just to clarify, since i know so many people read this blog, the name has a little story.
i was 7 or 8, obsessed with listening to trini lopez on vinyl in my parents living room. he sang a version of 'mary ann' that i was in love with. from then on, i forced my parents to call me mary anne for at least 6 months. i would not respond if called by my given name.
so there you have it.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
yum.
things jack has eaten to date:
1 ottoman
1 armed chair
1 toddler bed mattress
3 rugs
6 pairs of shoes(12 shoes total)
1 pair of socks
1 shirt
2 grill covers
1 piece of bamboo fencing
1 pair of gloves
and every stuffed toy we've ever given him.
1 ottoman
1 armed chair
1 toddler bed mattress
3 rugs
6 pairs of shoes(12 shoes total)
1 pair of socks
1 shirt
2 grill covers
1 piece of bamboo fencing
1 pair of gloves
and every stuffed toy we've ever given him.
Friday, February 23, 2007
homophobic much?
so i took bots jrs to wendy's for dinner as a little treat. they are very well behaved and self-aware when we are out to eat that it isn't time to pretend you are a monkey and screech while others are present.
that said, not everyone has taught their children this.
a woman with her son, who was around 8, and his friend were dining there. they were speaking loudly to another table next to them who were obviously acquaintances, so much so that the whole dining area could hear them. the little boys were shooting around the room and ..screeching like monkeys, you guessed it.
well, that's not why i'm writing this. i have come across ill-mannered young before, so i just avert my eyes and count my lucky stars mine aren't like that.
the son was showing off, as boys do, and introduced his friend to these people at the other table. then kissed the other boy on a cheek as a joke, really quick. they both laughed. and then..
the roar.
"AJ!! Get over here. Now." his mother is livid. "You don't kiss boys. You don't kiss any other boy besides your FATHER. EVER. GOT IT."
#1. it was obviously a joke. neither boy was offended.
#2. wow, way to raise a child who feels the freedom of expression all around him.
fortunately, they left before us, but not before i got to witness his darling mother* say, 'you girls ready?' to both boys while they put their coats on.
woo-boy. keep my kids the fuck away from ladies like that.
*mother with grown out too-light for her hair color highlights, an orange county choppers sweatshirt 2 sizes too big, UGGZ, and long, metallic rose colored fake nails. ew.
that said, not everyone has taught their children this.
a woman with her son, who was around 8, and his friend were dining there. they were speaking loudly to another table next to them who were obviously acquaintances, so much so that the whole dining area could hear them. the little boys were shooting around the room and ..screeching like monkeys, you guessed it.
well, that's not why i'm writing this. i have come across ill-mannered young before, so i just avert my eyes and count my lucky stars mine aren't like that.
the son was showing off, as boys do, and introduced his friend to these people at the other table. then kissed the other boy on a cheek as a joke, really quick. they both laughed. and then..
the roar.
"AJ!! Get over here. Now." his mother is livid. "You don't kiss boys. You don't kiss any other boy besides your FATHER. EVER. GOT IT."
#1. it was obviously a joke. neither boy was offended.
#2. wow, way to raise a child who feels the freedom of expression all around him.
fortunately, they left before us, but not before i got to witness his darling mother* say, 'you girls ready?' to both boys while they put their coats on.
woo-boy. keep my kids the fuck away from ladies like that.
*mother with grown out too-light for her hair color highlights, an orange county choppers sweatshirt 2 sizes too big, UGGZ, and long, metallic rose colored fake nails. ew.
thee end. for now.
the car, the jetta, is finally done. everything works. all lights go on when they are supposed to, AND OFF(very important).
trim piece that was missing is on.
thermostat is properly registering.
new cd player with xm is installed - weeeeeeee!
the car is perfect. finally.
now, who wants to go for a ride? i'll let you control the sunroof. maybe the radio, too. maybe.
trim piece that was missing is on.
thermostat is properly registering.
new cd player with xm is installed - weeeeeeee!
the car is perfect. finally.
now, who wants to go for a ride? i'll let you control the sunroof. maybe the radio, too. maybe.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
predictions.
i can't wait 'til we're 18 years down the road and anna nicole smith's daughter is doing her second stint in rehab.
maybe we'll get lucky and she'll pull a britney.
maybe we'll get lucky and she'll pull a britney.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
great project.
a man named Danny Goldfield has come up with a project to take a picture of one child from every country in the world - without ever leaving NYC.
the photos so far, he has 136(58 to go), are striking. check it out.
the photos so far, he has 136(58 to go), are striking. check it out.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
with a face like this.
last night chris and i finally collapsed around midnight. exhausted from a day of running after kids, going to class, and whatever else. i don't sleep well, despite the kids being here, so when I was awakened at 2am to Odd screaming through the door that she had thrown up, i let out a desperate groan.
the girls both have some bug that is giving them a fever(i knew this prior) and we've been giving them tylenol as the fevers pop up, but. it has been awhile since i've had the night time call to arms to clean up puke out of a bed. it was like i'd never stopped. kid cleaned up, sheets ripped off and thrown in the wash, new sheets on, tucked in, and back to sleep in about 30 minutes. not bad.
it was the 5:40am crying of our stupid cat to be let into our room that woke up the dog to make him start barking that was the last straw. sigh.
i am also getting a cold, despite my organic barrier. it isn't bad, but it is enough to make me step a little bit slower.
the girls both have some bug that is giving them a fever(i knew this prior) and we've been giving them tylenol as the fevers pop up, but. it has been awhile since i've had the night time call to arms to clean up puke out of a bed. it was like i'd never stopped. kid cleaned up, sheets ripped off and thrown in the wash, new sheets on, tucked in, and back to sleep in about 30 minutes. not bad.
it was the 5:40am crying of our stupid cat to be let into our room that woke up the dog to make him start barking that was the last straw. sigh.
i am also getting a cold, despite my organic barrier. it isn't bad, but it is enough to make me step a little bit slower.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
a short list.
1. i have decided to write my term paper on the benefits of eating organic, both health and economic/global wise. i already tell everyone i know how much better i feel since i started.
2. i am growing my hair out again. i miss my long hair. this short stuff is easy, but i miss my ponytail.
3. noxema is scary, intense stuff. just one application sent my skin into a tizzy that will take me a week to fix. damn you, sensitive skin.
4. i am hungry, so i'm going to go eat now. organic. :-)
5. i love my new car.
2. i am growing my hair out again. i miss my long hair. this short stuff is easy, but i miss my ponytail.
3. noxema is scary, intense stuff. just one application sent my skin into a tizzy that will take me a week to fix. damn you, sensitive skin.
4. i am hungry, so i'm going to go eat now. organic. :-)
5. i love my new car.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
conversations with a budding genius.
i drove to and from boston in the past 24 hours to get the girls for the week. we finally get back tonight to my house in jersey, and bird is SICK of the car. i am sick of the car, i feel her pain. we have to eat though, so we venture out. the conversation goes like this, as we see nearly everywhere is packed and there's a wait.
we pull into the TGIFriday's parking lot. packed.
"uhh.. how about somewhere else..", i say.
i drive through the best buy parking lot.
"how about best buy?", i ask as a joke.
bird says, "you can't eat at best buy."
"why not?"
"they don't have food."
"what, you can't digest paper?", i say.
"MoooOOOoom."
"how about the bookstore. you can digest a BOOK. hyuk hyuk", i say, earning no love.
"digest a book?", she asks.
"yeah, you know..absorb what it says...retain it in your memory."
"oh."
just trying to lighten the mood and tease her and odd a little bit.
so, we pull into outback and it is PACKED as is every other place on a saturday night. i groan, i am not waiting. too much driving - i just want to eat and go home and go to bed.
bird chirps, "hey, mom, we can go eat at KARATE", which is the title of a business within eyesight of outback.
"you can have a knuckle sandwich," she says smugly.
pwned by a 7 year old.
we pull into the TGIFriday's parking lot. packed.
"uhh.. how about somewhere else..", i say.
i drive through the best buy parking lot.
"how about best buy?", i ask as a joke.
bird says, "you can't eat at best buy."
"why not?"
"they don't have food."
"what, you can't digest paper?", i say.
"MoooOOOoom."
"how about the bookstore. you can digest a BOOK. hyuk hyuk", i say, earning no love.
"digest a book?", she asks.
"yeah, you know..absorb what it says...retain it in your memory."
"oh."
just trying to lighten the mood and tease her and odd a little bit.
so, we pull into outback and it is PACKED as is every other place on a saturday night. i groan, i am not waiting. too much driving - i just want to eat and go home and go to bed.
bird chirps, "hey, mom, we can go eat at KARATE", which is the title of a business within eyesight of outback.
"you can have a knuckle sandwich," she says smugly.
pwned by a 7 year old.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
oh, Pio.
VodoBas (10:18:03 AM): Winter.
GOD DAMN LOLA (10:18:06 AM): Yes.
VodoBas (10:18:20 AM): You are used to it, though
VodoBas (10:18:23 AM): You are Norse and shit
VodoBas (10:18:30 AM): grew up in Middleheim
VodoBas (10:18:40 AM): Freja and Thor and what not
VodoBas (10:18:59 AM): but I'm of the furry people of the sea
VodoBas (10:19:09 AM): olive skinned and speaking with hands
Never fails to crack me up.
GOD DAMN LOLA (10:18:06 AM): Yes.
VodoBas (10:18:20 AM): You are used to it, though
VodoBas (10:18:23 AM): You are Norse and shit
VodoBas (10:18:30 AM): grew up in Middleheim
VodoBas (10:18:40 AM): Freja and Thor and what not
VodoBas (10:18:59 AM): but I'm of the furry people of the sea
VodoBas (10:19:09 AM): olive skinned and speaking with hands
Never fails to crack me up.
inspiration.
where has my inspiration gone? i am days behind on my 365 Project and haven't really taken shots of anything else in the past week. i guess stress from money and other situations has just completely squashed my artistic eye.
so, do me a favor, if you are reading this please shoot me an email, an IM, a telepathic thought of creativity and possibly an idea. i used to have so many ideas of things to shoot and i feel like i am at a huge block.
so, do me a favor, if you are reading this please shoot me an email, an IM, a telepathic thought of creativity and possibly an idea. i used to have so many ideas of things to shoot and i feel like i am at a huge block.
Monday, February 12, 2007
online registration.
dear college,
if you are going to offer this, at least make sure it fucking works. i have been trying to register for my sign language class for 45 minutes, toggling between my "campus cruiser" to change my pw, and back to the log in page to make sure it isn't me that is fucking up.
sadly, it is you. fix this shit before i can't get into this class -- which is the ONLY one of this class for the rest of the semester that only has 15 spots. 8 of these are already taken.
stop giving me hives, OCC.
sincerely,
me
ps- fucking set the clocks in the classrooms. i need to know just how long i have to suffer through prof ritchey and his mumbling each class period.
if you are going to offer this, at least make sure it fucking works. i have been trying to register for my sign language class for 45 minutes, toggling between my "campus cruiser" to change my pw, and back to the log in page to make sure it isn't me that is fucking up.
sadly, it is you. fix this shit before i can't get into this class -- which is the ONLY one of this class for the rest of the semester that only has 15 spots. 8 of these are already taken.
stop giving me hives, OCC.
sincerely,
me
ps- fucking set the clocks in the classrooms. i need to know just how long i have to suffer through prof ritchey and his mumbling each class period.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
the quest for knowledge.
While I was excited to go back to school, I was disheartened when I encountered my English professor. Thankfully, we have received a new book to read from that has some very interesting essays in it.
Our first assignment was The Prince, by Machiavelli. I read this one awhile ago, but it was good to read again. Machiavelli was advising the then ruler of Florence on the art of staying in power.
So, I guess the point of this is to say that while my professor seems inept at teaching, I am excited to reread some old goodies.
Our first assignment was The Prince, by Machiavelli. I read this one awhile ago, but it was good to read again. Machiavelli was advising the then ruler of Florence on the art of staying in power.
So, I guess the point of this is to say that while my professor seems inept at teaching, I am excited to reread some old goodies.
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
car troubles.
our housemate is coming back from iraq early. this means i have no vehicle to get to class in. so.. we started to explore options for buying a car quick, craigslist was an obvious must. while i ended up purchasing a '98 Jetta yesterday, this doozy of an offer came into my inbox today:
(this was sent to more than just me, btw)
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The car is still for sale...here are a few photos.
(this was sent to more than just me, btw)
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The car is still for sale...here are a few photos.
Exterior - Driver's Side http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/driverside.jpg
Exterior - Driver's Side http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/driverside2.jpg
Exterior - Front View http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/front.jpg
Exterior - Passenger's Side http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/passengerside.jpg
Exterior - Back End http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/backend.jpg
Interior - Front http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/inside.jpg
Interior - Driver & Passenger Seats http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/seats.jpg
Interior - Driver's Seat http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/driverseat.jpg
Interior - Back Seat http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/backseat.jpg
Interior - Back Seat http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/backseat2.jpg
Interior - Headliner http://members.aol.com/xvendettaxx/saturn/headliner.jpg
I bought the car with a pretty bad interior, and I've done my best to deal with/fix it. The Headliner needs to be replaced, I didn't have the money $$ to do it, but I had to do SOMETHING, so I went to Walmart and bought fabric...hah, it worked pretty well, but the straight pins don't stay in very well. Also, there are a couple cigarette burns around...I don't smoke, so the ones that "came with the car" are the only ones that are there. I've taken very good care of this car since I've bought it. I have almost, if not ALL of the repair sheets from when I'VE had the car...
I was slightly rearended in October 2006 (when I backed out of the parking space, a Woman in a Camaro wasn't paying attention and hit me in the center of the bumper), and the only damage was the back bumper & minor damage to the trunk...you can hardly tell...it's zip tied on, and I have no problems at all. The trunk is a little uneven from the hit, but it does not leak. I can take some more photos if needed. The mileage is almost 160k now...I bought the car at 147k, I think...and I've only used the car to drive back & forth to work (which was about an hour away).
I have put a head unit & 4 new speakers in the vehicle...I am askin for $1000 with it all. I have to re-wire the speakers & antennae...but, if you want to buy the car at $900 without the speakers and CDplayer, I think it would be pointless, haha.
My number is 609-312-****...and once again, my name is Amanda. Call for more information or to possibly set up a "test drive"...I live in Lindenwold, NJ...and I would be able to meet you somewhere if necessary...I LOVE driving this car, honestly...
OH, and I plan on getting the oil changed within the next week.
Thanks, Amanda
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Well, thanks, Amanda, but I'll pass on this one.
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Well, thanks, Amanda, but I'll pass on this one.
Friday, February 2, 2007
secrecy for self-integrity
at what point do you stop being secretive and feeling like letting people in jeopardizes your integrity? i feel like keeping people out helps keep me self-preserved. i fear i will lose something if i let everyone see what i've got to offer.
there's so much i'd like to say, but instead i am silent. i don't, to a point, want to share. i'd rather be selfish and educated, than help someone else see the light.
is that wrong?
there's so much i'd like to say, but instead i am silent. i don't, to a point, want to share. i'd rather be selfish and educated, than help someone else see the light.
is that wrong?
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