Blogcation

I'm feeling a generally overwhelmed right now and in an effort to simply my life, I'll be taking a brief blogcation.

I will however continue to stalk your blogs to keep me entertained. I just don't have it in me to contribute right now.

The truth

When is a good time to tell your kids the wonderful truth about Santa. I remember hearing about it at school in second grade. I denied it fervently. When my parents finally told me the truth I was a little mad at them, they had let me make a fool of myself defending a lie. I don't want to wait too long with my kids and have them feel the same thing. But I also don't want to take away the magic too soon.

Any thoughts?

Sometimes I wonder

if my kids have any I idea that Blaine and I don't know what we're doing. Seriously, I'm the mom?

Happy Birthday Blaine!

Today is an important landmark in the blogoshere. It is my 100th post. Woweee. And it just so happens that Blaine's birthday was yesterday. So I get to dedicate this very important post to him.

When we were first married, we took this picture of ourselves.

It has been a favorite of ours for a long time. So when we recently went to take family pictures, again at a train, we decided we should try to recreate it. This is the result:

If you zoom in, you can see that we have grown tenfold. There is so much more of us to love. We have been through many ups and downs over the years, and ate our way through it. But here we are together. Hip hip hooray, and happy birthday. I love you Blaine.

The wisdom and violence of a child

This morning as I was leaving for work, I asked Benji if he knows how much I love him. He thought about it for maybe three seconds and responded:

"Enough to blow up the whole world, without killing anyone"

So yeah, I guess he knows.

Alvin and Bootsy

Oh, how I love the movie Savannah Smiles. I remember watching it on satellite as a kid and just crying and crying. Back then, it defined tragedy to me as much as Romeo and Juliet does now. If you've never seen it, you should rent it.

*Beware it is from the early eighties and might have been low budget even then. It is a little hard to find, but I checked it out from my local library last night, so you might find it at yours.

On another note, I loooove me some Cadbury mini-eggs, I know everyone says that, but I REALLY, REALLY DO. At Christmas they repackage them as just Christmas chocolate balls and they are different colored, but basically the same thing.

You combine mini-eggs and Savannah Smiles and you've got what I did last night. Really, does it get any better? I submit, it does not. Oh yeah, I was also sitting under my electric blanket while enjoying those two pleasures. So you're with me right?

Me and Calvin both

No Dignity Friday Returns!

It's been awhile since I did a no dignity Friday, so I figured it was time. This post is very loosely based on a tag from Loralee about high school. I'm not actually doing the tag, I'm just going to show you embarrassing pictures from high school. That's a fair trade, right?




This is, or was, my most guarded secret. I was a cheerleader in High School. Yep, that's me with the bad form up in the air.

Now for a real gem, this is a picture of me in my graduation dress. I went to a very, very small school (200 kids, k-12, all in one building) and we didn't really have prom, instead we got all dressed up for graduation and had a dance after. No caps and gowns.

I graduated in 1993, so yes, it was OK for me to wear those white nylons with my puffy sleeves. And if you look closely, you can see my lace shoes are dyed to match my dress. Fancy.

So that ought to do it, you can start making fun of me in the comments now.

Happy Birthday Suzanne

Good girlfriends are hard to come by. You know how girls can be, catty, judgemental, even bitchy. But when you find one who is all that and you still like her, and she still likes you when you are those things, you've got a good girlfriend.

Sue thanks for being my friend. (I know how you like it cheesy)


I know it's hard to see, but it is a cross stitch Suzanne made me in 1995 for my birthday. That was such a wonderful summer for me. The cross stitch says "Whatever the struggle continue the climb, it may be only one step to the summit with a friend behind."

We have been to the summits and valleys together. Happy Birthday!

I'm way behind.

I was so lame, I couldn't even find my camera on Halloween, luckily, we took pictures of ourselves the weekend before when we all got dressed for our church party. So here is my obligitory post showing our costumes.



Disclaimer: No, my seven year old did not watch The Dark Knight, but he insisted on being the joker. Insisted. Could have died if he was not the joker. It is VERY important to me everyone know I did not let him watch the movie.



I have to admit, I'm a pretty hot Velma. Roxy is Daphne, she is convinced no one will know if we don't tell them.


I copied my costume after this photo, how'd I do?
p.s. don't google images of velma, you get very disturbing cartoon porn. Please just trust me on this.

*Ramona, this is for you: Unfortunatly, I couldn't find my camera on Halloween, fortunatly, we already had pics in our costumes.
Fortunatly, unfortunatly is ALWAYS on my mind now. Thanks for that.