dibs

first one to call dibs gets it! have fun


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victory!

well it will be the first time i will have ever bought anything to do with american idol, but i will be buying this season's winner, DAVID COOK's album when it comes out. sorry rae,but whoo hoo!

darned blue tounged skinks

don't get all in a huff, it's an actual animal, but sounds like a great insult doesn't it?! skink. he he. i'm easily entertained. though that being said i am not a reality tv show fan generally. so i've been hijacked to watch 3 episodes of American idol this season, and tonight being the final episode i decided to watch. stupid judges are a bunch of skinks. i'll never make it through the 2 hour announcement of the winner tomorrow, but it sure looks like my choice is not gonna be the winner. bunch of drunk judges. the show should be sponsored by rye and coke in stead of ford and coke.

lessons in sunscreen

today was the PERFECT temperature day. beautiful and sunny yet cool in the shade. ahhhh perfection. so we decided en mass. to go to the valley zoo. 8 adults and 5 kids, not bad really. so we packed a lunch and put on our hats and sunscreen. i know you're all wondering why some one with my skin would even both with sunscreen, but it's good for you. so i sprayed down the kids and then also sprayed my tank topped self. only it never occurred to me to rub it in. so i now look like i've developed a sick and disgusting contagious rash all over my back and shoulders, all red and white and splotchy. that'll teach me to spray on sun screen.

my indipendant angel

since my little naestra didn't want to disturb my nap, she decided to get her own juice. and being no juice cup prepared in the fridge she decided to go straight to the source. so where did i find my crying child but sitting in front of an open fridge in her beautiful pink sunday dress bathing in a giant puddle of strawberry juice, the empty pitcher beside her. gotta laugh, otherwise you just sit in the puddle with her and cry.
p.s. goodmorning frankie!

will it ever end

week 12 of this whole baby gestation and i'm still napping 3 hours a day. no wonder i have no time to blog, and my house looks like a garbage dump. ugh.