...so I was flicking through the channels yesterday and couldn't help but notice the never ending list of shows made by washed up Celebrities. Take a look at a list I started and this isn't all of them...
"Brooke Knows Best" -Brooke, Hulk Hogan's Daughter
"Hogan Knows Best"- Hulk Hogan and his Family
"Coolio's Rules" - Coolio the rapper that has been nowhere to been seen in years
"Flavor of Love" - Flavor Flav, the rapper that wears a stupid clock around his neck and was looking for love.
"Flavor of Love 2" - I'm not joking. It didn't work out with the first girl so he did another show.
"Celebrity Rehab" - A whack of the real messed up ones wanting help cause they're in a mess
"Celebrity Rehab 2" - You guessed it, more messed up celebrities needing help to get back to the real world.
"Luke's Parental Advisory" - Another Rapper that I've never heard of cause he was done years before I came to life.
"Gene Simmons: Family Jewels" - Gotta admit, I like this one cause they're rather funny!
"The Two Corey's" - Corey Haim and Corey Feldman were two TV actors and now do nothing.
"Celebrity Fit Club" - The used to be smaller celebrities that now are not so small get help.
Salt and Pepa had one but I don't know the name - They broke up and they tried to get back together to sing again
"The Surreal Life" - This was the start of the washed up Celebrity Frenzy where a bunch of them lived together "Big Brother" style....since then many have moved on to the list above, as if this wasn't enough.
And to think, many people aspire to be a Celebrity...seems like fun to me.
"Cause we all just want to be big rockstars..." - Nickelback
Monday, November 10, 2008
What is?...
...so the little one is big into talking these days. He repeats everything you say, which Daddy found out when he was carrying the little one to the car and almost rolled his ankle and blurted out the f-word. The little one had a field day with that one in the car! F F F F is all he could say for about 5 minutes. It's real hard not to laugh, so we just cranked the music in the car. He also likes to watch TV with Dada and one of the shows he loves is Jeopardy. I know, a little odd, but at least there's no sex, scandals, murders or nearly naked people so I allow it. Anyways, every time the Daily Double is found the little one claps and says "YAY YAY!!"...it's rather cute. Last night, after a good few hours of being asleep I hear him talking. He was talking in his sleep and guess what he was saying? "Yay Jepaaaardyyyy!" He's not even two yet and he's dreaming about Jeopardy...gonna be a child genius...hehehe. Maybe I'll dress him up as Alex Trebec next year for Halloween.
The cravings have started. I'm big into the apples and chocolate milk again, no surprise, and now I'm adding grilled cheese to the list. YUM! My mouth is watering right now just thinking about it. I went up the line this weekend with some girlfriends and we ate at this restaurant. Despite the completely spacey waitress, the food was good...I, of course, had the grilled cheese. I know it's a little ridiculous to pay $3.00 for something you can make at home for like $0.50, but that's what my mouth wanted to eat so that's what I ordered. There was a pickle on my plate, but I could barely stomach the thought of eating that. I don't know where that craving comes from. The dry dill pickle on my plate wasn't even appetizing to the non preggo people at the table so I'm not sure how it's supposed to be to me.
I hear my dear friend Charlene is now 45...Happy Birthday! I wanted to do a little research on the number 45 and give you a whole list of cool things that are associated with that number, but I couldn't get past it's definition. Do you know what the definition of 45 is according to Wikipedia? hehehehe....here it is:
"45 (forty-five) is the natural number following 44 and followed by 46."
WOW...glad I looked that up...I feel so informed now. Learn something new everyday!
"Happy Birthday to you, You belong in a zoo, You look like a monkey and you act like one too! " - the Joke Version of Happy Birthday
The cravings have started. I'm big into the apples and chocolate milk again, no surprise, and now I'm adding grilled cheese to the list. YUM! My mouth is watering right now just thinking about it. I went up the line this weekend with some girlfriends and we ate at this restaurant. Despite the completely spacey waitress, the food was good...I, of course, had the grilled cheese. I know it's a little ridiculous to pay $3.00 for something you can make at home for like $0.50, but that's what my mouth wanted to eat so that's what I ordered. There was a pickle on my plate, but I could barely stomach the thought of eating that. I don't know where that craving comes from. The dry dill pickle on my plate wasn't even appetizing to the non preggo people at the table so I'm not sure how it's supposed to be to me.
I hear my dear friend Charlene is now 45...Happy Birthday! I wanted to do a little research on the number 45 and give you a whole list of cool things that are associated with that number, but I couldn't get past it's definition. Do you know what the definition of 45 is according to Wikipedia? hehehehe....here it is:
"45 (forty-five) is the natural number following 44 and followed by 46."
WOW...glad I looked that up...I feel so informed now. Learn something new everyday!
"Happy Birthday to you, You belong in a zoo, You look like a monkey and you act like one too! " - the Joke Version of Happy Birthday
Thursday, November 6, 2008
News...
...so you know you're a regular when the bakery owner makes things just for you! He made these yummy cookies today with walnuts, pecans, oatmeal, white chocolate and milk chocolate chips...ya I know...delicious! I also bought his Dutch Brown Bread. You'd be surprised to know that this bread is actually low fat. I know brown bread and low fat don't really go together, but I'm serious. I ran the numbers like I used to do on that point system diet and 2 slices are 1 point! One slice of regular white bread is 2 pts so for 2 slices you'd be looking at 4 pts...big difference. Anyways, it's yummy and good with butter in the am...remember that next time you're driving by.
In other news, I'm pregnant! Yes sir-ree...due at the end of June. It's been a rough go these last few weeks. I was told I was going to have a miscarriage a couple weeks ago and I found out yesterday that they made a mistake and I'm pregnant and the baby is progressing as normal. It has definitely been a rough last couple weeks, emotionally and mentally, but it's all worth it now...we're going to have another baby!
Funny how the minute you get pregnant, the symptoms begin. "Things" get larger, you need to pee all the time (which will only get worse), the nausea hits and your taste buds seem to go haywire. I know the last time I was big into watermelon, apples, ice cream with crushed oreo's, apple cider and chocolate milk....what an odd mix. You may think that this sounds very healthy and not too bad, but you should know that I gained 50 lbs and that doesn't come from eating apples! You see...the ice cream with oreo's faze lasted most of my pregnancy...not good. I'm going to try to stay away this time. OK now I'm laughing...seeing that I just had a cookie from the bakery...I think I've been in a "faze" for quite some time now! I'm gonna have to slack there too...boooooo.
"Baby Baby, in any kind of weather...I'm here for you always and forever..." - Amy Grant
In other news, I'm pregnant! Yes sir-ree...due at the end of June. It's been a rough go these last few weeks. I was told I was going to have a miscarriage a couple weeks ago and I found out yesterday that they made a mistake and I'm pregnant and the baby is progressing as normal. It has definitely been a rough last couple weeks, emotionally and mentally, but it's all worth it now...we're going to have another baby!
Funny how the minute you get pregnant, the symptoms begin. "Things" get larger, you need to pee all the time (which will only get worse), the nausea hits and your taste buds seem to go haywire. I know the last time I was big into watermelon, apples, ice cream with crushed oreo's, apple cider and chocolate milk....what an odd mix. You may think that this sounds very healthy and not too bad, but you should know that I gained 50 lbs and that doesn't come from eating apples! You see...the ice cream with oreo's faze lasted most of my pregnancy...not good. I'm going to try to stay away this time. OK now I'm laughing...seeing that I just had a cookie from the bakery...I think I've been in a "faze" for quite some time now! I'm gonna have to slack there too...boooooo.
"Baby Baby, in any kind of weather...I'm here for you always and forever..." - Amy Grant
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
The things adults say...
...so today I was thinking of all the childhood songs we used to sing. There's one that stands out and is kinda a staple in my family as it's sung at every family sing song or get together. It's called "Alouette".
The song lyrics are as follows:
"Alouette, gentille Alouette
Alouette, je te plumerai
Je te plumerai la tete (every verse you'd change this part to le bec, le dos, les ailes, etc...)
Je te plumerai la tete
Et la Tete
Alouette
OHHHHH.... " (And you start over)
So this is normally a fun song to sing as you keep naming parts and singing along. Now here's what's disturbing...the English Translation. An "Alouette" in English is a "Skylark" which is a small bird. Now let's sing this in English:
"Skylark, nice skylark
Skylark, I shall pluck you
I shall pluck your head
I shall pluck your head
And your head
Skylark
OHHHHHH..."
Can you imagine...all these years we've been singing this cute french song at home, at school, at family gatherings and here we are singing about de-feathering a bird! What kind of people are we? So now I'm wondering who else caught on that we have been singing about torchering a bird...to my surprise, Wikipedia has a listing for it! I can hardly believe it. Here's what it says:
""Alouette" is a popular Canadian[1] children's song about plucking the feathers off a skylark, a small bird." - Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alouette_(song))
Unreal...I wonder what else we sing that we don't know what on earth we're singing about?
The song lyrics are as follows:
"Alouette, gentille Alouette
Alouette, je te plumerai
Je te plumerai la tete (every verse you'd change this part to le bec, le dos, les ailes, etc...)
Je te plumerai la tete
Et la Tete
Alouette
OHHHHH.... " (And you start over)
So this is normally a fun song to sing as you keep naming parts and singing along. Now here's what's disturbing...the English Translation. An "Alouette" in English is a "Skylark" which is a small bird. Now let's sing this in English:
"Skylark, nice skylark
Skylark, I shall pluck you
I shall pluck your head
I shall pluck your head
And your head
Skylark
OHHHHHH..."
Can you imagine...all these years we've been singing this cute french song at home, at school, at family gatherings and here we are singing about de-feathering a bird! What kind of people are we? So now I'm wondering who else caught on that we have been singing about torchering a bird...to my surprise, Wikipedia has a listing for it! I can hardly believe it. Here's what it says:
""Alouette" is a popular Canadian[1] children's song about plucking the feathers off a skylark, a small bird." - Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alouette_(song))
Unreal...I wonder what else we sing that we don't know what on earth we're singing about?
Monday, November 3, 2008
Unexpected Trip...
...so my dad, the Oceanographer, had a Heart Attack on October 24. He and my mom were traveling via Sailboat to the Bahamas and they were stopped at a Marina in Maryland when this happened. He ended up being flown to a world-class Cardiac Hospital in Washington, DC. Me, my aunt and my uncle left by car and drove to go see them asap. My dad was unable to fly home so we all traveled back home together in the car. We had to take our time so we took about 3 days to get back.
It was an interesting trip. I had never been to Washington DC so I had high expectations...you know, the White house being there and all. Didn't really meet any of my expectations...looked like any normal city around here. One thing though, they all had very southern accents. I was amazed at the way they spoke...felt like I was in Georgia or something. On the Monday morning, we went to have some breakfast in the hospital cafeteria and I was in awe of what they were serving. Here we were, the best Cardiac Hospital in the country and they basically were serving Heart Attack on a plate! I kid you not. Most people went for the Cream of Pork/pork fat served over a very shinny and greasy butter biscuit with a side of meatloaf...yummy...NOT! I was gagging. I looked like an idiot looking around for a boiled egg and toast...no one ate that. It was unreal. The lady sitting beside us was eating her lovely heaping plateful of the morning special and half way through her plate she stood up, jumped around, rubbed her belly and sat back down in order to make more room in her stomach for the rest! Just plain crazy, if you asked me.
Another thing I found real interesting was the stands with these plastic bags by every door. It kinda looked like the small plastic bag holders by the fruits and veggies at the grocery store...just longer. I didn't understand what people would need these bags for so I went and took one. I laughed...it's a "Wet Umbrella Bag". Yup...people come in and put their umbrella's in these bags in order not to drip all over the hospital. It's a great idea, but what puzzles me is that it doesn't rain that much in Washington. The whole time I was there I didn't see one person with an umbrella...seems kinda odd to have the bags/bag holders all over the place...needless to say I have two in my purse...couldn't leave them there! hehehe
When I finally made it back home, after being away for almost a week, I went get the little one from Daycare. He just loves Daycare and especially the outdoor time which always happens from 4:10 till whenever the parents show up. I have to fight with him to leave cause he's having so much fun. Well, I walked in and they were just getting ready to go outside. The little one was sitting on the bench, waiting for the teacher to tell him to line up before going outside. He took one look at me and started yelling "MAMA!! MAMA!!" He jumped off the bench and ran towards me and just before I could reach to pick him up he stopped snug, yelled "UH OH...OH NO!!" and bolted the other way. He was excited to see me, but it must have dawned on him that I'd be taking him home before he'd get a chance to play that he panicked and ran away. Too cute. I had to run around to get him, but eventually he gave me a kiss and we drove home.
We relaxed all weekend and now it's back to work. The Oceanographer is feeling great and it's nice to have them home. Hopefully things will be back to normal this week!
"Fish don't fry in the kitchen...beans don't burn on the grill..." - "The Jefferson's Theme Song
It was an interesting trip. I had never been to Washington DC so I had high expectations...you know, the White house being there and all. Didn't really meet any of my expectations...looked like any normal city around here. One thing though, they all had very southern accents. I was amazed at the way they spoke...felt like I was in Georgia or something. On the Monday morning, we went to have some breakfast in the hospital cafeteria and I was in awe of what they were serving. Here we were, the best Cardiac Hospital in the country and they basically were serving Heart Attack on a plate! I kid you not. Most people went for the Cream of Pork/pork fat served over a very shinny and greasy butter biscuit with a side of meatloaf...yummy...NOT! I was gagging. I looked like an idiot looking around for a boiled egg and toast...no one ate that. It was unreal. The lady sitting beside us was eating her lovely heaping plateful of the morning special and half way through her plate she stood up, jumped around, rubbed her belly and sat back down in order to make more room in her stomach for the rest! Just plain crazy, if you asked me.
Another thing I found real interesting was the stands with these plastic bags by every door. It kinda looked like the small plastic bag holders by the fruits and veggies at the grocery store...just longer. I didn't understand what people would need these bags for so I went and took one. I laughed...it's a "Wet Umbrella Bag". Yup...people come in and put their umbrella's in these bags in order not to drip all over the hospital. It's a great idea, but what puzzles me is that it doesn't rain that much in Washington. The whole time I was there I didn't see one person with an umbrella...seems kinda odd to have the bags/bag holders all over the place...needless to say I have two in my purse...couldn't leave them there! hehehe
When I finally made it back home, after being away for almost a week, I went get the little one from Daycare. He just loves Daycare and especially the outdoor time which always happens from 4:10 till whenever the parents show up. I have to fight with him to leave cause he's having so much fun. Well, I walked in and they were just getting ready to go outside. The little one was sitting on the bench, waiting for the teacher to tell him to line up before going outside. He took one look at me and started yelling "MAMA!! MAMA!!" He jumped off the bench and ran towards me and just before I could reach to pick him up he stopped snug, yelled "UH OH...OH NO!!" and bolted the other way. He was excited to see me, but it must have dawned on him that I'd be taking him home before he'd get a chance to play that he panicked and ran away. Too cute. I had to run around to get him, but eventually he gave me a kiss and we drove home.
We relaxed all weekend and now it's back to work. The Oceanographer is feeling great and it's nice to have them home. Hopefully things will be back to normal this week!
"Fish don't fry in the kitchen...beans don't burn on the grill..." - "The Jefferson's Theme Song
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Rudeness...
...so I don't know what it is, but I think I attract rude people. Yesterday I had to call a Customer Service Department on an issue. This lady answers the call and sounds like she's absolutely annoyed and hates her job. Anyways, I ignored her not so pleasant tone and gave her my information. Normally this would be the time for her to say, "How can I help you?" but no...not her...she says "What did you want?" Wow...alright, so hesitated to answer as she kinda caught me off guard, but continued on. She continued to be very abrupt and rude and I continued being nice as apple pie. After I was done with that issue, I told her I had another question on another account and after I rambled off that account information she then said "What did you want on this one?" in a snarky voice. Ok so now I'm getting a little annoyed...really, there's no need, who the heck peed in your Corn Flakes this morning??? I took the high road and again was the nicest ever. She was very short with me so finally I said, "I'm sorry, but am I bothering you?" She then said "Excuse me ma'am, I don't know what you're talking about!" I then said "oh I'm sorry, it's just that you sound frustrated with me, that's all"....again, me still talking very nicely...then here it comes...the rudeness at it's max....she answers very loudly and harshly "Do YOU have ANY other questions regarding YOUR ACCOUNTS ONLY?!!" I was speechless...how could she be so rude...I'm calling her to ask VALID questions and she wasn't nice to me right from the start. I couldn't believe it. I answered no and hung up immediately. I'm not going to be spoken to like that. I emailed my complaint to her boss and urged them to listen to our conversation as it said in the message before you get to Customer Service that the calls are being recorded. Man, if you don't like your job then find a new one...no need to make other miserable just cause you're miserable. Fiew...learn some manners.
"I hate the world today, your so good to me, I know but I can't change"- Meredith Brooks
"I hate the world today, your so good to me, I know but I can't change"- Meredith Brooks
Pop...
...so I was doing the dishes last night and got real annoyed. My hubby drinks pop and he puts the empty bottles in the sink to dry out before placing them in the recycle bag. I know he has the best intentions, but I always have to put them in the recycle bag....he never seems to make that last step. So I go to do the dishes and need to move the empty bottle from the sink to the drying rack...well now there's no room...so the pop bottle goes on the counter...any movement makes the darn thing fall so there is goes boing, bing, bang on the floor...now I pick it up, only to drop it again cause my hand are soapy...boing, bing, bang again on the floor, but now there's soap everywhere too...this process repeats itself every time I do the dishes AWWW! Last night I'm doing the dishes while hubby and the little one are still eating. All of a sudden, there it goes, pop bottle right across the room. I took the darn thing and biffed across the room. Hubby yells, "What are you doing?" I answered . "Doing the dishes." Seconds later, there goes another one, smack, hits the wall across the room. At this point he yells "Are you mad?" To that I answer, in the most calm and pleasant voice, "No, not mad at all, just can't stand these ..........................pop bottles and I would like to finish the...............dishes." Hubby looked puzzled and didn't say anymore...probably for fear of death by pop bottle. I went out for work and when I returned the pop bottles were in the recycle bag.
"Pop goes the world..." - Men Without Hats
"Pop goes the world..." - Men Without Hats
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