hello snarkies.

geez louise, time flies when life comes flying at you like a 1990 buick that slams into the side of your car as he makes an illegal left turn out of KFC. well, okay, time doesn't really fly quite like that, but it does seem to pass rather quickly these days.

in the last month and change i have been in a wreck. had the car totaled out. been with my husband through four rounds of layoffs at his job in which he has survived each one - thanks universe. been to Arizona and watched one of my oldest friends get married. and had a big fat limb fall out of the sky and onto my home.

and we got a dog.

he is a boxer. his name is Charlie, officially. i named him that but i never call him that. so far he's been:
charles
charles barkley
sir charles
charles dickens
charlie and the chocolate factory
charlie brown
charlie manson
charlie chaplin
charlie sheen
chuck
chuckles
chuck norris
chuck berry
two buck chuck
and
hey asshole

you get the picture. anyhow, he all cute and funny and chatty like boxers tend to be. he is a crazed lunatic and my kid has a love/hate relationship with him. and i think i do too.

see, i like dogs just like i like kids. i don't like babies. and i don't like puppies. this little booger is trying my every last nerve. but each day he takes two steps forward and only one back so progress is happening.

i'm thinking about buying him some breath-right strips though. i don't know how this giant little guy can possibly snore so freaking loud. unbelievable. i have been near him and his snoring while on the phone and the people on the other end of my conversation can hear him over the phone...

oh good god.

what the heck is that about?

awww, fuck it. who am i kidding? it doesn't matter because stupid fools are always gonna be all sad and pitiful. heh. so if you are a pissy-cheerioes eater, just know that i pity you and your sadness. i hope things shape up for you soon.

hello darlin'. nice to see you.

it's been a long time...

oops. i never intended to go this long without posting here. what's new?

i now have some super gothy black hair. the box of hair color said dark brown. hence i wanted a darker brown than i already had. not black. brown. c'est la vie, i suppose. it doesn't bother me too much, i mean, it's not like i can look at myself and think critical thoughts all day long. i have other stuff to do. the only reason i am concerned is because i am going to be a bridesmaid in 2 weeks. she is not expecting gothy mcbridesmaid to make an appearance.

let's see. what else?
oh yeah. drunk people who are flaming idiots should not throw stones when they live in glass houses. in other words don't call me an asshole for something that happened last week when you weren't adult enough to ask about it then. especially when the whole ordeal had absolutely NOTHING to do with you. or maybe you were too drunk to notice. so just mind your business and sober the fuck up. and oh yeah, mall bangs went out a couple of decades ago.

ok, back to acting my age now. except now i can't think of anything else to say. haha, bummer.

obsessing over a wedding gift

one of my oldest friends is getting married. i don't know what to get her. this is a conundrum for me, a bit of a pickle.

the gift should be something i can either easily slip into a suitcase or something that i can have shipped directly to her home. the gift should be original and thoughtful. the gift should be entirely affordable because we are broker than broke and i just shelled out close to $200 for a bridesmaid dress and close to $400 for a plane ticket to get to this wedding. i want the gift to be meaningful and not just some random thing off her registry.

who is she? she is a super stylish, brilliant, outgoing girl. i have no clue why she is friends with the likes of me... harhar. the biggest problem for me is coming up with something that she will use and like but she or her fiance don't already own. any ideas, folks? please please leave me some ideas.

stuff halfy likes

i have an acquaintence who has a blog dedicated to endorsing things she likes. hence, the name of her blog is Stuff Kimmy Likes. so, in honor of that blog, i just thought i'd talk about my favorite things du jour.

-nintendo DS. oh how do i love this little game machine. i actually only have one game so far because i just got it for Christmas, but i can NOT stop playing. i have the original Brain Age game. i thought i'd be all about the little mind games and such on there, but really i have not been able to pull myself away from the sudoku. talk about a time killer. oh, and this morning my brain age was 48! gahhhh. 20 is the best and most days i am within a year or two of my actual age but for some reason this morning my head was off into the future feeling out the early stages of old-person-crazy-and-slow.

- limited edition chex winter mix, cocoa flavor. it's better than crack. check it out. actually look at walmart for it. i went grocery shopping on saturday morning and found it on clearance for 50 cents for a big bag. i only bought two but i am guessing that when i get back there, it will be long gone.

- Trader Joe's Trek Mix. i love the one that is nothing but craisins, cashews and almonds. yum.

really, i guess that's it. i didn't have much of anything to say today but i felt like giving some kudos to a couple of my latest obsessions.

the most perfect man in the world

the most perfect man in my world is married to me. cheers to seven years together. i love him for everything that he is, everything he works for, hopes for, laughs about, and gives.

seven years ago, he chased me around a bar all night. seven years ago i started dating him thinking he was a rebound boy to date and help boost my self esteem and part ways. seven years have flown by. i have never loved or been loved like i am right this minute.

surviving christmas. just barely.

after our trek to see the doctor last monday, i was told that both my son and i had strep throat. he also had double ear infections. we had dualing coughs, fevers, the works. we left with matching mommy-&-me antibiotic prescriptions.

and thus began five days of hell. mine was fine and little by little i am almost back to 100%. my child's antibiotic, however, made him even sicker. i will spare you the details but mark my words, he will NEVER take that medication again. he has hardly eaten in over a week but his appetite has finally started to reemerge.

Christmas was wonderful, aside from feeling like death was knocking at my door. my family and friends showered my son with so many great gifts. he scored such things as a toddler size drum set, a huge train table set up, a tool bench, tons of books and clothes. we took dozens of pictures of the present opening but because the boy was so sickly, he has a nasty runny nose in almost every single one. this is the initial thrill with the drums.

and this is my little man rocking his first drum solo while little cousin in her brand new jammies looks on.

so here's hoping nobody else catches the crud we had. all the kids in the family had it and half of us adults had it as well. i also hope that your christmas was as wonderful and fulfilling as mine was.