This one is dedicated to the only person I know who intentionally gave herself trick candles. It was pretty funny to watch as the candles kept lighting back up again.
The Perfect Gift...No, Really...
10 years ago
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Happy Birthday Sis!
This one is dedicated to the only person I know who intentionally gave herself trick candles. It was pretty funny to watch as the candles kept lighting back up again.
Promised Pics
Here's some pics of baby
So the first one is me at Torrey Pines Park about to get my bike on. The rest are from the Baby Curtis Party at the Hospital
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Me and the Meers
It is widely known that I love the meers. As you can see from the pic on this blog, they are near and dear to my heart. It all started when I watched the wonderful series Meerkat Manor. I like to say that it's 90210 meets Kalahari Desert and boy is it HOT!!! With Flower reigning the pack and Shakespeare up to his wandering ways, no wonder the show is in its 2nd season. Viewers can't get enough. When my Dad called to tell me that he and bought my birthday present from a garden statue magazine, I was a little intrigued. When a 3 foot box was delivered I was even more intrigued. When I opened it, I couldn't stop laughing. In it was a garden statue of 3 meerkats. They are standing upright and very life-like. I'll post a pic. But I can't decide where to put it. Outside it might get stolen, but then the raccoons could play with it. Inside it doesn't really fit the decorum and the eyes are really scary in the dark. One person asked if they were stuffed. I love them and even named them.
Flower and Shakespeare and I still need to decide on the other one. It's definitely a girl. Oh, the dilemma.
Flower and Shakespeare and I still need to decide on the other one. It's definitely a girl. Oh, the dilemma.
The Mets and McK
Last night was the anticipated Mets vs Padres game where I would wear my Orange and Blue with pride. It was also the first time that I was able to get with Mck since she moved to Carlsbad last year. I arrived early, coming from a border health conference, and waited for McK at the willcall booth. (I'll save the stories of table talk from a table that included a Mormon, a gay couple, a Catholic and a statistician for another post) But as I waited I unzipped my sweater and wore my shirt with pride. I honestly don't think that I have had so many people stare at my chest, but the results were fun. A wide variety of comments were thrown my way. These included:
1) The normal cheering and applause.
2) Love your shirt sweetheart. (In a very thick New York accent.)
3) It was 20 years ago, get over it.
4) Were you even alive then?
5) Where'd you get that?
6) What are you doing later?
7) Bill Buckner sucks.
8) Go Mets.
Even Mck was surprised at the amount of response the shirt brought. It was a fun night. Catching up with McK was incredible. Of course she looked like a million bucks, all styled out. I wouldn't expect anything less from the girl who turned me on to bronzer, designer bags and Caravaggio. Our seats were behind home base, way up. But still great view, when we actually watched the game. Man did we talk and laugh. I hadn't laughed like that in a while. The family sitting next to me even got up and moved, good thing it was all PG-13 subject matter. If it wasn't we would just switched to Italian. She reminded me of so many good times from the mish. She was such a fun companion and I remember laughing with her a lot. Some stories:
1) We made a video dedica to our Zone leaders before they left and decided which one was more likely to marry a certain sister missionary he served with and which one was more likely to go inactive. We also did impersonations of them which were shockingly true to nature.
2) We had so many boyfriends in Rome, it's hard to keep up with all of them. I found out last night that she fulfilled every sister missionary's dream and dated some of them. I'm so jealous.
3) We got assaulted on the metro all the freakin' time.
4) I once taught a partial discussion to a saleswoman in the Louis Vuitton store on Via Carroti.(a street with all the names in designer fashion) I even gave her a BoM, yes I was there looking to purchase a bag, but I didn't.
5) We had some incredible P-Days in Rome, learning all we could about art. She knew a lot already. and was very knowledgeable on all of them.
6)A particular day in which she gave a diatribe on the lack of capitalism in Italy. I couldn't stop laughing because she was so passionate and it was so true.
7)Her frequent gazes at moles with long hairs spurting out of them. A particular bus ride brought her a few mere inches from one and I couldn't get her to stop staring, which brought me to tears.
So many more stories, some not publishable, but just being with her reminded me of all the great times. Makes me want to go back to Italy and be a tour guide for a summer. I would love it. I love her and her independent intellectual self.
1) The normal cheering and applause.
2) Love your shirt sweetheart. (In a very thick New York accent.)
3) It was 20 years ago, get over it.
4) Were you even alive then?
5) Where'd you get that?
6) What are you doing later?
7) Bill Buckner sucks.
8) Go Mets.
Even Mck was surprised at the amount of response the shirt brought. It was a fun night. Catching up with McK was incredible. Of course she looked like a million bucks, all styled out. I wouldn't expect anything less from the girl who turned me on to bronzer, designer bags and Caravaggio. Our seats were behind home base, way up. But still great view, when we actually watched the game. Man did we talk and laugh. I hadn't laughed like that in a while. The family sitting next to me even got up and moved, good thing it was all PG-13 subject matter. If it wasn't we would just switched to Italian. She reminded me of so many good times from the mish. She was such a fun companion and I remember laughing with her a lot. Some stories:
1) We made a video dedica to our Zone leaders before they left and decided which one was more likely to marry a certain sister missionary he served with and which one was more likely to go inactive. We also did impersonations of them which were shockingly true to nature.
2) We had so many boyfriends in Rome, it's hard to keep up with all of them. I found out last night that she fulfilled every sister missionary's dream and dated some of them. I'm so jealous.
3) We got assaulted on the metro all the freakin' time.
4) I once taught a partial discussion to a saleswoman in the Louis Vuitton store on Via Carroti.(a street with all the names in designer fashion) I even gave her a BoM, yes I was there looking to purchase a bag, but I didn't.
5) We had some incredible P-Days in Rome, learning all we could about art. She knew a lot already. and was very knowledgeable on all of them.
6)A particular day in which she gave a diatribe on the lack of capitalism in Italy. I couldn't stop laughing because she was so passionate and it was so true.
7)Her frequent gazes at moles with long hairs spurting out of them. A particular bus ride brought her a few mere inches from one and I couldn't get her to stop staring, which brought me to tears.
So many more stories, some not publishable, but just being with her reminded me of all the great times. Makes me want to go back to Italy and be a tour guide for a summer. I would love it. I love her and her independent intellectual self.
Friday, June 6, 2008
I'm an Auntie!!!
Yesterday was the first appearance of the boy wonder Curtis (progeny extraordinnaire) of Stephy. After many hours of labor and coaxing, they were able to finally entice Curtis to partake of all the joys this world to offer. He weighed 7 lbs and 15.7 ounces with a span of 20 inches. He arrived at 1910 standard pacific time and mommy and baby are both doing well. Father of boy created a blog at http://fortyeighthourstillcurtis.blogspot.com for those of you who wish to see pictures of the boy and other participants present at birth.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
The Mets
I have the most amazing Mets shirt you have ever seen. It is from their 1986 world series championship and I love it. It was a find at the thrift store while shopping with Neels back in the day. I think that someone finally moved out of their parents basement and accidentally left this in the house and mumsie chucked it out with the used bell bars and old trophys. I also got an A's jersey that served it's purpose as well and has since been laid to rest.
I don't wear the shirt often, I'm trying to keep its colors intact. But this weekend I will be wearing with pride as The Mets come to SD for the Padres. Am I a big Mets fan? Not really. I'm more a fan of the shirt. It's blue and orange are so bold you wouldn't believe that the shirt is more than 20 years old. I was even offered $200 for the shirt one time, but I couldn't part with it for that little.
I watched the ESPN classics about that World Series and learned how the Mets won in the 7th game after the Red Sox's first baseman Bill Buckner let it go through his legs in the 6th game and made the series go to 7 games. Most people think they won it in 6, they didn't.
I was telling my co-worker about this shirt and as a big baseball fan who buys and sells a lot of stuff on ebay he suggested that I:
1) Sell the shirt on ebay. It would get me millions, well not millions but thousands. Maybe a few hundred from a true fan?????
2) I wear the shirt to all 3 games this weekend and see how much someone offers me. Also, I need to bring an extra shirt just in case I sell it.
So I am really excited to go to the games to see what kind of response I get, also to see the games. I haven't been yet this year and really do enjoy watching baseball live, not on tv.
I'll let my viewers know what the outcome is. Geez, I can't wait to go out there and watch others play baseball, I can hardly wait.
I don't wear the shirt often, I'm trying to keep its colors intact. But this weekend I will be wearing with pride as The Mets come to SD for the Padres. Am I a big Mets fan? Not really. I'm more a fan of the shirt. It's blue and orange are so bold you wouldn't believe that the shirt is more than 20 years old. I was even offered $200 for the shirt one time, but I couldn't part with it for that little.
I watched the ESPN classics about that World Series and learned how the Mets won in the 7th game after the Red Sox's first baseman Bill Buckner let it go through his legs in the 6th game and made the series go to 7 games. Most people think they won it in 6, they didn't.
I was telling my co-worker about this shirt and as a big baseball fan who buys and sells a lot of stuff on ebay he suggested that I:
1) Sell the shirt on ebay. It would get me millions, well not millions but thousands. Maybe a few hundred from a true fan?????
2) I wear the shirt to all 3 games this weekend and see how much someone offers me. Also, I need to bring an extra shirt just in case I sell it.
So I am really excited to go to the games to see what kind of response I get, also to see the games. I haven't been yet this year and really do enjoy watching baseball live, not on tv.
I'll let my viewers know what the outcome is. Geez, I can't wait to go out there and watch others play baseball, I can hardly wait.
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