OK god, I'm slightly afraid that my cousin might have thought of this first. Sneaky Pete??? Was this you??? I could totally see you combining your love of music with.....
PS, what is with these wall statements??? I was recently at a house, Bridawg love you, with some that said "family, a journey to forever" and then I threw up in my mouth. Let's take a moment that someone is living in a house where they put reminders they are "family" on the wall. Just pointing this out....
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
RIP crazy grandma
Well my crazy grandma passed on this AM and has joined my amazing, dirty grandpa (famous previous grandpa statement "your boobs are perfect, LL, because anything over a handful is just wasted"), who apparently she has been talking to recently! I love her dearly and she was a great woman. We had many a classic moments over the last 10 years which I'll never forget. I was going back through my pictures over lunch today and found two classic ones.
First, the big GS and I used to go get pedicures. This was an event, let me tell you. I'd call the spa ahead of time to make sure there were no steps in sight (steps = no good in the old lady world). Then I would call the old crazy bat to make sure she was up and at them that morning. I would swing by in the plastic pinto to pick her up, while making sure I kept my eye on her apartment key (she had a tendency to forget these things or leave them somewhere). Then we'd get her in and out of my car, and like clock work she would pull herself up out of my low riding car to say "Ahhh it's a bitch getting old." I'd get her inside and she would have to put on a robe and take off her pants, which to GS equated to taking off all her clothes, including her fake boob. She would explain to other spa-goers that she just got dressed like an hour ago and that was work! I'd make sure to load her up with lots of free coffee and cookies, and just relax the shit out of her. She loved it, and would tell my uncle Doug the next day "well my toes feel so good but I don't know when I had them done." I love you and your crappy memory (which I'm bound to inherit), GS:
Grandma, like myself, was also a drinker...not a damn lush, but a good drinking midwestern woman. As Momma B put in her obit "GS will be best remembered for her love of a cold beer and good conversation on the back porch of her log home." AMEN sista!!! That is like LL explained. So anyways one of my favorite memories was when I used to take the big GS out for dinner with my friends from college. During one meal with my best friend Helga, Grandma ordered a large margarita, bigger than Helga's order. Helga turns to me with a look of "seriously, your grandma just order a bigger tequila drink then me at the ripe age of 21???" Yes, yes that is correct. She was an amazing drinker. Here is a photo from my most recent visit last last September--she was a toothless wonder and said on the way home "I love going for rides when drunk" to my uncle and I:
Finally, one last GS story....she was a major fan of Butterscotch. Seriously, you could set your watch for when that amazing woman would order a butterscotch sundae. I used to go meet up with her and my grandpa just to hang out and visit (no olives on my pizza please), and she would always order some dessert. And for those that know me well, I don't eat dessert (does nothing for me--vodka on the other hand, right up my alley). But for my wonderful Grandma, I would always tell her I would split it. Once, when McBetty was visiting, she said "no" to grandma in her request for splitting some sugar substance. I had to education her later, that you never say "no" to GS when it comes to dessert. Just nod and say "yes" and then 10 minutes later when it arrives she won't remember and then just eat it all herself. For christ sake the lady is 90 years old and should be able to order whatever the hell she wants without feeling guilty.
So in honor of my Grandma, we all are heading back to MN tomorrow and Thursday. I would like to treat everyone to a round of Bud Light or margaritas, and then order some Butterscotch sundaes to celebrate her amazing life. I will miss you dearly, GS.
XOXOXO
PS, remind me to tell you about the story where she couldn't find her fake boob. Classic GS, classic. "I can't find my fake boob!!!!"
First, the big GS and I used to go get pedicures. This was an event, let me tell you. I'd call the spa ahead of time to make sure there were no steps in sight (steps = no good in the old lady world). Then I would call the old crazy bat to make sure she was up and at them that morning. I would swing by in the plastic pinto to pick her up, while making sure I kept my eye on her apartment key (she had a tendency to forget these things or leave them somewhere). Then we'd get her in and out of my car, and like clock work she would pull herself up out of my low riding car to say "Ahhh it's a bitch getting old." I'd get her inside and she would have to put on a robe and take off her pants, which to GS equated to taking off all her clothes, including her fake boob. She would explain to other spa-goers that she just got dressed like an hour ago and that was work! I'd make sure to load her up with lots of free coffee and cookies, and just relax the shit out of her. She loved it, and would tell my uncle Doug the next day "well my toes feel so good but I don't know when I had them done." I love you and your crappy memory (which I'm bound to inherit), GS:
Grandma, like myself, was also a drinker...not a damn lush, but a good drinking midwestern woman. As Momma B put in her obit "GS will be best remembered for her love of a cold beer and good conversation on the back porch of her log home." AMEN sista!!! That is like LL explained. So anyways one of my favorite memories was when I used to take the big GS out for dinner with my friends from college. During one meal with my best friend Helga, Grandma ordered a large margarita, bigger than Helga's order. Helga turns to me with a look of "seriously, your grandma just order a bigger tequila drink then me at the ripe age of 21???" Yes, yes that is correct. She was an amazing drinker. Here is a photo from my most recent visit last last September--she was a toothless wonder and said on the way home "I love going for rides when drunk" to my uncle and I:
Finally, one last GS story....she was a major fan of Butterscotch. Seriously, you could set your watch for when that amazing woman would order a butterscotch sundae. I used to go meet up with her and my grandpa just to hang out and visit (no olives on my pizza please), and she would always order some dessert. And for those that know me well, I don't eat dessert (does nothing for me--vodka on the other hand, right up my alley). But for my wonderful Grandma, I would always tell her I would split it. Once, when McBetty was visiting, she said "no" to grandma in her request for splitting some sugar substance. I had to education her later, that you never say "no" to GS when it comes to dessert. Just nod and say "yes" and then 10 minutes later when it arrives she won't remember and then just eat it all herself. For christ sake the lady is 90 years old and should be able to order whatever the hell she wants without feeling guilty.
So in honor of my Grandma, we all are heading back to MN tomorrow and Thursday. I would like to treat everyone to a round of Bud Light or margaritas, and then order some Butterscotch sundaes to celebrate her amazing life. I will miss you dearly, GS.
XOXOXO
PS, remind me to tell you about the story where she couldn't find her fake boob. Classic GS, classic. "I can't find my fake boob!!!!"
Monday, August 30, 2010
an open letter requesting fall
Dear mother nature,
I know you are busy being all motherly and organic and naturally, but I'm done with summer. Bring on fall. I'm ready for cooler weather, for less sun, for changing leaves, and for football season. More reason to end the summer: my garden was a big flop that only produced 1 cucumber and a couple strawberries which basically turned into hummingbird food.
I had to lock myself in my apartment this weekend and turn into Martha Facher so to keep myself out of trouble. I came, I baked, I cooked. I'm tried of hiding indoors and being so freaking mcsweaty when outside. The days are getting shorter and I'm totally OK with it. So please mother nature, can the big VA just get a little colder, please?
I promise to keep hump/ugging trees and recycling if you will just bring on the fall....
Eternally yours,
LL
I know you are busy being all motherly and organic and naturally, but I'm done with summer. Bring on fall. I'm ready for cooler weather, for less sun, for changing leaves, and for football season. More reason to end the summer: my garden was a big flop that only produced 1 cucumber and a couple strawberries which basically turned into hummingbird food.
I had to lock myself in my apartment this weekend and turn into Martha Facher so to keep myself out of trouble. I came, I baked, I cooked. I'm tried of hiding indoors and being so freaking mcsweaty when outside. The days are getting shorter and I'm totally OK with it. So please mother nature, can the big VA just get a little colder, please?
I promise to keep hump/ugging trees and recycling if you will just bring on the fall....
Eternally yours,
LL
finally a little due respect
Well last night was the Emmy's and I am just sooooo happy with the results. Yeah yeah yeah!!! For the first time in 5 years, Kyra Sedgwich won for Best Actress in a Drama for the Closer. Yeah. I love her. She is one of the most talented actors, and plays that role to a t. Congrats. I've been cheering for her for years, and she deserves it. (also if you love the Closer, check out this list...I called all the top ones)
Second best result of the night was when Jim Parson's won for Best Actor for a Comedy for the Big Bang Theory. This is an amazingly funny show that deserves more respect, and funnily represents academia. It is brilliant show and has generally been shit on over the last couple years. Congrats, Jim, you make me laugh so hard. Bazinga!
Also noteable happenings last night included the opening number. I particularly like the jab at Kate G, and the amazing grinding bootie dance with John Hamm and Betty White. Oh Betty, you make me laugh so hard:
Finally, Modern Family, winner of Best Comedy Series, also did a really funny skit. I loved it because that sexy silver fox was in it and because it support the gays. I'm a gay supporter:
Second best result of the night was when Jim Parson's won for Best Actor for a Comedy for the Big Bang Theory. This is an amazingly funny show that deserves more respect, and funnily represents academia. It is brilliant show and has generally been shit on over the last couple years. Congrats, Jim, you make me laugh so hard. Bazinga!
Also noteable happenings last night included the opening number. I particularly like the jab at Kate G, and the amazing grinding bootie dance with John Hamm and Betty White. Oh Betty, you make me laugh so hard:
Finally, Modern Family, winner of Best Comedy Series, also did a really funny skit. I loved it because that sexy silver fox was in it and because it support the gays. I'm a gay supporter:
Saturday, August 28, 2010
with a little practice, this could be me
Have you heard of this guitar prodigy, Yuto Miyazawa? Well he is a badass 10 year old who is an amazing guitarist. Check out this video of him rocking out with Ozzy Osbourne, totally hot:
music of the moment
Remember Gnarl's Barkley? Well one of the artists, Cee Low Green, has come out with his much anticipated solo album. I love his voice, and he is this tiney tiny hip hoppy, r&b singer. This sound makes me want to shake it a little and laugh:
Thursday, August 26, 2010
in case you need a pick me up...
Check here....
No really, click there....
(I swear you are not about to get Rick Rolled)
Trust me....
.....and you're welcome!
No really, click there....
(I swear you are not about to get Rick Rolled)
Trust me....
.....and you're welcome!
sexual favors for everyone
Well I had a pleasant surprise of opening up my mail this afternoon after being gone for 8 days to find:
- Two packages of drugs
- A check for $205 with writing in the notes field stating: "for sexual favors"
- A package containing a Vogue magazine, coffee, and a love note
another classic weekend
Well I'm about two weeks and a dollar behind with getting some amazing pictures posted from when my good friend Nicole came to visit me in the big Cville earlier this month. In preparation for her visit, I went back through many of our classic pictures, including some of her straddling gay strippers and others with our good friend Keith (my gay husband). But I'm happy to report that those 3 days added about 200 more pictures of memories....
I've been so blessed this year to be able to travel to see my friends but also have alot of friends come to visit me here in VA (here and here and here and here and here). We've seen the countryside and witnessed alot of amazing beautifulness in the big VA. Case and point, whilst hitting up alot of random wineries, Nicole and I decided to stop the plastic pinto in the middle of the road and run around enjoying this sight:
For the record, Nicole climbed this tree while I watched for cars ("game on"). The entire day/night included eating sushi, crab cakes, touring grounds, listening to live music, and droving throughout central VA following signs of grapes (which we equated to flowing booze). The best part for Nicole was merrily skipping through the streets after shopping and ordering some vegetarian dish which she might have reached a big O over :)
Like most of my classic weekends, we ended up on railroad tracks. All my fun somehow involves railroad tracks and me having some sort of party on them, whether that is in Cville or TX!!! This time we had to illegally park the plastic pinto, jump a fence, and quickly avoid some scary homeless people while making sure we didn't pee our pants. Here is Nic and I with the setting sun:
Nic and I were wine connoisseurs or consumers, which ever, throughout the big VA. We came, we saw, we tasted and we made friends. We even toured DMB's winery and each bought a bottle that was aged in "MN Oak Barrels"....how awesome is that? Well anyways, this was us for an entire three days:
Throughout the weekend we also experienced a little TJ architecture, went to a Zumba dancing workout class (where I got to yell out and shake what my momma gave me), treated ourselves a little medi/pedi (minus the botox), shopped at the farmer's market, and sat up on the rooftop patio pool. We also made a quick trip to Richmond where we ran into one of my friends at this famous restaurant. We were so hung over that I don't even think I could taste my lunch, but that was all part of the fun (signed book copies for everyone!). See if you can place the following pictures.....grounds, richmond elevator of fun, and rooftop patio bathing (aka LL avoiding the big ball of death in the sky):
As we all know, moustaches were running rampant that weekend. We had an amazing party with all my friends that included amuse bouches, moustaches, lounges, candles and a bar. Despite what people might say, I'm not young and impressionable.....and that whole 3 AM swimming adventure, post moustache rides, was totally my idea. Needless to say both Nic and I jumped a 10 foot fence to silently wade in the water, trying not to get caught by the po-po:
Good times, good times. If I wasn't so stressed/exhausted lately, I could remember the amazing one-liners and funnies that happened throughout the vacation weekend. Unfortunately, neither Nicole nor I could remember shit later.....oh well, it was still amazing.
I've been so blessed this year to be able to travel to see my friends but also have alot of friends come to visit me here in VA (here and here and here and here and here). We've seen the countryside and witnessed alot of amazing beautifulness in the big VA. Case and point, whilst hitting up alot of random wineries, Nicole and I decided to stop the plastic pinto in the middle of the road and run around enjoying this sight:
For the record, Nicole climbed this tree while I watched for cars ("game on"). The entire day/night included eating sushi, crab cakes, touring grounds, listening to live music, and droving throughout central VA following signs of grapes (which we equated to flowing booze). The best part for Nicole was merrily skipping through the streets after shopping and ordering some vegetarian dish which she might have reached a big O over :)
Like most of my classic weekends, we ended up on railroad tracks. All my fun somehow involves railroad tracks and me having some sort of party on them, whether that is in Cville or TX!!! This time we had to illegally park the plastic pinto, jump a fence, and quickly avoid some scary homeless people while making sure we didn't pee our pants. Here is Nic and I with the setting sun:
Nic and I were wine connoisseurs or consumers, which ever, throughout the big VA. We came, we saw, we tasted and we made friends. We even toured DMB's winery and each bought a bottle that was aged in "MN Oak Barrels"....how awesome is that? Well anyways, this was us for an entire three days:
Throughout the weekend we also experienced a little TJ architecture, went to a Zumba dancing workout class (where I got to yell out and shake what my momma gave me), treated ourselves a little medi/pedi (minus the botox), shopped at the farmer's market, and sat up on the rooftop patio pool. We also made a quick trip to Richmond where we ran into one of my friends at this famous restaurant. We were so hung over that I don't even think I could taste my lunch, but that was all part of the fun (signed book copies for everyone!). See if you can place the following pictures.....grounds, richmond elevator of fun, and rooftop patio bathing (aka LL avoiding the big ball of death in the sky):
As we all know, moustaches were running rampant that weekend. We had an amazing party with all my friends that included amuse bouches, moustaches, lounges, candles and a bar. Despite what people might say, I'm not young and impressionable.....and that whole 3 AM swimming adventure, post moustache rides, was totally my idea. Needless to say both Nic and I jumped a 10 foot fence to silently wade in the water, trying not to get caught by the po-po:
Good times, good times. If I wasn't so stressed/exhausted lately, I could remember the amazing one-liners and funnies that happened throughout the vacation weekend. Unfortunately, neither Nicole nor I could remember shit later.....oh well, it was still amazing.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
the lacy dickey
Sooo I'm a big fan of the Dickey, you know the quarter length turtleneck that you wear under sweaters. You know what I'm talking about....like Cousin Eddie (aka Randy Quid, weirdo) from the Christmas Vacation. I particularly enjoy when there is a light sweater and a dark dickey so that you can see the square piece through the overlay!
Well apparently there is a female version of the dickey that is all lacy and pretty and attaches to the girls. Meet the "cami-secret".....you know a way to make your nightlife clothes more appropriate for your professional life. I bet this device wouldn't work for me or better yet for JB...she would find some way to have it fall off or rip or something that is classic JB:
Well apparently there is a female version of the dickey that is all lacy and pretty and attaches to the girls. Meet the "cami-secret".....you know a way to make your nightlife clothes more appropriate for your professional life. I bet this device wouldn't work for me or better yet for JB...she would find some way to have it fall off or rip or something that is classic JB:
Sunday, August 22, 2010
meating place
I like it when those clever "meat" people start getting all mcpuny and turn anything that is "meeting" or "meet" termed into meat. They have a website called "meating place"....hahahaha. GREAT!! Anyways, I found recently that McBetty's boss was on one of my favorite shows, talking meat, and breaking bacon shaped hearts. Seriously, I pledge my alliance to Jimmy Dean (and Jimbo Bean, as I've mentioned previously) every morning:
| The Colbert Report | Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c | |||
| Better Know a Lobby - American Meat Institute | ||||
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music of the moment
Well I keep hearing this amazing instrumental song lately that makes me totally happy....it has this bad/kick-ass vibe to it. It reminds me of a little "I dug my key...craved my name into his leather seat....slashed a hole in all four tires" and "shouldn't said no...baby you might still have me". Trust me gentlemen, you don't want to piss off us ladies. We turn to bad mother you know whats and apparently go after your cars. Seriously, bust the windows out your car:
Can't you imagine doing a hot, sexy, sensual tango to this??? Seriously, this is probably going to be on DWTS this year. Some gay dancer will be prancing around with some hasbeen "celebrity" with a fake tan and too much glitter all over their body. Tango, a hot tango, I can envision it...
Can't you imagine doing a hot, sexy, sensual tango to this??? Seriously, this is probably going to be on DWTS this year. Some gay dancer will be prancing around with some hasbeen "celebrity" with a fake tan and too much glitter all over their body. Tango, a hot tango, I can envision it...
my new crush
I think I've found a new crush which has joined the ranks of Matty M (when he used to shower) and Clive O (ooOOoo) circa 1990s. Lee Pace dazzled me in Miss Pettigrew with his sexiness and singing....and apparently he cooks too! I'm a sucker for any man who can play the piano for me. Anyways he is up and coming, you heard it here first. He is going to soon be one of People's sexiest men alive....
this is just as bad as the snuggie
Well I just ran across the newest internet product sensation....the Snazzy Napper! This piece of crap rivals that damn backwards polar fleece jacket, the Snuggie. I don't really think this "Napper" is going to work. I mean the breath hole probably won't fit me right because I have a big forehead, or the blanket part won't fit over the girls. Also, isn't this a little middle-eastern-ish for all our closed-minded Americans? Plus I'm just really pissed that I didn't think of this and start marketing it years ago with "Leslie's Crafts & Stuff." Damnit. I'm always 40 cents behind:
Friday, August 20, 2010
NYC sunset
The prettiest sunset occurred in NYC earlier this week on Wednesday night. It was amazing...let it load and then use the scroll to speed it up....beautiful:
Thanks, CNN, thanks.
Thanks CNN. I appreciate waking up to this headline and picture:
Single? You're not alone:
This is the photo that captures living alone??? Right living alone automatically means drinker, on a glass bar. That isn't even someone's real house. And then there is that poor single girl, looking off into the distance, longing for a life beyond her singleness. Listen, I have some advise for her, grab that martini and chug it....
I won't be judged by you or society. Yeah I like martinis, and I drink alone. This is going to be me tonight if I get through this training and don't run my brand new rental car into oncoming traffic. Damn you CNN....
Single? You're not alone:
This is the photo that captures living alone??? Right living alone automatically means drinker, on a glass bar. That isn't even someone's real house. And then there is that poor single girl, looking off into the distance, longing for a life beyond her singleness. Listen, I have some advise for her, grab that martini and chug it....
I won't be judged by you or society. Yeah I like martinis, and I drink alone. This is going to be me tonight if I get through this training and don't run my brand new rental car into oncoming traffic. Damn you CNN....
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
bloody vamps
Well these aren't the good natured, sparkling vegetarian vampires who are so popular right now:
The True Blood vamps grace the cover of Rolling Stones coming out this week. Wowwwwsa there is some blood, nakeness, and grab-age happening in this photo.
Makes me want to yell "BILL" in a southern accent....
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
batman for president
If I was still young and impressible (which I'm not, I swear, that whole 3 AM swimming thing was totally my idea), I would have totally considered this during election season:
BATMAN (say it in the raspy voice) would totally be a good sheriff, then he could work his way up to president. I'd totally vote for Batman, Ron Bateman on the other hand, I'm not sure so sure about. This is brilliant vandalism, and may actually help this candidate.
I once was "arrested" in high school for "stealing" election signs. Of course I was not actually convicted on any of the terms, didn't have to remove my shoe laces, or didn't have to smuggle any drugs in. Once I was pulled over, the officer looked in my backseat (which was stocked with about 50 election signs) and said "there better not be any sheriff signs back there." He also asked if I had anything else in my trunk, and in the spirit of full disclosure I said "there is 100 rolls of toilet paper." If BATMAN was running for sheriff, I so would have stole that sign.....(back in the day that is).
BATMAN (say it in the raspy voice) would totally be a good sheriff, then he could work his way up to president. I'd totally vote for Batman, Ron Bateman on the other hand, I'm not sure so sure about. This is brilliant vandalism, and may actually help this candidate.
I once was "arrested" in high school for "stealing" election signs. Of course I was not actually convicted on any of the terms, didn't have to remove my shoe laces, or didn't have to smuggle any drugs in. Once I was pulled over, the officer looked in my backseat (which was stocked with about 50 election signs) and said "there better not be any sheriff signs back there." He also asked if I had anything else in my trunk, and in the spirit of full disclosure I said "there is 100 rolls of toilet paper." If BATMAN was running for sheriff, I so would have stole that sign.....(back in the day that is).
I need a homeboy
I'm not sure our lord and savior would appreciate all the ways in which we have made him a little mcghetto. I mean, I'm generally on board with the "Jesus is my homeboy" t-shirts, especially when he is carrying an 80s beatbox. But it might be taking this hip-ty hop-ty business a little too far when churches put this on their signs:
I need a homeboy that will ride dirtty with me...jesus?
I need a homeboy that will ride dirtty with me...jesus?
OK, it was totally me
So the Bieb, and his lesbian hair cut, have been touring the world, breaking tween hearts, and trying to go through puberty without ruining his pop career. But he had an eventful show recently where someone tried to off him with a water bottle, instead of just screaming their head off. Check out this remarkable video:
OK, OK I'll admit it. It totally was me. I was the one with the water bottle---hello? have we met, I always carry around a water bottle. I should have had better aim, I know. This is totally what would have happened if I was stuck at a Bieb concert. All that tweeny heart ache would have just pushed me over the edge. Plus, I don't even think that kid is over 5 feet tall. Seriously, damn canucks, they're everywhere.
I wonder what will happen next, since apparently the Bieb gets revenge when pissed off....
OK, OK I'll admit it. It totally was me. I was the one with the water bottle---hello? have we met, I always carry around a water bottle. I should have had better aim, I know. This is totally what would have happened if I was stuck at a Bieb concert. All that tweeny heart ache would have just pushed me over the edge. Plus, I don't even think that kid is over 5 feet tall. Seriously, damn canucks, they're everywhere.
I wonder what will happen next, since apparently the Bieb gets revenge when pissed off....
correlation may mean causation
In one of the most remarkable correlational studies of our time, some crap and a half dating website released "findings" that iPhone users have more sex than any other phone user. You own a Blackberry? Sorry not as much sex for you. Anroid? You are totally screwed (and not in the way you may want to be). So if you are looking to get lucky, perhaps you could consider upgrading your phone. It might help, as long as you don't hook it to your belt. I'm not sure how I fit into these findings because I have a shit phone, but also have an iTouch....that has to be closer to the iPhone level, no?
Luckily, if you are having problems understanding these findings we also have a quick and dirty graphic to assist in your learning:
Luckily, if you are having problems understanding these findings we also have a quick and dirty graphic to assist in your learning:
effective telemarketing
So I call all "advertising" telemarketing which stems back to a long standing joke with Helga. Apparently her family was having a hard time understanding her career choice and when she would explain "I'm in advertising" they would jump to "So, what? that's like telemarketing?" I'm completely on board with this conclusion, and generally find any form of advertising something to do with annoying telemarketing.
For example, I ran across this ad suggesting that parents should get their young sons karaaraarate lessons (judo chop). Well, yes, we all need some ass-kicking lessons from time to time (gotta keep captain and tenille in shape), but I'm not sure this child is going to make it to a black belt. I do, however, agree that he is going to have to tone up those legs if he is going to fit into 3 inch heels:
For example, I ran across this ad suggesting that parents should get their young sons karaaraarate lessons (judo chop). Well, yes, we all need some ass-kicking lessons from time to time (gotta keep captain and tenille in shape), but I'm not sure this child is going to make it to a black belt. I do, however, agree that he is going to have to tone up those legs if he is going to fit into 3 inch heels:
more public dance parties of 1
Well I'm all about the public dance parties of one that have been surfacing around the internets (here and here)....you have to give these people some credit, they are out there, and they are having some fun. Seriously, everyone needs to be a little bit more like these people--operative word being "a little bit" because more than that might be too much to take!
I ran across this video and was secretly thinking to myself, I may have bet this guy once. I particularly like the douches filming him who are giving a running commentary...."the guy only has one dance move"....really? Because that is really the issue here....let's see the group of women who are huddling away from him. The dude can move his hips, and I think he is smacking it:
I ran across this video and was secretly thinking to myself, I may have bet this guy once. I particularly like the douches filming him who are giving a running commentary...."the guy only has one dance move"....really? Because that is really the issue here....let's see the group of women who are huddling away from him. The dude can move his hips, and I think he is smacking it:
I definitely smell a pork product of some kind
So JonStew is making me laugh recently with his pork/meat report. I agree, more people need to keep pork out of their home....you know, pork products, chickens, and weiners (yeah I said it and you now know it is replaceable with hot dog but not sausage, apparently). And for the record, I worship Jimmy Dean daily...Jimmy Dean and Jim Bean. But this report does answer the age old question:
- "Would you rather have a foster parent or a pork smorgasbord?"
| The Daily Show With Jon Stewart | Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c | |||
| Pork or Parents | ||||
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jump, VV, jump!
The tallest drink of water, Vince Vaughn, jumped out of an airplane this week while he was home and visiting family in Chi-town. His Ma went with him and jumped out over the city landing on the beaches of Lake MI. How amazing and beautiful is that?!?! Sign me up! And this makes me happy because Vince is like 6'6, which gives me hope that someday someone (probably much shorter than me) will strap my sexy self in a harness and jump out of an airplane from like 40,000 feet:
Maybe Momma B will do this with me....won't hold my breath on that one!!! But you have to admit that doing that over central VA would be amazing...If we did it near DC we'd have to make sure not to accidentially land in the Potomac, gross!
Maybe Momma B will do this with me....won't hold my breath on that one!!! But you have to admit that doing that over central VA would be amazing...If we did it near DC we'd have to make sure not to accidentially land in the Potomac, gross!
Sunday, August 15, 2010
music of the moment
So for those that don't know, I have pretty eclectic music tastes....I like everything. I used to not enjoy rock music as much, until I fell for Paramore. Granted they are slightly pop-ish rock. But you may not know that I tend to listen to alot of classical music in the office, or more specifically solo piano. I love listening to the piano, it makes me completely blissfully happy. I have this favorite iTunes radio station, which surprises me with Top 40 songs remixed on the piano. For example, check out these:
And this one, as you are just listening alot and hear the words in your head:
This also happens with the Phantom of the Opera music I love too....
And this one, as you are just listening alot and hear the words in your head:
This also happens with the Phantom of the Opera music I love too....
happenings around the big LL
Well I've been a slacker blogger lately, due mostly to my crazy work schedule. I don't even have time to scroll through my normal blogs throughout the day. See I feel that those five minutes is like the time when others take smoking breaks or go to bathroom....I don't have such unhealthy habits and tend to hold it in until I can taste it :) And lately, I haven't even been able to work ANY of those things into my daily life....and I don't like pulling later nights in the office, makes me crabby when my body doesn't have yoga 3 times a week.
We are massively gearing up for some data collection in NC, and I'm headed down there this week for at least 8 days. I've driving a pimped out SUV full of all kind of supplies, including 2000 books, a computer, 10 boxes of printed materials. It is going to truly be amazing. Then I'll be staying in a phat hotel suite and hopefully finally relaxing a bit.
On a positive side, I get to caught up with the big A during next weekend in NC. We are going to do a little wedding dress pick up and hopefully celebrate her bday a little too. I'm going to have to tone back the LL-ism because I'll be in the presence of some true southern bells (ma and grandma henry). But that will be special....not like the short bus kind!
So just hang on to your butts because I'm trying to just keep myself alive and healthy. I'm still trying to catch up from last weekend, including parties and visitors. This AM I felt like Dexter as I was hauling gigantic coolers in the rain to the plastic pinto, and then wheeling chairs across the street to the office. To top it off, I was also wearing a white wife beater....
Be patient, I'm coming back to my sassy self.
We are massively gearing up for some data collection in NC, and I'm headed down there this week for at least 8 days. I've driving a pimped out SUV full of all kind of supplies, including 2000 books, a computer, 10 boxes of printed materials. It is going to truly be amazing. Then I'll be staying in a phat hotel suite and hopefully finally relaxing a bit.
On a positive side, I get to caught up with the big A during next weekend in NC. We are going to do a little wedding dress pick up and hopefully celebrate her bday a little too. I'm going to have to tone back the LL-ism because I'll be in the presence of some true southern bells (ma and grandma henry). But that will be special....not like the short bus kind!
So just hang on to your butts because I'm trying to just keep myself alive and healthy. I'm still trying to catch up from last weekend, including parties and visitors. This AM I felt like Dexter as I was hauling gigantic coolers in the rain to the plastic pinto, and then wheeling chairs across the street to the office. To top it off, I was also wearing a white wife beater....
Be patient, I'm coming back to my sassy self.
oh god...they're moose knuckles
So I mentioned in passing the other day, that I wasn't sure what the male version of the female camel toe was.....turns out there is a name and it is Moose Knuckles!!!! Yeah, OK that fits. I feel sorely out of the slang world that I'm so behind on such terminologies, but you just can't do it all....And after a quick google search apparently there are ehow sites set up for the acts of avoiding such cuppage/moose knuckle situations. These are good recommendations, plus you can raise your sperm count that way too.
This term apparently is new to one of my favorite comedians too because during this hilarious skit, she failed to mention that is what this father suffers from:
Thanks to G for that update....
This term apparently is new to one of my favorite comedians too because during this hilarious skit, she failed to mention that is what this father suffers from:
Thanks to G for that update....
music of the moment
So I've mentioned previously that I'm secretly in love with Mike P. the new upcoming artists hollaing from MI, detroit as a matter of fact! Representing the big 3-1-3. Last week his debut album dropped to top download numbers on iTunes, at a pretty respectable price. He is still a freshman but hopefully will continue making some professional growth in his music. Apparently, he was in WA this week and performed at the Gorge...jealous, many a'good memories have been made at that venue. I really like the first song of the album, and it sort of just keeps playing and playing in my head:
Friday, August 13, 2010
this makes me so happy
OMG this video TOTALLY just made my night. It's 6:30 on Friday and I'm still in the office and I'll be here all weekend and I'm depressed about it....but this made me giggle and then giggle a little more. Thanks JB. Love it.
DANCE PARTY!!! Hump, hump, hump
Only in MI, Detroit baby!!! Look at those pelvic thrusts!!! Holy balls. Amazing.
DANCE PARTY!!! Hump, hump, hump
Only in MI, Detroit baby!!! Look at those pelvic thrusts!!! Holy balls. Amazing.
exciting HP news
Well I've been keeping you appraised of the development of the final HP movie(s) and it was just released this week where the two movies will be split. Many have been speculating during the filming, and it turns out that the first movie will end when the big V (voldemort that is!) takes the big D's wand....(hahaha, that was sort of a dirty/odd sentence)....and I think this is beyond half way through the book which means they are leaving lots of time for the last battle scene at Hogwarts. They could technically do an entire movie on those last three chapters. I'm soooo looking forward to that, it will be epic. Anyways, here is the new poster just released as well which is pretty sweet:
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Thursday, August 12, 2010
some creative fix-its
Thanks to my good friend R for sending alot these genius ways of fixing things or making your common everyday things work alot better.....I totally should have thought and implemented a number of these McGyver-ish / make-shift things years ago:
OK well I've done this one. I don't really own an iron or buy clothes that require ironing (all future men out there, take note), but when I used to own an iron I did heat things on it. I think I did a can of soup or baked beans once. But this one is genious with the rug/shoe contraption. Brilliant.
Now how it took me this long to consider this one as a possibility, I don't know. It might be that I've never really lived someone where laundry is included.....but if I had, this soooo would have been an option. Who needs tubs???
OK this may happen with the plastic pinto if the radio goes out before the engine does. I'm running that sexy beast into the ground.....
OK well I've done this one. I don't really own an iron or buy clothes that require ironing (all future men out there, take note), but when I used to own an iron I did heat things on it. I think I did a can of soup or baked beans once. But this one is genious with the rug/shoe contraption. Brilliant.
Now how it took me this long to consider this one as a possibility, I don't know. It might be that I've never really lived someone where laundry is included.....but if I had, this soooo would have been an option. Who needs tubs???
OK this may happen with the plastic pinto if the radio goes out before the engine does. I'm running that sexy beast into the ground.....
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
music of the moment
You all know I've a lover of many British bands and singers. I recently discovered Florence + The Machine and have decided they pretty much rock. She recently secured a spot on the upcoming VMAs, and I guarantee she will give you human bumps. Here is a sample:
men aren't allowed to wear...
There are definitely some double standards when it comes to what men and women are "allowed" to wear. I mean, I sometimes can get away with wearing a wife beater/tap top whereas if a man does, it is more white-trashy (granted I tend to jazz it up with some sparkly things). Women are allowed to wear jean shorts but apparently it is not acceptable for men. I just heard that jean shorts for men are actually called jorts. New word....
So jorts are jean shorts which are typically worn too short, or too tight, or too douchey, or too raged or too home-made cut offy. Sooooo picky! But check this website which is solely dedicated to the submission of jort pictures (and you will giggle at the posted comments). I think this site might have some commonalities with the People of Wallie Word website. Also can someone tell me what the male equivalent to the camel toe??? I was having this conversation with someone the other day.....Anyways here is one of my favorite jort photos:
Grrrrrr. Now that's hawt.
So jorts are jean shorts which are typically worn too short, or too tight, or too douchey, or too raged or too home-made cut offy. Sooooo picky! But check this website which is solely dedicated to the submission of jort pictures (and you will giggle at the posted comments). I think this site might have some commonalities with the People of Wallie Word website. Also can someone tell me what the male equivalent to the camel toe??? I was having this conversation with someone the other day.....Anyways here is one of my favorite jort photos:
Grrrrrr. Now that's hawt.
Monday, August 9, 2010
moustaches for everyone
So the mustache party happened in full force on Saturday night. A & M came down from B-more, B from DC, and Nicole from MN, plus all the Cvillians rocking out. Luckily, we didn't get arrested or didn't get me evicted (although we tired really hard during a 3 AM adventure, but more on that later). We had an amazing atmosphere with tea lights, candles and my christmas lights (totally classed up that truck). The amusing my bouche items were delicious and ranged from bacon-and-eggs desserts to grilled turkey burger sliders (way to go martha facher).
We successfully moved all my furniture out into my concrete backyard, and as M said "well shit, your empty apartment could have used to show my art!" We made friends with my neighbors, and had some infectious music until late into the evening. Cornhole (not bags) tourneys were made and I heard people performed better with a drink from make-shift bar in their hand. We had some clean-up issues when drunk people tried to move candles which had been burning for 8 hours (hot wax still hurts even when mcdrunk)....but all was resolved the next morning. I still have a plethora of dead soldiers on my patio, which hopefully will be taken to the recycling center this weekend.
Now here are some pictures for all those who keep calling or emailing:
Some brought staches on sticks which allowed us to move them around our bodies in various fashions. Trouble, with a capital T....I love it. What, you want to share a stache with me? OK I'm game considering this one is big enough for about three moustache rides. Favorite part of the night, when someone put on a stache and yelled "ANYONE WANT A RIDE???" Yes, please. Wow, look at the range of staches represented here. We have the evvvvil thin one, some drawn on above and below the lips, and one major hairy piece for the big A. Loves it.
Look at this badass photo....beer goggles, staches, and invitations into the Brotherhood. Sexxxy! Plus check the tea lights in the back (more of this later when Nic sends her photos).
Fresh colored moustaches are the creepiest ever.....freaks me out!
I loves me this pictures because it looks like one big moustache continuation from my face to the big B's face. You all know how I feel about facial hair....
This is by far one of my favorite photos....Hank-a-beth looks like he actually grew that stache and M is fully rocking the motorcyclist upper lip hair. Nice range of staches folks, good work.
Well more to come on this later....
We successfully moved all my furniture out into my concrete backyard, and as M said "well shit, your empty apartment could have used to show my art!" We made friends with my neighbors, and had some infectious music until late into the evening. Cornhole (not bags) tourneys were made and I heard people performed better with a drink from make-shift bar in their hand. We had some clean-up issues when drunk people tried to move candles which had been burning for 8 hours (hot wax still hurts even when mcdrunk)....but all was resolved the next morning. I still have a plethora of dead soldiers on my patio, which hopefully will be taken to the recycling center this weekend.
Now here are some pictures for all those who keep calling or emailing:
Some brought staches on sticks which allowed us to move them around our bodies in various fashions. Trouble, with a capital T....I love it. What, you want to share a stache with me? OK I'm game considering this one is big enough for about three moustache rides. Favorite part of the night, when someone put on a stache and yelled "ANYONE WANT A RIDE???" Yes, please. Wow, look at the range of staches represented here. We have the evvvvil thin one, some drawn on above and below the lips, and one major hairy piece for the big A. Loves it.
Look at this badass photo....beer goggles, staches, and invitations into the Brotherhood. Sexxxy! Plus check the tea lights in the back (more of this later when Nic sends her photos).
Fresh colored moustaches are the creepiest ever.....freaks me out!
I loves me this pictures because it looks like one big moustache continuation from my face to the big B's face. You all know how I feel about facial hair....
This is by far one of my favorite photos....Hank-a-beth looks like he actually grew that stache and M is fully rocking the motorcyclist upper lip hair. Nice range of staches folks, good work.
Well more to come on this later....
I'm a tree hu-gger/mper
Well I'm a tree hugger, or maybe a tree humper might be better, or just an inanimate objects humper (here and here). I have this tendency not to want to take normal photos. Case and point, at weddings when everyone stands up all stiff and awkwardly for photos. Hate that. Or for example, when the rentals and sistas took fam pictures in Texassss and the only good one was when I was hugging all of them at once whilst giving a reach around. Seriously, that fun picture was the one we all wanted to have developed....
So this weekend, my good friend Nicole made a visit to the big VA. On Friday we were randomally driving throughout central VA, doing random Chinese fire drills, and stopping at every open winery. We stopped to take pictures at one of the most beautiful picturesque sights ever.....and of course I got a little fun with a large Oak Tree (which Nicole later climbed till we had to shout "game on" when another car came down the road).
Hump, hump, hump in VA....
And this experience reminded me of a picture whilst hiking in the mountain in WA circa 2005. This hike occurred with my aunt "Debbie", Helga and their seizure-proned dog. So apparently for years now, I have been a tree humper:
So this weekend, my good friend Nicole made a visit to the big VA. On Friday we were randomally driving throughout central VA, doing random Chinese fire drills, and stopping at every open winery. We stopped to take pictures at one of the most beautiful picturesque sights ever.....and of course I got a little fun with a large Oak Tree (which Nicole later climbed till we had to shout "game on" when another car came down the road).
Hump, hump, hump in VA....
And this experience reminded me of a picture whilst hiking in the mountain in WA circa 2005. This hike occurred with my aunt "Debbie", Helga and their seizure-proned dog. So apparently for years now, I have been a tree humper:
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
more friend visits
Well this has been the year of visiting LL in the great commonwealth of VA. I had my gay husbands, Jilly Bean, Brianne, oh my! So now my friend from MN, Nicole, is coming this weekend. I've known Nicole for about 7 years when we worked together in Minnie. I remember the first time we really hung out was when I hosted my first shakey toy party. She had just started dating someone who was like, "you're going where?"
I'm looking forward to having her visit. We plan to treat ourselves to a little mani/pedi and then hit up some wineries. Of course we have the a-mazing moustache party on Saturday with all my friends. So here's hoping Nicole and I can be the hostesses with the mostesses, and keep the booze a-flowing.
So here is a good picture of Nicole and I on the "Bootie Cruise" which was this amazing event where we went up and down a river on a boat filled with 10 male strippers and about 350 women! Now that is a good time.
Good thing I didn't post any embarrassing pictures from the Bootie Cruise, oohhhhh wait here is a good one of Nicole riding the gay stripper:
I'm looking forward to having her visit. We plan to treat ourselves to a little mani/pedi and then hit up some wineries. Of course we have the a-mazing moustache party on Saturday with all my friends. So here's hoping Nicole and I can be the hostesses with the mostesses, and keep the booze a-flowing.
So here is a good picture of Nicole and I on the "Bootie Cruise" which was this amazing event where we went up and down a river on a boat filled with 10 male strippers and about 350 women! Now that is a good time.
Good thing I didn't post any embarrassing pictures from the Bootie Cruise, oohhhhh wait here is a good one of Nicole riding the gay stripper:
I've made a hair decision
Sooo I officially booked my second fall vacation this weekend. I'm headed to St. Kitts for two week in December and have decided that am going to chop off all my hair before the big beach trip. As I've mentioned before, I've been growing out my hair to make a wig--to make a wig for Locks of Love or for me. I sort of feel like if I make the wig for me, then immediately all my hair will fall out again, just like a self full-filling prophecy. So instead, my official decision is to give it away for wigs for sick people.
So hang on to your butts, I'm already at the donation length but I'm going to give it another 2-3 months (baring any major flares) and then sip sip sip. I'm going to plan a flippy bob for the beach fun. Sounds a-mazing right???
Give hair, it's the least you can do :)
So hang on to your butts, I'm already at the donation length but I'm going to give it another 2-3 months (baring any major flares) and then sip sip sip. I'm going to plan a flippy bob for the beach fun. Sounds a-mazing right???
Give hair, it's the least you can do :)
Sunday, August 1, 2010
stupid doucheries living here
I get so worked up about the stupid, idiot, douchbags living around me in Cville. I feel as if they are the epitome of selfish east coast style. Seriously, these people are both lazy and selfish. Want to know why? Well there are many reason but here is the one that has just light my ass on fire:
So I'm a dumpster diver. Yep. Proud of it. I will dive and come out with treasures you just won't even believe. Over the years this is how I got my kitchen table, and a couple weekends ago I picked up two big living room chairs for my moustache party. I'm going to make Brian take them to the Goodwill afterwards in his big truck. To add insult to injury, while out for a run the other night, I saw another table, chairs, book shelves and planting pots. Grrrrr.
These people are sooo lazy that they can't take this brand new shit to the Goodwill or somewhere where other people less fortunate than them (which is what, the entire world) could actually use it. So instead, just dumb nice stuff in the garbage. I picked up those pots and would have got more too if I had the room.
Seriously people, think about someone else and consider donating your shit or even your time! You can do it. I believe in you. You can do better.
So I'm a dumpster diver. Yep. Proud of it. I will dive and come out with treasures you just won't even believe. Over the years this is how I got my kitchen table, and a couple weekends ago I picked up two big living room chairs for my moustache party. I'm going to make Brian take them to the Goodwill afterwards in his big truck. To add insult to injury, while out for a run the other night, I saw another table, chairs, book shelves and planting pots. Grrrrr.
These people are sooo lazy that they can't take this brand new shit to the Goodwill or somewhere where other people less fortunate than them (which is what, the entire world) could actually use it. So instead, just dumb nice stuff in the garbage. I picked up those pots and would have got more too if I had the room.
Seriously people, think about someone else and consider donating your shit or even your time! You can do it. I believe in you. You can do better.
best conversation of the year
So I had this amazing drunken three-way.....hahahaha.....on the telephone with my girlfriends....with my friends who are girls :) Wow, there was just no good way for starting this post off. Last Friday night, after hanging out with my good local friend, I got on the phone with with my west coast friends. Those time zones really hate me unless it is late at night and I'm actually NOT passed out of exhaustion yet. These type of phone calls happen frequently when I am actually up that late at night. One of the last times, I literally fall asleep listening to Helga go on and on, and woke up 6 hours later with my blue tooth in my ear :)
Anywho, I had an a-mazing conversation on Friday night, which was grrrreat because we figured out how to three-way. The conversation had some major highlights, like:
Anywho, I had an a-mazing conversation on Friday night, which was grrrreat because we figured out how to three-way. The conversation had some major highlights, like:
- "Will you two keep it down, I'm watching soft core porn right now and there is a boob on the TV"
- "She doesn't poop when on vacation," "Well I'm smuggle anal suppositories in for her"
- "I wonder how I could smuggle drugs into jail....I don't think I could do that squat and cough thing"
- "I only swallow when surprised"
congrats to the other betty
Soooo my good friends Betsy and Charile finally made the big plunge into married life a couple weeks ago. After the wedding weekend and a big trip to Greece, they are back in the big Cville and returned to work. I got to hang out with Betsy (who I can't call Betty or McBetty because I already have THAT name with my sis) on Friday night, which was wonderful. I got all the juicy details from the wedding and got to drink alot of wine whilst sitting on my patio. Here are some of my favorite photos from their wedding:
music of the moment
So I'm a so-so Pink fan, although every once and awhile she has a song which has beautiful lyrics or just sort of speaks to you. Months ago I posted this video of her a-mazing Grammy performance where she did some naked aerial stunts. And recently she was attempting some stunts on tour which ended in a hospital visit.
Well the glitter song is so beautiful with the piano and especially with lyrics like: "have you ever looked fear in the face and said, I just don't care?" I like it:
Well the glitter song is so beautiful with the piano and especially with lyrics like: "have you ever looked fear in the face and said, I just don't care?" I like it:
I'm a baby "supporter"
So I'm at the just over quarter part of my life where everyone I knew is popping out babies and reproducing the world. Good, someone should be working on that, because a good number of the rest of us aren't (i.e., my sisters, Helga, Jilly Bean, etc.). I try hard to be a good "baby supporter" especially when they come in sets of twos or threes.
Back in the day, I was the official supporter of those amazing twins in WA. I miss the Sharpe family and running around the house with Kyle and Andrews making bubbling noises with our tongues (yep Scott was super happy I taught them THAT). And every once and awhile I get a picture text of the new set of twins, saying that they miss "the giant," or I get an email inviting me to a drunken weekend golf outing where the grand prize is winning one of the 4 children under the age of 5.
Luckily, I've been able to replace those twins with a set of triplets here in Cville. Yesterday, some friends and I offered up our stud babysitting abilities so that my friends could have a hot afternoon date away. They claimed they went to a movie, but I still think there is a possibility that they just went around the corner to sleep in the minivan. All went well, filled with much laughter, outfit changing to our enjoyment, and developmental training. We were all about speeding the trips through their learning schedules....we got music in, walks outside, tommy time, while keeping everyone feed and diapered. We only had one explosive number two, which ain't bad.
Let's ignore the fact that I look like poo but here is one of those McCuties strapped to the girls. Admittedly, it took two Ph.D's and a M.A. to reorganize and figure out how to swap the trips to my girls, but it all worked out:
Back in the day, I was the official supporter of those amazing twins in WA. I miss the Sharpe family and running around the house with Kyle and Andrews making bubbling noises with our tongues (yep Scott was super happy I taught them THAT). And every once and awhile I get a picture text of the new set of twins, saying that they miss "the giant," or I get an email inviting me to a drunken weekend golf outing where the grand prize is winning one of the 4 children under the age of 5.
Luckily, I've been able to replace those twins with a set of triplets here in Cville. Yesterday, some friends and I offered up our stud babysitting abilities so that my friends could have a hot afternoon date away. They claimed they went to a movie, but I still think there is a possibility that they just went around the corner to sleep in the minivan. All went well, filled with much laughter, outfit changing to our enjoyment, and developmental training. We were all about speeding the trips through their learning schedules....we got music in, walks outside, tommy time, while keeping everyone feed and diapered. We only had one explosive number two, which ain't bad.
Let's ignore the fact that I look like poo but here is one of those McCuties strapped to the girls. Admittedly, it took two Ph.D's and a M.A. to reorganize and figure out how to swap the trips to my girls, but it all worked out:
congrats to momma b, the best lunch lady ever
Well a big congrats goes out to Momma B, who retired on Friday after 25 years old Michigan State Univ. madness. She has been a lunch lady for more years than I've been alive, and that in itself, is a huge accomplishment. I heard, through the grapevine, that she won the "golden" hair net award. It was almost as if this song was written for you (with a little help from Chris F.):
But a big congrats to you for surviving, for not killing anymore, for being a wonderful boss who everyone loved, for working really hard on that meatloaf, and for being a wonderful momma through it all. So here is some pictures from her retirement/don't-let-the-door-kick-you-on-the-way-out party:
That is the most beautiful fruit themed tea pot I've ever seen...I would have eaten all of that up. Yes please. Can I have the entire pot full of berries, please?
So 50-75 people my momma has worked with over the last 25 years (everyone from other lunch ladies, to maintenance staff, to chefs, to friends of the family) showed up for the free food and cake, and of course to wish her the best as the amount of time she has to spend with Poppa B dramatically increases. This dude has the biggest toolbelt on EVER. Crap, who knows how his pants are even staying up right there....
One thing I've always admired about my rents is that they are very fair-minded and open when it comes to other people and diversity. Throughout my childhood if there was a holiday where their graduate students, or foreign colleagues, or cafe workers, or poor interns needed a place to eat, they were automatically invited to our house. We would have always have diverse people over, who fortunately for me, would bring homemade curry or sushi or some Russian salad of goodness. I learned so much for those experiences. Anyone remember when Abdul told everyone that I was going to be s-m-r-t because I had a big forehead??? He claimed I'd have lots of brains.....good thing I proved him wrong :)
And finally Momma B had a gigantic cake in her honor too. That looks like one big piece of sugar....not my thing, or a key element to any good retirement party.
CONGRATS Momma B. Now we wait 6 months of Poppa B and you will both be free from MSU after a combined 55 years of services to the great state of MI. Good work. Sorry to have missed your party, but I had a glass (or two) of wine in your honor from VA!!!
But a big congrats to you for surviving, for not killing anymore, for being a wonderful boss who everyone loved, for working really hard on that meatloaf, and for being a wonderful momma through it all. So here is some pictures from her retirement/don't-let-the-door-kick-you-on-the-way-out party:
That is the most beautiful fruit themed tea pot I've ever seen...I would have eaten all of that up. Yes please. Can I have the entire pot full of berries, please?
So 50-75 people my momma has worked with over the last 25 years (everyone from other lunch ladies, to maintenance staff, to chefs, to friends of the family) showed up for the free food and cake, and of course to wish her the best as the amount of time she has to spend with Poppa B dramatically increases. This dude has the biggest toolbelt on EVER. Crap, who knows how his pants are even staying up right there....
One thing I've always admired about my rents is that they are very fair-minded and open when it comes to other people and diversity. Throughout my childhood if there was a holiday where their graduate students, or foreign colleagues, or cafe workers, or poor interns needed a place to eat, they were automatically invited to our house. We would have always have diverse people over, who fortunately for me, would bring homemade curry or sushi or some Russian salad of goodness. I learned so much for those experiences. Anyone remember when Abdul told everyone that I was going to be s-m-r-t because I had a big forehead??? He claimed I'd have lots of brains.....good thing I proved him wrong :)
And finally Momma B had a gigantic cake in her honor too. That looks like one big piece of sugar....not my thing, or a key element to any good retirement party.
CONGRATS Momma B. Now we wait 6 months of Poppa B and you will both be free from MSU after a combined 55 years of services to the great state of MI. Good work. Sorry to have missed your party, but I had a glass (or two) of wine in your honor from VA!!!
raising awareness
I received an email this week that my fav, Snoop Dogg, was going the View. Turns out he was bummed by the big BO (you know, Presidents take priority especially when they have the highest daytime ratings EVER). But next week, apparently, you can watch the big D-O-double-G talk with the hen party about his daughter having Lupus. Here's hoping the man can get a word in edge-wise....
I don't wish Lupus on anyone but all these stars coming out to talk about the disease is only raising more awareness, and this makes me grateful. Snoop has publicly said that his daughter coming down with the chronic disease bought his family together and saved his marriage. His young daughter first starting showing signs around five years ago and is currently on meds which appear to be working.
Tune in on Friday, so check out the new issue of People for more info. And thanks Snoop, you rock for stepping out and speaking publicly.
I don't wish Lupus on anyone but all these stars coming out to talk about the disease is only raising more awareness, and this makes me grateful. Snoop has publicly said that his daughter coming down with the chronic disease bought his family together and saved his marriage. His young daughter first starting showing signs around five years ago and is currently on meds which appear to be working.
Tune in on Friday, so check out the new issue of People for more info. And thanks Snoop, you rock for stepping out and speaking publicly.
mel ain't going to like this
Well we now know that Mel G. is a total nutball....there has progress past "sugartits" to abusing his wife. A series of at least ten verbally abusive rants have been leaked and now some actors are referring to sign on to movies with good old Mel. Your career = down the toilet forrrrrever.
I recently read that his wife, who released all the voice messages and taped phone calls, is in talks to start on the new season of DWTS. What is her star status? I got knocked up by a hasbeen movie star??? Yep. So when they announce her, stray tanned and glittered up, it will say what under her name...."Mel's former wife" or "Former Pianist, current baby momma." I'm not sure this move will bring DWTS's ratings up. I will won't watch, although I'm a secret fan of Tom B (one, he is funny, and two, he secretly reminds me of Chris Hanson).
I recently read that his wife, who released all the voice messages and taped phone calls, is in talks to start on the new season of DWTS. What is her star status? I got knocked up by a hasbeen movie star??? Yep. So when they announce her, stray tanned and glittered up, it will say what under her name...."Mel's former wife" or "Former Pianist, current baby momma." I'm not sure this move will bring DWTS's ratings up. I will won't watch, although I'm a secret fan of Tom B (one, he is funny, and two, he secretly reminds me of Chris Hanson).
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