if only they really were that cute

awwwww....

furballs

bk and i went to see "fur" tonight. i thought it was interesting. i had read a review of it earlier this week which gave it pretty bad reviews, so i wasn't sure i was going to like it, which is why i try not to read reviews. anyways, not much of a kidman fan either, but i liked this one. even though it was an "imaginary portrait" of arbus' life or something like that. it was still romantic. who doesn't like a movie about freaks?


here's one of hers i found of anderson cooper, yep, THE anderson cooper from CNN, son of gloria vanderbilt. talk about a freak....

nuts about these nuts

ok, so i found a recipe on good ol' stewart's site while searching for a candied walnuts recipe for a salad i was going to make for laocoon's birthday. so, it seemed good and i was looking for something a little spicy too. oh man, now i can't stop eating these babies. everybody should try them, even if it's too late to take them to your thanksgiving dinner. and they can be made with other nuts, you don't have to use walnuts....

on a thanksgiving note, no. 1 peed his pants yesterday because he was having too much fun to go inside and pee. but then he wanted to leave immediately after, which i'm not denying was a good idea, but then it seems like his plan backfired and he wasn't able to play with the other kids more anyways. i'm looking in the psychol's direction for any help on this matter. it has happened before too. and when i calmly talk to him about why he does this, he cries like crazy and feels really bad, but do i punish him? or forgive with no repercussions? at least he's gotten to the point where he can be honest and figure out why he's doing it. poor thing.

the ocean on your tongue....

can't stop listening to tv on the radio....

my mom's best friend has pancreatic cancer and has 2 months to live. she's wayy freakin' out, and she's in a crazy funk about it too. but she stayed up late last night to make me a pumpkin jelly roll because she said she would. how awesomely mom-ish is that? i'm totally not that good of a mom.

it's late and i can hear my kids stomping their feet on the floor whilst in deep slumber. check out this paper i found on my floor tonight after no.1 was "playing computer games". uhh-huh, playing computer games, more like printer/copier games. and yep, that's right, basement dwellers get to live on sculpted orange basement carpeting too, for those of you who noticed.

i am completely hooked on that tv show heroes. if you had any superhero power, what would it be? what would be the most useful superpower? would you really want to read minds, or hear people's toughts? i think that would suck, i'd much rather be invisible. i definitely have a twisted kind of voyeuristic spy-type personality. what about never being able to get hurt? would you do stupid crap like jump off buildings? what would you do with your superpower, hoarde it, or use it for good? hmmmm...?

now they make me study....

ok, so i'm gonna come right out and say it, school so far hasn't been really all that "hard" for me to get through. now, it's not necessarily the case for some of my fellow classmates but hey, we all have our own thresholds for knowledge i guess. anyways, i have what, six more weeks of school left? and now they put the pressure on? actually, what i have to say to that is "bring it". i'll fight ye til the end, i've been itchin' for a good fight. i'll pass those damn boards without so much as blinking an eye. that being said, i have to go study.....

it's always something the day before picture day...

no. 2 did a few face plants in the driveway the other day, you'd think he had shoelaces untied or something. of course, tomorrow is picture day and he has a fat bloody lip and some road rash on the side of his face. it's always good to know that school pictures can capture the real moments you want to savor.

on a lighter note, my nephew, the future NFL player, had his last football game this weekend, and i guess it was considered the opposing team's "superbowl" since my nephew's team has only had like 1 loss. they had already played 2 games earlier that day and they were all tired and dragging their feet, but they still kicked some ass. watching 8 year olds play football is hilarious. especially if you sit near the bench and listen to thier conversations. the girls bathroom is funny too because you get to hear the 10 year old cheerleaders talk about boys and acne. awesome. i don't think no. 1 will be cut out for football, and i'm not so sure i'm cut out for watching football games every weekend. i'm rooting for soccer.

7 crazy weeks

holy crikey, 7 more weeks of school and then i am free, free at last. we have this ridiculous teacher at school who tells us how ridiculous our class is for griping over mistakes that she makes on our tests. she doesn't feel that we deserve points that we should have received when she is in error. boils the blood i tell ya, but i'm so tired of the classmates talking about her suckiness non-stop. get over it already, we are almost through with the confines of good 'ol CTU! well, i should start pounding the pavement in search of a job irradiating people. i've gone from cookin' food to cookin' people. i love the new rotation, i'm thinking i need to be employed there too, even if it does mean i'll have to learn how to squish boobies. some jobs are worth squishing boobies for, especially when you get awesome lunch for free everyday. the way to my heart is pretty much through the tummach. the ol' reshume is updated, now i just need them see how amazingly charming i can be. i think the only job i ever didn't get that i applied for was when i applied to blockbuster not too long ago for a job to have just while i was going to school. you know, some low responsibility job that would be flexible and allow me to work a weird schedule, but get this, i didn't pass the personality test, how does that happen? could it be that i actually told the truth in my answers? seriously though, i don't know how the crappy disinterested high schooler gets a job at blockbuster while the dependable mother of 2 who needs the job for extra income doesn't pass the test? food for thought...