Friday, November 2, 2007

Halloween Photos

Trick or Treat!Superman!The Princess and The Pirate WhoreHalloween House

Just a few...the rest are at my website.



Halloween at our house...

Goes like this:

I obsess...make everyone miserable in the days leading up to it...but the house looks cool...the kids look cute..

I usually look like a whore with a theme and we make a lot of neighborhood kids happy with full-size candy bars.



Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Taylor misses the tree.

So, who knew that a 2 and a half year old would be so attached to a tree? I didn't even think she paid any attention to it. I thought she just brushed by it, didn't talk to it or bring it things but she really did like that tree. No kidding. EVERY time we go outside she says we need to go find the tree. It plays out like this:

Mama?

Yes.

Tree is gone.

Yes it is.

Mama?

Yes?

Go find tree.

I can't baby it's gone forever.

No. Go in car and get tree.

It doesn't work like that baby. THAT tree is gone forever. They might plant a new one later. It's getting too late in the year for one now (even though you can almost plant anything, anytime in SoCal and it will thrive).

Ummm...No. Get new tree.

This could go on forever if I just didn't start ignoring her. I hate to do that but SHE WILL NOT LET IT GO!

And I think to myself: You're in trouble.

Taylor misses the tree.

So, who knew that a 2 and a half year old would be so attached to a tree? I didn't even think she paid any attention to

 it. I thought she just brushed by it, didn't talk to it or bring it things but she really did like that tree. No kidding. EVERY time we go outside she says we need to go find the tree. It plays out like this:

Mama?

Yes.

Tree is gone.

Yes it is.

Mama?

Yes?

Go find tree.

I can't baby it's gone forever.

No. Go in car and get tree.

It doesn't work like that baby. THAT tree is gone forever. They might plant a new one later. It's getting too late in the year for one now (even though you can almost plant anything, anytime in SoCal and it will thrive).

Ummm...No. Get new tree.

 

This could go on forever if I just didn't start ignoring her. I hate to do that but SHE WILL NOT LET IT GO!

And I think to myself: You're in trouble.



Saturday, October 27, 2007

The answer to my query.

Oh My Sweet God! It does get better...we decide we need to go shopping for groceries. We've done it hundreds, if not thousands of times, we're professionals. We get the kids ready and head out the door. I hear:

Shit!

I say: What?

No, just shit.

I turn the corner and TADA: The tree in the front yard is now on its side and partially on my CAR! But I like my car! Damn.
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I think it may have been windy.

Yep! It's done a fine job of scratching the side of the car. My Car. My Pretty Car. Damn.

And...I liked the tree too. But now...it's dead. I just don't see that super glue is gonna help this one. Damn.

If they leave the stump I may be able to do something with it for Halloween. I gotta look on the bright side. I laughed my ass off...my question has been answered. THIS is what was next. And now...moving on...

Sunday, October 21, 2007

The answer to my query.

Oh My Sweet God! It does get better...we decide we need to go shopping for groceries. We've done it hundreds, if not thousands of times, we're professionals. We get the kids ready and head out the door. I hear:

Shit!

I say: What?

No, just shit.

I turn the corner and TADA: The tree in the front yard is now on its side and partially on my CAR! But I like my car! Damn.

Yep! It's done a fine job of scratching the side of the car. My Car. My Pretty Car. Damn.

And...I liked the tree too. But now...it's dead. I just don't see that super glue is gonna help this one. Damn.

If they leave the stump I may be able to do something with it for Halloween. I gotta look on the bright side. I laughed my ass off...my question has been answered. THIS is what was next. And now...moving on...



Friday, October 19, 2007

My year so far: the play by play.

So...this has been the year from hell. No truly. I've had bad years before but this one...all time worst. Want the countdown? You don't have a choice cuz I'm gonna do it anyway:

January - Glenn almost totals his car. He's OK, the car isn't and a little piece of the 405 is broken too. In Utah for Mom's surgery.

February - Glenn gets car back. Three days later is blinded by morning sun approaching a stoplight and doesn't see the car in front of him stop. He's OK, the car isn't, the car ahead of him is broken too.

March - Utah. Then Boise. Then Utah again. Fix Glenn's car...again and find out that Ralph has cancer.

April - Back to Utah for BYU graduation and Taylor's 2nd birthday. Daddy has to work and couldn't be there but he will make up for it.

May - Wayne's dad dies, debated going back to Utah for funeral when Ralph dies. Devestated. Just devasted. Back to Utah for memorial and up to Northern Utah for burial.

June - Something happens that I can't remember so on to:

July - Find out we're pregnant! Excited but in the same sense I am worried. Dunno why. Go to Boise for 4th of July.

August - Back to Utah to finish up Car paperwork and find out the Baby is dead. Well that sucks. Have surgical procedure to remove tissue and Glenn gets in trouble for being with me and not being at work. Whatever. Bite Me.

September - Greg's father dies. Amazing man and I am very upset. Back to Utah for memorial and burial.

October - Glenn tells me that he is sure his job will be phased out and am I OK with it?. Hellya I am! He hates his work now...they used him to launch their product and will pay some pimple faced college grad with no experience 1/3 of what they paid him to take credit for it being stable. No bitterness but his job is officially kaput ON MY BIRTHDAY! WTF? We had a blast. Glenn is so happy. But now...we both have colds. With headaches. But we have great Halloween costumes.

Can't wait to see what is next....

My year so far: the play by play.

So...this has been the year from hell. No truly. I've had bad years before but this one...all time worst. Want the countdown? You don't have a choice cuz I'm gonna do it anyway:

 

January - Glenn almost totals his car. He's OK, the car isn't and a little piece of the 405 is broken too. In Utah for Mom's surgery.

February - Glenn gets car back. Three days later is blinded by morning sun approaching a stoplight and doesn't see the car in front of him stop. He's OK, the car isn't, the car ahead of him is broken too.

March - Utah. Then Boise. Then Utah again. Fix Glenn's car...again and find out that Ralph has cancer.

April - Back to Utah for BYU graduation and Taylor's 2nd birthday. Daddy has to work and couldn't be there but he will make up for it.

May - Wayne's dad dies, debated going back to Utah for funeral when Ralph dies. Devestated. Just devasted. Back to Utah for memorial and up to Northern Utah for burial.

June - Something happens that I can't remember so on to:

July - Find out we're pregnant! Excited but in the same sense I am worried. Dunno why. Go to Boise for 4th of July.

August - Back to Utah to finish up Car paperwork and find out the Baby is dead. Well that sucks. Have surgical procedure to remove tissue and Glenn gets in trouble for being with me and not being at work. Whatever. Bite Me.

September - Greg's father dies. Amazing man and I am very upset. Back to Utah for memorial and burial.

October - Glenn tells me that he is sure his job will be phased out and am I OK with it?. Hellya I am! He hates his work now...they used him to launch their product and will pay some pimple faced college grad with no experience 1/3 of what they paid him to take credit for it being stable. No bitterness but his job is officially kaput ON MY BIRTHDAY! WTF? We had a blast. Glenn is so happy. But now...we both have colds. With headaches. But we have great Halloween costumes.

Can't wait to see what is next....



Wednesday, September 12, 2007

No? Really? My first Vox...

No? Really? My first Vox post. I am..no longer...a voxvirgin. I have been de-vox-virginized! And I did it to myself....why does that sound wrong?



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