tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81039244500619705812011-11-27T15:36:47.370-08:00everything that ever was and the adventures yet to come...making the VERY best of it. Heres to keeping it real!Mr. and Mrs. Qnoreply@blogger.comBlogger231100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8103924450061970581.post-22706333859907719222009-10-13T21:34:00.000-07:002009-10-13T21:54:26.648-07:00

Somebody please send in my terrible mother of the year nomination.Today while I was getting the baby dressed after a bath I slipped her diaper under her bum and grabbed the diaper rash ointment and applied a rather generous blob to her butt. About half a second before I began rubbing it all in my other daughter looks at me a little confused and asks, "Icy Hot?"AAAHhhhhhh!! OMG, did I really just

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True to my pencil sharpening nature, when we got this iMac I filled up nearly the entire year on the iCal with all sorts of things.I have a calendar for home, one for work, one for my daughter's activities, one for ahem "family planning" which by the way does not appear to be working (we can be sure in the next couple of days here), one for chores, one for school, birthdays, etc, etc.Well, much

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I've spent nearly every waking swine infected hour on my new iMac since it arrived Wednesday morning. We were seriously going to leave the plastic on so our new toy wouldn't get swine flu all over it but when I peeled it back just to peek I had to take it off. Isn't it pretty?!This thing is exactly what they advertise. A beast of a machine that is also beautiful. The problem is that we spent

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Anyone a LOST fan? I love that show and I miss it. I never watched it when it came out but one day a couple of weeks after the baby was born Campeon stumbled upon it and decided to give it a whirl. We started watching together online from episode one and got hooked. Normally I hate sci-fi. Like really, hate it. But Lost is kind of cool because it takes you just out far enough before it reels you

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Mmmm. Tonight we build a fire in the pit in the backyard and roasted 24 elotes. Elotes are corn on the cobs done up mexican style with mayonaise, queso seco, lime and chili powder. You can boil them but tonight we all agreed that fire roasted totally changes the flavor and is far superior. You can get them a lot of times for a couple bucks from someone selling them on a cart. Now, every single

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When you were little what did you want to be? Seriously. No holds bar here, what was it? A policeman, astronaut? Did you turn out to be that?I wanted to be a teacher and a writer. As long as I can remember.I am currently neither. At least by occupation. I was thinking of this the other day and really gave pause to it. No I do not teach or write as a job. However I quickly realized that I do teach

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No not the movie but close to it. I'm talking about me, Campeon, and his laptop. Several times this week I woke up in the morning scrunched up and half hanging off my side of the bed. Campeon was right next to me taking the entire middle section with his laptop on the left - with its own pillow. Fantastic.Here we are with a 4 month old baby (to which people always ask if we are getting any sleep)

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Anyone remember Weird Al Yankovic? I do, had the record. Literally a record. My little brother and I would run around singing his songs and have no idea that they were spins from an original. Ahh to be young."I want a new duck. Not a dog or a cat...quack, quack, quack, quack, quack"haha, good times

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Today when I drowsily drug myself out of bed I fed my baby and changed her into a new outfit, because it was clean. It must have been a good feeding because shortly thereafter she blew it up, and out, and all over her new outfit leaving, nothing clean.So I decided I could not put off the mountains of laundry any longer and I started the chores. Except I could barely move because I went

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My comment on Stuff White People Like #128: Camping.Here is a great example of what a lack of running water for three days looks like:I am white and I love to camp! My husband however is less fond. He is mexican. A damn white washed mexican if I say so though becuase as you can see he is still concerned that after three days of everything covered in dirt that his nuts are clean.Tip for the white

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Oh my we have started a bad habit my husband and I. We have forgone sex and conversation for blogging!We lay in bed with the tv on whatever it lands on, laptops in hand and we listen to the clicks and clacks of keys being punched. There will be an occasional giggle if we are reading a blog.Then, when we are done, we read each others blog to see what the other is up to. Power down, and say good

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So the more time I spend on the blogshpere the more and more amazing blogs I find. Which leaves me wondering, will mine ever be that cool? How can I possibly attain such greatness?And the Blogher convention? Cool! Sounds like a ball. If it turns out I don't have what it takes or whatever I'm good with that but I'm fascinated by the whole "billboard in the desert" thing turned urban gathering,

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So today I did the soccer mom thing and sat with the other parents at practice. Ugh. I was dreading it but knew I would have to do it eventually and it was a nice day so what the heck, lets give it a whirl and see who we're dealing with.First of all they are all at least 10 years older than me which usually equals: cheesy. Plus, there is always at least one mom who mugs because of it. Sorry,

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Ok. Just to get this out of the way for my over anilitical mind.1. hangover2. baby daddy drama3. court trips4. sick like death5. pissed at my husband6. church with much reflection7. writing to my husband about why i'm pissed8. actually working some hours9. wakeboarding10. freaking out because i have all this to blog about and i'm falling behind!My husband and I just had this long conversation

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hhhaaaaahhhh. exhale.I loved this movie. As I knew I would. I took my little girl to see it and she loved it too. Shes 8 and she loves to cook. Or at least help me with the chocolate chip pancakes.=( I do not really cook. I wish I did. I have wished it for years. I get into phases where I will try lots of recipies but in general we eat lots of fast food.I knew this lady once named Norma. She was

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Ok, ok. So the Tramp Stamp thing. I argued that the girls who get the little sissy delicate "butterfly" tats are the ones I consider a tramp stamp. I mean, what, they went to a shop probably all drunk and gigly and stuck their ass in the artist face and sat there all of 20 minutes to get their picture they picked off the wall inked on. Barely a step up from the rub and sticks you get from the

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Dear I.T. People,You are truly amazing. Without you I would have no clue how to work shit. I am one of the people who pounds on the keyboard and clicks 15 times too many when it doesn't GO. Yes I am one of the people you will ask if I have checked if the computer is plugged in as you roll your eyes and sigh at yet another moron.I hate technical stuff. I am even having issues with this damn blog.

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One great thing about having kids is that you can be a total dork with them and they love it! For example, all day today I have been randomly yelling out, "Poop in his hand! Poop in his hand!" from that hampster movie preview. My 8 year old laughs hysterically. 8 year olds are goofy as hell. Anyone else would probably just think I had tourretts syndrome or something.So I just took some advil pm's

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A long, long time ago I held the fashionable title of Barista at Starbucks. The opening shift was at 4:30am. I would drag in, squinty eyed and fumble my way to the I.V. tap filled with espresso. My first latte I drank slowly and would get me from squinty to half mast. Latte two would make me tolerable to talk to and almost friendly. By lattes three and four my blood would be swing dancing through

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Everything that ever was in my life. No matter what, it will be. There is no removing it. Kind of like that tattoo I got when I was 17. Ugh.The canvas has its spills, its imperfections, no doubt as we all do. But those can become a thing of beauty... an important background for that which lays ahead. So MY blank canvas is each new day.Every day we get the chance to start fresh, to create

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So I was at the bowling alley the other night where a group of our friends were supposed to have a few drinks and engage in an oh so thrilling game of bowling.Being that the bowling alley also has a sports bar attached with a live band and all we never actually made it out to the lanes.Well sometime after my fourth or maybe fifth Jagerbomb (I think I had 7 or 8 in a few hours time ...nevermind

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The Oracle : The Matrix as Google : MeIts the playground for the mind. Anything you can think of is at your fingertips.I do have to say that I love the new Bing commercials. They are hillarious because that is how we roll! I never just Google one thing...I start reading and then Google something else and so on and so on. BUT, I do not actually like Bing. Sorry Microsoft. My loyalties shall remain

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About 3 days ago my husband introduced me to the world of blogging. Yes I was completely oblivious before that. How, I don't know. ??? Anyway, cool! i loved it. I was highly entertained by some of the blogs he found and read to me like "He blogs, She blogs" and "Motherhood Uncensored". So we decided to create one. Great! Well for 3 days we have both opened it up, managed the profile options,

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