that he was indeed in a precarious position. Here they were in Disney, of all places, miles away from the sanctity of their hotel room, with a slight, shall we say.......issue.
What to do? What to do?
Seems dad took him into the men's room and they handled the problem like real men. They stripped the boy of his undergarments, cleaned up with the aid of some moistened hand towels and disposed of said undergarments in the trash receptacle located in the bathroom. Problem solved! Good for them that they did not let that little shart bastard ruin what was a fun family vacation.
I think the shart should be outlawed in all 50 states.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Today that has all changed. I got an email that sent my mini-instincts into overdrive, literally! I'm not quite sure these are real or not, but I am more than sure that I want them all!!!
I present to you my mini fantasy.heehee, The Smorvette! For those "just you and the open road" days.
The Smaudi A3, for the one child pick-ups after the soccer game!
The Smerrari! AHHHHHH! This one is so stinkin' cute I can hardly stand it!
The Smamborghini!! By BFF's hubby has the exact big version. G-Dog, this could be for you and Big's weekend driving!!
How could I choose between them? I want them all!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Across the street from the beach parking lot there is a board walk with lots of ice cream stands, gift shops and clam shacks. So what's a trip to Nantasket beach without an ice cream cone to complete the day? And I always say,"When in Rome...". We decided the time for ice cream had come, so I wrapped a towel around my waist, put on my flip-flops and went up to the car to grab some money. I took a $20 dollar bill from my wallet, and since I was wearing a bathing suit, flip flops and towel, I folded the $20 and put it into the bra of my bathing suit for safe keeping.
Yes I did. This is something I have done a thousand times before.
I stooped at the bath house to go to the bathroom, washed my hands and as I was staring into the mirror, I noticed the money just barely peeking out of the top of my bathing suit, securely. I came out, met the group and off we went to get the summer treat. We walked a mere 1/4 of a mile to the ice cream stand and when I got there I reached down for the $20 dollar bill and it was GONE!!!!!!
I know it wasn't lost in the top of my bathing suit because there was no hiding anywhere in that suit, so I un-wrapped my towel to see if it had somehow fallen in between, but there was no such luck. It was then that I realized that it must have fallen out somewhere between the bath house and the ice cream shack and that with all the people walking around I could be more than sure that someone had picked it up in the few minutes since I made the walk over.
Now I know what you're thinking, no big deal, right? Yeah, there were a few moments of the "no big deal" thinking going through my head, but those were quickly replaced with feelings of complete loss. I was pissed. I was more pissed at myself for being so irresponsible. What a dumb-ass!! Granted, I had more money in the car, and that on the walk back to the car the lost money was no where to be found, but I couldn't help feel bad about it. What would I tell my daughter? What kind of example am I as a mother??? Most of all I missed my friend, Mr. $20 dollar bill.
We got the ice cream, but somehow it wasn't as good as should have been and I couldn't get my mind off my good friend $Bill. I though about $Bill while I swam with the kids in the big waves and rode the surf, laughing. I thought about $Bill as we watched an awesome Tall Ship (they were in Boston over the weekend) sail by on the horizon. I thought about $Bill as we sunbathed and my cousin and I told funny stories to our kids about our childhood. I thought about $Bill as I watched an old man in dirty, tattered clothing retrieving bottles and cans from the trash bin and I suddenly realized that $Bill was probably in a better place.
I decided that I didn't need to beat myself up over my irresponsibility any longer. Maybe $Bill became someone else's good friend. It's possible $Bill helped someone through a tough time or provided them with an essential they needed. Maybe $Bill fed a hungry child or made someone happy. I can live with that. I wont think about the other possibilities. I'll just think about my good friend $Bill doing Gods work, helping someone in need. It's the best way to deal with the loss of such a good friend.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Spray Pam cooking spray lightly onto fry pan and heat till droplets of water sizzle on hot surface.
Chop Reeses candy into small 1/4 cubes-a little bigger than the size of a dime-(in my excitment, I forgot to take a shot of the chopped up Reeses Peanut Butter Cup so this is a re-enactment with chocolate chips, which are no way near as good as Reeses)
Add chopped Reeses to uncooked side of pancake, just before flipping.
Ah Voila!!! The most delactable, delightful, inexpensive pancake you will ever love!!!
Total cost for dish-
Bisquick-$2.59-I used one cup of the large box for the recipe-so it was practically free.
Reeses Peanut Butter Cup- .75 cents.
milk-1/2 cup of a $3.49 gallon-again, pennies.
1 egg-1/12 of a $1.89 dozen=pennies.
1 serving of $1.79 bottle of Aunt Jemima's Maple syrup.
Total cost of all ingredients amout to a little over $10.00-my estimate on my dish would be for less than $5 bucks.
Livin la vida loca!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
It's almost like Guiseppe Zanotti made these sandals just for me!!! They make me smile.
If you don't know who the Goddess of the Skull is, please proceed here, and for those of you with a foot fetish, those may or may not be my feet.
(back away from the computer-pervert)
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
So after landing my new job as a Wal-Mart greeter,
I lasted less than a day......
About two hours into my first day on the job a very loud,
unattractive, mean-acting woman walked into the store with her two kids,
Yelling obscenities at them all the way through the entrance.
As I had been instructed, I said pleasantly,
'Good morning and welcome to Wal-Mart.
Nice children you have there. Are they twins?'
The ugly woman stopped yelling long enough to say,
No, they ain't twins. The oldest one's 9, and the other one's 7.
Why the world would you think they're twins? Are you blind, or just stupid?'
So I replied, 'I'm neither blind nor stupid, Ma'am,
I just couldn't believe someone slept with you twice.
Have a good day and thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart.'
My supervisor said I probably wasn't cut out for this line of work
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Let's say you go to your favorite steak house. Do you ever end up ordering 5 or 6 appetizers and then 3 or 4 main dishes? Not likely. What about Italian? Do you ever end up with numerous entrees and box the rest to take home? It's more likely that where ever you eat, besides Chinese, you possibly order one appetizer, one entree and if you don't finish it, you take the rest home. Right? So why do we cram fork-fulls of Chinese into our mouths like the apocalypse is about to descend upon us? Then, after the bountiful banquet of Chinese has been consumed, we leave the restaurant, with stomach's fully distressed, to go home and feel the need for something more to eat a mere 2 to 3 hours later. What gives?
I have my favorites at the Chinese restaurant, and I guess I would feel a sense of loss of I did not consume a small amount of each dish when I am eating Chinese. For instance, I love egg roll, and I have to have some Crab Rangoon and steamed vegetarian dumplings. But then those chicken fingers and chicken wings look awfully good, so I have to try those also. My Guy loves beef terriaki on a stick and my son loves Peking Ravioli, so I need to taste a little of those too. Boneless spareribs for my daughter, and those are just the appetizers! Then comes the main entrees. The kids love chicken lo mein and General Gau Chicken with fried rice, then I have to have my spicy string beans and chicken and shrimp dish as well as a sizzling beef with onions dish and what the hell; lets get the shrimp with lobster sauce and try the basil chicken special!
You see where this is headed?
I'm feeling sick all over again. The worst part is, that after all that gluttony, we take home the left overs, but no one wants to touch them because we made such pigs out of ourselves the night before. After a feast like that I have just about had my fill of Chinese for at least a few days.
Then someone mentions the restaurant's wonderful lunch buffet and my Chinese wheels start turning. Could I do it all over again? I guess I could just have a little bit, because it's nothing like dinner. At lunch you have the option of ordering a lunch plate, complete with 2 to 3 delicacies suited to your tastes. No biggie right? The other option is the "all you can eat" buffet which, of course, has an endless supply of everyone's favorites, with no limit on your servings or their size and if I go for that option I can get more of my favorites.
And so it begins again.
The gluttony of Chinese eating. I am almost ashamed to tell you that I am seriously considering having some right now.
I just have one question for you.
How many of you are going to the local Chinese restaurant for lunch today after reading this?