Archive for December, 2009

All I want is a simple picture of the dogs in front of a Christmas tree. 

Can you tell which one was taking this a little more seriously?  Maybe the one that their head is not moving in every single frame. 

This is serious business when a treat’s involved.  

I’m also noticing how sad it is that my attempt at a Christmas shot with the dogs is a tiny tree way in the background.

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Words Just Aren’t Needed…

A couple of weeks ago while in Kansas City (with all of those CUTE bulldogs) we went to the Kansas Jayhawks/Missouri Tigers football game.  I really could care less about the game so I spent 99.9% of the time looking at people. 

One person in particular.

(The hat was strategically placed)

You know I don’t normally make fun of people (insert eye roll here) but I just can’t resist this one.

Now COME on!  This makes Kate Gosselin’s hair look good.  From the looks of it she had to take gel or hairspray or GLUE to keep that sticking straight up in the back.  It looked like a lot of effort for not much in return. 

It was bad.  Real bad.

But do you know what’s good? Real good?

Oh yeah. That’s right.

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Welcome to Life as a Woman…

My husband and I made a quick trip to the mall last night to get a birthday present for Lauren (Happy Birthday Lauren!). 

The end.

Ok, not really. 

While we were there he wanted to run and try on and pick up some jeans.  He grabbed a pair and ran to the dressing room just to get a quick gauge of where to go from there.

He came out of the dressing room looking a little distraught.  The jeans didn’t fit.  They were too tight. 

The look on his face said it all. Depression. Self-hate.  Why? WHY?! WHY!!!

All I told him was, “Welcome to my world.”  He finally knew what it felt like to be a woman and something NOT FIT PROPERLY.  

I soothed him by telling him what I would have wanted to hear, “It was probably just the cut of the jean that made them tight.”

He also reacted like every woman I know.  Instead of going home and running or working out he got a $10 container of pistachios, cashews, and peanuts.  Now that’s my kind of (wo)man!

Now let’s see…how fat is my husband?

Yeah, exactly.  Not fat at all.  I would still kill for his legs.  Is that a weird thing to say?

Speaking of not fat and fat…

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Or twenty.

I could bore you with details about Thanksgiving that no one (including myself) care about.  I saw family–blah blah blah. I ate food–blah blah blah.  I ice skated–blah blah blah.

The thing I’ll remember the most about Thanksgiving ’09 is this:


Can you handle the cuteness? Oh my goodness, Christmas came early for me when my husband informed me there were going to be 8 floors, EIGHT FLOORS, of bulldogs at the hotel we stayed at in Kansas City. 

As a person who loves dogs and loves bulldogs I almost passed out.  It was a dream come true.  Granted, they stunk the hotel up but it was totally worth it when I got to sink my hands into that soft, blubbery, wrinkled fur. 

The only thing that could have made it better is if I saw one that’s going to be starring in a major motion picture next year.


I did!

Meet Edward.  Yes, he is named after Edward Cullen.  He was way less brooding than Edward Cullen though.  He seemed like he knew how to have a good time. 

He’s starring in “The Other Guys” with Will Ferrell, Mark Wahlberg, Samuel L Jackson, and Dwayne “THE ROCK” Johnson. 

He gave me his pawtograph.  Wow, I’m sorry that was bad.  And sadly that’s a lie–no pawtograph.

Needless to say, no food or activity lived up to this.  And starting today I will be taking donations for the “Buy Angela a Bulldog” fund.

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