Butt explanation, or butt clarification...

I realized that I was errant in describing the butt picture I posted yesterday. The butt actually belonged to Evan, my 6 year old. What I was trying to say is how startling the view of it is, because it resembles Sean's butt exactly. Want proof? If enough of you dare me, I will in fact get a shot of Sean's butt and post it here on Debland.


FYI - Sean actually thought it was his butt too, and spent much of the day in mental despair because he found it to be alarmingly small. He didn't mention it to me until I brought it up. I have traumatized him. Guess that falls under the "for better for worse" stuff we promised.

Random Thoughts Friday!!!!

I've started to see my mind in a similar fashion as a stock ticker. Here is a glimpse into the thoughts running through my mind at this moment.


1. I am in fact listening to Wang Chung right now as I write this post. I defy anyone to make fun of me. Bring it on.

2. One of my favorite lines from Cheers was when Frasier announces: "everybody have fun tonight, everybody Wang Chung tonight".

3. I just drank a fabulous double shot cafe mocha, created by none other than moi.

4. New game - how many espresso drinks did I consume yesterday? Come on people, you know you want to win!

5. I liked the days where I was in charge of the camera on my cell phone:





6. Now the kids will frequently take control of the phone themselves. The result?









7. That butt looks very similar to a certain husband's butt. Said husband will remain nameless.

8. "Last Christmas" by Wham is now playing on my music mixer. That kind of pisses me off, to be honest.

9. Sean just came down and read this post and said "I'm Sean Kerr, and I approve the use of this butt".

10. Weirdest Google search of the week: www.themarriagebed.com

I got this link from a conservative website that said all Christian people who are married should read it regarding intimacy in their marriage. It is pretty funny. One of the better parts of the site highlights what is "ok" and what is not "ok" in the Christian bedroom. One example - apparently some Christian couples, even those whose kids are grown up and long gone, practice lactation. Yes, that is correct. Lactation. As in men who like to nurse. Enough said. In case you were wondering, this falls under the "ok" category. hahaha.

Opinions needed!

So, while I'm in the middle of this silly summer computer class, I find myself looking towards a second summer class, and also fall classes. I have a few tougher classes ahead of me, such as lab science, microeconomics, and business calculus. But, I also have a few "filler" or "fluff" type classes, which I will pair up with the tougher ones. But, I cannot seem to zero in on what ones would be interesting/fun to take, so I'm asking you what you think?

History:

Ancient, Medival, or Modern?

Humanities:

Speech, Music (Music Appreciation), Communications (Mass Media w/ a lab), Philosophy?

Note: I am tempted to take the Speech one b/c I know it will be the one I'll be most familiar with having gone through a lot of formal speech training in my former life as a banker. That being said, in the interest of becoming more well rounded, I suppose looking at a different course of study would broaden my horizons a bit.


If you have any thoughts, they are most welcome!

Personally, I think I should be given an honorary degree based on the fact that lots of other people who don't deserve them get them.

Case in point: In 2001 George W. Bush received an honorary degree from Yale. Enough said.

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Has it been this long?

I can't believe I ignored the blog for so many days! Being a person that hates excuses, I offer no excuse.

Everyone give a big congrats to Mommy C! She wins the Starbucks challenge, correctly guessing how many days I went before I broke down and went there! Hey, Mommy C, put in your order now...are we going caffeine free these days? hehehe.

I put a pic on my facebook account. It's a little ridiculous, but I don't care. I like it. I call it my accidental head shot.

Agenda for today:

1. Study

2. Clean

3. Laundry

4. Study

5. Make food for family

6. Alissa's softball game.

7. Study

8. violin practice

As you can see, I live a most exciting life here. What are you doing today?

Who was that small blonde bottle drinking superhero?

I forgot to mention who this cutie pie is! "Superman" is better known as Christian, Emily's 3 year old son.

Another endorsement for the Swiffer Wet Jet...

9 out of 10 bottle wielding Supermen recommend Swiffer Wet Jet for people who want a clean floor.

Overwhelming cuteness

Today, an almost wordless post. Here is a picture of my biggest (and smallest) fan, my nephew Speyer, who loves his Ebbie Debbie.

Random Thoughts Friday!!!

1. How cute is Madeline, my cat? Am I just biased, or is her face seriously cute?

2. Behind Madeline, you will see Evan's tea party set up on the hearth. Every morning, Evan wakes up, comes downstairs, and sets up a real tea party for himself. He uses a silver tea set, puts cream in the pitcher, sugar in the sugar bowl and makes his own tea in the microwave. Currently, he is on a raspberry tea kick. He just informed me he is running out of tea and could I buy him more. Seriously.

3. So this morning, I'm thinking about John McCain. I was wondering whether or not people are worried about his past history with melanoma or not. I sign in online, and what news story do I see? There was a whole story about whether or not he is at risk for a recurrence of cancer. Weird. I certainly don't wish him any more cancer, but I really don't want him to be president.

4. Today is Speyer's birthday. He is 3. Happy birthday Speyer! Ebbie Debbie loves you!

5. I have many hours of work to do on my new class. (computer info systems)

6. I am so disinterested in this class it isn't even funny.

7. Went to Starbucks this week. I am again offering a free drink to the one who can guess how many days I went without going. If Jen guesses correctly, she will win a cookie. She is not a Starbucks fan.

8. Going on a roadtrip with Jen today. We're hitting King of Prussia Mall, and then going to have lunch with Lisa and Speyer. I am very excited because there is a Hello Kitty Store there. Jen is very excited because there is an Apple store. We made a deal that we would each put up with each other's stores.

9. New game - Jen and I are also going to a store which doesn't even resemble Hello Kitty or Apple. In fact, it couldn't be more different if it wanted to. I cannot reveal which store it is, but am putting it out there for guesses. Suffice it to say, it is a store which I would be more likely to go to. Think outside the box people! Winner gets an item from the mystery store.

10. Finally, my weirdest Google for the week...I am so embarassed, but in the interest of my pledge to share honestly with everyone, I will disclose that I actually searched Google images for pictures of maxi pad belts from the 1950's-60's. I have always been curious about what they looked like. Why, I don't know. So, they were really weird, and makes me thankful for the modern sciences of feminine products.

Happy Friday everyone! Let's see some vigorous commenting here! Remember, there are 2 games to play...

Feeling a little crazy today? Read this!

This joke was sent to me by my friend Karen, who is a Lutheran pastor in New England. It made me laugh - hope it does the same for you!



Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have...

Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Ralph suddenly jumped into the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there. Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled him out. When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable. When she went to tell Edna the news she said, 'Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged, since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of the person you love. I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness . The bad news is Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead.' Edna replied, 'He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?'


Brings a whole new meaning to "hanging someone out to dry".

And now, a word from our sponsor...

Important life lessons, as told by Jen's pets...

Now it is time for all of us to join Jen's cat, Chessie, in some personal grooming lessons. In this picture, Chessie is illustrating the importance of thoroughness when cleaning yourself.


Can't reach? Just strrreeeetttcccchhhh and you'll get it! Don't give up!

So I'm at Jen's house the other day, and decide to use their restroom. Who should I stumble upon but Franklin, Jen's evil Prozac dependent cat? With meds, Franklin's social skills are only sub par. Apparently Franklin likes to hang out in the windowsill of the bathroom fairly regularly. I go in to the bathroom, and Franklin gets up and howls at me. I ask him if he would please leave so I can have my privacy, and what does he do? He yowls very loudly at me, proceeds to sit on the windowsill, and gives me the evil eye. Well, I have to go, so what better to do than to capture the moment of Franklin glaring at me while I go potty? Hey, when you write a blog, just about every subject becomes blog-worthy, no exceptions.

Note to my brother Chris: I was only doing a "#1". He's the curious type, you know.

Finally, for the grand finale, Chessie and Millie will illustrate to us how those in the animal kingdom also suffer through lover's quarrels...we humans are not the only ones to give each other the silent treatment.


I wonder if they kissed and made up. Let's ask Jen!

A mother's love is forever...right?

Last week, when I posted about having that "not so smart" feeling, you might have caught on that I was referencing this splendid and ridiculous commercial from the 80's regarding certain feminine products. Check it out...







There is just so much that can be said about this commercial. My observations:

- I think the daughter is really putting her mom in a bad spot here. I mean, they're on a boat for goodness sake! What the heck is her mom supposed to do when they are in the middle of a lake when her daughter shares that kind of info with her? Now the mom is not only helpless, but
trapped! Basically, the mom has only a few choices:

a. Calmly, but quickly get that boat back to the dock, and get her daughter to a drugstore a.s.a.p.

b. Move over to the other side of the boat for the duration of the ride. Then get the daughter to the drugstore afterwards.

c. Push the daughter overboard. Maybe that will help her out a little, but I wouldn't say lake water would be much help to the daughter. It is probably loaded with germs.

In any case, whatever the choice, I'll bet that mom goes home and has a drink and possibly a sedative.

What a stupid commercial. Funny, but stupid.

Another great thing that happened to me today...

As if the WetJet wasn't good enough, I am also happy to report that today, yes today, I mastered the art of making a perfect cappucino. Delicious. Utterly delicious. I am unabashedly going to confess that I had 3 of them today. To add to the delight of the whole scenario, Sean told me that I needed to get new shot glasses for the espresso machine. Luckily, I was in my college bookstore today, and what were they selling? Yes, they were indeed selling Montgomery County Community College shot glasses. I am very amused at my Community College status, and have been on a quest to get Montco tchotchkes (yes, I did check the spelling on this word) of all types. This is my first purchase of many to come. Plus, they can do double duty - be a coffee shot glass in the AM, and when the mood strikes, they can be a nighttime shot glass as well.

Finally, after a late night last night, an abbreviated sleep, and feeling like a zombie for most of today, I even got to indulge in a short afternoon snooze. I just feel like something lucky is going to happen to me after a day filled with simple delights. Maybe Publisher's Clearing House will knock on my door today to let me know I won a sweepstakes. Hmm, I didn't enter one, so probably not likely. I suppose I'll just bask in the calm before the storm. (or the storm before the storm, as a friend of mine said recently) School starts tomorrow, and apparently I'll be spending 35 hours a week on 1 class. Yes, 1 class. I re-read the syllabus today. Unbelievable. Luckily no assignments are due until next week. :)

Cheers!

An unlikely homemaker-ish type of post

I am shocking myself that I have sunk to this level of posting, but I cannot contain myself. I got the Swiffer WetJet today, and it RULES! RULES I TELL YOU!!!

Everything should be as great as the WetJet. I am seriously considering washing the kids with it. I love it so much, I might even take it out on a date. Given the fact that I cannot seem to convince Sean to go see the Sex and the City movie with me, it looks as if the WetJet and I will go. If so, I guarantee it will be a blog post.

The origin of words and phrases...

So, I don't know about you, but I am fascinated with the origin of words, and especially phrases. I subscribe to a daily e-mail from the most unusual website, urban dictionary - www.urbandictionary.com

Check out the e-mail they sent me last week:

The word for May 12 is ass is grass
An expression foretelling a person's doom or demise. Originated from the fact that a murdered person's body decomposes and then provides fertilizer for grass, hence the "ass" becoming grass.


I thought it was pretty funny. The one disclaimer I will make about Urban Dictionary is that some of the words and phrases they send can be offensive, as well as the sentences they write using the word they e-mail you. I specifically did not include the sentence that accompanied "ass is grass". So, if you decide to check them out, consider yourself warned. Many times however, the word is just funny.

Happy Monday. May we all survive it.

And the winner is...

Everyone join me in congratulating "S" for correctly guessing the number of days I refrained from going to Starbucks. My sister Lisa also guessed correctly, but I had to disqualify her on the grounds (no pun intended) that she was with me yesterday when I went to Starbucks. Love ya Lisa, but you have to play fair. :) My brother Chris was at my house today, and guessed, but he was so far off it would be embarassing for me to even disclose the guess he gave. Chris also was embarassed when Alissa beat the living daylights out of him playing our "Are you smarter than a 5th grader" board game. He has had a tough day, but did get two cappucinos from Chez' Deb.

S will receive a Starbucks drink of his choice, probably tomorrow when I have a violin lesson.

Remember, if you want to win, you have to play!

A fabulous recipe

My friend Kylee gave me this awesome recipe for Mexican Empanadas. They are vegetarian, inexpensive to make, and quite tasty. I thought some of you would like to try it. Here it is...


Empanadas

2 tablespoons olive oil
1 package refrigerated pizza dough (about 1 pound)
Flour for the work surface
1 16-ounce can refried beans
1-pint container fresh salsa
1 8-ounce package shredded Cheddar (we didn't actually use this much)
Sour cream (optional)


Heat oven to 400° F. Spread 1 teaspoon of the oil on a baking sheet. Divide the dough into 6 equal portions. Roll each into an 8-inch round on a lightly floured surface. On half of each round, spread some of the beans, then top with 1 1/2 tablespoons of the salsa and 2 tablespoons of the cheese. Fold over the other half of each round, covering the filling, and press the curved edge with your thumb to seal. Lightly brush the tops of the empanadas with the remaining oil, then transfer to the baking sheet. Bake for 12 to 15 minutes or until golden. Serve with a dollop of so ur cream, if desired. Yield: Makes 6 servings

Recipe notes: Sean made these, and added frozen corn he had roasted in the oven until it was kind of brown. Just put it on a baking sheet or dish sprayed with Pam, and roast at 400 degrees until it is lightly brownish and smelling toasty. We also served them with guacamole, a non necessary but certainly delicious addition.

If you try them, let me know what you think! We loved them.

I've got that "not so smart" feeling today...

Rather than tell you why I feel so stupid right now, I'll play a game with everyone. Read my last post and tell me what mistake I made...

Random Thoughts Friday

Here you go...all the thoughts that randomly come into my head as I type.



1. I am very glad to be posting Random Thoughts Friday on a Friday. It just feels right that way.

2. 3 year olds are very very cute.

3. Said 3 year olds are very very cute only when they don't belong to you.

4. I have actually wondered if telling everyone that my new nickname is Ebbie Debbie (bestowed on me by my nephew Speyer) was a bad idea. I just have a feeling some of you might take advantage of that knowledge.

5. What is your favorite Pop Tart flavor? Mine is chocolate with vanilla creme. They must be toasted so that the frosting burns a bit. Yum.

6. Favorite sugar cereal? Hands down - Cookie Crisp.

7. Guess how many days I made it before going to Starbucks? Whoever is closest gets a free espresso or other Starbucks drink on me!

8. I just had a flashback of my all time favorite Sesame Street song. Remember the 12 song? It went 1,2, 3, 4,5 6, 7,8, 9, 11, 12! It had a retro seventies pinball machine motif that accompanied the song. Remember it?

9. I am so tired of staining my shirts. I swear it happens every day. Stuff falls on me all of the time. You would think as a grownup this wouldn't happen anymore.

10. I Google the weirdest stuff all of the time. The weirdest thing I Googled this week was a bio of Candace Cameron from full house. Why? I can't remember. I think I'll post each week on my weirdest Google request. Feel free to share yours.

Happy Friday all! As always, comments are encouraged and welcome.

What I got for Mother's Day

An espresso machine

What I have been drinking tons of...
(cookie and cinnamon stick not included)

Times I have been to Starbucks since Sunday...

Zero!!

Gasp!

I'm sure it is a temporary hiatus.

Ebbie Debbie is in the house

So, as of 11 am this morning, I officially am responsible for 3 children. Not permanently, but I am very fortunate to have my little nephew Speyer (pronounced spire) with me for the rest of this week. He will be 3 next week, and he is the cutest thing ever. Instead of calling me Aunt Deb, he calls me Ebbie Debbie. Very endearing. Note: this does not give any of you a license to call me Ebbie Debbie, ever. Never. Only if you are cute, blonde, and 2 years old!

So Speyer has never had a haircut. My sister Lisa was too chicken to get his gorgeous blond ringlets cut off. Ebbie Debbie to the rescue! I'm so pleased to say that I gave Speyer his first ever salon experience today!

Here is Mr. Cutie pie himself...

he dons the fun cape - they never let me wear this when I'm there!

Let the games begin. He had so many curls, they had to pin some on top of his head to start cutting. It looks like he is getting an updo for a wedding or something. He was very amused.

mid-haircut - no tears! He was sooo good.

almost done...

Speyer wouldn't let me take his picture until Miss Sarah agreed to pose with him. He insisted.


Here is Speyer with Donna and Sarah. Donna did the haircut. He said he wanted the "pretty girls" in the picture with him. Quite the little ladies man. Incidentally, Donna has been cutting my hair since I was 8 years old! She doesn't look old enough for that, does she?

2 lollipops and one Dollar Store trip later (for the toy I promised), we were on our way. As we left, Speyer called out "bye bye pretty girls!" He already knows how to talk to the ladies.

Oh, yes, and I have an envelope filled with long blond curls to give to Lisa. By the way, after I washed his hair tonight in the bath, he is now sporting some really cute short blond curls. So, Lisa can relax. She was worried about him losing them.

Time for me to have a third? Naah. I would rather be good old Ebbie Debbie!

Hooray, it's an A!

Final grades got posted tonight...I got an A!


Enough said. I swear that I won't talk about grades in the future, but I just had to bring this up given the fact that I hadn't taken a college course in 7 years. I was very worried my brain had left the building, so to speak. I do realize how annoying I am being.

Tomorrow - on to bigger and better posts! Or, at least a new post.

Loose ends post

A loose ends post is not to be confused with my "Random Thoughts" posts. You see, "random thoughts" are thoughts that just come to mind. A "loose ends" post is a post about a few things I want to post on, and don't want to make multiple posts. Everyone get it? Cool. Ok, here goes...
oh yes, before you read on, I feel that I should let you all know that my kids have been banned from Debland a long time ago. I didn't have the freedom of expression I wanted when I knew they would read it. It is now password protected in our house. :) Didn't want you thinking they read/saw all of this.



1. The Curvy Girl vs. Old Navy debacle - So I go on Old Navy, and while their clothes aren't trashy or anything, check out what they've decided to call their latest ad campaign...

It's called "Short Circuit". Are they trying to mock me? How do they know my current brain status as of, oh, the past 10 mos or so? Why can't they call it "No, you're not a crazy person", or "We'll help you look somewhat non-mom like?" Even something like "Put these on and pretend that everyone thinks you look cool?" No. They had to choose "Short Circuit." A reminder, that not only are you probably a harried mom/student/violin virtuoso (ok, that is taking it a bit far), but that you also function like one. Great.

I so want to write ads. I tried last fall, but Dodge and "The View" just didn't see my veiled brilliance. When, oh when, will I be discovered?

2. School- my big project got graded- I actually got a 96% on it! How can I describe how I feel - , shocked, elated, relieved, dubious? Many emotions and thoughts did transpire. Got a 90% on my final, and I am waiting for my overall grade to be posted tonight...I'll keep you posted. (no pun intended)

3. Mother's Day dinner with Sean's family...I immediately ordered a Cosmo upon my arrival, which helped lighten the potential for conflict. Actually Sean's brother was most gracious (and careful) when he spoke to me. Sean's mom kept trying to eavesdrop on my conversation with Sean's sister Kirsten. No biggie, but I found myself amused by it. They ordered some weird appetizers...grilled kangaroo, and fried alligator. The alligator I get, but who would want to eat a kangaroo? I declined politely. Maybe it's all of these years I've spent reading about Pooh and his friends to the kids...

4. Finally, for now, I want to leave you with the song I was listening to while writing most of this post. This is a totally absurd song from the '80's written and sung by Eddie Murphy. It is called "Boogie in Your Butt." I found the unofficial video that was made for it. I don't recall an actual video ever being released with the song. Anyhow, I think the song is hilarious (not surprising to many of you). So, I thought I would give you a laugh on this rainy, windy Monday morning.




Maybe I should go ahead and order some "Short Circuit" clothing. Might be fitting given my admiration of this song and video.

Random Thoughts Saturday

A view into my random thoughts today:

1. This is the second week that Random Thoughts Friday occurred on a Saturday.

2. My class ended yesterday and instead of feeling happy, I feel a sense of loss. When I get my grade, I'll feel happy. Maybe.

3. I have a new class starting in a week. Not sure how that makes me feel.

4. So George Bush's daughter is getting married today. Is it just me, or has anyone else noticed that her face looks just like her father's? I find it disturbing. Not as disturbing as her husband might find it. Would you want to share a bed with someone who looks like George Bush?

5. I like this picture of Jenna Bush better.

6. Do you think Jenna Bush is into chicks, or just drunk in the above picture? Both?

7. I'm glad to be getting more comments on the blog. I would like more comments though.

8. I have to go out with Sean's family tonight. I'm not exactly looking forward to it, as I have to face Sean's brother, who I in a matter of speaking, told off via e-mail this week because of some racist comments he made in an e-mail to the whole family.

9. I'm not sorry for speaking my mind about his remarks. I'm only sorry it will be awkward tonight.

10. At the age of 36, I find it highly annoying that I am for some reason getting a lot of acne recently.

11. I seriously can't believe I'm 36. Really. My mind doesn't feel that old. (not shocking to many of you, I'm sure)

12. Yesterday I told my therapist I would do a lot more talking if he served margaritas.

13. Boy, I could go for a margarita right now.

14. I think I'll wait to have a cocktail tonight when we are out with the inlaws.

15. Happy Mother's Day to all of my mom friends!

As promised...

I would like to introduce Chessie. Chessie is my friend Jen's cat. Jen has sanctioned this photo spread (no pun intended). Chessie is, how shall we put it? She is a most unusual cat with major attachment issues. She wants to be, and will be loved, at all times, whether or not you like it. She literally will come up to you, yowl, and head butt you until you pet her. If you stop petting her, she will yowl, and head butt you and claw you until you resume petting her. With Chessie, love really does hurt. Despite the love she gets, she does not share the love with the other pets in the household.




The best part about Chessie is her exhibitionist tendencies. She especially loves to "let it all hang out" frequently when grooming. Here is an example:





Apparently you didn't look long enough, because now Chessie is putting on her evil stare and thinking..."you know you want to see this". Try not to get hypnotized by the glowing eyes.

Chessie doing her best Austin Powers imitation - "Do I make you horny baby?" Despite, ahem...appearances, no, Jen's house is not freezing cold.

Chessie also thinks she is the alpha dog. She frequently tortures poor Millie, Jen's sweet little dog. Look at the evil eye she is giving Millie, and note Millie's obvious distress.


I'm hoping that Chessie can make some regular appearances here in Debland. While I find her to be kind of disturbing, she is also fascinating.

Grammar challenged!!!???

Ok, I just signed onto my blog and realized that it read:


"They are so lucky I'm don't help on school projects like this."


I have now corrected my grammar faux pas. This is what happens when you are waking up at 4:30 EVERY MORNING FOR NO PARTICULAR REASON AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm so tired. My class ends tomorrow. I'm taking my final tomorrow morning. Wish me luck. Thank goodness it is only multiple choice, not essay. I should probably go study, right?

Fine. I'll go study.

Stay tuned for my next blog post on a seriously scary looking cat. Freaky.

They are so lucky I don't help on school projects like this.

So Alissa gets assigned this class project to build something completely out of things that are in our recycling can. Quickly realizing my mechanical inaptitude, I immediately relinquished her to her father's care in completing this project. Anyway, Alissa came up with the idea to make a machine that dispensed candy. Here is the finished product...a Gobstopper dispenser. It actually works! She and Sean had a blast.

I was impressed. My idea was to turn a plastic bottle into a piggy bank. Not so much fun.


Evan got in on the fun and decided to make a candy machine too. His is a little more rudimentary, and also strangely looks like something he could take people down with...but, it works. His kindergarten class loved it. He also had gotten into the hair gel prior to taking this picture.

Gotta go - Evan was playing in the hose with a friend this afternoon, and I just saw him streak by the window, butt naked. My little exhibitionist...

I realized with horror...

that today when I went to school to see Evan's festival of the arts concert, that I looked like, like, well, like a mom. Yes, I know I'm a mom, but seriously, today I looked like a mom mom. I wore a turquoise polo shirt, jeans, and my New Balance sneakers. Pair that with the requisite jean jacket, and voila! Instant suburban mom at your service! (though I will contend that my haircut/color does not look like typical "mom" hair).


Now I'm no fashionista whatsoever, but today was just a particularly bad outfit day. So, I decided to come home and look for some websites that might sell clothes with a non mom bent. Boy, did I find one! I just couldn't resist posting about this. Somehow, I don't know how, Google led me to this website.



http://www.curvygirlclothing.com/

Their slogan is, and I kid you not is "Because it shouldn't cost a lot to look this cheap." Here is the proof...



Ok, after seeing their main page, I had to look at some of these clothes. I think I found a few things that will work for me to wear, especially when going to or volunteering at elementary school functions. Let me know what you think.




Need help for the spring fundraising carnival? No problem. Just remember, it gets hot when you work outside, so make sure to wear something light with adequate venilation...







Career Day? You know, when you go in and talk to the kids about different careers? Lawyer, doctor, musician, humanitarian? I think it's time we help these kids think outside the box a little bit, especially the girls. Just because you live in Oreland doesn't mean you can't have a very successful career in prostitution! Right?





PTA meeting on how we can help our kids embrace economic diversity within different geographical areas? This "ghetto fabulous" shirt will be perfect!





Let's say your 1st grade class is reading and doing a book report on "Heidi". This outfit would be a great choice when coming in to read as a guest reader to the class. Then they really could get a sense of the Heidi/St. Pauli girl garb of that era.


Finally, when it is time for a parent/teacher conference, it is important that you balance looking dressed up with casual elegance. You don't want the teacher to think you're trying to out-dress them or something. Just throw this on and off you go!




I think I'll go check out Old Navy to see what they have for the spring...

Cinco de Mayo

I think Cinco de Mayo is a fun day. Now technically, Cinco de Mayo originates from a victory in a battle between Mexico and France that occurred on May 5, 1862. (yes, you are getting a history lesson here on debland). Now it seems as if all Cinco de Mayo represents is a shameless excuse for Americans to party being unaware of why they are partying. Not a problem, just an observation. In my quest to try to be a festive person, I opt to join my friend Sue at Tequila Joe's for a nice Mexican lunch. It was a beautiful day, so we were able to sit outside on their patio. That is basically the only pleasant part of the experience at Tequila Joe's today. First, they only have 1 server for the lunch crowd, yes, even on Cinco de Mayo. We waited FOREVER for the server to come and take our drink order. We order margaritas (virgin ones, since it was lunchtime), and the server goes and puts in our drink order. We wait. And wait. And waited some more. He then came back to let us know that they couldn't make a virgin raspberry margarita because they use raspberry schnapps to make that particular flavor. We asked him what kind he could make. He said he could do strawberry or regular. We order strawberry. We wait, and wait, and wait. It must have been 30 min. by this point. By the way, we still didn't get the complimentary chips and salsa yet either. Sue finally goes in and asks for chips, and our drinks. We wait. Then the server comes out and tells us that he actually can't make any margaritas right now, no flavors. I asked him if he realized it was Cinco de Mayo and that not having the capability to make margaritas might not go over so well with the customers, especially tonight's customers. So we order soda, and put in our food order. We wait. The guy comes back to tell us that they don't have enough shrimp to make 2 shrimp quesadillas, only 1. At this point I was ready to laugh at him. I thought we were on Candid Camera or something! So, we change the order to 1 shrimp and 1 chicken quesadilla. Sue at this point demands chips. We get the chips, we get the soda. All of a sudden, out come our entrees. The guy puts them on the table and walks away. We realize there is no silverware or napkins. Not cool. Finally, we get those, and we are able to eat. Meanwhile, we lost most of our afternoon waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Luckily Susan is good company, so I enjoyed spending the extra time with her. But seriously, what the heck?

Happy Cinco de Mayo. Hope you have better luck than we did. Time for a real margarita, si?

Which came first, the song or the drink?

So I'm driving the other day, and what do I hear on XM radio 80's channel? Tone Loc's "Funky Cold Medina". I can't believe that song/video was made in 1989! That also was the year I gradulated high school. Anyhow, the premise of this song was that if a guy wanted to score with a girl, he could give her this drink called a Funky Cold Medina. I never thought the drink was real, I figured it was just a fictitious name for a cocktail. So what did I do? I googled it. Lo and behold, there is actually a recipe for a Funky Cold Medina. Here it is...


Funky Cold Medina

1 oz. Curacao, blue
1 oz. Southern Comfort
1 oz. Vodka
Fill with Cranberry Juice
Glass to Use
Mason Jar Mixing Instructions
Pour everything into a jar with ice.


Now the directions say that you should pour it into a jar. Personally, I wouldn't consider drinking out of a jar to be particularly enticing. Maybe a cosmo glass, or something like that. That being said, I don't honestly believe a Funky Cold Medina is really going to do it for most of the ladies I know. At this juncture, most of the girls I know would much rather experience watching their significant other do some mundane household task, such as vaccuming, folding laundry, helping brush the kids' teeth, and things of this nature. That and a glass of wine will work out just fine. By the way, there is a definition for what I am describing. It is actually called "choreplay". Don't believe me? Just go to www.urbandictionary.com and look it up.

My other thought about this whole thing is that if I made a Funky Cold Medina, I doubt it would smoke like the one in the video, and I don't particularly want to drink something with dry ice in it.

I'm not really sure of the point of this whole post, but I must say I have thoroughly amused myself. I think I'll go make myself a little drink. Nothing too exciting, perhaps I'll put a slice of lemon in some ice water. I live a very exciting life.

Who else liked Tone Loc back in the day?

Random Thought Saturday

I have one random thought for today. Please feel free to comment.

How disturbing is this picture?

Coming Attractions...

Stay tuned for Random Thoughts Saturday...I can't get to it today. Get your random thoughts ready to share!!!!

Utah part 2

So here are some more Utah pics. One of the days I was there, I was very privileged to take a tour of BYU. Let me first say that BYU is a HUGE campus, and it is incredibly well maintained. It doesn't look like any college I've ever seen before, but it is a most impressive campus. One of the best parts of the tour, is that you get driven around in a golf cart by a tour guide. Our tour guide was a 1st year student named Dave, who you could tell really wanted to do a good job, and was all ready to give us the "typical" tour. I would imagine that Dave quickly figured out that I was not a normal tourist, given my initial squeal of glee to find out we would be riding in the cobalt blue golf cart rather than a white cart. Anyhow, he was very sweet, and despite my barage of questions and comments, he was able to give us a great tour of campus. I have more pics that I e-mailed myself, but at this time they are lost in cyberspace. I will post them when I find them.

Here is their baseball field. It is huge and brand new, thanks to it being entirely donated by a famous sports player whose name I can't remember! Emily, if you are reading this...help me out!

A shot of one of the many campus lawns, strewn with students who were in the middle of finals week. I'm wondering if the word strewn lends itself to sounding like they were dead or something, but I assure you, they were all alive.

Here is a statue of Brigham Young, which I believe was carved by one of his grandkids. Sorry about the picture of the woman photographing it, but she just didn't seem like she wanted to move. You should have seen the odd positions she was in prior to me taking this picture with her in it! After seeing the statue, I couldn't help but wonder if one of my offspring will ever make a carving of me. I doubt it, but who knows?

See all those windows on that building? I asked Dave whose job it was to do the window washing, and much to my surprise I find that students actually do it! Most of the chores or jobs that need to be done on campus are done by students, who get paid for their work. I don't think I would like washing those windows!

As I said, I'll post the other pics when I find them. I think by the time Dave was done with me, he was probably ready to quit being a tour guide. One of the questions I asked him that might have potentially bugged him was where the on-campus coffee house was. Now for those of you who don't know, it is the position of the Mormon faith that they do not partake of caffeine, or alcohol of any kind. I was simply fooling around with poor Dave when I asked that question. I did not ask him if there was a campus bar nearby! I do have limits, you know. That being said, 3 out of the 5 days I was in Utah, I was able to procure Starbucks! (And, I gave Em her first Starbucks drink, but I assure you it was only a peppermint hot chocolate). I am such a bad influence. For that I am not apologetic, but unabashedly proud.

So, I think that because I asked so many questions of Dave, I was rewarded for my curiousity and he took Emily and I to a movie viewing room to watch a movie about the history of BYU. That was all fine and good, but I was a bit concerned when he shut the doors when he put us in the room. I guess he wanted to make sure I didn't get distracted. Additionally, he got me some paperwork to tell me more about BYU. I felt a little bad for Emily to have to suffer through all of this, because she is BYU alumni. But, she was a good friend and put up with it for my sake.

BYU is actually a pretty hard school to get in. Their avg. GPA of students accepted is 3.78, and they only accept a percentage of those who apply. 98.5% of the folks that attend BYU are of the Mormon faith, which only intrigues me to wonder what I would be like as the 1.5% minority who went there. My guess is that they would either see me as an opportunity or they would simply get sick of me.

Anyhow, it is a very impressive school, with tons of different majors, student activities, and unique opportunities for their students. I really enjoyed my tour there and I can only surmise that Dave wishes we would come back for a second tour.

Ok, there is one thing I would like to say about the whole Mormon thing, and I hope in doing so, I do not offend Emily or any of her friends that read this blog. I would first like to clarify that the stuff you have been hearing on the news about this FLDS Mormon ranch/compound (with all of the wives in prairie dresses, and the hundreds of kids, etc.) has absolutely NOTHING to do with the mainstream Mormon (Latter Day Saints) congregation. It is some wacko group that broke off from the church long ago and who insist upon living in a fashion that the real Mormon church denounces. Just wanted to clear that up.

Also, I would like to say that while the Mormon church is very different from other Christian denomination churches I have attended, like Catholic, Presbyterian, Lutheran, Episcopal, Methodist, etc., I think they are widely misunderstood and sometimes categorized as being "weird, fanatical, crazy", and unfortunately endure other gross generalizations. I think that as a society, we tend to become very judgemental and territorial about our own religious backgrounds, which of course is very normal, but it also has the propensity to cause a lot of dissent that doesn't need to happen. I have been friends with Emily for over 6 years now, and have had the opportunity to attend several Mormon church type functions with her, and I can honestly say that I have found the church to be very welcoming, kind, and that in general, we have similarities in our faith. We also have many differences. I will not say that I agree with all of the Mormon church's teachings, and I know that they too disagree with some elements of my faith background. I have chosen to just focus on what we all have in common, and simply respect their right to believe and worship as they see fit. Emily has done the same for me. I just feel bad because it seems like in the media, the Mormon church tends to get portrayed in a very negative way, and it simply is unfair to them. So, let's just all remember, "I'm ok, you're ok" and remember to keep an open mind. Oh yeah - and those rolls I made the other day? They were Mormon rolls. Well, the recipe is Mormon. Go Mormons!

That being said, Emily, I hate to say it, but I am about to go make a huge pitcher of margaritas to share with my friend Diane H., who is coming over soon. Sorry about that! But, we'll raise a toast in your honor. Tomorrow when I have my Starbucks latte, I will give a shout out to you all out in Utah. But I won't do it for the FLDS, promise.

:)

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Best intentions

Hi all,

I just couldn't get around to posting today! But, I would like this opportunity to wish you all happy May!

Back tomorrow.