Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Summer is officially here! We launched the boat yesterday!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
It's Been a While.....
Hello my poor neglected readers (and new readers too!). I've missed you all! Hopefully you will be just as happy as I am that this blog has returned from the land of dead blogs. Hopefully.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Another Year Older
Happy Birthday to me!
Hubby and I went on a little mini-vacation to a near-by casino. My seed money consisted of $200, and I walked away with $155. Now to some of you, that may sound like I lost. But I did not.
When we first got there, I laid out $100 on the blackjack table. About an hour to an hour and a half later, it was all gone. Panicked and slightly sick I made to leave the table. But hubby said I should stay. So I stayed. And won back $55. Which right now doesn't sound all that great, but in the end I probably played for about 4 hours. So I consider it this way: $45 for 4 hours of entertainment? Not too shabby. And the fact that I got to keep most of my money is pretty sweet too.
Gambling is so stupid.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
One Week Ago Today
My dad, his friend, my husband and I were at Dolphins Stadium.
We were wandering around, taking in the NFL Experience. It was so cool! They had places where you could hone your football skills by passing, punting or receiving. They also had an area where you could anounce some of the greatest NFL moments. They had statues of players from every team in the NFL set up, with football gear on from the shoulders down. You could climb up into the statue from behind, and you looked like a player from that team. They had the Lombardi trophy on display in this glass case and you could take pictures of it! And they had tons and tons of stuff to buy. It was so cool!
Then we went into the stadium. We watched the pre-game show which was a performance by Cirque du Soleil.
Then Billy Joel sang The Star Spangled Banner. His singing left a bit to be desired. But! The coolest part (possibly of even the entire game) was when the jets flew over the stadium. We were in the top part of the stadium, and we were in the Colts endzone, so they flew right over us. They were so quiet, but so powerful. It was amazing. I still get goose bumps just thinking about it.
The game started with the coin toss. And my favorite quarterback was captain. Dan Marino.
The game started off in a very terrifying way. That Bears guy, Hester something or other returned the kick for a touchdown. And then we scored a touchdown, but missed the extra point. And then the Bears scored another touchdown. And then after that, things go fuzzy, but I do know we were up by 2 points at the end of the half.
And then Prince came out to do the halftime show. That was pretty great. Although I remember sitting there and seeing that sheet go up and seeing his obscene silhouette. Icky.
And then the second half began. And oh, it was amazing.
THE COLTS WON THE SUPERBOWL!!!!!!!!
Did I mention the rain? Huh, that's funny. Because there was a lot of it. We were soaked despite the Saran-Wrap ponchos that we wore.
And because of this thorough soaking, I have been sick since Wednesday. Sick as a dog.
But it was so worth it.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Futility, I Dedicate This Exercise To You
I swing at the ball, and the bat gives a satisfying crack. The ball goes sailing down the correct side of the foul line. It is definitely going to float over the fence.
Then a huge (and random) gust of wind blows it right into the outfielder's mitt, giving the opposing team the win with my out.
(For those of you who don't know what is going on: baseball metaphor.)
The ball is my state of sleep. I was so so so close to absolute muzziness. Mr. Beans is both the wind and the outfielder. Just as I was reaching for the brass ring of an absolute perfect round of dream time, Mr. Beans decides he needs attention. NOW!!!!
His favorite way of letting me know is to head-butt my face. Hard. He did this about 5 times. Then he proceeded to get onto my stomach, and milk step like it was his job.
I laid in bed for a good 15 minutes, trying to will back that perfect moment of oblivion. And here I am now, typing away about it because I can't call any of you to complain.
Of Mr. Beans! Mwah hah hah hah hah!
Saturday, January 27, 2007
I'm Going To The Superbowl!!! And other various good things.
So, as all of my readers know, the Colts are going to the Superbowl. And I am going with them!
It all started at the AFC game. I was so nervous! They gave us these towels that had the Colts helmet and the Patriots helmet on them. By the end of the game, my towel had been de-nuded of the Patriots helmet. For all of you who watched the game, you know how nerve-wracking it was to be a Colts fan that night!
Going to the Superbowl has caused quite a flurry at work. I have become a semi-idol because everybody thinks it is so cool that I get to go. And then there are my co-workers, who are plotting my demise so they can have my ticket. The best scheme so far involves one of the girls carrying my luggage to the airport. Then she is going to hit me in the head with it and shove me in the trunk of the car. She hasn't quite gotten around to explaining the physical differences to my dad yet. But she still has some time.
I also got a new car yesterday! It is pretty pretty! Here is a picture of her. Yes, she is female, because she is so beautiful! I have to come up with a name for her. I have been thinking of Molly, but I'm undecided. If any of you have any ideas for a good name, let me know!
Okay, I know this post has been bland and dry so far. Here's why. Have you ever had so many good things happen to you at once that you don't want to mess it up by talking about it? I am not a superstitious person by nature, but come on! Going to the Superbowl and getting a new car? I feel like once I reach the top of this run of good stuff, the journey down is going to be hell to say the least. If nothing else, life probably won't be this exciting again for a long long time.
So, I post this with bated breath.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Yep. That's right. I have been dubbed 'Pee Queen.' All because of two little incidents.
The first one happened about 2 weeks ago. I picked this cat up out of the scale, and she let it pour. On the floor. On the counter. On her file. And on my shirt. Lucky for me, we have spare scrubs and a washing machine and dryer. I cleaned up the mess in the room, changed my top, and got to work making a new file for the pee-line. (Get it?) The vet started asking me if he could have the file (in a semi-irritated tone that I didn't care for). I waved the pee-soaked file at him and told him to go to town with it if he wanted to. He judiciously decided to wait for the new file.
The second incident happened this weekend. It was a stupid dog that I was picking up to put on the exam table. He all of a sudden let go of this massive amount of pee. Incidentally, we were seeing him because of a urine/bladder problem, and his owner was able to get very little out of him that morning. Apparently he was saving it for me. Once again my scrub top and long sleeved t-shirt fell victim to the pee. This time the pee was in one strategic area. Let's just say this: It soaked through on one side to my Victoria's Secret.
And now my co-workers have dubbed me the Pee Queen. Awesome. Just what I always wanted.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
I just got back home from midnight mass. It was so beautiful, and I cried my eyes out. I am not usually this emotional, but I am chalking it up to the season. NOT ANYTHING ELSE (like pregnancy.) And for those of you who just stumbled over the last bit of that sentence: NOT PREGNANT. (Oh please dear God.)
My Christmas spirit was very slow in coming this year. Probably due to the fact that my co-workers decided to start playing Christmas music on December 1st. I can't think of anything better at killing the little tiny buds of my Christmas spirit than that. Plus the whole shopping thing quickly loses its charm when people are ruder than they have ever been before. Ever.
So, last night. Oh wait, the night before last. Yeah, that's right. Anyhow, I was in the midst of making pie for my family's Christmas Eve get-together when I saw something that freaked me out. My precious little Maddie was vomiting blood. So, after several incoherent phone calls to various people (my mom), I rushed her to the emergency clinic. Only to find out that one of the other animals (Mr. Beans) had bitten her near the base of her tail. The bite had become infected and was oozing pus and blood. Apparently Mr. Beans isn't the only one that tastes like chicken. Maddie is doing well. She has a very undignified shaved patch at the base of her tail, and 2 weeks worth of antibiotics. Merry Christmas Maddie. No catnip for you. Can't afford it after the e-clinic visit.
My dad is in the stage version of Beauty & The Beast. He is playing the role of Maurice, Belle's father. "Crazy old Maurice, huh? Crazy old Maurice, hmm..." I went to opening night, and it was fantastic! I am so proud of my dad! And that is really strange for me, because I am so used to fending off homeschool parents and how crazy they get about him. This really helped to put him and his accomplishments into perspective, and I must say, my chest gets a little puffed out when I tell other people that my dad is in this musical. I think it also helps that I haven't had to listen to one homeschool parent coo over him since July. What is it that they say? Time heals all wounds.
Monday, December 04, 2006
New Member Of The Family
We got another kitty!
His name is Mr. Beans. He is a 4 year old Cornish Rex. His owner surrendered him to the clinic, and I scooped him up right away. He's a big love, he enjoys cuddles, and he is very vocal.
Opinions of the household:
Me: Love him!
Hubby: Love him!
Zoe: Mmmm. Tastes like chicken!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
I am now the proud owner of a Joseph Addai autographed jersey!
This all came about after his key role in spanking the Philadelphia Eagles at tonight's Colts game.
4 touch downs!
Britney was also able to get her man to autograph her Brandon Stokley jersey. It was a banner night!
And now, I have to go to bed. Because I have to work. Tomorrow (this) morning. Yay for Monday morning football!