Welcome to the "Holiday Edition" of getting to know your friends. Or basically wasting time at the office/online because you have some article you are supposed to be writing but you are a bit freaked out by it and it's lack of deadline so you do banal and incredibly cheesy things like this instead... 1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Ooh we are starting off with a real stimulating one aren't we? I say, and I'm getting crazy here, both! And I do recycle. 2. Tree--Real or Artificial? Real. I grow them in my back yard. Each year I replant the same tree and then mercilessly cut it down again. Do you believe that? The expert from Sierra Crest Tree Service helps me maintain trees to keep them healthy and beautiful. 3. When do you put the Christmas tree up? Me? Well, I would like to do it … [Read more...]
How May I Help You?
Last night in an effort to fight my case of W.B. I asked the women in my GNO group what types of issues bother them. We discussed air travel, restaurants and the quality or lack of in products. However, what the discussion really boiled down to is poor customer service. Today, with all our technological efforts we have to make life easier we have lost something in the translation. We've lost good, effective customer service.We find ourselves stunned when someone treats us with respect or gets a task accomplished properly and efficiently. In essence we are impressed when someone in customer service does their job. How sad is that? Tell me, how many of you arrive at an airport already bracing yourselves for the onslaught of crap service? You can put your hands down now. I see it is almost … [Read more...]
Mother Announces that Snowy Errands with Toddler Do Not Rock
Since I have a case of W.B. I decided to forgo the whole writing thing for a day and instead focus on the beautiful snow falling outside. I wanted to bake and finish a long overdue library book. But before I could do any baking or relaxing I had to head to the store and get some supplies. First up was a trip to Kmart. After a long arduous search for the gold tinsel that we must have for our tree, I was told Kmart was the place for all things Christmas. The drive across town was quick but, then I missed the entrance to the store and narrowly missed getting on 95. Already a parking lot because hey! It’s DC and we have had two snowflakes fall in the last four hours. Heavens to Mercatroid! Snow! We must all drive like idiots because two flakes have fallen! Still it was to Kmart we must go. H … [Read more...]
I’ve Got W.B.
I have a strong case of W.B. this week. That's Writer's Block so no I don't smell and there aren't large pustules rising off my flesh. I'm not quarantined either. I just can't think. I can't concentrate and I feel all shippymacflippyshadippy or something. Maybe it's the holidays. My mind wanders over to the kitchen where I dream of making confections and Christmas cookies galore with T.D. rather than sitting at a 17-inch screen all day. I think of the countless errands to run and how it might snow today and I am at a loss for words. Literally. For whatever reason I can not get riled up or thoughtful enough to think of a topic beyond cats as elves (the shame!)at DC Metro Moms and likewise for Moms Speak Up. I have a topic all set to write about for this site but again my mind won't let my … [Read more...]
Blooming YaYa
I'm not normally one for flowery posts. I don't even read posts by bloggers that set their own blogs in this tone. If someone is looking for more funny, cute mom/kid stories on this blog, stories that are less "cringe-worthy" then you have come to the wrong place. Every once in a while though I'll admit I find a new blogger to stalk. One that makes me laugh so hard that I almost pee myself, but I also find myself commiserating with as I read along. Blooming Ya Ya is one such blog. Bobita rocks. I laugh. I learn. Her blog has a coziness about it that makes me feel better for reading it. She also has a kick ass button on the bottom right of her blog sidebar that just cinched it for me and made me a regular reader. That is why I'm nominating her November 15 post for a Perfect Post award. So … [Read more...]
Solid Gold
Gold, gold, gold. Gold bars? Gold Medal? Gold Medal Flour? For the past few days I’ve been trying to think of what “gold” means to me. This was a challenging blog post. An image kept popping into my head and I kept trying to push it out. “Solid Gold”. My formative years were made up of Nixon’s resignation, Carter’s election, the Bicentennial (I made a cute Betsy Ross). Dorothy Hamill won gold in Innsbruck - I had the haircut. The Summer of Sam, NYC blackouts, Reggie Jackson as “Mr. October”.At the root of it all though, I am a child of the disco era. I went through elementary school with a 70’s soundtrack playing in the background. My siblings and I would perform skits to ABBA. We lip-synched and threw in some in some dramatic moves to make it interesting. "Fernando" and "Dancing … [Read more...]
A Barbie Dream House for Me?!
There it sat. Huge and under the tree. The tag insisted that I was correct, this big box from Santa/my grandparents was intended for only me. My five year-old brain was buzzing with ideas. I could barely contain my excitement. My mother kept warning me to stay away from the tree, "It's not time to open presents yet. Stop touching things and back away from the tree!" I think I might have done a little dance of protest before I backed away. I sat on my grandmother's paisley and floral couch and wondered, what could it be? A pony? It was certainly a large enough box. Then my mind settled on it. The only thing it could be. The only thing I really wanted. A Barbie Dream House. A Barbie Dream House! That had to be it! Satisfied with this idea I got off the couch and joined the rest of my family … [Read more...]
Ooh I Won a Toyota Prius! Did You?
Who knew I had such a winning streak? Who knew I was this lucky? I didn't! But it seems that I am especially lucky with the British Gaming Commission. Those folks over there just love me. They love me at least three times a day.Everyday I win something from them. Sometimes it's a million or so pounds, sometimes just a few hundred pounds. A few times it's been an exotic getaway for two. But today? TODAY IT'S A CAR! Lucky me!Just look at this!Toyota Car Promotions Department2 Lansodowne Row, Berkeley Square,London,W1j 6h, United KingdomCVR-nr. 25554493.YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS HAS WON THE 2007 TOYOTA PROMOTIONThis is to inform you that have been selected for a Cash prizeof£600,000.00.(Six Hundred Thousand Great British Pounds) and a brandnewToyota Prius car International programs November held … [Read more...]
Oh My Rubbing Thighs!
Since we got back from our jaunt down by the river for Thanksgiving my once taut, now jiggly little body has been aching to go back to the gym. Great! Except Sunday I began to get sick. This cold is the slowest thing ever! Days go by with no change except that I wake up worse each day. Every morning I rise with the thought, "What fresh hell is this?" as blow my nose and blood spurts out. I'm sorry if you just puked up your toast. It's true. I'm tired and stuffy and full of snot. I want to work out but don't have the motivation or the energy. So I'm comprising a list of food I ate over the holiday in hopes that the length of it will be motivation enough.Rolls, rolls, everywhere and I ate them! Three helpings of cornbread dressing- none of them smallThree helpings of cranberry gooFour … [Read more...]
Hi! I’m Eva Longoria, it’s nice to meet you!
And this, this is my husband, Tony Parker. Thanks for stopping by!Yesterday, as I was sitting down to a nice bowlful of soup (I am sick, augh) with T.D. (who is for now, not sick, yeah!) I was found myself reading Parade magazine. I know. I hate it too. It's horribly vapid and doesn't help me in any way but I needed something look at instead of thinking about eating soup and breathing through my mouth at the same time. I haven't gotten around to teaching T.D. how to save someone from 'soup in the lung syndrome' yet either.While viewing the article about Eva Longoria T.D. kept pointing to a picture of Eva and Tony Parker while adamantly shouting, "Momma! Dada!", over and over again. I kept correcting her but she was quite sure that I am in fact Eva Longoria and Daddy is Tony Parker. It … [Read more...]