Archive for August, 2008


We have some family in town (BK’s side) so I’m taking the day off! 


Read Full Post »

Wow, wow, wow…I don’t even know how to start this off.  Per custom BK and I were at Wal Mart getting some last minute things for company coming into town.  We were headed to the check out counter and everything was normal.  Then I hear BK say, “Is that poop on the floor?!”  I turned to look and sure enough there was a little brown log in the middle of the main aisle of WalMart.  Now I know WalMart is not the classiest of places but POOP?  On the floor?  That’s a new one for me.  It didn’t look big enough to be an adult’s but I didn’t go up and analyze it either…however, I did take a picture with my camera phone…just skip through the picture if you don’t enjoy a good crap shot:

Just remember I didn’t have a “Macro” setting on my camera phone.  You get the picture though. (Pun INTENDED)

We’ll juxtapose that picture with some dog pics that will melt your cold, black heart…

Ok, so they’re not THAT sweet but somehow that fat blob of a dog (i say that COMPLETELY lovingly) managed to get on BOTH couch pillows…

She’s about half-sick of her picture being taken…

Read Full Post »

I learned a few things tonight about what not to do when my husband is working on a house project.  Both of our electrical outlets in both bathrooms went out and he was trying to replace the plugs (or receptacles as they’re apparently called).  I’ll give you the ending to the story, it wasn’t the plugs so now we have to find an electrician.  But I digress…he asked me to come hold the flashlights for him because obviously we had to turn the electricity off.  Three things that I should never do again while he’s working so hard:

1.  Do not under any circumstances make shadow puppets on the wall as he’s trying to see screws, plugs, wires…blah blah blah. Side note-I made a killer dinosaur. 

2.  Do not start singing random songs in his ear while he’s hunched over with a wire in one hand and a screwdriver in the other.

3.  Do not use the flashlights that are casting lights on his work to perform a light show, that although impressive, are inappropriate for such an occasion.  This was about the point I got kicked out…

Oh and also, I thought he was doing something wrong and I let him know.  That was the SECOND time I got kicked out.  hehe


I swear my dogs cannot sit still for one picture.  And when they finally do their tongues are hanging out of their mouths.

You know, maybe in this one they’re just hugging and going in for a little kiss…or DANCING

Read Full Post »

Since nothing in my life right now is that worthy of posting about I thought I’d embarrass myself some more.  I came across a picture of myself after I had had my make-up done for the trial run before my wedding.  I had this done at a pretty nice salon and by what I had heard a pretty good make-up artist.  Now I have a couple of acne scars around my chin line which apparently meant “let’s basically put a harajuku girl mask on your face.” For some reason after I had it done I had to run up to work for something and my boss took a picture of me.  (I think it was to reassure me that it didn’t look like crap when it appeared in photographs or just so he’d have something to blackmail me with)  Ok, I’m done beating around the bush…here it is in all it’s glory…

COME ON!!  I look like the freaking JOKER!  Honestly when I saw the thumbnail of this a couple of weeks ago I thought to myself, “When did I dress up like the Joker at work…”  I didn’t tan all of those months just to have it hidden away by Johnson and Johnson’s baby powder.  Needless to say I cancelled the appointment…To balance this out I’ll put a picture of me from the wedding of the make-up I DID…I should totally be a makeup artist.

Oh my dad’s so cute…unfortunately I’m in the process of inheriting his double chin.

Read Full Post »

This really isn’t a well timed story because it takes place around Easter time but it keeps floating through my head so I’m depositing it to get it out of my head! 

Picture a sweet, innocent, beautiful girl (me) and two mean, stupid boys (my brothers) on a lovely, peaceful Easter Sunday. (I’m not sure if I used enough descriptive words and parentheses)  (did I spell parantheses right??!) I was over at a neighbor’s house enjoying my new toys that I had received from the Easter Bunny.  My brothers came over to the neighbors to get me because they had planned an Easter egg hunt for me.  I should have known something was up because they had never gone out of their way to do something nice for me.  But, being the naive 10 year old I was, I ran outside gleefully to go find some eggs.  I found one (and I think in retrospect it was the only egg they had hid).  I was so excited I shook it around to see what they could have put in there for me.  Could it be candy?  Or maybe even MONEY?  I opened the egg to have two pissed off bees chasing after me.  My awesome brothers had gone out of their way to capture two bees and set me up to get stung.  I can’t really remember what I did after that, I’m sure I ran home crying and tattling about what they’d done. 

Ok, my brain feels lighter now…

Conked out:

Feeling no pain:

Have I mentioned how much I HATE my camera?  Maybe if enough people agree with me then my husband will be convinced I need a new one…

Read Full Post »

Ok, so my husband forced me (BY GUNPOINT NO LESS) to sit there all day yesterday and watch The Lord of the Rings marathon that was on TNT (thanks a lot Ted Turner).  I swear BK has a sixth sense that lets him know anytime that any of those movies are on.  I wouldn’t mind it so much but A.  He’s seen them a billion times and B.  We actually OWN the movies so he could watch it anytime he wants (preferably when I’m not around.)  There is something that really bugs me about the movies though.  Why is Frodo the “hero”??  I know he “bared the burden” of carrying the ring, but who had to put up with all of Frodo’s crap?  Sam…Samwise Gamgee (ok, I totally Googled that)  In my eyes he’s the hero of the movie not stupid Frodo.  I’m sure I’m missing some point but I don’t care what you say, Sam’s my hero.  And I’m not sure, were Sam and Frodo dating?  I’m probably just reading a little to far into some of their loving glances and adoring comments.

The neighbor kids have a problem. They can’t keep their freaking toys on their side of the fence.  So, instead of being polite and throwing them back over we’re holding them hostage.  Also, I’m noticing that BK has neglected this area in weedeating.  I guess it’s one of those out of sight, out of mind things.  Just don’t judge me on that…

Can I tell you how much I love the picture below?  Other than the clear shot of her butthole it just is the sweetest picture ever.  She’s carefree…

Read Full Post »

Flunk Fish…

I think the title will be the most interesting part of this…My mind’s blank…

Read Full Post »

Older Posts »