I mean seriously... can you stand the cuteness??
1.27.2010
1.06.2010
1.04.2010
My top words of 2009 (according to the genius of twitter)
words (ordered by most used)
love please people thanks sleep time little wish night tonight help happy feel followers okay read girl watching post yeah follow totally shit seriously child book hate hope baby blog tweet crazy kids super getting days test thank stuff life dear finally favorite sorry hours look awesome pretty stop movie birthday weird home sucks friends morning times person maybe friend makes probably watched sick nice coffee support potty glad week wait hear sweet class trend family following studying picture lost fucking trying steelers funny tired sleeping school excited tomorrow christmas
12.23.2009
What's your favorite Christmas song???
Actually, this is one of my favorite song's ever.
And can we talk about Bono's hair?
It's magical.
12.01.2009
How can I torture my child when she gets older???
Oh, yes, I know.... take them to Olan Mills for holiday pictures. Below each picture you can read, what I'm sure my child was thinking while this was happening to her.
Seriously, you want me to put my hands on my hips then put my feet where?
Oh Sweet Jesus, you scared me!
What's in there??
My mom really wanted to pick this one, but the asshole
photographer made it look like I have a snowball bra!
photographer made it look like I have a snowball bra!
My hair looks funky in this one... and well so do I.
I can't help laughing at how stupid this is!
I know I'm cute, but again funky hair. Dammit!
This was in the running, but my mom couldn't
get over my left eye looking a little gimpish.
get over my left eye looking a little gimpish.
Sheet of wallets.... SCORE!
Listen bitch, "I am smiling!"
And the winner is........ Thanks mom for picking the most idiotic picture!
11.25.2009
Ahhhh Thanksgiving....
So here's the deal with me and Thanksgiving... I'm not a fan!
Not really sure where this stemmed from, but I've never liked it. It probably has a lot, if not everything, to do with the fact that I don't eat turkey. Yeah, that's definitely it!
But, here's my other theory... 20 years ago at the ripe old age of 11, I got my first period on Thanksgiving. Let's talk about how fun that was... umm, 6th grader, 11 years old and I was wearing white (apparently I was unaware of the Labor Day laws regarding white). I told NO ONE! I was mortified. I knew what it was and what it meant. I couldn't believe that I could physically get pregnant, yet I hadn't even "French Kissed" a boy yet. **On a side note - Do we still teach our kids the term "French Kissed"?** How, at 11, I knew the logistics of what getting a period meant, is beyond me. What I do know is that I had just eaten a ton of turkey, mashed potatoes and cream corn (God, I love that stuff) and I was feeling really sick to my stomach, (which I now know were cramps in my uterus), so I automatically associated stomach pains, AKA uterus cramps, with Thanksgiving dinner.
Also, at this wise age of 11, I decided to give up eating all "cute" animals. In my mind, that meant cows and pigs. So the following Thanksgiving, when asked why I wasn't eating any turkey I decided to throw turkey's into the mix of "cute" animals.
I mean who wouldn't love this face?
Not really sure where this stemmed from, but I've never liked it. It probably has a lot, if not everything, to do with the fact that I don't eat turkey. Yeah, that's definitely it!
But, here's my other theory... 20 years ago at the ripe old age of 11, I got my first period on Thanksgiving. Let's talk about how fun that was... umm, 6th grader, 11 years old and I was wearing white (apparently I was unaware of the Labor Day laws regarding white). I told NO ONE! I was mortified. I knew what it was and what it meant. I couldn't believe that I could physically get pregnant, yet I hadn't even "French Kissed" a boy yet. **On a side note - Do we still teach our kids the term "French Kissed"?** How, at 11, I knew the logistics of what getting a period meant, is beyond me. What I do know is that I had just eaten a ton of turkey, mashed potatoes and cream corn (God, I love that stuff) and I was feeling really sick to my stomach, (which I now know were cramps in my uterus), so I automatically associated stomach pains, AKA uterus cramps, with Thanksgiving dinner.
Also, at this wise age of 11, I decided to give up eating all "cute" animals. In my mind, that meant cows and pigs. So the following Thanksgiving, when asked why I wasn't eating any turkey I decided to throw turkey's into the mix of "cute" animals.
I mean who wouldn't love this face?
So here we are 20 years later and I still don't eat turkey. I'm actually a vegetarian now, well actually a pescatarian, but that's big word and it confuses people, so I stick with vegetarian.
I did have a brief stint about 5 years ago at being a meat eater, but that lasted only about a year. I did revisit eating turkey as well, but it kinda freaked me out. Although, it was fried and, if I must say, it really is the way to go when making a turkey.
So this year like the past 10 years (minus the meat eating year) I will prepare my tofurkey dinner. I know many of you shudder at the thought of this, but it really is good eatin! But, I also will be preparing two, yes TWO, actual turkeys as well. Which reminds me, I need to go and buy those suckers.....
So for now I'll leave you with this:
I did have a brief stint about 5 years ago at being a meat eater, but that lasted only about a year. I did revisit eating turkey as well, but it kinda freaked me out. Although, it was fried and, if I must say, it really is the way to go when making a turkey.
So this year like the past 10 years (minus the meat eating year) I will prepare my tofurkey dinner. I know many of you shudder at the thought of this, but it really is good eatin! But, I also will be preparing two, yes TWO, actual turkeys as well. Which reminds me, I need to go and buy those suckers.....
So for now I'll leave you with this:
11.22.2009
Dear Steelers...
YOU SUCK!!!!
***Keep in mind I normally love you to pieces and I'm typically you're biggest fan, but I can't remember the last time I was this embarrassed to admit it.***
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