Archive for December, 2007

Home Bittersweet Home

After 8-nearly-9 days of being a repressed teenager living in my parents’ house again, I am VERY glad to be home.  There’s no doubt about it, I’m really honestly glad to be in my own home.  There’s also no sadness in leaving, other than the fact that I didn’t get to see Rosie or Leilani.  Perhaps, [...]

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Heeeeeeello from Arizona

I can’t post a long post (the rents are eyeballing me), but I wanted to post our pic from Tombstone.  Unfortunately, we were not able to stay long enough to meet up with Rosie because a) it was FREEZING in Tombstone, b) we didn’t dress appropriately for freezing weather (we were in ARIZONA, not NEW JERSEY… [...]

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To my Javelina Huntresses…

Today, I went Javelina hunting.  Well, it was not nearly as exciting as the Javelina-hunt that Poolie, Chaos, and Rosie went on, but rest assured, I was not leaving until I got some pictures. 

Ok, so I’m sure you realize that I did not use apples or a rope to lure them close enough to view, [...]

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Planes, Trains, and Automobiles…

Well, we finally arrived in partially-cloudy-and-not-at-all-hot Arizona super late last night after being delayed in Newark for oh, about an hour or two.  From what I gathered, it was not for the surplus of bad weather but because the airline OVERBOOKED the flight and were looking for people (through the promise of endless prizes and [...]

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Turtle and the Rabbit

In preparation for our B-I-G trip on Thursday and as a result of both #3 son and myself being sick last week, I’ve been running around like a chicken without a head.  Better yet, I’m in a race with the turtle and the rabbit.  I fall somewhere inbetween, taking brief (yes, BRIEF) moments to sit and [...]

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Use a tampon and save the poor

I hate stupid commercials.  My least favorite, as of today, is the tampon commercial that tells the viewers that for every tampon they use, they enable a poor African girl who has her period to go to school.
Uh…
That did not require extra thought.  In fact, it was ridiculous.  How does my using Tampex allow a [...]

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Snow angels and frostbite

After two back-to-back storms that encapsulated our area in thick sheets of hard-crusty sleet, today we tried to get back to “normal.”
Ok, so let me be frank (as I am so good at doing).  This storm, sent directly to us by the midwest and beyond, was nothing short of nasty. Sure we didn’t get feet of [...]

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X-mas, the holiday of big butts

In the past few days, I’ve baked sugar ginger cookies, Russia tea cakes, cranberry nut breads, and cranberry/chocolate chunk/walnut biscottis.  In total, I’ve baked over 13 dozen cookies. WHEW am I tired.
It seems that when X-mas rolls around, my butt expands (even though I don’t eat more than 1 cookie, which I do in order [...]

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Snowdrops keep fallin’ on my head…

It’s snowing, at 9:37am in DECEMBER.  We’re expecting 6-8 (or 6-10) inches of snow AND sleet today alone.  So, the snow started about 5 minutes ago… slowly… then, suddenly without warning, it came down super fast and heavy.  The thing is, it is not snow… but ICE.
OH CRAP!
My little one is at pre-school.  I’m nervous [...]

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The Speshul Surprise

Yesterday, much to my surprise, a package arrived for MOI.  After an ENTIRE day nursing a sick 4 year old (from “Mommy bow my nose,” to “Mommy, my eyes hoit,” to splattering coughs and sneezes that left me feeling… not so good) I get a padded envelope from Poolagirl (otherwise affectionately called “POOLIE” by myself).  My piraty [...]

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My right, as a New Jersian…

is to NOT pump my own gas. 
That’s right.  We do NOT pump our own gas.  As a matter of fact, there are signs AT the pumps that tell drivers that it is illegal to pump your own gas.  There are even warnings as to what might happen if you DO pump the gas yourself, and [...]

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What happens when a person waits on line for an hour…

Lately, I’ve been biting at the chomp to give someone the what-for.  I’ve been anxious and stressed out (no doubt) by my mother and her “Italian guilt” that roots itself in the archaic notion that daughters MUST be with their mothers.  She said it’s the law.  Whose law is it?  I want to lodge a [...]

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I’m astonished….

I checked to see what my rating would be for this blog and *blushes*, I’m apparently an NC-17 rating. Oops, my bad.  I need to suck on a bar of soap or three.  I’ll try to behave.
 Last night, after going over our finances, it has come to my attention that we’re stone cold broke.  I [...]

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Ok, I forgot to add…

There were a couple of other entries between those. I was tired when I posted (and a bit pissed, to be honest)… so here is my comment towards another guy who said, “And I have to disagree with Mr. Pitts’ contention that teachers are supposed to “shape future generations.” Both those attitudes are part of [...]

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