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Sleep

March 24, 2008

**everyone’s favorite queen has hijacked the blog!!!**

Rachel is asleep.  Her little Bunny is asleep with her.

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Confessions of a free woman

March 5, 2008

What does it mean to be free?  what does it mean to be a woman?  I can admit that I take for granted the freedoms that I have as a woman here in the good ol’ USA.  I am a professional woman, mother, friend, confident.  I read books and watch TV.  if I feel like going to the park on a sunny day I take my son.  I wear short skirts and tank tops.  And although I thrive in my beat up converse sneakers, I wear heels when I want to.  I can wear make up.  I work a job that is historically a “man’s job”.  I cook balanced meals and play soccer and baseball.  I watch sports.  I laugh.  I smile.

Playing this week at the Yoruba Buena Center down town is a documentary that is six hours long about women around the world.  its entitled “flying: confessions of a free woman”.  I highly recommend that you check it out.  the premise is wonderful: take an ordinary woman in America, living her “American dream” and leave it all to talk to women from around world about being a women.

This fascinates me to no end.  other cultures astound me.  Before getting in to health care, I wanted to be an anthropologist.  I wanted to witness these countries where life was like a couldn’t fathom.   Here in this film, our hero does exactly that, with grace, humor, intelligence and wit.

I am thrilled to be seeing this film this week.  I truly hope that other will see it as well.  I’ll be the frizzy brown haired, brown eyed, thick glasses, nerdy girl with the beat up converse sneakers and UCSC purple sweatshirt!

OK, off my soap box

I like the eyes better

February 27, 2008

I like the eyes above better then my really badly in need of a DDS mouth.  If anyone knows how to crop it so you can see both, let me know.

I think I might go to Carmel today.  I have a bunch of friends down there from school and I have nothing better to do.

It’s too quiet here

February 25, 2008

It’s too quiet.  I feel weird.  I feel like I need to be feeding Rick.  I feel like I need to be doing something that involves elmo.  Or dragon tales.  Or pooh bear.

I feel like I need to be making some healthy meal to eat.  You know, four food groups.  Milk to drink.  Instead I am eating popcorn for dinner and watching TV.  I forgot what it was like to be someone besides a mommy.

Tonight, I took a bath, with  my cast wrapped in a trash bag.  Imagine that, a bath!  With bubble bath that didn’t smell like a stick of chewing gum.  Real ADULT bubble bath.

I read a book!  One I started months and months ago.  I drank wine!

And now I am going to bed!!!  No baby to fuss in the middle of the night!

But my god I miss that boy.

so…

February 25, 2008

anyone else think I need to go to the dentist?

lol.  I am bored and screwing around with pics and I like this one so I thought, “hmm…. why not make it the header on your blog?” but I can’t get my whole face in.

I think I need a dentist.

Jennifer’s 37th bday!

February 24, 2008

What’s the rule on drunk blogging again?

Jennifer went out with me for her 37th bday.  Jennifer is my brother John’s ex (before he realized what we all knew way before he did: he’s gay).  Today she turned 37.  we went out and had a lot of champaigne.  it was really fun to be an adult for once instead of a mom.

before I went out I tried to go to the gym at work and run on the tread mill.  however, running with broken bones and casts sucks 🙂

did I mention I am a little drunk right now?  I miss my doggie 9and my son) but what else can I do?  the seizure ran into a stroke and it’s really quality over qualitiy of life, right?

sigh. good night

Hate me today. Hate me tomorrow. Hate me for all the things I couldn’t do for you.

February 12, 2008

Today’s weather appropriate outfit:

Green Shorts

Yellow Tank Top

SF Giant’s ball cap

Flip flops.

Ricky’s outfit:

Blue shorts

White tank

SF Giant’s ball cap

Flip Flops

We both wore a load of sun sceen as we went swimming. It was a freaking warm day. and yes, I am aware of the date. it’s almost as if that groundhog who stuck his head out on Feb 2 and was met with pouring rain and icey winds said, “fuck this shit. I am outta here. you bitches can kiss my ass with 6 more weeks of winter!” is eating his words now.

ahh yes… “winter” in California

***I am aware of the wrath of comments I am going to get from the midwest. Be gentle.***

The newest version of peer pressure

February 12, 2008

I noted the other day that this little blog has surpassed 16 thousand hits in a little over six months. Wow.

Wow.wow.wow.wow.wow.

I didn’t think anyone would ever read it. It started out as something to let me blow off stream of a stressful job and tell stories of my adorable son. But over 16,000 hits? Wow.

Most people would think to themselves that this is rather cool. And I agree. It is rather cool. However, it leads to major pressure. Pressure in my life is not really what I need. I get enough stress at work to last a lifetime.

What kind of pressure? Oh god… people expect me to be entertaining. And humorous. And sweet. And sassy. The pressure man! The PRESSURE!! I am going to crack up!!!! AAAUUUGGGHHHH!!!

In other words, fog city mom has major writer’s block.

Super duper uber boober snoober truuber cougar fullber Tuesday

February 5, 2008

I voted… did you?

1-20-09

And the winner is….

February 3, 2008

So what did all of these wonderful sayings have in common?

“I would have crossed a line for you.”

“holy shit, how big is that thing?”

“how did he walk around with that dangling between his legs?”

“the lights are out now…. Sexy.”

“are you seriously gonna eat that?”

“why is this blue? It’s not supposed to be blue!!!”

“killers they reinvent and believe.”

“that’s hot.”

“um… yeah. Um… sure. What the fuck are you saying?”

“cracker please!”

“let me out of this hell when you are around”

“taking all bets on if he’s a natural red head.”

“above all else, the most important thing… don’t fuck it up”

….all were said in a conversation between Josh and I during an autopsy of a man with testicular cancer last week…

And yes, I know I probably threw everyone off with the “cracker please” remark. That was josh picking on me for being white. (my other nickname is snowflake, which is much more preferable if you ask me). Also, two of the quotes in there were Damien Rice lyrics because I was singing in the room while working… which means the winner is….Laura!

CONGRATULATIONS LAURA!!!

 

(Laura was the only one who caught that some of the quotes were lyrics to a song…)

email me your address and delivered to you is a fancy ceramic Starbuck’s SF/City by the bay Coffee Cup!!!

Woohhoooooo!!

Thanks for playing everyone.