say it isn’t so!

okay, maybe I’m in denial… wait, make that, I am definitely in denial… I just paid for my ticket to my 20-year high-school reuinion… crazy!  

 who got fat?  who got ugly?  who got HOT?  and who just got old?  It will be interesting to say the least! 

 

stay positive…

so, this morning was particulary difficult for me… my husband, who I’ve been separated from for the past 4 months or so, came over to take the boys to school on his way to work… it’s not easy having him here sometimes…

BUT AT LEAST he came to help. 

by 7:00am there were already a couple of small fires to put out at work…

BUT AT LEAST I work virtually so I was able to put them out in my pajamas!

I had yet to get ‘caffeinated’ so I went to brew myself some Cafe Moto (my new favorite beans!) and realized that we had no milk… (I’m a tough cookie, but I still can’t do black coffee   “no prob”, I tell myself… I’ll just scoot off to the store and be back before the brew is ready.

I’m about halfway to the store (which is only a mile away, mind you) and the neighbor calls me to say my garage door is open and the dog is out in the front yard  (I say thank goodness for my nosey neighbor!)  so, milk?  or dog?  I turn around and get the dog back inside, then turn around again to go get my ‘moo juice’.  sheesh!  all this for a cup of coffee! 

BUT AT LEAST the dog is safe.

I get to the store and now I’m a little ‘cranky’ to say the least… I need my coffee now!  So I buy a cup there, even though I know I’ve got a pot waiting at home… PMS is a bitch, I’ll tell ya… so, now I’m leaving the parking lot and the person in front of me stops short and I spill half of the aforementioned, piping hot beverage in my lap…

BUT AT LEAST i’m not wearing my short shorts!  (that would have left a mark)  AND I didn’t hit the ‘brake-happy’ fool in front of me… whew! 

after cursing in my lap for a few seconds I look up at the car I am mere inches away from and I see this teeny-tiny sticker on their back window…

it said: “Stay Positive”.  so, I think I will 

 

could it really be possible?

so, who caught the Barbara Walters special on ABC last night about “Living to 150 years and beyond”?  I think it’s ironic that it aired on April fool’s day so I’m keeping my eyes peeled for the announcement that it was all a hoax… but if it wasn’t?  hmmmmmmm…… interesting stuff.

 basically a few researchers believe they have stumbled upon the ability to prolong human life for an indefinite amount of time… it sounds pretty ’science-fiction’ to me, but they swear it’s really possible.  part of the program focused on “growing” replacement organs in a lab with the idea that if one of your parts “break” or is faulty, you can just get a new one… kinda like you would get a new alternator for your car… strange but true.

they also talked about the science of cryogenics, which a lot of people seem to be signing up for!  not cheap at about $75,000 per person, but they claim to be able to preserve you until they find a cure for whatever killed you in the first place… can you say CREEPY?  the crazy part is they store you upside-down in the tank with 3 other people.  so hopefully you get along well with others… oh, and you probably should be aware that they store 5 “brain patients” in the same tank… those spots are reserved for people who only wanted to preserve their head…  (cue horror music!)

 

“real” housewives?

I wonder if anyone gets the same nauseous feeling I did last night after catching the tail-end of the Bravo TV show “Real Housewives Of New York City”… I’m not sure what they’re using to gauge what is “real” but I’m thinking they’re just a little bit ‘off’ here…

now, I’m game for a little ‘popcorn TV’ now and again, but seriously, are they kidding?  The way these women talk about each other behind one another’s back is very ‘high-shcool’ and I’m not sure how anyone benefits from it…  and I only watched 15 minutes!

 Now, I’m not saying that everyone needs to be a role model but it’s interesting that they choose such self-centered, egotistical and materialistic women to follow around.  I guess this is what TV has come to?  I think I’ll stick to Spongebob.

 

junkmail sux!

remember the days when you were excited to get more than a couple emails a week?  my mailbox is so crammed with junk these days I almost don’t have the energy to dig for the good stuff… junkmail really sucks!!!  Even gmail can’t filter it all out… and I LOVE gmail!  I think they offer the absolute BEST webmail service out there… but those spammers are crafty! 

I think I get more ads for VIAGARA than Hef… and last I checked, I don’t have a penis!  In fact, since I’m separated from my husband, I don’t even have one by association… oh the cruel irony!

 

turkey balls…

anyone shop at Trader Joe’s?  anyone?  Bueller?  It’s one of my favorite places to shop… not just because the staff is always SUPER nice to me (maybe they’re being fake, but I can’t tell!) but because they sell small packages of food that can still feed a family of 4… unlike Costco where the package sizes are SO big you could eat the same thing for a month and still have to throw some away…

so, a friend of mine recommended that I try Trader Joe’s turkey meatballs… they are sooooooo yummy! (especially for those of us who don’t eat much beef).  They obviously look a little different than (brown) beef meatballs… they are almost white in color.  They come pre-cooked so you just have to warm them up right in the sauce or in a pan with a little olive oil… super easy.

I made them for my boys a couple of nights ago and they loved them… and if they pass that test, they get my stamp of approval, for sure.  Mason said: “Mommy, these are really yummy!  I didn’t even know turkeys had balls!”  I laughed so hard I almost choked.

 

if I were a key…

if I were a key… where would I be?  I KNOW we’ve all lost our keys at least once in life, but does it have to happen to me so often?  this is a bummer.

I even have  hook by the door that I am diligent about hanging them on when I enter my house… so where the heck to do keys get off to?  

I probably wouldn’t care so much if a new key didn’t cost $75 these days!  Mine has some kind of computer chip inside of it so I can’t just go to the ‘key-cutter’ and get a spare… drat!

This is my A.P.B. – where are you, keys?  If you come back to me, I promise never to misplace you again!

 

Canon EOS Rebel XTi

I’ve been holding off on purchasing a new camera for a couple years now… simply because I know before it arrives on my doorstep, there will be 6 new versions of it that are better than mine and less expensive… and after all, I have been hanging onto my Sony Mavica now for some 7 years (at 2.1 megapixels, it is WAY under-gunned) but still took a beautiful shot… it’s all in the lens, my friends!  Yes, the megapixels  DO matter, but I’ve got a pocket-sized Casio that is 7 megapixels and doesn’t hold a candle to that Sony.

plus, the Sony wrote the images to a mini disc, so they exist somewhere besides the computer you copy them to… which comes in really handy if your hard drive crashes and you don’t have a backup (that’s happened to me too!)  That led me to ‘train’ myself to burn a CD EVERY time I empty my memory card so I always have the original photo to work from.  (I recommend making 2 backups, but that’s just me)

Anyway, being a photo major in college, it was beginning to get a bit shameful that I was carrying around this less-than-spectacular camera for so long… so with all due respect, I started looking for it’s replacement.  It wasn’t long before I fell in love with the Canon EOS Rebel XTi.  I had owned a Canon Rebel film camera in college, and remember LOVING the way it felt in my hands… it’s digital cousin did not disappoint.  With all the bells and whistles of MUCH more expensive cameras, it has 10 megapixels worth of fire-power… more than enough to last me for years!

isn’t she perty?  

the best part was the price… I bought it online at www.getitdigital.com  -  a company based on the east coast.  The customer service was amazing, which is a HUGE part of the buying experience for me.  I’d pay extra for that    but in this case, I didn’t have to!

 

beware the ‘ides of march’

if I have to tell you why… then it’s already too late 

 

daycare… it’s worth every penny!

okay, so I survived the second week of my little ‘experiment’ to keep my little guy home 2 days a week… make that, BARELY survived.  I won’t get into all of the reasons I felt compelled to try this in the first place, but most of it had to do with guilt…

GUILT that someone else was spending more waking hours with my kid on a given day…
GUILT that my husband (who I’m currently separated from, mind you) thought I should WANT to be with my child more than working
GUILT that I was spending more money than was absolutely necessary, being that I work from home, why couldn’t he just ‘hang out’ with me and I’d save a couple bucks?

well, let me tell you, I’ve come to my senses!  True, someone else does “clock” more hours with him during the week, but it’s worth every penny!  No, not because I would rather be working, dear, but because I can be more efficient when he’s not up my rear-end, thus allowing me to be more ‘present’ when he and his big bro are around. 

more on working thru guilt later…