Thursday, December 28, 2006


Hello all! Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'm sure you're all having quite busy holidays. ANYWHO... This is Jingle (and Lily). She's the newest member of our family.

The rest of the animals are adjusting nicely, although Bonzai kitty is being a mega-bitch. Jingle is quite the silly kitten. She also purrs quite a bit and enjoys crawling under the covers or sleeping directly on your head at night.

Lily was absolutely thrilled to recieve her! Santa definitely came through for her and I'm definitely thinking that she's completely spoiled.
So yeah, that's the latest news on the home front. In other news, I will be on the school floor starting tomorrow. You can all cheer now. SO, come and see me and I can cut, curl, or color your hair. Woot.

Monday, December 25, 2006

Before the Christmas Chaos...

We just finished playing Santa. Here's our phat loot as of 12:13AM (MERRY CHRISTMAS!!). Post pictures coming in the morning.

Sunday, December 24, 2006


Well, we've technically got about an hour and a half before Christmas, but I figured tomorrow we'll be busy celebrating, so I wanted to wish all my readers a Merry Christmas!

We finally got a VERY excited Lily to bed around 10:00PM. This after many hugs and kisses and then us remembering that we forgot to put out milk and cookies for Santa (which this year we put out egg nog instead of milk), so that meant up again and then out with the cookies and then back to bed.

Santa is one lucky guy, this year. He gets fresh cookies from our house. We made (from scratch) sugar cookies in the shapes of ginger bread boys and girls, stockings, snowmen, candy canes and christmas trees. Casey made the frosting and while he and I frosted, Lily added sprinkles. Can you believe I haven't even had one cookie yet today? For some reason I have been anti-sweets today. Maybe it's because I'm gearing up for tomorrow?

In other news, I went to Christmas Eve mass this afternoon. First time since I was 14 (I'm 28 now). I didn't do it so much for me, but for Lily because she wanted to participate in the mass and who am I to pass up the opportunity for my kid to be a VERY CUTE angel (YouTube video coming soon)? She actually sang, and did the arm movements for the song and made me all weepy and proud. The actual mass was fine. Father Cam included the kids and allowed them to ask questions and talked to them directly. He's a great priest from what I could tell. I was just thrilled to see Lily actually paying attention and answering Fr. Cam's questions when he asked them. She says she enjoys mass. My mom thought it was a nice mass, too.

After mass, Mom and John came over and had a piece of cake and dropped off presents for Lily, Casey and me.

I'm excited and want to go to sleep. I really want christmas to be here because I can't WAIT for Lily to see the kitten we got her (although, it's not getting here until about 10AM, but that's okay with me...). I'm going to have to try and sleep in as much as possible. Maybe make her sleep a little more with me, cuddle, etc...

We have one more thing to wrap and then we have to bring all the stuff up. Tomorrow is going to be AWESOME!!!

Merry Christmas to all of my family!!! Merry Christmas to all my readers!! And may you all have a warm and fun Christmas!

Oh, PS Norad's Santa Tracker says he's around Atlanta, GA, so all you Georgians need to go to sleep!!!

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Christmas Angel

Lily's Christmas party is today and then tomorrow is the last day of school for 2006. I can't believe Christmas is so close!! It's amazing how quickly the time has gone by! It seems just like yesterday we were starting school up again. I guess that happens when you become an adult, though... time just goes by too quickly.

Well, in the spirit of the holiday's, here is Lily's Christmas Picture.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

More Assholes

This morning I woke up in a really good mood (and I'm still in a pretty good mood with the exception of the story I am about to tell). Lily and I danced around to Christmas tunes while I cleaned up the kitchen. We ate cereal, giggled and sang at the top of our lungs. Fun fun fun.

I got ready for work, kissed my family goodbye and headed out the door at 12:30 (was going to get to work early so I could chat and let Erica take off early). I walked out to my car and noticed the door slighly ajar. I opened it the rest of the way and there it was... Or rather, there it wasn't. My stereo, a Sony XPlode that I purchased when I got Alejandro, was missing. The dash was ripped open and up, the air conditioning knobs were off, and my stereo was gone. Fucking fabulous. I ran in the house, grabbed the phone and called the cops. I did the whole police report thing, he got out of his car and said it didn't look like a slim jim was used, but he couldn't really tell and that was that. Merry Christmas. (Note: the above pic is not from my car.)

So now, I'm out a $200 stereo (which was the purchase price a year ago) and I'm also out a Suzuki Piano Volume 1&2 CD, along with a handful of other CDs like my Romeo and Juliet soundtrack (the Baz Luhrman version), Pulp Fiction, The Animatrix, Imogen Heep "Speak for Yourself" amoung others. The ones I listed were the ones that I can remember having off the top of my head. Oddly enough, they didn't take the new Madonna CD... (I'm thinking they left that one on purpose and I'm kinda glad because I borrowed that one.)

I keep telling myself that it's just stuff. It can be replaced. Unfortunately, it's my stuff and I'm really pissed off because I have been making a point to lock my doors lately. Locking doors is a big deal for me because where I grew up in Kentucky, we never locked our car doors. In fact, whenever I go back to visit I never lock my car doors. It's hard for me to remember, but I remembered yesterday simply because of our trip to the mall yesterday evening.

SO yeah. If anyone can copy me any of those CDs I listed, that would be really cool. I'm also totally up for a car alarm if Santa so wants to bring one for me...

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Banana Man by Tally Hall

I heard these guys a couple of years ago. I think they're hella entertaining. Now, go watch the video.

Oh, Brother!

Lily and I were on our way home this afternoon and she says this to me: "Mommy, when I grow up I'm gonna marry Thomas and when he grows up he can marry me and we'll marry each other and then we'll have a baby brother." (Note: Thomas is the 1 year old son of my friend Mickie.)

I explain to her that when you love someone very much and you get married then you can make a baby, but it won't be a baby brother to you it will be your very own baby. Lily quietly contemplated this for a minute or two and then she says to me: "Mommy, you love Casey very much, right?" I answer that yes, I love him very much. She then says "Well, then you should make a baby!"

I laughed the rest of the way home.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

My brain hurts...

Today I learned two new things at school and my brain honestly hurts. Seriously folks, I have a migraine. I've discovered that the only days that I have head pain, though, are days that I do perms (which I am happy to say that I am pretty proficient at now, so yeah... need a perm, I'm your girl), so yeah.... Perm today = headache today.

My head also seems to be bursting at the seems with knowledge (which, coupled with a migraine makes not for a fun class for Jess), though, so no complaints there. Today I learned how to do two new things. The first, while I enjoy the look of it, I completely suck at (and have since brought home my mannequin to practice) is finger waves. I think that finger waves are truly awesome. They have an air of glamour to them and I actually saw two models in the new Aveda calendar with finger waves. They looked like movie starlets from the 1920's or 30's. Beautiful. Sexy. Glamourous. I really want to work hard on learning how to do these properly because I do think they look so beautiful. I forsee lots of practice and sticky, gel covered hands in my future, though.

The other thing I learned today was how to do foil highlights. Now, while I have not actually gone and done the foil highlights (will be doing that tomorrow), the method we were shown today seems to be the easiest method out there. I have to say, though, I feel a little intimidated by the thought of doing foil highlights on someone's whole head. Unfortunately, that's something I'll just have to overcome because that, my lovely blog readers, is where the money is. Money is now in color and color is where most stylists (or fashionistas as I like to call because the good ones go for a total look concept, not just hair by itself) earn the bulk of their cash these days.

Thankfully, I have a very active imagination and I tend to be on the creative side when it comes to color. My problem is that I have to overcome the fear of mising colors and taking risks with color. My teacher said this to us: "You're either a colorist or a color applicator. You can't be a colorist without taking risks." Yeah, I want to be a colorist.

So, for the month of December I'm trudging through my color classes. Occasionally kicking and screaming simply because it's hard and I hate doing stuff that's hard, but I look at it like this: I'm doing this for my own good. Right? Right! So, suck it up Jess, put a big smile on your face, have a tube of color and some developer and go have some fun. I just keep thinking of it like I'm an artist working on a very odd canvas and my color takes time to develope. Yeah.

See, I can still be optomistic! OH, and I definitely need some guinea pigs....

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Some people are just complete assholes.

This is a picture of Shadow sitting on Casey's lap taken back in July, just shortly after the parental units got him. Shadow is very much like our Jayne. He was a complete spaz, had to follow you and be with you at all times, and just seemed to love on you. Despite the fact that he didn't listen too well (which is something that Jayne suffered from during puppyhood), he was still this incredibly loveable dog that would get as close to you as possible just because he could never get close enough to be loved on.

This afternoon some asshole in a truck hit him and killed him. This asshole didn't even stop! The neighbor apparently saw it and said that there was an audible thwack (which makes me sick to my stomach) and that the asshole kept going. What kind of person hits a dog on a completely clear day and just keeps going?! WTF?! It's just not right. I'm going to miss you, puppy.

Friday, December 08, 2006

Gorillaz & Madonna LIVE

Sam Jackson as GOD!!

When I heard about this (and promptly came home and listened to an excerpt), the only phrase going through my head was "Let my mutha-f&%ing people go!" Much woot and love to Mr. Jackson. Note: the CD sounds pretty entertaining, too... Definitely moreso than Charleton Heston's version a few years ago. Not to mention better production values. I shouldn't comment too much, though, cuz he could set his NRA minions on me. Then again, maybe I'll put my faith in Sam Jackson.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Yep, I'm a geek...

Okay, while I have no problem admitting the fact that I am a geek, I do have a problem admitting the following. I like David Tennant as the 10th Doctor. Yes, okay, I watch Dr. Who! AND I LOVE IT!!! I am hopelessly addicted to it.

This isn't actually the first doctor I've seen. I watched the previous incarnations of the Doctor on our local PBS station back in high school. I found it amusing even though the cheese factor was incredibly high. It disappeared from the airwaves here, returning in a short two hour movie on Fox (which was utterly forgettable), disappeared again and then, a little over a year ago, Sci-Fi Channel (oh how I love the sci fi channel) brought it back with Christopher Eccleston playing The Doctor.

While I had enjoyed Dr. Who before, I was never really hooked. Now, I was hooked. I was looking up stuff on the internet, learning about the previous doctors, searching for Daleks (which if anyone is interested, there is a remote control one at, just do a search for radio control dalek). I enjoyed an entire season of Christopher Eccleston and then I heard rumblings that the Doctor would regenerate yet again. And who was to play the 10th regeneration? David Tennant. WHO THE FUCK IS DAVID TENNANT?! I searched and found out that it was the horrible "Barty Crouch Jr." from the last installation of the Harry Potter movies. Eww! Eww! EWWW! I juts pictured him with slick back hair, sticking his tongue out in a very reptilian manner. Yech! No! I will not like this doctor! Tennant bad Doctor! Not only that, but he was much to young!

And then I watched "The Christmas Invasion" (the very first full episode with Mr. Tennant). Okay, this guy is interesting. Hmmmm... Then, I watched more and more and more... AW CRAP! I LIKE HIM! It was more than just a like, by the way. I absolutely fell in love with the Doctor all over again. He was witty, vivacious, unpredictable and absolutely fun to watch. And the chemistry between him and Rose! Absolutely brilliant!

Ah, but now the BBC has pissed me off yet again. Rose Tyler, the Doctor's lovely andfun assistant (played by Billie Piper), is no longer on the show. In the season finale... well, I won't tell you what happens, but I'll tell ya this much. She doesn't die. I will also tell you that I cried like a baby. Pathetic, the amount of tissues I went through.

So yes, David Tennant, I love you. You're on my list.

Now, someone go buy me a remote control Dalek. Or a poster of Mr. Tennant in Who-garb would do just find. Or, Carrie since you're headed off across the pond, maybe you could sneak him back in your luggage?? ;-)

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

I just can't win today...

My hands smell like oil, I've cried like twice already and it's not even 8AM, and I'm supposed to be excited about getting a toaster for Christmas? If you think I'm going to be all like "OH MY GOSH!!! IT'S THE TOASTER I'VE ALWAYS WANTED!! I'M SO EXCITED!!!" You've definitely got another thing coming. Yes, thank you to the person who got us the toaster. It's a very nice toaster, much nicer than our old one, but I'm sorry... I can't get excited about a toaster.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Warm fuzzy feelings

We're into December now and I'm completely feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Tonight we put up our Christmas tree. We put up our multi-colored balls, tacky dangly ornaments, characters from the Rudolph movies (complete with Abominable Snow Man), an icicle-like Father Christmas and I sucked up putting on strands of icicles while treated to another year of the "Have you ever pulled an icicle from a dogs butt?" story by Casey. Yep, in our family, we don't talk about baby Jesus or stuff we want Santa to bring us for Christmas, we talk about pulling icicle strands from a dog's rear. And every year we laugh just as hard while imagining said dog.

The end product? A fun filled holiday evening that ends with whatever Christmas movie is on TV and a lighted Christmas tree to enjoy twinkling at us from the dining room.

This week I finish up my Christmas shopping for everyone and it's school as usual. Oh, and my "unbirthday" is also this week. Unbirthday = the day that I was officially/legally adopted by my parents.

I just feel cheery. I feel warm, fuzzy and kind of emotional. Here's Lily putting the Angel on our tree. I always get a little weepy whenever she puts it up. I don't know why. I remember my dad picking me up and letting me put the star on top of our tree. I love the fact that Casey shares the same thing with her. I love our family traditions. I love Christmastime.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Thursday, November 23, 2006

"...Captain Jack Sparrow."

My daughter said this: "Captain Jack Sparrow is a hottie."

Yes, Lily. Captain Jack Sparrow is a hottie.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Thursday, November 16, 2006


Lily says: "Mom! I know what trees are called when they don't have any leaves on them!"
I say: "Really? What's that?"
Lily says (rather yells quite loudly): "BUTT NAKED!!"
Insert me laughing here. "So, Lily, where'd you learn that?"
Lily says: "From one of my school friends."
Me: "One of your school friends, huh? Did this happen to come from a boy?"
Lily: "Yeah."
While giggling, I couldn't help but think that this is what we're paying tuition for. ;-)

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Brought to you by....

Today's Blog is brought to you by something Japanese.

Because Thanksgiving is only a week away...

My mom informed me that Thanksgiving is next week. NEXT WEEK!!! I seriously thought I had a couple of weeks before Thanksgiving. Color me completely unprepared. Normally by now I have the turkey and have a general idea of what's going on. This year, not so much. I do, however, know that we are spending the holiday with Casey's family. Woot. Oh, and we're making a turkey as usual.

AND in honor of the gloriousness that is our turkey, I blog to you the recipe. Ladies and gentlement, the best turkey ever... PUERTO RICAN TURKEY!!

This is THE BEST TURKEY ever made. It is very juicy and is just absolutely fabulous. You should all try this out. Oh, and thanks to my cousin Juancho for passing on the recipe.

1 turkey (thawed)
1/4 cup Adobo Goya con pimienta
1/4 cup Adobo Goya sin pimienta (NOTE: Goya is the brand)
1/4 cup Garlic Powder
1/4 cup Oregano
1 orange


Wash the thawed turkey well with water and then with the juice of an orange (translation: cut the orange in half and then squeeze it over the turkey while rubbing the juice on it). With a sharp, pointy knife poke deep holes all over the turkey (make sure you squeeze a little of the orange juice into the holes).

In a seperate mixing bowl, mix all your spices together. Place the turkey in the tray where you will cook it and then apply the spices to the turkey (it's best to do this by hand). Make sure you get spices in EVERY SINGLE HOLE you poked! Also, apply spices to the inside of the turkey.

Cover the turkey with tin foil and let it marinade for AT LEAST two days.

When you go to cook the turkey, preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Add 1 cup of water to the turkey tray and then cook, covered, for 4 hours or until done (cook time depends on turkey size).

THE MOST IMPORTANT PART: Every 30 minutes remove the turkey from the oven, uncover and get some of the juice from the bottom of the tray and squirt it over the turkey (those giant dropper things work really really well). The idea is to keep the skin of the turkey moist with the juices that has all of the flavour. When the turkey is done, take it out and carve it up, seperating the dark and white meat. Take some of the juice left over in the pan and put it on the pieces you cut. This is especially handy on the white meat. It makes for a very moist and tasty turkey.

Now, go and enjoy!!

Monday, November 13, 2006

Fun with Rogers and Hammerstein

Ladies, Gentlemen and of course Robots... Gwen Stefani's new video.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Confronting Mortality

Most kids do this when their grandparents die. I, being absolutely true to my procrastinating nature, did not confront mortality until Sunday morning. For those of you who don't know the story my mother went to the emergency room on Sunday morning. The right side of her face was swollen and numb (somewhat paralyzed). Insert panicking Jess here. I instantly was thinking stroke and with good reason. My mom suffers from insanely high blood pressure.

Thankfully, it wasn't a stroke, but I will get to that in a minute.

Casey got me to the hospital (he didn't let me drive, which is probably a very good thing), wrangled Lily while I sat my butt down next to my mom and didn't move until they took her for a cat scan. I think I was more worried and scared than my Mom was.

It turns out she has something called Bell's Palsy. The short explanation: a nerve in her face went to sleep due increased pressure from a cold and ear infection she had been suffering from. The doctor put her on some prednisone, did a cat scan and took some x-rays just to make sure it wasn't a stroke and we were discharged. Mom followed up with her family physician this morning.

I know she's going to be fine, but I can't help but worry. My mom has not been sick like this... ever. I can't ever remember my mom being so sick she had to go to the ER. The strange thing is, I had a short conversation with Casey not so long ago about how I thought I should prepare myself for something like this. That my mom is getting older and while she does keep herself in excellent condition, she is still more prone to problems than she used to be. Did I handle it? No, I cried. I cried and cried and cried. I'm not ready for my parents to be old. I don't want my parents to die. Why couldn't I have dealt with mortality issues when I was younger? I'm 28 years old and I'm sitting here crying over the fact that my parents will eventually die one day! I feel incredibly ridiculous about it and I realize that it's something that I have to accept and yet I'm still upset. It doesn't make any sense to me.

Casey asked me this morning if I was going to be okay. I told him that I was going to be fine. I honestly think I need another good cry or two and I need to have a serious talk with not only my mom but my dad as well. Mom has been dropping subtle hints about where stuff is (like where she keeps her safety deposit key so I can get to her will, etc) and what type of funeral service she wants and to please keep the antique silver tea set as it is a family heirloom (which I naturally joke about Antique's Roadshow about), along with the Yladro statue. Dad, however, I have no about what he wants done. Does he want to be buried, creamated, where's the will, etc. My parents are getting older and I think it would be smart to prepare myself. Now, if I can only do it without crying my eyes out. Or maybe I should cry now so I don't do so much when it actually happens...

I don't know. I'm confused and scared about the whole parental death thing and I really don't want to think about it... but I can't help but think about it and that makes no sense to me. Ugh. Stop thinking, brain!

Friday, November 03, 2006

Lily Allen

This would be Lily Allen, the song is LDN. Enjoy!

Pumpkin Guts

I wanted to post this picture simply because of the look on Lily's face. That's utter disgust, folks. Lily definitely doesn't like getting her hands dirty, let alone covered in pumpkin guts. We finally managed to get her to get most of the guts out (with some help of course).

Post Halloween Update

Well, we're all overdosed on sugar yet we're very tired. Trick or Treating was fun yet freezing but I did get to thank our local Fox news weather guy for the fact that it didn't rain (somehow I don't think he really had anything to do with it, but we all yell at the weather man when the weather sucks so I might as well thank him when it's nicer than it should be outside).

Lily was Hermione Granger from the Harry Potter series. She looked very cute with her unruly hair, Hogwarts Robes and want. She also scored a pair of fake vampire teeth at the school Halloween party and wanted to wear those around, so I let her trick or treat to a few houses with those in. It was kinda funny. I had curled her hair the morning of the party (because Hermione has curly hair and "Mommy, I want curly hair!") but by the bewitching hours (aka trick or treat time), the curl was gone and it looked more unruly and wavy than anything. I think that's okay, though, because it was like first year Hermione rather than the latest version of Hermione that is growing up way to fast (as I'm sure her parents would agree).

I'll be putting up some other pictures today from the great pumpkin carving of 2006. Yeah. Fun. Nuff said. But for now, I must get Lily to school for today is a mass day.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Ghosties Night

My friends and I used to have this tradition called Ghosties Night. We rent a bunch of scary movies the weekend before Halloween and watch them. We have done this since our sophomore year in high school. It's a fun little tradition that we enjoy. It gives us an excuse to hang out, order pizza and eat junk food to excess. This year I decided that Lily was ready for her own Ghosties Night. I netflixed a couple of kiddie halloween movies (The Worst Witch and Nightmare Before Christmas) and told Lily that she could invite a couple of friends over. I also made sure to tell the girls that they could come over in pajamas or costumes because when we did ghosties night we normally did it in PJs.

The girls came over (there were 4 total including Lily) and the festivities began. I made sure everyone had pizza and everyone had something to drink, put in a movie and the giggling began. Then the jumping. Soon followed by "OOH! Look! A kitty!" Mickie and I had to rescue Bonzai several times, eventually locking her in the computer room with Casey and Jason. The men we allowed to escape so much girly-ness.

The girls were quite nice and did listen pretty decently. They weren't quite what I expected though. Unlike Lily, who has an attention span by herself, you get a gaggle of girls together and the attention span goes out the window. We eventually got them to calm down with a half an hour to go and sat them down to watch Nightmare Before Christmas (which went over conciderably better than "The Worst Witch").

So yeah, it was an interesting evening, but I don't think I'm quite ready to do it again any time soon. My decorating rocked, though. I think Casey was just as impressed with my bubbling cauldrons as the girls were. It was basically a little plastic cauldron that I got at Walmart for $0.88 and then I put some dry ice in it, filled it half way with water and wha-la! Bubbling cauldron. Even my dad thought it was cool.

Oh, by the way, the picture at the top is actually one that I took of one of the cauldrons. I thought it was awesomely spooky.

Happy Halloween!!!

Monday, October 23, 2006

Absinthe Minded

I tried Absinthe (the bottle to the left is the exact stuff that we drank, click on the Absinthe linkey thing to see the stats, etc... on what we drank) over the weekend. There were two bottles at a Halloween Party I went to. It tasted like liquid pepper and it felt like there were little bits of the skin on my lips were coming off (turned out that wasn't the case, it was just my lipstick...what's that say about the stuff that I was drinking, though???).

I didn't see any hallucinations, but I did get rather light headed rather quickly. You drank the shot, and you could feel exactly where it was in your stomach. The five of us who actually did a shot were milling around, clutching our stomachs for a few minutes and then the light headedness kicked in. I'm rather disappointed that I didn't see Kylie Minogue in a green fairy get-up, but at least I can say that I finally got to try absinthe without having to take a month to brew my own and I didn't even have to waste my own money on the horribleness that it was. (Although, I have since read reviews of the stuff I drank and it got some pretty awful reviews.) OH, and I did have some rather wicked dreams when I went to sleep that night.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

oh geez, not me too...

Not to be gross but I'm typing this in between trips to the bathroom. Whatever maladie that befell Lily over the weekend, I'm thinking I have a lighter version. Ugh.... Luckily for me, I made some chicken noodle soup last night for dinner, so I have that to aid in the feeling better process.

I'm so proud of myself about the soup thing, too. Sure, it's basically cut chicken up, boil in pot, add veggies and salt, but the thing is... My cooking continues to amaze and inspire me to try new things. Next time I do the soup thing, I'm going to experiment with making my own noodles. The thing is, while I seem to enjoy cooking when I do it, I find it hard to get over the hump of "Well, that's easy enough, why don't I just make that for dinner..." There aren't very many times when I actually want to cook. It's almost like I don't like to do it, but then I get in there and it's like "OOH! I bet if I add this, it will taste even better...."

And thus, Jess and Matt's barbeque ranch chicken was born. (Well, that was actually born because we were hungry and I had chicken, barbeque sauce, ranch dressing, and various other spices in the kitchen area at the time and that was all I had.) Whoddathunk that something so.... pink would be so tasty?

I'm kind of disappointed, though. While Lily and I chowed down on the soup, Casey passed. He claim that he just wasn't feeling good, and he really hasn't been feeling good for about a week or so now, but still... CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP DUDE!!! It's supposed to help with the feeling better! Oh well, I'll just make sure I save him some.

Not much else to report. And, I'm happy to report that I made it through the last two paragraphs sans "bio break."

Monday, October 16, 2006

Weekend Update

While we actually slept much better both Saturday night and Sunday night, Lily is still not feeling up to par. She is still running a slight fever and despite keeping her in tylenol, she is still not acting like herself. So, the decision was made last night to keep her home today.

This morning has been filled with animal crackers, the last of the apple juice, and lots of cuddling. Oh, and lots of Animal Planet.

She has decided she wants toast, so we're going to go make some now.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

The exact opposite of romance.

Last night was not fun. In fact, last night was the exact opposite of fun. Last night was supposed to be fun, but quickly turned the opposite.

Lily had been complaining of a stomach ache since she woke up Friday morning. She, however, wanted to go to school, because she didn't want to miss picture day. That, coupled with the fact she wanted me to make her hair "curly" (curled with a curling iron), was just too much to keep her home. The day progressed normally, she came home and then Jed called. He wanted to know if I could watch his kids overnight. Not a problem. They're older, more self sufficient, it's all good. Lily was excited about this, too. It would be her first co-ed sleep over!

Well, things didn't go quite as planned. Around 7:30, Lily decided that she was going to throw up and that was exactly what she did. She threw up several times (and it was incredibly rancid....ew ew ew ew ew), and finally fell asleep on my lap in the bathroom. I called Jed, let him know the situation. I told him Lily would probably sleep through the night and if he needed me to, the kids could still come over but I didn't think spending the night would be wise.

He agreed and thankfully, he decided to make other plans for the kids. Thanks for being cool Jedlipuff.

Lily, however, wasn't finished. Between 9:30 and 4:30, she threw up no less than 7 times, had horribly bad diarrea that led to three baths (all between the hours of midnight and 3AM) and three sheet changes on the bed. One particularly bad time, around 1:30, I had to get Casey up to help me. I had him go downstairs with Lily and sit with her while I cleaned up the mess in the bedroom. Casey was so groggy and asleep that he had to not only ask me three times last night what he was doing (while I was W I D E awake), but he also asked me what I had him do last night because he couldn't remember anything.

I finally managed to squeeze in about an hour and a half of sleep only to hear the alarm clock going off at 6:00AM. Not fun. I managed to fall back asleep and then woke up at 9:30 when Heather called to inform me that it was perfectly okay for me to come in at 1PM instead of noon. I said "Thanks, now if you don't mind, I'd like to go back to sleep."

Which, naturally, I didn't. I got up, started doing laundry, dishes and trying to clean the house to at least a liveable stage.

Now, I've got to get ready for work and make myself presentable and I can't find any clean black pants as they were in a pile next to the bed that got thrown up on. Oh well, looks like it's jeans for me today!

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Ah, the Romance...

My sister in law kissed her hubby 10 years ago today and as I was reading her post, it got me thinking about Casey and me and our first kiss. Can you believe that Casey and my first kiss was actually two years before Carrie and her hubby? I can still remember laughing hysterically when Carrie announced to a room full of Alltold-ees (Alltold was the high school newspaper we were both on. She was a senior, I was a sophomore.) "If I ever hear anything about my brother, I know SHE'LL be involved." I remember thinking how silly and slightly accusatory that sounded. Seriously, I fell flat on my butt I was laughing so hard.

Then again, back then I would laugh at the mere mention of fabric softner.

Back to the story.

Casey's and my first kiss... I'm not quite sure what month it was. It was either September or October. I'm almost positive it was at the beginning of October, but I could be wrong. The important thing to me is not the date, but that I actually remember it.

I somehow managed to convince Casey to join the Spellbowl team. Back then, the Mishawaka High School Spell Bowl team were what you could call academic miscreants. We were trouble makers. Our practices would go on for hours not just because we'd stop to watch Pinky and the Brain first, but because Mrs. Fisher (our fearless coach/advisor) would have to calm us down long enough to sit still and go over spelling words. Casey was my first boyfriend in high school (this is the part where you either gag yourself or go "awwwwww....."). Naturally, we did all the cute and slightly disgusting things that high school couples do. We held hands, we threw french fries at each other, we had Carrie take us to All Stars. Wait, no, we didn't go to All Stars, we went to the library. YEAH... WE WENT TO THE LIBRARY.

Any time we could be together, we would be together. I wrote him twenty notes a day, he quoted Sting lyrics at me. It was romantic.

Finally, time came for the competition. This meant we got to sit next to each other in the van all the way to the competition and on the way back from the competition. No parents in the van, just us... and the rest of the team (which were basically all of our friends).

We didn't do that great at the competition but we didn't particularly care. We had fun. Afterwards, we went to pizza hut and tried our hardest to make each other spew. Casey and I picked songs out of the juke box while holding hands. And then, it was time to head back to school to meet up with our parents.

Since Casey lived just a few houses away from the school, Mrs. Fisher said that it would be no problem to drop him off. So, we stopped in front of Casey's house, the team was distracted and Casey and I were sheepishly looking at each others' shoes and......


The kiss was so fast it left us both seeing stars. Not because it was a great kiss, but simply because we head-butted each other so hard that the people in the row in front of us heard the crack of our heads and asked us if we were okay. Casey jumped out of the van at a speed I didn't know he was capable of and I was left sitting in the back seat, rubbing my head but at the same time with a big, sheepish grin on my now completely red face.

So yeah, that's our first kiss. Thankfully, we've both gotten a lot better at it since then. I miss my husband at the moment....

Monday, October 09, 2006

Today's Forecast...

..Well, I can see. I can see everything. I can read stuff far away, I can read stuff close up (close up was never the problem though), but I'm still getting what I can only describe as a slight glare on those bright (and white) surfaces.

Anothe rside effect I am experiencing post lasik are these neat halos surrounded by rainbow starburst type thingeys. The closest thing I can come up with is lens flare. It's very fun, but driving with them coming off every single light is frustrating. So much so that I actually wore sunglasses to take Lily to school this morning to cut down on the effect. The full moon the other night was absolutely gorgeous, though.

So yeah, I'm doing really well and enjoying the fact that I can see. I don't like to stare at the computer screen for too long because my eyes get very tired very quickly. When I can actually sit here and type for more than 10 minutes at a time, I'll tell ya'll about the entire procedure. There was no pain, just pressure during the procedure and then afterwards, I came home, took a sleeping pill and while waiting for it to kick in, it kind of felt like I had sand kicked into my eyes (which was VERY uncomfortable and my eyes were watering like crazy). I fell asleep rather quickly though, and ended up being asleep from about 12:30PM until 9:30PM, at which time I woke up, had an apple, and then went back to sleep.

I'm still tired, by the way, but I think that has something to do with the fact that somewhere along the lines I picked up a cold (I'm blaming Shannon on that one).

SO yes, I'm fine and I recommend lasik to anyone.

Thursday, October 05, 2006


Less than 48 hours to go and already the sleeplessness is setting in. That could also do with the fact that I had a nap this afternoon, though.

In any case, I have been told to report to the Boling Laser Center in Mishawaka at 8:40AM on Friday. The funny thing is, I'm more nervous about swallowing pills than I am the surgery. I've never been good with pills and as long as there was a liquid form of whatever, that's what I'd take. So now, I'm kind of trying to train myself to swallow pills in less than 2 days. Tomorrow I will have a steady diet of peas and corn. I tried peanuts this evening, but those didn't work so well.

I'll probably post tomorrow, but no guarentees. If I don't, you'll have to wait until probably Sunday or even Monday for my post-lasik post. I definitely won't be posting saturday as I won't be allowed to read or doing anything too eye intensive. I can, however, watch TV and movies, so feel free to send me some TV or movie recommendations.


Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Laser eyes

Yesterday was the pre-op thingey for the lasik. Fun fun fun. Two hours of having my eyes looked at, dilated, numbed, poked once but I didn't feel it because I was numb, and then going home, laughing at the fact that I couldn't focus on things close up (interesting side-effect for a 24 hour dilation which still hasn't quite worn off... my eyes are still freakin' huge) and trying not to puke from straining to see.

Yep, interesting day.

In other news, the surgery has been pushed up to friday. I will be given valium (I'm practicing swallowing M & M's whole) and should be relatively relaxed. The laser is little more than a cool, pulsating light. I should only feel a slight pressure according to everyone and there is a 78% chance that I will see 20/20 or better 15 minutes after the surger and the within 24 hours that statistic will climb to 98% see 20/16 or better. Yes, that's good. That's amazing.

And stuff.

So yeah, wish me luck... the anxiety is starting to set in. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take 500mg of Vitamin C.

Sunday, October 01, 2006


Sum up of stuff going on (because I'm not feeling particularly creative but I am feeling particularly neglectful of my blog and since I know my family gets it's good gossip from this thing, yeah...)

1) Cappuchino mornings have started again. I like cappuchino mornings. I get up, have a bath, get dressed, make myself a cappuchino (complete with whip cream... I forgot how decadent whip cream can make one feel...). That means that it is fall.

It has been fall for a while here in Northern Indiana, though. A few weeks ago I noticed leaves falling from the trees but yesterday I really noticed the colors changing. All of the reds and golds and so incredible! Nature is so amazing!

2) On Oct. 16 I get to run around singing "I've got laser eyes!" Why would I pick Oct. 16 to do this as opposed to any other day? Well, that would be because I'm getting lasik surgery done. So, I really will have laser eyes. I've been thinking about it for several months and I finally decided that it was time to just jump. What set me over was about a week ago my glasses fell on the floor sometime during the night (thank you Bonzai for knocking them off the night stand) and when I woke up in the morning I could not find them. Seriously, I spent a good ten minutes getting very frustrated and upset before I actually found them. I decided that I just really don't want to live that way and since my dad had offered to pay for it I decided to take him up on the offer. Tomorrow I go in to have them map my eyeball and then the 16th is the actual surgery and then on the 17th I'll wake up and I will be able to see fine and dandy. Brilliant.


This is all. You may go about your day.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Licking Pauly Shore

Pauly Shore is going to be in town tomorrow. I am bound and determined to lick the side of his face. There's actually a good chance this will be accomplished since Jed is lining up an interview with him for Liquid (or Lick-Quid as the case may be... I lick Mr. Shore, I get a Quid from Jed).

My job rocks.

Pauly Shore is awesome.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Monday, September 18, 2006

Christmas list: My Two front teeth...

Lily finally lost the other top tooth. FINALLY!!! It's been hanging on by a mere thread for several days and it has been grossing us out for a while. We finally talked her into letting us pull it while on a break from Casey practicing parallel parking with truck and trailer (yeah...not gonna blog about that). In any case, we coerced, begged, pleaded, bribed and even one of the head honcho's at Majority (one of the Mr. Slagel...sorry if I butchered the spelling) was trying to encourage her. Finally got fed up and said "Yeah, we're pulling it." And while attempting not to laugh (which I was really nervous so I was laughing quite a bit which made Lily laugh and pulling a tooth while laughing is not an easy task), pulled the tooth.

So here she is, Ms. Toothless Seven Year Old. She's also sporting new blue glasses that she picked out by herself. The dogs kinda mauled her glasses over the weekend. Thankfully, she was due for a new prescription in October, but with all the Jeep stuff going it could really have come at a better time. Oh well, a month ahead of time isn't too horrible.

In other news, the Jeep should be fixed in 2 weeks. This is as long as they don't find any more problems one they start tearing the bitch down. We'll see. The guy at the body shop said that it looked like the wheel absorbed most of the impact, so I guess that's a good thing for the Jeep. There is definitely a bent wheel axle, though. It definitely could have been worse.

I'll try and update more when I'm not feeling like the walking dead.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Ah.... Crap!

1) I am suffering from "little boy hair" syndrome. It's the phase between cutting your hair short and growing it out. It really sucks.

2) Lily copied one of Casey's sillier phrases last night and it left us in stitches (Carrie, you should recognize this one seeing as how he's YOUR brother) and disturbed us at the same time: "Aw yeah! Now that's what I'M talkin' 'bout!"

3) Best knock knock joke ever by a 7 year old:

Lily: Knock Knock
Me: Who's there?
Lily: Spaghetti!
Me: Spaghetti who?
Lily: Dude, spaghetti doesn't talk!

4) Lily is mastering sarcasm and has the ability to mimic my tank girl-esque "What?!"

5) We still don't know what's up with Casey's jeep, but the lady was definitely uninsured. Whoo hoo! $300 deductible as opposed to $1000 deductible! Yeah!

6) I still cannot find my dustpan.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Puss and Boot

My kitty is cute. My husband's computer chair needs help. Nuff said.

The Short Version of the Long of It...

Okay, just to update everyone on what's been going on at the homefront because I haven't posted any of the "scandelous" doings due to not quite knowing what the outcome was going to be until recently. Here goes... Note: this is just the short version. Details will be given if you ask. It's just too much to write in the little time that I have this morning.

1) I am transfering beauty schools. There have been a great many things going on at Michiana Beauty College that have not been good. I tried to keep my nose out of it for a while, but when a school that I supposed to be being educated at blatantly regards the state law as far as cosmetology is concerned and then offers up nothing but excuses as to why problems have not been corrected... Yeah, I have a big problem with that. There is also the fact that the school is losing their accreditation. Financial aid was going to be going away as of October 1 and we would all have to pay lots of money to the school. Financial aid was one of the main factors for me choosing the school. Student loans have helped Casey and me afford this endeavor. With that ending, why not transfer to a cheaper school with none of the problems?

I start Premier College of Cosmetology on November 14th. I'm incredibly excited about this and I should graduate only a month later than originally anticipated. It's been a while since I was really excited about school (too much drama!!), so I'm looking at this as a good thing. Until school starts, however, I will be going back to work. I will be working with my friend Jed again doing the whole advertising thing for Liquid Magazine.

Liquid, for those of you who don't live in Northern Indiana, is a local zine that covers music, art, etc. It's young, fun, and I'm looking forward to getting my official promoting chops rather than just at a school newspaper. That, and Jed and I always have a blast working together. It's more like hanging out with a friend and calling up random strangers than work. Also, what other job cares if you come into the office wearing your pajamas? Not that I'd actually go out in public in pajamas, but yeah...

2) Friday, Sept. 8th, Casey's Jeep got wrecked. A woman ran a red light and hit him. He is perfectly fine, but we are down to one vehicle. This comes a week after we were down one vehicle due to starter problems on Alejandro. Luckily, Alejandro was repaired and is now a happy neon. The Jeep, however, is currently not driveable. If you look at it, it looks like the drivers side rear tire was smushed in and it now sits askew, tilted in toward the vehicle. There is also some body damage on the back and the back door doesn't quite work properly.

I'm just thankful that Casey is okay and he wasn't hurt.

Saturday, the day after the accident, we got on the phone and attempted to get a hold of the woman's insurance agency. They had no record of her whatsoever. Monday, after much time on the phone with our insurance company, we decided it would be best to proceed as if the woman has no insurance. Both myself and the insurance agent got the same feeling after not being able to find this woman and speaking with the towing company that took her car (she had a relatively cheap, piece of crap car). We have a rental car lined up for Casey and the adjuster should be out relatively soon (in the next day or two) to take some more pictures of the car.

There is a chance, however, that they total it out. Jason, a mechanic friend of ours, said that it looked like there was frame damage. He wasn't sure how extensive it was, but he said it didn't look good. We're crossing our fingers that's not the case, but if it is we have a major decision to make. Our options look like this:

1) Hold off getting anything at all because Casey will be getting a company truck soon. Pocket any money we get, save for future.

2) Buy Casey a new vehicle. Seeing as how the Jeep is pretty new, we should get a decent amount of cash for it.

3) Fix up Casey's white truck with insurance money, then when he gets his truck look at the possibility of purchasing a small suv (I wouldn't shake my fist at a Grand Cherokee or a Rav4 or even an Element or Vue), trading in the truck and the neon when he gets the truck.

4) Fix up the truck, pocket the rest of the money for later date.

So yeah. I'm thinking 1 and 4 are the smarter financial options.

I think that covers everything that has been happening. So yeah, now you know what's up in our world .

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Something fun...

My friend Jed, via his local rag, Liquid Magazine, has hooked me up with a friend of his Tara, who is shooting a very low budget independent film of the sci-fi variety. So, I finally get to put my mad hair skillz to use. I haven't read the script yet, but I want to work on the project anyway simply because it sounds like fun. That and I get to meet new people and I always love meeting new people.

In other news, I'm thinking of doing this wednesday night trivia thing at Truman's (local gay bar). I just need to find a partner for it. I've been in quite a sociable mood lately. I'm thinking I'm definitely getting back to my Jess-Social-Butterfly roots. Casey has also been matching my sociable mood and wanting to get out of the house more and that makes me think that the two of us are finally coming out of this little funk that we've been in for a while. Just in time for cold weather, too!

I thought bears were supposed to hibernate during the winter??

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Yep, it's definitely fall...

The following blog is brought to you by the Notre Dame vs. Georgia Tech football game:

"Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!"



"OOOOOHHH!!!! Owch!"

"Move! Move! Move! D'OH!!!!"

"Jess! Hey Jess! Come check out this 43 yard pass!"

No thanks, baby. I'm more than content sitting here at the computer trying to ignore the silliness. Now, what's worse? The fact that I now have to deal with him screaming at the television on a regular basis or the fact that he's playing EverQuest again?

Monday, August 28, 2006

The kid is alright.

I figured I'd throw up some Lily updates, seeing as it's been a while. I plan on putting up some Casey updates as well, but won't get to that until later this afternoon, probably.

Lily enjoyed school a lot. She came home from her first day announcing that "First grade is awesome!" and that "Corpus Christi is so much fun!" Cute stuff. I'm happy that she is enjoying it, but the past two schoo days she has been trying to convince me of two things. The first is that her teacher told her that she was not allowed to wear pants. I can kind of see where that comes from because it was very hot on Friday (muggy more than hot, making it slightly uncomfortable) and her teacher probably wanted them to wear shorts to make life a little more bearable (there's only window units as far as AC is concerned). The second thing she's trying to convince me of is that she is not allowed to have cookies or chips in her lunch. This one annoys me a bit more and I will probably ask the teacher about that this evening at the open house, but I'm guessing this stems from the fact that Lily doesn't always finish eatting her sandwich at lunch and in the past has been known to bypass it all together. The teacher probably saw her putting away a half eatten sandwich and told her that she needed to eat it all before eatting any cookies or anything. Personally, knowing Lily's eatting habits, would rather have her eat whatever as long as she eats something. Also, Lily is not allowed to have any kind of snack at home until she finishes all of her lunch, whether it be a couple of cookies she didn't finish or half a sandwich that is still sitting in there. Why waste a snack when there is still food left to be eatten?

Lily has also made a friend. Her name is Katie. She is small, blonde and blue eyed just like Lily and they have pretty much the same hair cut. They were standing next to each other when I picked Lily up on Friday and instantly Lily asked if Katie could come over. I said I would have to meet her mother first and then and only then would we set up a play date. Lily keeps asking me when I'm going to meet the mama now. It's partially cute and partially agrivating.

Lily has also starting watching "vintage" cartoons. Her current favourite is Tom & Jerry. She'll watch them during breakfast and laugh hysterically at them. My thoughts on the matter: at least it's not pokemon. Thankfully, she can't stand pokemon.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

First Day of School

The first day of school is really beginning to become old hat for Lily. This photo I managed to snap as she was off and literally running for the school door, but not before turning around and yelling "C'mon Mom! We're gonna be late! Hurry up!" at me. Naturally, after Lily being in some form of school for three years, I still tear up the minute she leaves my sight. I'm thinking I'm going to end up being one of those mom's who suffers from Empty Nest Syndrome. Although, our current line of thinking is that Lily will go from Corpus Christi to St. Joseph High School to Notre Dame. That would definitely keep her close to Mommy.

Lily has been wanting to go to school for over a week now. She has been asking me daily if she could wear her new uniform and new Hello Kitty shoes. The answer, until this morning, has been a resounding no. This morning, however... I don't think I have ever seen her this excited to put on clothes.

She has two different uniforms. The first is navy blue pants with a white polo shirt. The second is the green plaid jumper with white shirt. She chose the green plaid jumper. I was kind of glad she did because I have been really looking forward to seeing how cute she is in it. When I went to Christ the King our uniforms were never this cute.

Naturally, Lily was the only kid in class with the jumper. I'm not worried, though. She has always done her own thing and a lot like me, doesn't seem to care what anyone else thinks. She'll make new friends today, come home with stories about her teacher, and tell me all about her first day.

Tomorrow, she'll get up, put her navy shorts on, white polo shirt, sketchers, and off we'll go.

So, school is back in session and life is getting back to I guess what can be considered normal. It might take a week or two to get back into the swing of things, but I think we'll be fine. It's just another busy day in our busy lives. I'm really enjoying it.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Making long of the short of it...

So, I had my extensions put in today and I can honestly say OWWWWWWW!!!!! Michelle, one of my fabulous classmates, took the time to take my short little hair and braid (yes BRAID) in tracks and then sewed in the extensions. The final result:

Very Natural... Well, with the exception of the bright pink highlights (which conveniently match my nail polish). My scalp is throbbing (which will hopefully go away), but I look fabulous. I feel fabulous, too. So fabulous, I bought Michelle lunch.

The style is a natural layered style (which I have pulled back with a headbad at the moment), that ends just above the middle of my back. Everyone was commenting on how incredibly cute and awesome I look and they're also taking bets to see how long I actually leave 'em in my hair.

So, what did it look like while it was being done? Here ya go:

The tiny track.

Half way done.

Fashionista Update...

It's been a while since I tried something new, so I figured I would do just that. I ended up coming up with a very "demented" french manicure. Instead of the standard light pink nails with white tip I went with this:

In case you can't see very well, the colors are obnoxiously bright pink with black (yes BLACK) tips. As I stated before, a demented french manicure. Brilliant, non?

Today I get to be extension guinea pig in class. Michelle will be putting in my extensions today. This should be fun. I'll make sure and take my camera to school so y'all can see the craziness.

Stay tuned... it's gonna be an interesting day.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

My Idea on how to save gas...

Okay, so I realize that this particular idea isn't the best one that I've had, but in some weird way it kind of works. Well, at least it will work for a month or two more and then it'll be time to park this bad boy in the garage (or, if I actually get one, I'll be aiming for a nice cozy spot in front of the heating vent in the dining room... we can use it as a turkey stand for thanksgiving or something... yeah!).

I'm talking NINJA baby! Now, everyone is probably saying "Jess, you really don't need a motorcycle." And yes, it's true, I don't need one but this one is just sooooo pretty? Do you by that excuse? Of course you don't. The truth of the matter is that I pretty much grew up around motorcycles. In fact, I got a motor scooter when I was 12 (still have it, it's sitting in my garage collecting dust). My dad thinks I should start off with something like a Honda Rebel, but me... I'm all about the Ninja. It's not like I want some 1200cc monstrocity. No, I want the one pictured above, which is only 250cc's. Any insurance company that deals with motorcycles will tell you that it's "not considered a sportsbike until it surpasses 600ccs." So, yeah... I still get the zoom zoom of a Ninja without the cost of the sportsbike insurance.

My whole argument pro Ninja is the simple fact that it gets just under 70 miles to a gallon. Sure, I could get a Toyota Corolla that gets 40 highway, but here's point number two: Price tag. $13,000 versus $3000. Which would you rather pay? And if I can find one used, all the better.

So yes, Ninja. Ninja good. (which has no afflilation with Kawasaki Ninja what so ever, but still fun nonetheless and the theme song is catchy as all get up). Oh, and when you're done with that check out

Now go, enrich your lives with lots of silliness.

Playing Tooth Fairy

Lily lost another tooth yesterday evening. I haven't taken a picture of it yet, but the loss of this tooth means that she has now lost the two front bottom teeth and the two right next to those (basically the first four teeth on the bottom).

Her two bottom teeth are coming in quite nicely and I'm hoping that the loss of this tooth also means that the bottom one that was coming in will have room to straighten out. I don't speak that much about her biological father, but I'm hoping she is blessed with his teeth and not mine because I had the worst teeth growing up. Seriously, folks, I was the reason braces were invented. You could fit a your pinky finger in sideways in the gap between my front teeth when I was Lily's age.

Lily also has one top tooth that has come in, but the other one shows no signs of cutting through, yet. I don't know if I should be worried about that or not. For the time being I've decided to just let it be. I didn't have my two front teeth until well into second grade.

Well, I'm off. I want to load my car with school gear before it gets insanely hot outside.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

"Elf in Training"

So, here are two pictures from my first attempt at shooting my bow. (Cabela's pictures to come soon, I promise!) Casey says I'm an elf in training.

I have found two potential names for my bow (both Elvish, which Casey giggled at me, but it deserves an elvish name methinks): Faelwen, which means justice, and Siladhiel which means the shining one. I'm also kind of partial to Caladwen, which means Light. Bow of Light. It just sounds cool. Hee hee. ANYWHO... on with the pictures.

Notice the wonderful red spot on my arm just past my guard. That's what happens when you get distracted and the bow string smacks your arm. It is now purple and three days later it still hurts! YEOWCH!

Sunday, July 23, 2006

My new toy.

This is me with my new toy taken when we got home from Cabela's (neat photos to be posted tomorrow). I haven't decided on a name for my bow yet (I'm thinking it should be something elvish), but I did get a nifty archery glove, a Cabela's hat, a nifty quiver that I can sling on my back if I find a strap for it and a long sleeved tee shirt that would give Bob's shirt a run for his money.

Yep, I'm officially a Cabela's wife. Although, my criteria for bow and arrows was as follows:

The bow must be black and an easy draw (not too much weight cuz I'm a wuss) and the arrows had to be pretty. I chose red and black arrows to go with my bow. Apparently, they're just a tad better than Casey's too. Hee hee.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Weekend in Review

I looked up the word review on the "wikitionary" and this is one of the definitions it gave:

" An account intended as a critical evaluation of a text or a piece of work...."

This weekend was certainly a piece of work.

I wrote the previous post just ten minutes before I left for my 10 year high school reunion. I was excited and slightly nervous. Just what had ten years done to my classmates? Were they happy? Were they successful? Were they nicer than they used to be? I sarcastically made predictions about how the cheerleaders were going to be fat and nasty.

Never again will I be THAT liberal with the use of sarcasm. Even though I wanted to be optimistic and think that people could have changed in 10 years, the only ones that had changed were the people that I was with and we honestly changed in the fact that while in high school we felt inferior to the people that were popular and "in" back in the day and now we felt superior. We somehow turned into "the cool kids."

Yes, that's right, we watched the beautiful people sneering at us from their table as if daring us to come over and say something to them so they could insult us. I actually think I would have gone over and said something to them if I weren't so afraid that they were going to sit on me and squish me!

It took no time at all for the old cliques to form and while I may say all these horrible things about certain people that were there, I have to admit that I actually had a good time talking to the people I did talk to and who talked to me. I got to reconnect with some people that I hadn't seen in a very long time and I had a generally good time. Robin, the coordinator of the event, did a hell of a job and I give her tons of kudos. The only way anyone is going to get me to go to my 20 year reunion is if she does it again.

After departing from the reunion Matt, Ben and I headed off to Ritter's Frozen Custard and chowed down on ice cream and then it was off to Truman's for the drag show. That was the best part of the evening, hands down! Leave it to me to enjoy shoving dollar bills down a man's bra! We hooked up with SIS, his girlfriend, Jed, Brooke, Meredith and I ran into a guy that I knew from high school that I used to have an immense crush on (he's now gay). I got the name of his stylist and the woman who does his eyebrows simply because he had better eyebrows than me and he looks fabulous. We watched the show, I had enough to drink where I was light headed and then off to the dance floor! Matt and Ben were so absolutely cute. I'm so completely happy for them! I'm even more happy for Matt, though, because he seems genuinely happy and I can't remember the last time I saw him this relaxed. I'd have to think back to the Great Ani Difranco Weekend to remember him being so.... not pacing.

I'm hoping my reconnecting with people will also give me more of a social life. Outside of school and family I don't have much of one and I do love to go dancing. I'm hoping that this will be a new shot to the arm of energy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go finish up laundry. My baby needs pants.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

10 years...

In a few moments I will be off to my 10 year high school reunion. Sans Casey. I am a bit upset about the fact that Casey doesn't want to come, but I am bound and determined to have fun anyway. Matt and Ben will be my escorts for the evening so that should be fun. We're going to round out the evening with a trip to Ritter's Frozen Custard and Truman's (aka the only gay bar in South Bend). Jed said he'd hook up with me at Truman's so it's all good.

I just really wish Casey was going. He didn't even say that I looked pretty tonight!

Friday, July 07, 2006

Catch O The Day

This is the first thing I saw this morning when I came downstairs for my breakfast.

Bonzai is a better mouser than we thought! Way to go kitty!!

Thursday, July 06, 2006

An Incredibly Long Engagement.

This is Thomas. Thomas is my best friend Michelle's son. Thomas is only 8 months old. Knowing this you can understand why I started laughing hysterically when Lily announced to me (in the middle of Meijers) that she is going to marry Thomas when they're grown up.

That's not the best part though. Before she gets married to him, she's going to buy him a "super suit" (think Incredibles, the part where Fro-Zone is running around going "Where's my super suit?") and only after she buys him a super suit will she marry him. I asked her how old she was going to be when all of this occured. Her answer: "How old are you Mommy?" We both agreed that 28 is a good age to get married.

If you ask me, Thomas is getting a real deal with the super suit.

Playing Catch Up

Another busy week for us here and I've got so much to blog about and so little time!! I believe we left off with Lily's birthday party.

Everyone was very cool and had a good time. My mom said it best when she said "Our family throws a good get together." Understatement for anyone who has actually been to a thanksgiving dinner in our family, btw. Lily got lots of fat loot including a blow up pool, a stuffed Simba, and an awesome art kit that she was all ecstatic about. She also acheived her orange belt on the same day! We're very proud of our little munckin!

On Saturday we headed to Brookfield Zoo, which ended up not being too bad of a drive. I was expecting things to be a lot more rushed in the morning and us to get to the zoo later than what we wanted, but we actually made it with half an hour to spare! We were actually the first car in the parking lot and got an awesome parking space right across from the gate! We decided to suck it up and pay for the all-in-one ticket, which basically let you do everything in the zoo (children's zoo, carosel, tram, dolphin show, butterflies, etc). We were planning on staying the whole day anyway, so why not?

The first animal we saw was the lion. We have a zoo in South Bend in which they have plexi-glass viewing areas where you can get as close of an experience to an animal as possible (without fear of getting eatten), but I have to say I have never been quite so intimidated as I was on Saturday with this lion. We got to the viewing area and he was right there! Pacing back and forth...and he came right up to the window!! My heart was pounding even though there was nothing to really fear. This lion was mere INCHES from us!! I snapped the picture, he BLINKED and then... R O A R!!! You could see his chest heaving as he roared! Just thinking about it my heart is jumping! For our first experience at the zoo, it was incredible!! Lily hasn't stopped talking about it since then! If you look closely, you'll notice a slight fog to the picture. Yeah, that's the plexi-glass. I'm very very happy it was there.

While there were lots of animals and I have a load of pictures I want to share with you all, I digress simply because of time constraints and wanting to share all of our weekend. So, I shall skip to the dolphin show. Lily was simply in awe of the dolphins. Before the show, we went down to the underwater viewing area and sat and watched the dolphins swim. Lily had never seen dolphins other than on the TV and I think there was an instant love for these wonderful mammals. Her exact quote: "Mommy, they're beautiful!" And then she noticed that they were playing Thievery Coorperation's song "Lebanese Blonde" over the speakers and informed us that we had that CD at home. Yes, dolphins apparentely like ambient techno. But then came the show... The wonderful dolphin show! Lily has now decided that instead of just being a zoo keeper, she wants to be a dolphin trainer.

Since I'm running short on time, I'm going to cut down to the rest of our weekend. The zoo really deserves a much longer post, but there are so many things going on right now it's ridiculous. It's my own fault, too, because Sunday, Monday and Tuesday we were all lazy and I really should have been cleaning, but I didn't. Hense, why I'm busy now.

The other big undertaking that started last week was painting. We finished the dining room. Casey was a wonderful husband and painted the trim for me (since I can't reach it). Today I'm planning on putting up the curtains in the dining room and tomorrow I'll do the living room (living room trim has to be painted yet). But, until the curtains are up, here's what the walls and trim and windows look like. The white trim really makes everything pop, but our only problem with the white is that it shows how crap the trim around everything is and needs replacing. Oh well, that will have to wait. I'm really pleased with how everything turned out. You'll have to excuse the crookedness of the picture on the wall as I just snapped this pic quickly this morning. Oh, and note the placemats on the table. The curtains will match them. I think the beige-ness gives everything an extra kind of flare.

I'm off for now. I'll post again after the big reunion weekend.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Lily's 7th Birthday

Today is Lily's birthday party. She's very much like me on my birthday with the whole "It's my birthday, you have to do what I say..." kind of attitude. Luckily, there is an abundance of cuteness and the attitude comes off as cute and not bitchy.

She had a very good day yesterday. Lots of fun and helping Mommy paint (but not too much because Mommy can go much faster without her help). She played Nintendo and blew bubbles and enjoyed just hanging out. The biggest news, though, is that sometime yesterday afternoon she lost another tooth.

Unfortunately, we did not see the tooth come out. Casey was the first to notice it and we're guessing since she was eatting popcorn at the time, it went the way of the popcorn. She has been running around since then, laughing, about "pooping a tooth." She also got a bit freaked out, though, because she didn't think the tooth fairy would come if she didn't have a tooth. I told her that I would write the tooth fairy a note and since it was her birthday I'm sure that the tooth fairy would cut her some slack. The tooth fairy was very generous and gave her $3.

So yeah, now I'm off to do stuff and prepare for the party and impending trip to Brookfield tomorrow. Not to mention all present wrapping, etc. It's a whole lot of work for something that is going to be shredded in minutes, but it's worth it.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

And for my 100th post...

I didn't realize it until I logged in, but this is my 100th post. I am happy to announce that for my 100th post, I have a great accomplishment under my belt:


Now, all I have to do is about 8 feet of trim and touch ups on the arches and I am done painting until Monday. I am a very happy camper at the moment. Now, if you'll excuse me, I am going to break for lunch.

In other news, Lily has figured out it is her birthday.

I never knew I had a muscle there...

Today is day four of painting. Yesterday I began work on the evil trim and painting it white. Note to anyone who is coming over tomorrow: it ain't gonna be done. You'll see the nice brown, you'll see the white windows and base boards and you'll see some brown smudges on the white base boards and you'll also see the still mint green crown molding.

I can't reach the crown molding and Casey is currently too busy with other projects so that won't get done till next week and everything else... Well, that won't get finished until next week.

Today is Lily's birthday and tomorrow is the party so yeah... I've got a LOT of clean up to do.

My entire body aches. I feel muscles that I didn't even know I had and they're all screaming "WTF?! You had it easy! Why are you torturing us?!" Casey says that I should just keep moving and it won't be so bad. While I am trying very hard to keep moving, my right arm is absolutely killing me from all the painting. I have resigned myself to the fact that I won't be able to completely finish, but if I can just finish the living room wall and get the first coat of white on the trim I will be happy. I will be satisfied with that.

Casey is incredibly proud of me for the whole paint thing. I'm plowing through like quite the trooper and haven't lost my steam yet. I may be aching and I may have gone to bed at like 9:30 last night because I had a headache, but I'm bound and determined to finish that damn wall today. If I'm feeling ambitious I may go give it a second coat. Casey is loving the fact that I just kind of jumped into the project (seriously, I woke up and was like "Um, I'm gonna paint today.") and off I went.

I have to admit, though, I'm not looking forward to clean up. That does not sound fun to me at all. Oh, and I have to get new outlets, too, cuz the ones we have are beige and the trim is white so they don't really match.

And stuff.

SO, I must go be productive now. I took some pictures and will hopefully be uploading soon.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Break time...

I am currently splattered with paint.

I'm not complaining, I'm just stating a fact and I am highly amused by that fact.

The dining room is finished as far as the walls are concerned. I still have to do all the trim, but for the most part it's done and it doesn't look half bad. At the moment, however, I'm pooped. I figured I'd take a break (I've been working steady since about 7:30AM) and have some lunch. I wonder if anyone would say anything if I ran up the road to McDonald's in jean shorts and a sports bra? If they did I would flick bits of paint at them. That would be funny.

So yeah, I'm gonna grab some water and then try and finish the first coat on the living room. Well, half the living room anyway (gotta move a heavy bookshelf and the entertainment center before I can do the other half. Gonna hold off on that one.

To Paint the Ceiling or not to paint the ceiling?

Yesterday, I decided to start painting the living room and dining room. I started the project later in the day, so I didn't get much accomplished, but the dining room is about 3/4 of the way done and my idea is starting to take shape. I am, however, faced with a bit of a dilemma.

Should I paint my ceiling to match the walls?

The color of the walls is American Traditions paint, color "Fudgecicle." It isn't a dark brown, but it's getting there. My plan originally called for me painting the walls brown and then painting the trim on the bottom and around the windows along with the crown molding at the top, white. BUT my thought (and Casey's as well) is that if we paint the top crown molding white, it will just blend in with the ceiling.

So, I'm asking for opinions. Should I paint the ceiling brown or would that just look really weird?

I will post pictures of the endeavor at a later time (I haven't hooked up the camera to the new 'puter yet). Until then, thanks for the input!

Monday, June 26, 2006


WE GOT A NEW COMPUTER! WHOO HOO!! I can now spend hours upon hours playing Sims2 without the computer overheating! Now, if I could only remember the links to all the sites where I downloaded stuff...

Thursday, June 22, 2006

An Open Letter to the Coca-Cola Company

Dear Coca-Cola Company,

It has been several months since you introduced the Black Cherry Vanilla Coke and it still tastes like crap. Would you please bring back Vanilla Coke? It was good, mostly tasty and addicting as all get up. Now, I have to buy bottles of vanilla flavoring and add them to classic coke. It's just not the same! Please, Coke! I'm begging you! Bring the Vanilla Coke back! I would drink Vanilla Pepsi just to spite you, but that stuff tastes like the most rancid rum and coke ever made. So, yeah, pretty please bring back Vanilla Coke.

Thank you for your time.

Yours, ever caffinated,