Tuesday, December 30, 2008

New Year, New um.. other stuff

In which I talk about newness....

It's been a minute since I posted. Gah! Maybe it's because I twitter so often I forget to actually blog. I'm not sure. But here's what I've been thinking. Almost all of my social sites are dark backgrounds. Dark..Dark...Dark. I think it's time for a change. I'm thinking I will change the blog first and take baby steps to changing other things around.

Let's talk about Christmas for a minute, shall we. I gave my son the 200 lb Trampoline and my daughter got the fur real friend, Biscuit. Both got exactly what they asked for this year. That felt good. Plus, they received other gifts that they loved. Like System of the Down CD and an Easy Bake oven, respectively. So, we did have to dig a 14 ft (in circumference) hole in the snow to put the trampoline up. But, the kids all bounced on it, even in the snow. Here's the process:
The beginning

The middle

The end

Yep. That is the trampoline. Later, there was a wind advisory that I neglected to consider. Which picked up all 200 pounds of the above trampoline and threw it across the yard and into the neighbors fence. As seen here. I rescued the monster and laid it flat in the yard until the winds die down. Or I figure out how to anchor it in the yard.

In other news...
Bento #2 I have entered into a new food hobby. Called (insert drumroll) Bento. I already adore it. I knew I would when I saw goblinbox doing it. I am still learning portions and how to make everything ascetically pleasing. Then, after I have that mastered, I will begin making cute designs and figures and what not. *Mwahahaha* I have all kinds of links for Bento and where to buy stuff cheap. It's all in the "where I go section". I would recommend this food hobby/obsession to anyone. Srsly. So. Much. Fun. I think I only want to eat bite size food that are in cute little containers from now on. Too far? Eh. Whateva.

*Curtsy and I'm out*

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

It's the day before the night before......

In which I feel human again and spread love...

I am still a touch sick. But nowhere near as I was. Ugh. Thankfully, that has passed. Right. Today is Christmas Eve *day*. I start to get excited for tomorrow. I remember waking up in the very early morning hours, begging to open presents. But my sleepy mother would say, "Socks only". So. Me and my brothers, would open our stockings to find the traditional fruit and candy, plus a few toys. Sometimes, those toys would hint at something to come. Sometimes, there would be batteries, then I knew I was getting something that required batteries. Which AWESOME! I never understood why my mom was sooo tired Christmas morning. That is until I had children. Now I know why she prayed for just 1 more hour of sleep when we woke her at 4 am. She had only been sleeping for 40 minutes. There is so much to do. Well. Not. This. Year.

This is the year where I got smart. I finished most everything *including wraping* before Christmas Eve. The big things are left and that's it. I feel like I outsmarted Christmas! Except for this one little thing..... I bought a 200 pound trampoline! Which I was going to set up on Christmas Eve and just when my son had his "I appreciate everything I have but I cannot help hiding the disappointment that I didn't get the one thing I wanted" look. I would throw the front door open and there in the front yard, with a giant red bow, is his trampoline! And I was MOM-OF-THE-YEAR!!! But here's what happened.. Feet upon feet of snow!! So, instead of setting up the trampoline and calling it a night. I will be digging a hole then setting up the trampoline. It will be a late, cold night. Christmas, won again.

At 4am tomorrow morning, my kids will come to wake me and beg to open presents. I will mumble, "Socks only".

Merry Christmas Everyone!

*curtsy and I'm out*

Monday, December 22, 2008

Day 4 of the sickness diary

In which I totally think I have the bird flu....

I have not blogged lately due to illness. I can produce a note from my mother if needed. Do you remember when you were sick and all you had to do was lay in bed? I do. Not anymore of course. Because I am a mom now. Therefore, my mom will not come and check to see if I have a fever by kissing my forehead and bringing me some soup. I get this instead, "There's nothing you can do. Mom's don't get a day off." *Sigh* Where did her sympathy go?

I have been sleeping in excess though. Still feeling a little weak, mostly due to lack of food probably. I haven't eaten since friday and it is now monday. You know that question of, is it worth eating this now to feel bad later? My answer to that question was and is no. I have been smoking the same pack of cigarettes since friday. I think I should just quit. Maybe this sickness is how I will attain every New Years resolution I have ever made, EVAR! Quit smoking, lose weight and get more rest. Check. Check. And check.

I had a fever ranging between 102.7 and 103.2 for three days. It finally broke. I feel a little better. I think I might be dehydrated. I kept having a dream last night. The same one over and over. I was in the desert and had a 32 ounce cup of water. I kept sucking on the straw but it was broken so I couldn't get any water. Then I tried to take the lid off but it was stuck. There I was, dying of thirst, while holding the life saving fluid in my hands. I woke up, finally. And got a drink.

*curtsy and I'm out*

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Blah, blah, blah

In which I'm wearing the same pants as yesterday. I am bored and talk about a bunch of nothing until you are bored with me.

It's been snowing and freezing all week here. *no plows, no sand, no salt* All of the emergency vehicles are wearing chains. And driving around looking for accidents.*I assume* Schools are on a 2 hour delay. With the exception of today, which they closed session completely. In anticipation of the coming winter storm that is expected later this evening. Right. Because what happens after school hours effects the school day. At least on the parallel universe. I have so much faith in the Walla2 educators now.

I stayed up late last night. Playing Bejeweled 2 on the iTouch. I reached level 20 before deciding I should just put it down and crawl into bed. Which is exactly what I did. Without taking my pants off, I might add. Then I woke at 8:30am needing to be in the office by 9:00am. Remember we spoke of the ice. No time to get ready or, you know, change my clothes. I am, indeed, wearing the same brown cords as yesterday. Without a shower. I don't have hot water in the bathroom. It's so cold it froze the hot water while running. Yay! For winter. One day without a shower is fine. More then one day, may just be gross.

Twice, I have thought my car doors were frozen shut and both times they were locked. It's really odd because I never lock my doors. But whatever. The 30 minutes we spent pouring water on it and using a hairdryer and extension cord was fun anyway. I guess I have an IQ of 175 75, afterall. *sigh* Oh well.

An update on the concert tickets. I has them. It's official, I get to see angry-white-boys with mommy-issues live in January.

My "wrong-number-texter" has been writing more often. *back story* Veteran's Day, I received a text:

Cali dude: "Happy Veteran's Day. Sure did change us, bro."

I responded: "I think you have the wrong number but Happy Veteran's Day. Thanks for your service."

Since then, he writes every now and then. He's pretty funny. One text:

Cali Dude: "I'm sitting at the DMV right now. Entertain me."

If I ever meet him. You know. In real life.
Or if we continue talking for years. We will have a fantastic "How we met" story. Or not. Either way. He did send me some pics the other night. He's a hottie. Maybe even enough for H-A-W-T!

In other news*
I can tell people are, in fact, reading my blogs but the only commenter's seem to be my friends Goblinbox and Gibblesnix. And I SUPER *heart* them for it. <3 I would also love, love,love, to talk to random strangers about my Dear Diary type entries. Which they all tend to be. Except for one big difference. They are entered into the blogosphere for everyone to read. Honestly, that appeals to be on so many levels. I may have more then a few issues.

That's about all for now. More later.

*curtsy and I'm out*

Monday, December 15, 2008

I peak by Wednesday

In which I go out....

Time to get our treeNormally, after about Wednesday, I run out of interesting information. I often wonder if it's because I am long winded and fill you in on a few days all in one shot. Then I wonder, why do I care that I peak by Wednesday. As long as I blog once a week, I feel I've accomplished something. Right. On with it then. How was your weekend, LCG (LeftCoastGirlie), you ask? It was hilarious, is my answer. At least it was in my perspective. A little history for you first. We, my bizarre little family, have a tradition to go out and chop down our Christmas tree every year. Sometimes, it makes me feel sorry for the tree. I know that's strange. But the tree is just minding it's own business. All, you know, growing and producing oxygen and along we come with our kids and saw. We cut it down. Throw it on top of our car, drive down the mountain and cut the end off. Then we stick it in a stand and screw metal rods into the trunk. Pile on lights and decorations. When we are through with it, we throw it outside for the boy scouts to pick up. Kind of sad. Or maybe, it's just me.

Since there are so many of us living together, we had to take 2 cars. We started out knowing where to go then... not so much. The snow level was rising the farther we up we traveled. Eventually, my cell phone rang. It was my brother in the car behind me.

My brother: "I'm going to have to turn around and go back. The snow is deeper then the car is high".

Me: "Alright" I said, "let me find a place to turn around."

And here is where the fun started. I was able to turn around in the driveway of a farmhouse without incident. I parked in the road. Then it was Troy's turn. He got turned around in the driveway but trying to make it make to the road he got stuck. So. Time to push. While trying push the car backward, I believe we broke the World Dead lift Record. We had my mom steer the car while we pushed. After a few minutes, we managed to get it out of the driveway and onto the road. I would have photo's but for the following conversation:

Me: "I should take pictures of this for Flickr and my blog."

Troy: "If you do that, I will throw your little phone under the tires for fucking traction."

So, no pictures of the pushing the vehicles. We got into the SUV. And I thought it was parked on the shoulder. Everything was covered in a couple of feet of snow, I couldn't tell for sure. Turns out. I was on the shoulder. We drove into the ditch and stayed there. Driving in the ditch. The bank less then a foot from my window. I leaned to the left while holding the "Oh-shit-handle".
and thought *out loud* "We are in the ditch! We are in the ditch!" *You know. In case he didn't know.* I saw a mailbox in our path. And stated "There's a mailbox! There's a mailbox!" (Thank you. My alter ego is Obvious Woman!) Luckily, we hit a driveway that bounced us onto the road and across into another ditch. Hit another driveway and was able to just stay on the road. My brother looked at me and said, "Do you think it is possible that you could shut the fuck up?!" *snort* No, probably not.

Sneak attack We ended up having to go to a tree farm with pre-cut trees. Which was still fun because the kids didn't seem to mind. They bombed each other and us with snowballs. We picked out our tree and took it home. I was going to settle in and watch "It's a Wonderful Life" then I got a text from Goblinbox saying she was down at Sapolil Cellars playing from 8-11. And that I should come. So, I talked the brother, also called, my brother, into babysitting and hitched a ride down there. You see, it was and is still snowing and I am a big sissy la-la when it comes to driving in the snow. I drank some wine and listened to Mush and Coyote Kings play some groovin blues music. There was a small crowd, which was actually really nice. They then invited me to be their hostage, which I gladly accepted. There was a bite-size dog in the bar that someone brought in the purse. *Not even kidding*. Gibblesnix and Goblinbox thought it was adorable, as did I. Gibblesnix wanted to put it in his coat and take it home. We decided to go out to breakfast because Mush needed "an omelette STAT". We arrived safely to Shari's and waited to be seated. And waited and waited. While waiting, we were talking to a foursome that came in to eat breakfast as well. The little girl was telling us a story about how they had stolen a chocolate pie the last time they were there. Here's something I learned, when Mush counts, things happen. Mush said "they have 80 seconds to seat us. If not, we are going to Taco Bell". And she began to count. I think she reached 40-something before we were actually seated. Our both was still wet. You know, from sanitizing. We ordered our beverages and received them in a timely fashion. He even took orders fast. Mush and I both ordered the veggie omelette. KandaJ ordered an entire cow. Which apparently they had to slaughter and butcher themselves because we waited like an hour for our meal. Once again, Mush said, "I am counting to 90. *I think* If our food isn't here we are going to Taco Bell!" It arrived in about 80 seconds, give or take. While the food was good. It was obvious that the eggs had been sitting for a little bit.

Late night breakfast The moral of my story is this: Don't drive up mountains without a lift kit or a power-lifter in the back seat. Even unplanned events, turn into fun! And my friends are WAY better then your friends. *snort*

*curtsy and I'm out*

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Beautiful Bento Goodness

In which I am falling in love (not with a boy...eww) WITH BENTO
and I give you pictures

Super cute baby bento

Yesterday, Mush surprised me and her BF *who really needs to blog* with Bento goodness *see above*. Yay! They are soo good. Srsly. She makes me want to be a Bento lover too.

Today. I came to work on a mission to purchase concert tickets. The first ROCK show is coming to the Tri-Cities in 15 years. I, myself, haven't been to one since Queensryche and *I think it was* Winger. Gah! How old am I? Anyway, I went to the local station, where I am a VIP family member, and used my secret, pre-sale code to buy my tickets so I don't have to wait in long lines, with crowds of "slayer dude" kids, only to discover it was all for not because the venue sold out. First, I couldn't get the debit card to go through because the effin credit union wanted to verify the company (Ticketmaster) first. Finally, it went through and I reserved 4 seats close to the stage! Fantastic, right? Not so much. I opted for fast tickets that I can print at me convenience. Ha! I can't get to them. *There was an error retrieving your tickets. Please contact customer service*. I have emailed them because the phone system is, apparently, flooded with the "Slayer dude" kiddo's. So. Now. I. Wait.

Around 11:18am, I was told I would be going shopping for the lot of us at the "office". Walmart shopping is always an adventure. We go and get all kinds of junk food and then eat it. It took unusually long today, two trips and three carts full. Looks like this:
The BMI shopping experience

Then, just when I resigned myself to eating cheesesticks and sunflower seeds..this was escorted to me by Mush.

Bonus bento from goblinbox

Not only is it adorable, it's so tasty. *Confession: I have never eaten pomegranate seeds before!* They are totally slammin! Absolutely a new fav. for me. Seriously! This was so delicious! Best lunch, in like, EVAR!

*Curtsy and I'm out*

Tuesday, December 9, 2008


In which I can't help feeling the joy....

My kids house Creative juices are a-flowin. This week has just begun and I have already got so much done. The house is pretty much done on the outside.
We usually make a gingerbread house but the kids are getting older so, now they want to be all individual like, for some reason. *shrugs* I conceded to their requests and allowed them to each make their own. It was a blast. The boys worked together and made a fabulous house. My daughter designed hers as well. We all chipped in on the tree. I have the Christmas candles throughout the house which makes it smell soooo good. A combination of cookies and pumpkin pie. You know what they say about the scent of pumpkin, don't you?

The office is decorated now as well. Including Mush's area, complete with ense ense ense sound effects provided by myself. *giggle* She has a total of 500 feet of flashing, white-light, goodness! While I enjoy the time away from the phones, I have reconsidered my volunteerism in the office. Garland and tumb-tacs in stucco-ish walls= mild pain. I learned 2 things yesterday. a)If you make a fist while holding tacs, you will get stabbed. and 2) You can actually bruise the tip of your thumb.

In a side note:
Mush brought me the adorable-est (in her words)"super smiley snack bento" EVAR!! Look!!!
I know what I am having for lunch, bitches. Yay!

*Curtsy and I'm out*

Monday, December 8, 2008


In which I place people's heads on small elf bodies to make myself giggle with glee..

You would think I would have better things to do but... I. Don't. Plus, I work with everyone in the film with the exception of Vuboq. So this is a depiction of what it would look like if he worked with us. See it for a limited time here. I made lots and lots. I can't decide which is my favorite. I *heart* them all! The sad news, they will expire in January.

I will write more later. Just wanted to share the elf goodness.

*Curtsy and I'm out*

ummm... on a side note.. I didn't ask if I could use anyone's likeness. I just did it for my own selfish pleasure. They are TOTALLY cute though right?

Friday, December 5, 2008

Nothing Blog worthy really

Orange catFor a couple hours, this totally handsome, orange cat (O.C) was stuck in a tree. I would go over and talk to him. Best conversation of the day. Then my boss came over and joined our little confab. O.C was very friendly & had much to say. We talked about the dog that had been sniffing around earlier and the squirrels he had stalked up there in that tree. I thought *IDEA! I will go get some tuna (from the cabinet in the lunch room) to entice O.C to come down. By this time, others had arrived. James, KJ and Mike. I came out with fish in hand. Placed it in a little plastic quasi-dish. Started walking toward O.C to, you know, rescue him. And was dismissed! He had made his way down the tree before I could bestow my offering before him. *sigh*

In other news....
Individual fruit pizza

We had our monthly potluck today. Most potlucks have a few dishes and that's it. Not this one. We had a great selection. I, of course, did not take a picture because I tend to forget things but Michelle did. Here it is. Everyone did a fabulous job.

*Final thought*

I did nothing noteworthy this week. Hmmmm.

*Curtsy and I'm out*

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Dear crack head(s) that stole my stereo

I begin a small rant....

The victim

If you were at the Toyota Center on 12-2-2008 ripping a car stereo from the above car, this letter is for you. I would like to thank you for making things just a tad harder for us right before Christmas. Really. I love a challenge. It's not as if I, a single mom, am not having difficult enough of a time in this current economy. Providing for 2 kids on one income and helping to support her mother that cannot work. Who needs a frivolous luxury like a stereo in a car? It's not as if I loan the car to my brother who has to drive 160 miles round trip to work and needed a vehicle that is good on gas mileage. The same brother that parked said vehicle at the Toyota Center tonight while he attended his union meeting. Although the noise does help to keep him awake behind the wheel at 4am in the morning while he drives from Walla Walla to Hanford to help build the plants that will clean up the tons of nuclear waste that could be seeping into Columbia River or our drinking water. Oh wait! That is exactly the situation, on all points!

You sir(s), suck ass! It's bad enough that you yanked the stereo from it's perfect-fitting, designated spot and you left this big gaping hole.Then you must not have liked my taste in music because you threw my CD's all over the floor and ground. Sheesh! Did you have to add to the disrespect? Did you, by chance, give any thought to the frayed wires that you left behind? Let me enlighten you of the safety hazard. After the initial, "I wish I would have caught the asshole(s) in the act" pissed off-ness passed. He started down the road only to see sparks coming from the wires. Thankfully, he had the tools and equipment to fix the frayed mess. The time spent on the repair cost him precious minutes that he desperately needs for sleep.

I know this matters not to you. After all, you can get what, 15 or 20 dollars for the radio? That's a good rock! All I can say is I hope you choke on the smoke and get a pulmonary embolism, YOU WANKERS!

*Deep breath and exhale*
Since I believe in Karma... I will take that last statement back *excluding the WANKER part. I meant that* You obviously needed the money from ripping me off. So, I will hope you find help for yourself. I hope you will make it up sometime in your life by doing something useful for someone else. I will not wish bad events upon you. My guess is your life isn't daisies and sunshine. But you choose to live it how you do. Because everything comes down to a choice. I wish you a Merry Christmas anyway. I pray you have someone in this world that loves you and have faith you might learn to love yourself. Unless you want to come by and steal my daughter's barbie bicycle? It has a basket on it and a cool bell! YOU WANKER!

*Curtsy and I'm out*

Lot's o' links

In which I apologize and carry on....

Hangs head
Right. Well. It's been a minute, hasn't it. I have been super busy and neglected the blog. If this was the days of old, I would need to be stoned in the streets or at least flogged. Thanks to humanitarians everywhere. I will not endure any pain for lack of commitment. As with all of you, I'm sure, I am braving the swarms of women in housecoats trying to find the best deals while avoiding charges of assault for taking the last Wolford Velvete de Luxe Legging.

Over the Thanksgiving weekend, I went to see him and the fam in Spokane, WA. My Pops is fantastic. We weren't close when I was a kid. You've heard the story of a broken home before so no need to run through that. I ate Thanksgiving dinner, the entire menu, 3 nights in a row. So on the 4th night, Pizza! But I digress. I had a blast, even though, there was snow on the ground. Which made me pull over and change drivers while I hyperventilated. Had to wake sleeping beauty. It was good to visit Shane and Dustin, my kid brothers. And of course my fabulous, step-Mom Hyo Shim. Dad showed off some toys. I went shopping with Hyo. I got to see the cutest wedding pics EVAR!Them.
I could go on and on with flickr links but I will give it a rest and say this... On the way home Sunday morning, there was not snow. There was however, fog.

It was a long 3 hour ride home. I felt like I could use a weekend from my weekend. But I went back to work, like a big girl. Yesterday,Mush and I kicked some major ass in the queue. Today, she is off. I'll be alone from 1pm until close. Should be a shit ton of fun. For those that don't know what a shit ton is.... It's way more than a ton. *giggles*

Victor, my co-worker, came back from his Thanksgiving in Maui. He brought us all key chains. There is a pic of mine in flickr but I said I would stop with the links. I must resist.

In other news.... Gibblesnix has posted 2 blogs in one week!! Which allowed him the opportunity to give me shit for the lack of blog on my part. You win this round, grasshopper. I will overcome my blockage. *again I giggle*

And finally, I break my promise and say on a side note.. My pops gave us, yet another computer while we hung around, eating his food. That gives each of the kids one. 3 total (my nephew included). So tonight. My plan, other then watching this is to do some networking. *so sue me. it's a flickr pic* I lie, apparently. It's part of my charm. Notice it's ALL Encore products. Secret= it's free from the employer.

*Curtsy and I'm out*