Friday, September 5, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Because of my tainted plant care-taking history I am very proud to announce that these flowers came from our yard. Not only did I plant them and care for them but I give myself bonus points because I even remember their name! These are stargazer lilies and they are gracing our fireplace thanks to my green thumb.
Monday, September 1, 2008
1. Change Bella's sheets asap! (rotten milk never smells good)
2. Buy hubcap (even though I replaced one two weeks ago....I really need to stop running into curbs)
3. Clean up dog puke (this seems like a recurring theme in my life now that Bella thinks it's funny to feed the dog)
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Ok, in actuality we did have a small birthday party the weekend prior and Isabella dressed up in a dreamy fairy princess dress. It was quite cute and I guarantee Isabella would much prefer to eat, sleep and bathe in the fairy dress rather than stare at it hanging so neatly in her closet.
All of the birthday action tired Isabella out....
I wish I had time to include more pictures and try to come up with witty comments but the night is short. In the past I would of said, "I don't have enough time," but I have made a pact with myself that I will not use the "no time" excuse. I promise that I will MAKE time for the things that really matter and unfortunately blogging is not on my top ten list. Goodnight for now!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them. "Not very long," answered the Mexican. "But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American. The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family. The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?" "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs...I have a full life." The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat. With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge enterprise." "How long would that take?" asked the Mexican. "Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American. "And after that?" "Afterwards? That's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start selling stocks and make millions!" "Millions? Really? And after that?" "After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta, and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
1) Painted the front door.
2) Cleaned out the refrigerator.
It is amazing how we lived in our house for 4 years with a total of 9 roommates and when we moved out our door was white and looked as good as new. Eight months and one family later our door was destroyed. It is amazing that our renters were able to cause the destruction they did in such a short amount of time. Not only was the door covered in scratches, scum, and god knows what else, but the entire frame was cracked- basically damage that could only be done if someone was trying to kick down the door.
Thanks to Chris's handywork and a can of paint, our entry is as good as new and we dig our new black door.
Our second project for the day was to clean out the refrigerator. You are probably thinking "What in the heck do you have rotting in there that would cause it to be a day's work to clean out the rerigerator?"
Well, it was one of the last projects caused by our renters. We have no idea how this happened but we're guessing that they let their 2 year old play with bright pink nailpolish.......IN THE REFRIGERATOR!!! Yes, there was spilled nailpolish, splattered nailpolish and just plain old bright pink nailpolish all over the inside of the refrigerator and freezer. Thanks to a few bottles of nailpolish remover and a few rolls of papertowels....we're back in business again and our refrigerator is as good as new!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
If you do look at the website, click on the little critters under the heading "pattern design" and it opens up tons of new designs that I didn't realize were there at first!
Can't you just see this sexy electric station wagon bombing around the streets? lol- I just said sexy and station wagon in the same sentence. Isn't that an oxymoron?
My interest in electric vehicles rose ever since we decided it was time to sell our beloved truck. Man, I loved that truck but whenever I got behind the wheel I couldn't help but picture empty oil mines and $8.20 posted at Chevron. I felt like I was the typical suburban American with an excess of crap that I didn't need. Crap including leather seats, navigation and even a voice activated fan system. Honestly, who needs those things?
So now that we've simplified and are no longer living in excess I am looking to the future. I wonder what is to come, all I know is it better be change and it better be fast.
Here's a link to a website with some cars I was recently exploring: http://www.zapworld.com/.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
The lyrics to Everybody's Free to Wear Sunscreen, by Mary Schmich:
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I don't know whis lady but she lives here in Portland and I love her photography. I love how she can capture an image like the rusty old photobooths at the Rose Festival or an old grocery sign and make it look so intriguing. She also captures so much color that it just makes me want to see more.
I am sitting here staring at my camera. Hmmmm. It's not one of those fancy schmany Canon cameras with all the bells and whistles, it's just a Sony Cyber-shot. I don't even think I can change the shutter speed on it.
I am a wanna be photographer. I think throughout the next few weeks I will play around with my camera. Maybe I can find some amazing images to catch my eye.
As you can see Isabella was sure tired out from all of the fun, festivities and fireworks. It was the end of the night and Kyle and I realized we hadn't taken any pictures so we snapped this one.
On a sidenote, please don't click on this picture to blow it up. I have VNHWVC. Don't know what that stands for? Visible Nose Hair When Viewed Closely.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Music definitely keeps me going and as dorky as it is, I thought I'd share my most recent playlist.
The only song missing is Automatic by Powerman 5000.
I don't have a picture to fit this large frame so intead I just made my own thing to go inside. Referring to it as a creation is slightly exaggerating because all I used was construction paper, glue, a few retro stickers and a swatch of cloth with some words on it. If you want to see it more closely you can click on the picture!
Is it too noticeable that the lower right sticker isn't aligned correctly? It bothers me but I know that I'm an anal freak so I am keeping myself from re-making the entire thing.
Only one picture frame has been broken so far, let's hope we don't go flying through any windows!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
Week 2- 8 miles
Week 3- 10 miles
Week 4- 12 miles
Week 5- 14 miles
Week 6- 16 miles
Week 8- 18 miles
Week 9- 20 miles
Week 10- 20 miles
Week 11- 16 miles
Week 12- 14 miles
Week 13- Rest
Week 14- Marathon!
I really don’t know how I am going to fit this into my schedule but I am going to try. I’m thinking that after Bella goes to sleep I will try to run- Yeah, that’s me the crazy neighbor running in the garage for hours on end in the middle of the night.
The farthest I’ve ever run on a treadmill is 21 miles and most would agree that anyone capable of running on a treadmill for that long is insane. I guess I am a little crazy because treadmill training is all I had in preparation for my first (and only) marathon and I ran that one when I was pregnant.
p.s. I apologize for my outright bragging in the last sentence. It is something I boast about although if I had known at the time I was pregnant, you bet it would of been my first excuse to NOT run.
So anyway, it's good to be back on the wagon and I am excited to start feeling like myself again!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
There was a large truck carrying a crane. Not a big deal right? Well, it's what was written on the back of the truck that made me laugh.
"Just like Viagra- We get it up for you"
Can you just envision a bunch of middle aged business men sitting around a conference table while brainstorming their next marketing scheme. And I admit, I will remember their mottoa and next time I am in need of renting a crane I will definitely call Fulton.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
you'll laugh, you'll cry and you'll just want to hug this family.
I have been mentally preparing myself to be taping and prepping and painting for hours on end until I came across this website : http://www.whatisblik.com/walldecals.html
Some of the decals are definitely not my style but I think a few could possibly look really cute. And frankly, painting the walls a solid color and then adding the stickers in a matter of seconds is sounding quite nice.
So what do you think about wall decals? Trendy or Tacky?
And yes, I realize Bella doesn't care what her walls look like.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Aren't these just perfect?
Am I the last to know about this awesome website, etsy?
I found so many unique things, things that I by no means NEED to buy. Just really pointless items that would hang on our walls or decorate some unused space in our house. But sometimes pointless things are so tempting.
Check out these clocks, they are my favorite.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Artichokes are wonderful. They are wonderful for so many reasons. They are slightly overpriced, take a crapload of work to eat, each bite is only midly satisfying and they leave you always wanting more.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
1. It's stupendous that I still fit into them.
2. I really need some fashion help.
I'm already slightly afraid that in 2065 I will be the woman in which everyone is giving the side eye because she is stuck in a previous era. I have recently vowed that I will not be an 80-year-old woman wearing Puma's and super short hair in a time when super short hair is NOT in style. This will take some hard work because I am very aware that I spend absolutely nothing on keeping up my wardrobe. In fact, today I am wearing a shirt that I fished out of my best friend's goodwill bag. Hey, it must not look that bad because I even got a compliment on it! My pajamas are even hand-me-downs and even my finest clothing comes from Marshalls (don't laugh). Most of the time I blame my lack of style on having a tight budget but reality is if I wanted to change this situation, I could take control. I am slowly starting to realize that possibly this lack of style is just me and for some reason I must like looking a little worn.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
It seems that with all the technology in the world there would be a kind soul who would invent a softer seat. Did this poor excuse for an inventor enjoy inflicting pain on unsuspecting individuals that just wanted nice legs?
I know, I know, you're about to tell me that they have shorts with padding in the rear end. Well, the LAST thing on Earth I need is padding in the back of my shorts. I would much prefer a nice cushion gracing the horrendous seat on my bike.