Thursday, May 29, 2008

I enjoy being a girl

One more day. However, it is going to be a week or so before my girlies and I can coordinate our schedules to go see it together. You KNOW there will be smuggled thermos of Chardonnay and our usual tomfoolery will ensue. $5 says we are kicked out before the opening credits.

My BF's and I are going to go see Madonna. Bought our tickets this week. Presale........It pays to know people in high places. We have great seats, no one in front of us, YESSSSSSS. And I didn't have to pawn off a major appliance to buy them. I have heard that tickets are going for $1000's. Why? She's good and all, but.....thousands EACH? No Spanks.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

3 Words

I forgot it was Sunday. I have my fun helmet on and have totally forgotten what day it was. This pretty much sums up my weekend.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Already one of THOSE weeks (and it's only Tuesday)

I might be needing THIS:

Sung to the Mary Tyler Moore theme song

Who can screw her week up with a smile
Who could take a lovely day and suddenly make it all seem worth shit
Well, it's me, girl and I can do it
With each move and every little move I can screw it

Crap is all around and I can find it
I can't catch a break, and I can't take it
I'm going to eat chocolate covered bacon after all
I'm going to drink pinot grigio after all

Sunday, May 18, 2008

3 Words

Sunday, May 11, 2008

3 Words and B-day Recap

My crew stoked me out for Mothers Day. A basket of my favorite "smelly good goop" (as my son would say) from Twin #2. Some delightful chocolates from that favorite Mrs. See from twin #1. And a cute pair of jammies from my Homeboy. Plus breakfast. Could life get ANY better?

Today is also the boys 14th birthday. Hard to believe that they are 14, it is mind spinning. Yesterday we had a big party for them at the beach. I think total we had about 24 kids for surf, sun, and fun.

The water is a bit cold, but the body surfing is hot

Can you say chafing?

The sand butt cheeks. 14 year olds are SO weird

Opening up pressies

Bonfire and s'mores at dusk.

It was a great day.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Wax on, wax off....

OK, I'm over it. A day at the beach cures everything. You can't build Rome in a day......

Friday, May 9, 2008

NON-MOM part deux

I spent a better part of my day contacting NBC, Teleflor@, Marie OSmond, Kraft Food$, Redb0ok, and Mysp@ce. Emailing everyone I know, be it business and personal in my contacts to write an email to these idiots. I could not for one minute stand to be called a NON-MOM. Not only is it demoralizing and degrading, it is moronic and cruel. What I wanted to know was WHY on earth would the "executives" from NBC and their sponsors let something like this get by them? ARE they THAT clueless?. Do they think that the children of these mothers are NON-CHILDREN, really, do they? I don't get it. And that canned response apology from Teleflora was laughable. They claim to be "adopting parents" (yes, they used quotes, detaching the term 'parents'. We are real, people, NOT FLUFF), again demoralizing not only us adoptive mothers, but our children as well. Being grouped in a category with 'neighbors, grandmothers and stepmothers is maddening, in fact it makes me furious. Please don't group me with the likes of Gladys Kravitz. I am a MOM. WE ARE MOMS. We are working moms. We are single moms. We are military moms. WHY can't they see that? We are moms. Plain and simple. Why is that so hard to understand. And, Teleflor@, who to their admission are"adopting parents" should for one, KNOW BETTER than to refer to fellow adoptive mothers as "Non-moms". Shame on you. I can't rest until that entire category is G.O.N.E.


According to NBC I am a non-mom. You see, NBC is hosting a show recognizing mom's in celebration of Mothers Day (you can see the promo for site here). Wonderful, right? Wrong. They have their moms categorized in different groups: Working mom, Single mom, Military mom, etc.... Here is how they categorize the NON-MOM:

The non-mom mom

Grandparent, stepmom, or mom to adopted children, each one raising and loving a child. A priceless gift for everybody.


Now, all of you adoptive mothers, I ask you: Do you think you are any less a mom becasue your children are adopted. To our Pre-adoptive parents: Do you think you will be any less of a mom to your adopted children or that of your bio children?

This is so ridiculous I can't even see straight. If you are as pissed as I am, PLEASE, please contact NBC and share your outrage that the Executives would be so ignorant as to put Adoptive mothers an category of Non-moms
. The is the email for NBC. Here is the email for the show.

Now the topper on the NBC shit cake is that fellow adoptive mother Marie Osmond is hosting this show. How in her right mind would she endorse something so OBVIOUSLY WRONG. I
dare them to introduce her as "Host and Non-mom Marie Osmond". You can email her here and tell her what you think.

This calls for a revolution.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Calling all fashion goddesses

My hubby's cousin is getting married in June. His finace owns a vintage clothing store in Beverly Hills and they are totally into 50's retro fashion. The wedding is "Vintage Attire Encouraged". I looked at her store but I don't have a spare $550 to spend on a party dress. So off to the world wide web I go. Here are some dresses I found. I am interested in which ones you like. Odds are I am going to look like Ethel Murtz in all of them so choose away. I made a poll on the far right ------------------------------------------------>

Red Polka dot w/ Rosette

Red polka dot w/ black piping

Brown dress w/ capelet

Green dress w/ polka dots

Black polka dots w/ red piping

(and I plan on sitting like that too ;-P)

Sunday, May 4, 2008

3 Words

This is what I spent a better part of my looking at. My ceiling. Why was I staring at my ceiling all weekend? Because I had a brilliant idea to save some coinage and scrape that sh!t off myself. Bad move. I ended up, cursing the stupid mofo who thought it was a good idea to spray the ugliest, most toxic stuff on ceilings in the 1960's (lucky us our builder was on the cutting edge because our house was built in 1959). The best part of my project was realizing that the previous owner thought it would be a good idea to paint over it. This is what I got accomplished in 5 hours, about half of the room. Tell me again why we wanted an old house?

And now some weekend warrior randomness:

  • Peanut butter and jelly can be breakfast, lunch AND dinner. WHO knew?
  • A skateboard can be used to move a refrigerator
  • You can come to blows with your husband over where to put an outlet
  • I am apparently the worlds worst parent because I made a 13 (almost 14 year old) miss a sleepover because I needed his help this weekend (all while being given ample notice the beginning of the week)
  • Tile looks better when someone else does it
  • 10 trips to L0wes isn't all THAT bad