3 07 2008

The last time I used Fuck in my title, it brought all the sun fuckers out. Those freaks are STILL finding my blog when they are on their pervy searches.

There’s some stuff going on in the blogosphere that I played along with and I even got an award. See what happens kids, when you never blog?? People still love you. Just another reason why I love, love, LOVE my readers.

First of all, the ever so delightful Huckdoll challenged us all to Disconnect to Connect on Monday. Basically, it was turn off your computer, TV, whatever for one hour, and connect with your kids, your lover, or yourself if need be.

I participated and really didn’t even notice! Me and Rura went over to a friends and had dinner and some R&R and then, in the spirit of “connecting” I got laid. So. How much better can it get? Once we were finished “connecting”, he went off to sell Fireworks, and I turned on my lappie, only to find that people were still connecting and no one was really online. So I would say that this experiment was a success. I’ve read quite a few people’s post’s on how they connected when there were disconnected so check out Huck’s blog for all the linky lovin’.

Moving on….

My new BFF Ash¬†did something that most women don’t like to talk about. She gave us an opportunity to talk about self image.

Why she chose to inflict this pain in my life, I’ll never know ūüôā . I’m very unhappy with my body. I’ve mentioned it before. This summer was the first since my son was born that I’ve felt uncomfortable wearing a two piece bathing suit. I bought 3 one pieces from Old Navy, just so I wouldn’t have to wear anything else around the pool. I love them. You cant see my flabby baby belly. The other night, Rura asked me what was wrong with my the backs of my legs when¬†I was sitting on my knees. I said that nothing was wrong, that’s just the beginning of cellulite. And then I died a little. I’ve got fat popping out in places I never knew I even had. And I hide it well. Believe me. I would rather people think I am pregnant than see how fat I am getting.

What am I going to do about it? I dont know. I honestly dont know. I have no motivation for the gym and I love food too much to diet. I guess I should just really GET pregnant, so that I do have a reason for the weight.

Although I don’t think Rura would be down for that solution.

And I do have the pictures, but you are NOT seeing them. Sorry. They kill me.

Award time! Since I feel a little low talking about my fat ass, this will cheer me up. (not your fault ash, I love you)

Isn’t it pretty! My very good, very pregnant blog buddy Heather at Finding Atman¬†gave it to me. She said my photographs were of professional caliber. I adore her. She’s about to pop out her second very soon and I am so excited for her! Here’s the rules of the award:

  1. You have to pick 5 blogs that you consider deserving of this award for their creativity, design, interesting material, and also contribute to the blogging community, no matter what language.
  2. Each award has to have the name of the author and a link to his/her blog to be visited by everyone.
  3. Each award winner has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that presented her/him with the award.
  4. The award winner and one who has given the prize have to show the link “Arte y pico”¬†blog so everyone will know the origin of this award.
  5. Show these rules.

Seems easy right? Except I’m bad at giving out awards. Especially to 5 people. But let me try…

The first two I’m going to give away, go to my two girls I already talked about here: Ash and Huck. Seriously, both of them are fab. And sweet. Good listeners, I know that for sure. And obviously creative as hell to come up with the ideas that they have. Ash is even setting up a bloggy swap which I am looking forward to as well. So they rock. Go read them.

Third goes to Maria. She has been blowing me away with her posts. They are controversial, shocking, and written so beautifully, each one touches me and makes me think. She is amazing. Thats the bottom line.

Fourth goes to a new blog I’ve been reading which is 10 parts hysterical, and 10 parts awesome. Yeah, totally…right?¬†is written by a very cool guy, Sully Sullivan. I have seen this guy pop up in blog comments of some of my favorite reads, and they are commenting on his blog too. Why? His content is JUST THAT GOOD.¬†Seriously. Go read him NOW. He’s gonna be big.

Last one goes to a blog written by two of my favorite reads, Busydad and Mr. Lady. It’s a little weird to give an award this way to a blog written by two people. But its a damn funny blog. And you know what? If you read between all the funny, there is some damn good advise there. So Stark Raving Dads, this ones for you!

Well that wasn’t so bad I guess.

This blogging every other day thing isn’t so bad either… Anyone running bets on how long this will last? If so, I want in.

45 more

23 04 2008

Since I am not as cool as Jim, and I couldn’t finish my 100 Things in one post, here are the rest.

56. I cannot believe that I forgot two of my most favorite shows EVER for Number 19: Sex and the City and Friends. HUGGGGEEE fan of both.
57. I feel like I can be overly sensitive towards really unreasonable things. As much as I try not to, I let little things really get to me.
58. This is something that I am SURE drives Rura nuts. I know it. I’m working on it.
59. I am excellent at recognizing my flaws. But I suck at actually acknowledging them.
60. I am a HUGE fan of Ghost Hunters. Huge. The last new episode that was on actually caught ‘something’ communicating with the team. This throws my mind into a spin because to me, it was like a time paradox or something. Ugh, I cannot get started on this. Moving on…
61. I am actually a huge fan of all things paranormal, strange, and hard to explain. Except aliens. I never have been able to get on board with aliens.
62. I am extremely passionate about music.
63. I often associate memories with music. Listening to my Ipod isn’t just listening to me. It’s remembering and relating.
64. I love to read. I’ll read pretty much anything.
65. I’m left handed.
66. I got my love of reading, music, and left handedness from my parents.
67. I also got my hatred of heart burn from my dad.
68. I’m “involved” with my google reader. It’s the easiest way to read blogs eva.
69. I’m not afraid to meet bloggers. In fact, I encourage it.
70. I’ve met one blogger, she rocks. I’m pretty sure I’ll meet himsometime soon, more likely by running into him buying beer and strawberry chapstick than actually arranging a meet-up.
71. I really thought it would be super easy to talk about myself, but its kind of not.
72. If I could get away with wearing sandals everyday, I would. Sandals or slippers.
73. I don’t hate regular shoes, in fact I love shoes, but I prefer sandals.
74. I have a purse fetish too.
75. You should see my makeup collection. It’s disgusting how much makeup I have and rarely use.
76. I used to work for Lancome, which is what really kicked off my obsession.
77. I LOVE good deals. I scour clearence racks first and hate to pay full price for stuff.
78. The only things I really will pay full price for is Dodger gear.
79. I am horrible at maintaining my blogroll. There are so many people I love to read, but always forget to add to my blogroll.
78. I love that there are so many talented writers all throughout the blogosphere.
79. I HATE snobby bloggers. I usually try to stay away from them.
80. I use “fake” names for us on my blog but I really think they are easy to follow. I can’t stand reading a blog with TONS of fake names for everyone they are referring to. It confuses the fuck out of me. PLEASE include some kind of key when you use tons of fake names. THAT I can handle.
81. I hate when my work blocks websites like Twitter and Flickr. Don’t they know that this is very frustrating??
82. I’m a joker at heart, which is part of the reason I get along great with most people. I like to turn most situations into funny situations.
83. I am kind of a pack rat and I hate it. I save the most random shit that I do not need. Especially papers.
84. HOWEVER, when I really need something, like the registration renewal form for my car, I cant find it.
85. Since I got my licence, I have been in 3 accidents.
86. The first was my jeep in high school. Tipped it completely over, shattering the passanger window which required my BFF at the time to get 14 stitches in her arm.
87. The second was with my brand new Ford Escape with my brand new 2 month old baby boy. Turning into a Barnes and Noble parking lot, I was hit by a Honda and spun around. The guy was late for work and I was out of a car for 6 months.
88. The third was the car I have now, my Nissan Versa. Hadn’t even made a payment and the truck in front of my came to an extreme stop on the freeway. My car? Didn’t stop so quickly.
89. Am extremely lucky that no one was seriously injured in any of my accidents. Me included.
90. No one trusts me with new cars now.
91. I prefer blue pens over black pens.
92. I am left handed, but I keep my mouse on my right. If I try to move it, I get stoopid and cant do it.
93. I also bat right handed.
94. My son is left handed. His dad hates that.
95. I believe I have given my son my musical talent.
96. I also inherited bad teeth from my parents. I pray I didn’t pass that one on to SBJ and that I wont pass it on to any other kids. Lucky Rura has perfect teeth.
97. I am SOOO excited that I am at # 97.
98. I completely enjoy inside jokes. More than any woman probably should.
99. I am very set in my ways about food that I eat. I rarely try new things.
100. New things that I tried and now love: Sour cream and calamari. Not together.

Holy shit. That was kind of torturous. How come no one mentions that at the end of their 100 things lists? Mother fuckers, always trying to trick me.

Is this the 1950’s? Heh, I wish.

3 04 2008

I have to brag here for a minute. I am so proud of Rura. Not only for being dead sexy, but for figuring out his dream, and actually doing something about it. Not many people can honestly say that they have done that. I know that I can’t. Shit, I don’t even know what I want to be when I grow up. I don’t even know if I want to be anything.

Ugh, that is depressing.

Anyways, as much shit as I give him for missing Dodger games and other half important things, I do admire his dedication to the police force he is involved in. He is active and on ride along’s at least once a week and he dedicates a lot of time to it. Without pay. He can do that NOW, but it wont last for long. He does work a regular job too and he has to deal with my crazy on a daily basis. Once he completes his training and gets hired to a force, I know he is going to make an excellent cop. And he is going to love what he is doing with his life.

Now me? I dont mind my job. It pays my bills and doesn’t get under my skin on a daily basis. (There is always an exceptionand you will not BELIEVE what that crazy bitch is up to now.) But…. but…. I just don’t think that this is what I am supposed to do with my life.

Truth be told, I hate working. I am the most awesome housewife and SAHM mom ever. Even better than you. I’m sorry but it has to be said. Someone should pay me just to stay home and have babies and take care of them. Which is what I want to do once Rura is making enough money.

Hahahaha Wait. I live in California. Economy? Crap. Housing Market? Crap. All of it is crap. Which just kills my lifelong dream of not working. Which makes me sad.

Is it so horrible that I don’t want to be a bread winner? That I would prefer being a housewife? Barefoot and pregnant? I just don’t know.

But I do know that I rock at getting uniforms to the dry-cleaners and getting them picked up on time. I can cook when given a kitchen and I do laundry like its nobodies business. Hell, I’ll even scrub a toilet or two. Overall, this just determines that the above is true, I should SO not be in the workforce. All my talents are going to waste.

I really don’t care if this post sets the women’s movement back 50 years. Seriously. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck.

What’s on MY playlist?

6 03 2008

Amy¬†asked so here’s my answer. I’m just playing a random shuffle and giving you the first 11 that come up. The exception is my two Dane Cook stand-ups I have on there. They aren’t music!

  • I Want You to Want Me – Letters to Cleo¬†~ This song!! It makes me want to just go crazy and dance. I first heard this version on 10 Things I Hate About You. You know you loved that movie too, don’t lie. Every time it comes on and I’m in the car, I crank it up and sing it as loud as I can. I remember one time Rura was pissed at me and not speaking to me in the car. This song came on and he got the full experience.
  • Clumsy– Fergie¬†~ This is my ringback tone. It’s flirty, then again SHE is flirty and I like it.
  • Walking on the Sun– Smashmouth¬†~ This song takes me back to high school. Me and my BFF were big into Smashmouth. I don’t know why. Ha. “It ain’t no joke I’d like to buy the world a toke”” 25 years ago they smoked out and they broke out of resession and oppression” Amen brother. Lets just all get high and end this war. Whoo. *cough* Errr…. moving on…
  • Wish You Were Here – Incubus ~ How can you not love Incubus? This song totally rocks. My favorite Incubus song is Echo but this one is pretty awesome too.
  • Epiphany– Staind ~ This song brings out a lot of emotions for me. “So I speak to you in riddles, because my words get in my way””I dig myself a little hole, inside your precious heart””Forget all the things I should have said””It’s always raining in my head” I went through a pretty shitty break up in high school,¬†while I was separated from the ex and well, this song describes that guy to a T.
  • Apologize – One Republic¬†~ The first people I think of when I hear this song is T and her husband. “Tell me that you need me, then you go and cut me down””I take another chance, take the fall, take a shot for you” That is him. He would do anything for that bitch.
  • Keep Fishing– Weezer ~ Dude this song has the Muppet’s in the video. Nuff’ said.
  • Thanks for the Memories– Fall Out Boy ~ I love me some Fall Out Boy. “Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down” was one of the first songs that was one of “our” songs. We played the shit out of that when we first started seeing each other. As for this song, I love it. There is much debate over the lyrics “He tastes like you, but sweeter” Now I think he is singing from the chicks perspective but Rura is convinced that it means they are all gay. Whatever.
  • Kokomo – The Beach Boys ~ I remember being in 3rd grade and sitting in the tire swing with my friends and singing this song at school. Thinking about that now, it probably wasn’t very appropriate, considering I went to a private school. I’m a Beach Boys girl at heart.
  • Landslide– Dixie Chicks¬†~ I totally Heart the Dixie Chicks. I have a lot of songs on my Ipod that are theirs. This song was very beautifully redone by them. Further proof, another Dixie Chicks song came on right after this one, I Like It.
  • SwayBic Runga ~ Go ahead and click on her name because most people have no idea who she is. If you were as big a fan of American Pie as I was, you know this song. It’s THE song, where they are all doing it after prom. You know the one. “Say you’ll stay, don’t come and go like you do””It’s all because of you” The lyrics are beautiful and her voice is haunting. Check her out.

So there you go. Just a little taste of the 657 songs I have on my Ipod. So many are missing too. This list could go on for days. Be thankful it hasn’t.

So whats on YOUR playlist? Give me a recommendation.

This is hard

5 11 2007

NaBloPoMo blows. What was I thinking? I am having trouble writing and its taking the fun out of things.

There are a lot of people out there telling stories, revealing a little bit each day and I love that idea. But I just don’t think that I have a story to tell.

Thats where you readers come in. Is there anything about me that you are interested in knowing? Request a story, ask a question, challenge my craptastic writing skills.

I’ll do my best to comply.

Thanks to those who participated in ARK Sunday. You two rock. Hopefully we get more next week!!

Late as usual…

4 10 2007

So apparently yesterday, while I was busy blogging about ghosts and mango tea, the rest of the internets were de-lurking.

The thing about it is, I totally read about this on Monday, I was just tooooo lazy to make the post. So I’m breaking the rules too, like Jennifer. Because rules are meant to be broken. Yea.

So de-lurk!

Hey you club mommies coming from the daily dose?? I see you! Thank you for coming, please show me your pretty faces…err… blogs.

Rura, this means you too! I know you are out there somewhere because you TOLD me you were reading so say hi will ya? LOVE YOU (and your cute butt).

Actually, I have a confession. There is truely only one person I would love to see de-lurk. You visit my blog every day and get here in the same way. You are like a morning cup of coffee, always there for me. So sun fucker, will you please say hello? I would love to greet you by kicking you in your balls and personally asking you to STOP GOOGLING THAT FUCKED UP  TERM THAT GETS YOU HERE EVERY DAY!! Fucking book mark me already bitch! *cough*

If you are still up to it and not offended that I didn’t personally ask you to de-lurk, go ahead and leave me a comment. I’m not famous enough yet to ignore you and I’m certainly not too busy to stop by your place, drink your wine (or whatever’s in your fridge) and leave you a comment too.