damned blogger

While I was gone I could've put up a million posts but apparently my parents' computer does not like the Blogger site. Every time I would go to the home page it would boot me off the internet. It sucked. So when I wake up tomorrow...it's ON!!! Consider yourself warned. Here's just a preview of what you can expect:
-refreshing views on Christianity
-my dumb ass hound
-douchebags at the airport

and so much more.

Going home?

look at that delicious smog. Beat that LA!

Bright and early on Saturday morning we are flying to phoenix. i haven't been there in 2 years. That's quite some time. We are going up north to my parents' house and then we will be back in the valley for a few days. I might go visit the school I used to work at. I probably won't remember any of the kids. I'm sure most of them have graduated or dropped out.

I don't really have big plans because I have no money, so I hope I get some early birthday cash.

It's weird because part of me feels like I'm going home and another part of me feels like Everett is my home. It's bizarre too because my parent's no longer own the house i grew up in. How long does it take before the place you grew up becomes just that; and the place you are now becomes "home?"

Weird, huh?

babies havin' babies

Now that I have Jack I watch a lot of cartoons and other kids' shows. Of course that also means I have to watch a lot of ads for crap that kids might want. One of these commercials is for a doll called "Baby Alive." I remember being little and having my Cabbage Patch Preemie doll and my best friend had a very realistic looking baby doll as well. We used to play with them all the time. We would pretend to feed them and burp them and even change their diapers, but we always used our imaginations for the last part.

Apparently young girls nowadays like to actually see simulated dookie. You can feed this doll and then she actually takes a dump. Plus, her freakishly large, anime-sized eyes creep me out.

Stitchin' Bitches

Here is my Halloween dress. My boss made it. She kept telling me that it was so easy to make and i thought she was full of crap until I made a dress from start to finish in about 5 or 6 hours. As soon as she takes pictures of it I will post them.

It is seriously easy to make a dress like this. I actually went to the fabric store within hours after she showed me how to do this and got the pattern and some fabric. I put together the body of the dress in one evening. All I need now is some fabric for the sleeves and some cool appliques for the front. When I have finished it I am going to sell it on ebay. I will continue to make more of these and sell them because they go for about $300 on ebay and only cost about $50-$60 to make.

It's so addicting and it feels good to do something from start to finish like that. So start putting your orders in now for crazy medieval gowns and I will get on it.

the Beast

who knew that one wig could cause such mayhem? Chris bought this wig online and the name of it on the website is "the Beast." It came the other day and everyone went a little bonkers.

Our house is so metal it hurts.

Is that enough dipping areas?

I am watching the Secret Life Of... on the Food Network. I love this show and this episode is all about dips. I'm sitting here ready to murder someone for chips and guac and suddenly Zaytoons comes on. They are showing the guy how to make hummus and all I can think about is when everyone took Collin and me there when we went out there when I was preggers.

I just remembered how I dared Pete to swim nekkid in a tub of hummus and he told me he would as long as I paid for the hummus.

our Jewish grandmother

Yesterday when we woke up Chris got to work on a delicious feast for us. When I went to work at 11 he had finished only part of his creation. He decided to make us Perogies.
He made the filling and then he left to go run errands.

When I got home from work he was still finishing up the perogies. He had already made a few batches and was rolling out more dough and had a huge heap of finished ones on the counter. When all of them had been boiled we chopped up some onions and apples and cooked them in a pan with butter and then we dropped in the perogies until they were golden brown.

I put a huge dollop of sour cream on my plate and got to it. Yummmmmmmmmm. It was so good. I even brought some for lunch today.

Damn I love our roommate.

Madonna may love NY, but I know many who don't

I just got off the phone with my friend Michael who lives in New York. He has lived there for many years now and has decided he is moving somewhere in March. He doesn't even know what state he will be moving to, he just has to get out of NY. I find that astonishing. He's even told his work already that he will be leaving and they have already hired his replacement.

I know that it's stressing out Ann and Jenny and as much as I miss it I really felt ready to move away from there when I did. What I must wonder is why people spend their whole lives there when it is no easy feat to live there. Especially with a family and everything. I really don't understand why so many immmigrants stay there. I realize it might be a good start but I would move somewhere cheaper.

So what is it about New York that is so hypnotic and exciting but also so incredibly aggrivating? The people, the surroundings, the price of everything? And how do you pick your next destination once you have decided to leave?? Well, to all of you who are itching to get out, I suggest picturesque western Washington. We have stinky hippies, serial killers, flannel shirts, lots of trees, the water, mountains, beautiful views, cute neighborhoods, more coffee shacks than you could imagine and ME!