Friday, May 23, 2008
The Loves and Losses of TV
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Westport Weekend
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Now I'm all for being happy in the morning. You know birds chirping, the sun shinning (metaphorically speaking in Washington), so on and so on. It's a refreshing change to have at work one in awhile.
There is, and should be, a limit to this cheerfulness however. If you cross this limit you are the forever repeated butt of a joke like the "case of the Mondays" girl in Office Space. Why am I sometimes in a bad mood at work? Let's call him Annoying Arnold. He'd so absurdly hyper in the morning the cheerfulness dies in the the dripping carelessness. Yes, he's that guy. You know the guy who has a hint of car salesman in him with just a touch of chummy manly man and a sprinkle of uber metro. The guy who asks how you are just to say it and is out of the room before you can respond. Literally, he asks and as I'm in the middle of a sentence I realize the door is closing and he hasn't heard a word I've said. The guy who's done everything and more. No matter what you say, he's done it bigger and better, but has suggestions for your next attempt at his greatness. The guy with the perfected fake laugh which sounds just real enough to make you think he cares or even paying attention for that matter. The guy who's attention span is that of a 3 year old child in the middle of a candy store and endless amounts of money. I work with that guy. Good old Annoying Arnold.
This person drives me bonkers. BONKERS! I'm sorry he has not embraced the personality of anyone beyond the age of 13. I'm sorry. Really, I wish it was not so bad, but it is. Everyday. "Hey!" "How Ya' Doin' Buddy?" "You know what would be really fun next time" "I've got an idea" Of course you do, if you didn't have an idea your head would either shrink or explode.
Teehee here he comes again for round two...OH BOY OH BOY!!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Lions and Tigers and Bears OH MY!!
Jed says he's allergic to the sun. We try to stay out of the sun :)
Look, It's the stars of Happy Feet!
Big kitty staying cool out of the sun
Honestly, how could you not think these things are cute?!?
It's a noodle, no wait a stick, no wait a Seahorse!
They are too stinking cute!From Kittens to Cats
My little baby sleeping. I love kitty feet :) They do silly things
This is what we call the Cleo chair. It's her chair, no arguments :)Ingrid Michaelson, William Fitzsimmons, Meiko & Carey Brother
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Mind Spew
Another thought is of the recent concert I went to. It was called the Hotel Cafe Tour. There were Ingrid Michaelson, Cary Brothers, Jon Fitzsimmons, and two others. There should never be more than three bands in one show. If there must be more, the concert should not start at 9pm. Honestly how late on a Tuesday night to they expect us to stay out? Seriously, it's rediculous. Everyone but me had fallen asleep on the couch we were seated out (an amazing photo soon to come).
Last weekend I went to Corvallis to visit the family and my best friend Sarah. She is a doll and without her my life would be insanity. She is the glue that sometimes holds me together and I'm sure i'm that for her, or at least I hope to be. We had a ball. The Crow Bar in Corvallis served us our favorite combo (Whole wheat crust, pesto sauce, soy cheese and fresh tomatos). The Oregon Trail Wit was a much missed beer flavor. I enjoyed it emensly. Finally went to her house ate junk food and watched girly movies. What on earth would I do without you. Until our next venture, stay calm until I arrive :)
Okay it's lunch time and I'm off to drink some much delicious chicken noodle soup. Hope you enjoy your day and the photos.
Hasta!!
Things may come and go, but always keep your best friend!!
My Rock, My Girl, My Friend.
Monday, April 7, 2008
SHOES!
I call them my Bubble Gum Shoes
Jed says they look like "wedding" Shoes. I say summer
Banna Love! These are too expensive, but so amazing
If only I live in the days of mobsters. I'd be the hippest shoes around.Thursday, April 3, 2008
My Walk for My Father
Ever time he gives me hope, I know why I walk.
Ever time I think of my dad, I know why I walk.
My father has had Type 2 diabetes since he was 30 years old...which means he's had it for awhile :) This is something my family deals with every day. He takes 8 shots a day, tests his blood 8 times a day. My Uncle has Type 2 diabetes as well. There is a good chance someday my children may have diabetes. Those who do not live with diabetes do not know the costs, the memories, the worries that it exhausts on your family.
There needs to be a cure for my father, for my uncle, for my friends. Help me fight diabetes. Help me find a cure.If 250 peolpe doneate $10 I could reach my goal! That's about the same as just two of your favorite coffee drinks!
http://main.diabetes.org/site/TR/StepOut/StepOut460018010?px=4090992&pg=personal&fr_id=5371
My dad is the one that makes us laugh, love and learn to live
Always an interesting day with my father.











Carey Brothers and William Fitzsimmons in front of me!!






