and these are my nieces. lukes new big sisters.
i heart them and miss them lots
i heart them and miss them lotsWednesday, August 30, 2006
luke
this is my new nephew luke.
named so that my brother can say "luuuuke, i am your father."
isnt he cute?
heres another one. you can see my sister in law in it. shes purty too.
named so that my brother can say "luuuuke, i am your father."
isnt he cute?
heres another one. you can see my sister in law in it. shes purty too.
cleanliness is godliness
jasons parents are coming next week and we have started a mass cleaning of our apartment.
not that surface cleaning that we do for our friends- the "put everything in the office, close the door, and pick up any crumbs that have been hanging out on our carpet" clean.
no. no. no.
this is starting at the base- the heart of the beast.
the closets.
it started off as jasons idea. cleaning typically is always his idea. dirt is kitchy to me. but i cant exactly play video games and watch tv while he organizes and reorganizes- at least not while hes cleaning in the living room. so i had to help.
i emptied out, swept, and organized the front closet and i did a hell of a job. i mean, we have a bookbag bag. it holds the empty bags. how ingenious is that?!
jason worked on the back storage closet last night and i must say, his organization skills leave something to be desired. its clean and nice, but let's be honest. there isn't anything in there that rivals the bookbag bag.
our house is still a mess, but man! if you come over we are totally taking you on a tour of the closets!
not that surface cleaning that we do for our friends- the "put everything in the office, close the door, and pick up any crumbs that have been hanging out on our carpet" clean.
no. no. no.
this is starting at the base- the heart of the beast.
the closets.
it started off as jasons idea. cleaning typically is always his idea. dirt is kitchy to me. but i cant exactly play video games and watch tv while he organizes and reorganizes- at least not while hes cleaning in the living room. so i had to help.
i emptied out, swept, and organized the front closet and i did a hell of a job. i mean, we have a bookbag bag. it holds the empty bags. how ingenious is that?!
jason worked on the back storage closet last night and i must say, his organization skills leave something to be desired. its clean and nice, but let's be honest. there isn't anything in there that rivals the bookbag bag.
our house is still a mess, but man! if you come over we are totally taking you on a tour of the closets!
Monday, August 28, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
my very educated mother just served us nine... oh f*ck....
id like to talk a little bit about this new classification for pluto...
i heard about it just before i hit snooze on my alarm, but then found myself so excited i couldnt go back to sleep... seriously.
something about the fact that what the science books have taught us all these years will now be reprinted to teach the next generation something completely different is so fascinating to me. and that technically, what we have learned to date is all wrong.
in 2003 i happened to catch a smidge of the news while on vacation in aruba. i heard that astronomers had found a planet next to jupiter in our solar system. holy canolli! i couldnt wait to get back to the states to learn more about it... when i got back i couldnt understand why no one was talking about it. i mean, a huge planet, in OUR solar system, undiscovered until that day. it was equivalent to learning that there IS in fact a santa claus (there is by the way). i was searching news channel after news channel to no avail. then i found it, thanks to my digital soul mate, google. it is a planet the SIZE of jupiter in a solar system NEXT to ours.
this is jack's deflated excitement.
so fast forward to today, still harboring feelings of loss and resentment from 3 years ago... to hear that there is a surprise like this. some think its semantics, but i dont care...
this is jack's renewed hope.
as of today, our solar system only has 8 planets... at least that we know of. there is always the chance that theres one hiding behind uranus.
i heard about it just before i hit snooze on my alarm, but then found myself so excited i couldnt go back to sleep... seriously.
something about the fact that what the science books have taught us all these years will now be reprinted to teach the next generation something completely different is so fascinating to me. and that technically, what we have learned to date is all wrong.
in 2003 i happened to catch a smidge of the news while on vacation in aruba. i heard that astronomers had found a planet next to jupiter in our solar system. holy canolli! i couldnt wait to get back to the states to learn more about it... when i got back i couldnt understand why no one was talking about it. i mean, a huge planet, in OUR solar system, undiscovered until that day. it was equivalent to learning that there IS in fact a santa claus (there is by the way). i was searching news channel after news channel to no avail. then i found it, thanks to my digital soul mate, google. it is a planet the SIZE of jupiter in a solar system NEXT to ours.
this is jack's deflated excitement.
so fast forward to today, still harboring feelings of loss and resentment from 3 years ago... to hear that there is a surprise like this. some think its semantics, but i dont care...
this is jack's renewed hope.
as of today, our solar system only has 8 planets... at least that we know of. there is always the chance that theres one hiding behind uranus.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
our 42" golden calf
last night jason met me downtown.
"we need to go to costco."
now, i wont ever be one to question this, because i love bulk. i love all the 100 count packages of m&ms, and the concrete goodness that is their home.
but we werent going for bulk items. we didnt even get a cart (blasphemous, i know).
we were going for a tv.
our 27" flat screen did not have nearly enough pixels to see the heads being blown off our ghost recon advanced warfighter opponents- at least not clearly. nor was is big enough to completely FILL our entertainment center. we needed more.
costco was unproductive. its offerings- slim. (i shake my head in disappointment).
but we werent done.
off to the east side (for those of you that actually live here, its like venturing to hell. khaki, polo, hummer hell) to CIRCUIT CITY.
at this point im bored with this story, and the adventure iteslf, so ill speed it up.
we bought a tv.
...no....
its not just a tv.
its an experience.
a samsung 42" dlp tv to be exact. (it was on sale, and jason was buying) and a universal remote that gives us a little lip when the devices it controls dont work properly. "is the tv on NOW?" *yes* "did that fix the problem?" *yes*
and its in our house now.
...no...
our apartment.
but it is glorious. it is shiny and crisp (even with brodcast only tv). and size really does matter.
tonight i am going to make a sacrifice to it.
"we need to go to costco."
now, i wont ever be one to question this, because i love bulk. i love all the 100 count packages of m&ms, and the concrete goodness that is their home.
but we werent going for bulk items. we didnt even get a cart (blasphemous, i know).
we were going for a tv.
our 27" flat screen did not have nearly enough pixels to see the heads being blown off our ghost recon advanced warfighter opponents- at least not clearly. nor was is big enough to completely FILL our entertainment center. we needed more.
costco was unproductive. its offerings- slim. (i shake my head in disappointment).
but we werent done.
off to the east side (for those of you that actually live here, its like venturing to hell. khaki, polo, hummer hell) to CIRCUIT CITY.
at this point im bored with this story, and the adventure iteslf, so ill speed it up.
we bought a tv.
...no....
its not just a tv.
its an experience.
a samsung 42" dlp tv to be exact. (it was on sale, and jason was buying) and a universal remote that gives us a little lip when the devices it controls dont work properly. "is the tv on NOW?" *yes* "did that fix the problem?" *yes*
and its in our house now.
...no...
our apartment.
but it is glorious. it is shiny and crisp (even with brodcast only tv). and size really does matter.
tonight i am going to make a sacrifice to it.
Monday, August 21, 2006
shower the baby in red wine and vaseline
this blog is a little belated. and once again, about beth.
actually, about bills mom (seriously though) ...and her immediate family ...and their fondness for red wine ...and sexually explicit jokes at the expense of the mom to be.
we were late to the shower in bremerton. on the hour plus ride over i got the dossiers on the characters i was about to meet.
bills mom (dossier)... nice lady. very "how things should be." i was told it would be unfathomable if i humped her like i do billy.
bills mom (in person)... drunk. VERY drunk. in a very short skirt giving everyone a chance to glance up it. still a very nice lady. just a very nice drunk lady with purple teeth. i probably could have gotten away with humping her.
bills aunt (dossier)... bills favorite aunt. also nice.
bills aunt (in person)... also very drunk. i think i DID hump her.
you get the gist.
and according to michelle- bills cousin- exactly like she was described in the dossier and probably the most sober one- beth should not use the vibrating baby bouncer for herself. it does not work so well.
it was the best baby shower ever. EVER.
actually, about bills mom (seriously though) ...and her immediate family ...and their fondness for red wine ...and sexually explicit jokes at the expense of the mom to be.
we were late to the shower in bremerton. on the hour plus ride over i got the dossiers on the characters i was about to meet.
bills mom (dossier)... nice lady. very "how things should be." i was told it would be unfathomable if i humped her like i do billy.
bills mom (in person)... drunk. VERY drunk. in a very short skirt giving everyone a chance to glance up it. still a very nice lady. just a very nice drunk lady with purple teeth. i probably could have gotten away with humping her.
bills aunt (dossier)... bills favorite aunt. also nice.
bills aunt (in person)... also very drunk. i think i DID hump her.
you get the gist.
and according to michelle- bills cousin- exactly like she was described in the dossier and probably the most sober one- beth should not use the vibrating baby bouncer for herself. it does not work so well.
it was the best baby shower ever. EVER.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
dear gastank
if you hold out long enough to make it home tonight, i promise i will fill you up and never let you get so low again.
your humble servant.
mandy
your humble servant.
mandy
Friday, June 23, 2006
"its people!"
these are things i knew:
-boys like to make other boys happy for money in volunteer park.
-there are lines of cars with only the driver in them parked along the lower street in the park.
yesterday on my walk with beth and alisa we walked past the forementioned cars. i have walked past them so many times without giving them a second thought- i was always looking for the boys in the bushes... because if you are going to have super secret playtime in the park, thats where you would do it. i never saw a one. well, imagine my suprise, while walking by car #1, i hear moaning thru the open window... and then comes the fabled oprah "aha moment"- i whisper yell to myself in a "soylent green is made out of people" type voice, "they are in the CARS! not the bushes, the CARS!"
it felt like the end of a good nancy drew novel.
*sigh*
-boys like to make other boys happy for money in volunteer park.
-there are lines of cars with only the driver in them parked along the lower street in the park.
yesterday on my walk with beth and alisa we walked past the forementioned cars. i have walked past them so many times without giving them a second thought- i was always looking for the boys in the bushes... because if you are going to have super secret playtime in the park, thats where you would do it. i never saw a one. well, imagine my suprise, while walking by car #1, i hear moaning thru the open window... and then comes the fabled oprah "aha moment"- i whisper yell to myself in a "soylent green is made out of people" type voice, "they are in the CARS! not the bushes, the CARS!"
it felt like the end of a good nancy drew novel.
*sigh*
Sunday, June 18, 2006
fucking cat owners
its been a while.
ive been debating on whether to continue my blogging or not. sometimes i get wrapped up in the idea that its very narcissistic... and then the self doubt kicks in.
"who would want to read this? youre a designer, not a writer."
then i say fuck it.
and that brings us to today.
i picked up an excited beth today to head to target where i witnessed the gamut of emotions swirling inside of her. she doesnt become irate or mean, just quite. then she disappears for a while, and comes back chipper- an empty hot dog wrapper in hand. prime pregnant beth- as im slowly learning.
before we headed to target boutique we had to run an errand only beth could come up with. she found a scared cat on her way home today. he was hunkered down on the corner of busy street and traffic ave. so she took him in, called the owners on the tag, and decided to drop him off at his home.
bleeding heart.
so imagine my surprise when beth ran back down to my car to give me the dvd i will burn as a gift for fathers day with her cordless phone to her ear (let me interject here how weird i still think it is for bill and beth to have a land line...) apparently the owners of mr. cat did not live at the address on the tag- the address we had dropped him off at on our way out. as a result they chastised beth via voicemail. apparently they love their cat enough to call and harrass someone trying desparately to help, but not enough to change the fucking tags on the OUTDOOR cat's collar.
im gonna kick that guy if i see him.
ive been debating on whether to continue my blogging or not. sometimes i get wrapped up in the idea that its very narcissistic... and then the self doubt kicks in.
"who would want to read this? youre a designer, not a writer."
then i say fuck it.
and that brings us to today.
i picked up an excited beth today to head to target where i witnessed the gamut of emotions swirling inside of her. she doesnt become irate or mean, just quite. then she disappears for a while, and comes back chipper- an empty hot dog wrapper in hand. prime pregnant beth- as im slowly learning.
before we headed to target boutique we had to run an errand only beth could come up with. she found a scared cat on her way home today. he was hunkered down on the corner of busy street and traffic ave. so she took him in, called the owners on the tag, and decided to drop him off at his home.
bleeding heart.
so imagine my surprise when beth ran back down to my car to give me the dvd i will burn as a gift for fathers day with her cordless phone to her ear (let me interject here how weird i still think it is for bill and beth to have a land line...) apparently the owners of mr. cat did not live at the address on the tag- the address we had dropped him off at on our way out. as a result they chastised beth via voicemail. apparently they love their cat enough to call and harrass someone trying desparately to help, but not enough to change the fucking tags on the OUTDOOR cat's collar.
im gonna kick that guy if i see him.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Smelt Run
He lost his tallywacker in an unfortuante smelting accident...
or something like that.
I ran me a 5k today- the whole way. 3.1 something miles. oh yeah!
or something like that.
I ran me a 5k today- the whole way. 3.1 something miles. oh yeah!
Thursday, February 23, 2006
2 miles!
it doesnt sound like much, im sure, to those long distance runners... but to me, it was the most i think i have ever pushed myself... and im pretty fuckin proud.
saturday i have an ambitious 5k to run. im hoping my shins dont hurt as much, and i REALLY want to be able to run the whole thing. keep your fingers for me.
then i can eat lots of ice cream... or other bad things before i have to start my food diary...
saturday i have an ambitious 5k to run. im hoping my shins dont hurt as much, and i REALLY want to be able to run the whole thing. keep your fingers for me.
then i can eat lots of ice cream... or other bad things before i have to start my food diary...
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
the "it" factor
what is "it"? how do you know when you have "it"? how do you keep "it"? how do you revive "it"?
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
sick winter
i cant even remember how many times ive been sick this winter.
i hate it and im over it.
right now i have one of those colds that make me wish my mom was here... i hope jason hurries home with the freezer pops.
i hate it and im over it.
right now i have one of those colds that make me wish my mom was here... i hope jason hurries home with the freezer pops.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
just like the one pam anderson wore...
i saw a guy walking down the street the other day. he looked seemingly normal from the temples down, but up top there was one of those top hats- the oversized kind- purple, i think- with fur. and i thought to myself (because i deemed him normal) that it was just a means in which to keep his head warm and dry in the chilly damp weather that makes seattle what it is. (of course this assumption is because of my inate ability to judge people at first glance) seeing this guy got me thinking... i wanted to wear more hats- like that- and i dont wanna care what society thinks...
well, this was days ago, and of course, im too self conscious now to don one...
but someday...
well, this was days ago, and of course, im too self conscious now to don one...
but someday...
Friday, February 03, 2006
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
this is typical of me
i have had this blog for a long time. in fact i think i have two or three. but i can't remember my login name, or password, or the email address it is directed to (because i have many of those as well)...
i took the time out of my work day today to figure it out... good use of company time.
so here i am making my first post in my -i dont know how old- blog space... and i cant post any pictures, because while i have a flickr account, i cant remember any of my login info there either.
and the kicker is that i have a remarkable memory...
apparently for certain things...
and this is not one of them...
i took the time out of my work day today to figure it out... good use of company time.
so here i am making my first post in my -i dont know how old- blog space... and i cant post any pictures, because while i have a flickr account, i cant remember any of my login info there either.
and the kicker is that i have a remarkable memory...
apparently for certain things...
and this is not one of them...
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