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Dear Alejandra,

I'm writing to you from New Orleans, where tomorrow I will announce that I am a candidate for president of the United States.

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Holy crap! What if he asks Obama to be his running mate? Now that would be too fabulous to even fathom.


We're going to Target to buy a bored board game because we are board bored. Which one should we get?

(We already have Scrabble, Uno, Monopoly, Battleship and Life.)

From White Wedding to White Christmas...

Oh no.....oh....no...NO No no no no no no no no!

I...I have no words. Seriously...gah. I'm embarrassed for him...oh.

Plus, I'm embarrassed for me that I'm sorta liking this. He's just way into it, and it's almost endearing. Egads.

I guess he couldn't be this forever. It's just funny that he's turned into this guy:

Ha! And I'm not the only one that think so.

I need a drink.

Scary Foods....

astrojetta, this will interest you. My friend Maggie, who is a whiz when it comes to natural foods and products, just informed me that those little stickers on fruit and vegetables tell you how it was grown.

She said when the serial number begins with a 4, the produce was conventionally grown (i.e., with pesticides and such). An 8 means it is scary-ass GMOs and a 9 means it is organic.

I didn't know this. Good to know!

I have no words...

sdn, I saw these and thought of you:

Only you would hate these as much as I do.

Which reminds me, the other day I actually saw someone wearing knit gaucho pants and leggings (a.k.a. footless tights). My head nearly exploded!
How hard is it to find a plain, black, 3/4 sleeve, knit top that has either a ballet or boat neck, and doesn't cost over $25 bucks? Apparently, very. I am stumped. I'm looking for something like this, but without those damn ruffles.

Any ideas?

P.S. It seems the cause of my laptop problems was a bad memory chip. Chris had bought me some more memory when he purchased the computer, and when we took the memory out -- poof! --- problem gone....for now.


I picked up the kid from school, and when we got home I noticed that his hair was cut. WTF? Why would his teacher cut his hair? It wasn't over his eyeballs or anything.

My kid now looks like Moe.

(Not) Vintage

My best friend Lisa has just posted, on her Flickr page, what could possibly be my most favorite picture of me ever.

Upon first glance, I thought it was an old pic from the 50s, but then I realized it was me at her wedding last year. I love this picture!