Random thoughts of just another MN girl
Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again? ~Winnie the Pooh
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
Jimmy, the smooth operator
Last fall my six-year old son Jimmy got a watch. He already knew how to tell time, so I bought him a real watch, not one of those plastic digital ones. Not long after that my mother took all three of my kids swimming, and sure enough, Jimmy decided to test the water-resistance of his new watch (even though I specifically told him not to get it wet).
I wasn't there, but my mom saw the whole thing: Jimmy sat on the edge of the pool, looked around to make sure no one is watching, and put his wrist in the water. To his horror, it fogged up and stopped working. So, he got up, walked around like nothing happened and then got into the swimming pool. A minute later he started making a big scene: "Aaa!! I forgot to take off the watch mommy got for me! I wasn't supposed to get it wet, she's going to kill me! I am probably never getting another one again!!!"
My mom thinks he'll make a good actor. I guess having a con woman for a sister doesn't hurt, either :) You know the kid in the movie "Catch Me If You Can"? That's Jimmy in 15 years...
Well, anyway, I got him a nice new watch for his birthday. My little man turns 7 in two days. Oh yeah, and the watch is waterproof!
Thursday, February 23, 2006
I got a package from amazon.com. Inside was a free sample of a deodorant -- the stick kind. It says "for men who take risks, it won't let you down." Um, thanks, I think....
What the hell??
By the way, you can get a free sample here.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Astrology is a long-time hobby of mine that I don't really take too seriously. To clarify, I only read into it when the predictions are good, like the ones inside fortune cookies. According to the MSN Astrology website, here are my top career recommendatons (oh, yeah, my birthday is on the 25th):
Psychic:The life of a psychic medium is perfect for Pisces. They don’t have to keep a nine-to-five job and can book appointments only when they feel like it. Visions and impressions will be helpful in this career, unlike working as an accountant or jet pilot. Neither of those professionals should see things that aren’t there. Other helpful benefits include working from home, not needing a large wardrobe, and having lots of time to tend their garden. (not sure if I can pay the bills with that one)
Bartender: This career is perfect for Pisces, as long as they can stay away from the merchandise. They have a natural affinity for the perfect blend of liquor and mixes. Pisces natives forget many things, but never how to make a good Martini or a Manhattan. The perfect setting would be a bar with live music and a waterfall or aquarium, or a Tiki bar in the tropics. Failing that a hotel bar or a neighborhood pub would be just fine. Knowing just what to say to a tipsy patron causing everyone grief is a unique talent. (immediately, a scene from Cheers comes to mind. Not sure if I can "stay away from the merchandise" though)
Addictions Counselor:Many Pisces long to help others. First they must help themselves. If they can face and rise above their own demons, they will have the desire to work with others to beat their addictions. This path requires a commitment to sobriety or change, compassion, understanding and the ability to read people. Ideally they are able to help the other person get the help they need without being deceived or manipulated. Pisces are natural therapists and excellent listeners. (again, requires commitment to sobriety. Forget that!)
Monk/Nun:This extreme career choice requires Pisces to give up all their worldly goods and take a vow of chastity. The upside is that they won’t have to worry about paying the rent and the downside is the need to be good all the time. Since Pisces naturally spends a lot of time in reverie, it should be a natural progression to sit in prayer. (um, chastity??!! enough said)
Pharmacist:Depending on whether they want to work under or over the table, be illegal or legitimate, Pisces would love to be around and dispense drugs. They have a fascination with the properties and qualities of substances and their effect on the human body. Either way they will make good money, while using their natural compassion and concern for others' well-being. The tough part would be the long, rigorous educational path for a pharmaceutical degree, but worth it. (drugs - yes, rigorous path - no)
I went to Black Sea Turkish restaurant yesterday with my daughter Dayna and my mom. It's right in St Paul, at the intersection of Snelling and Minnehaha; very small inside -- about six tables.
The food was awesome! We had a Meze Platter (cabbage rolls, falafel, humus, olives, feta cheese, tomatoes, peppers), Black Sea Combination (Beef and lamb gyro, chicken kebob,2 meatballs), hot tea and of course my favorite - baklava! They also sell souvenirs.
Morning conversation with my Mom...
....(she doesn't speak very good English):
Mom: the eyeshadow says "no animal testing". What does that mean?
Me (translating): means they don't test on animals
Mom: why not?
Me: well, if they rub their eyeshadow on helpless bunnies' eyes, they hurt and sometimes they go blind.
Mom (indignant): Oh, so you'd rather I went blind??
Me (throwing my hands up in frustration): Argh!!
Monday, February 20, 2006
I love my gmail account with its 2.6 gigs of storage and many nifty options. Lately, however, the messages have been delivered to me with a great delay. It used to be instant, but the other day it took over 30 minutes to receive an e-mail. Half the time whenever I hit 'refresh', it has been giving me the server error message. After visiting the geek message boards, I noticed that it's a pretty common problem due to increased number of new accounts. So, phew! - the NSA may not be watching me just YET!
I am also being flooded with spam. The spammers mostly want me to play PacMan, eliminate my appetite and find local singles. Ugh...
By the way, if anyone needs an invite, e-mail me and I'll send you one.
Twelve ounce curls
Thank God and my parents I have been blessed with good genes and high metabolism! I have not worked out since November 15, 2005 - the day of my final physical fitness evaluation at AMS. Since then, I have been doing nothing* but working, eating, reading and watching the idiot lantern. Oh, and beer! Beer and potato chips, an occasional glass of red wine, and of course - chocolate.
I blame it all on the cold weather:
1) There's just no incentive to work out when you can hide all that fat underneath a parka.
2) It's too cold to run outside!
Besides, bikinis are out, one-piece swimwear is back in! Good way to squish in all the flab!
Oh, and here's the good news for beer drinkers (click to read the rest):
Researchers in Britain and the Czech Republic surveyed almost 2,000 Czechs,
who are generally regarded as the world's biggest beer drinkers.
no link between the amount of beer they drink and the size of their stomachs.
Writing in the European Journal of Clinical Nutrition, they said claims
people are obese because they drink too much beer are wrong.
*I don't count my pathetic attempts at salsa dancing as exercise
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Some (Anti-) Valentine's Day Fun
Valentine's Day is like herpes: just when you think its gone for good, it
rears its ugly head once more. No wonder some people prefer to call it VD.
Yes, it's that special time of year when chocolate manufacturers and
greetings card companies encourage you to demonstrate the extent of your
fondness in cold, hard, cash (or the satin-covered equivalent) on February
14th. -- http://meish.org/vd/
When cruelty and holidays collide, the weak-willed find solace in self-pity and comfort foods. And now, Despair Inc. is pleased to announce that we've combined BOTH into a radical new offering. Introducing "BitterSweets(tm)". The Valentine's Candy for the Rest of Us. -- http://www.despair.com/bittersweets.html
Now available in TWO unique collections, "Dejected" and "Dysfunctional," featuring up to 37 unique sayings each!
"Dejected" sayings include:
I MISS MY EX • PEAKED AT 17 • MAIL ORDER • TABLE FOR 1I CRY ON Q • U C MY BLOG? • REJECT PILE • PILLOW HUGGIN ASYLUM BOUND • DIGNITY FREE • PROG FAN • STATIC CLINGWE HAD PLANS • XANADU 2NITE • SETTLE 4LESS • NOT AGAIN
"Dysfunctional" sayings include:
RUMORS TRUE • PRENUP OKAY? • HE CAN LISTEN • GAME ON TV CALL A 900# • P.S. I LUV ME • DO MY DISHES • UWATCH CMT PAROLE IS UP! • BE MY YOKO • U+ME=GRIEF • I WANT HALFRETURN 2 PIT • NOT MY MOMMY • BE MY PRISON • C THAT DOOR?
Monday, February 13, 2006
Valentine's Day Bears
What the hell is wrong with people?? Doesn't anyone have a sense of humor anymore? The Crazy For You bear (in a straight jacket, complete with commitment papers) made it's debut last year, and instantly there was an outpour of indignation. Some people thought it was awfully insensitive of the Vermont Teddy Bear company, you know to those with mental ilness and all. If it hadn't been already discontinued (and maybe a bit less expensive), I would buy a couple of them!
By the same token, Sandra Bullock had to apologize when she called herself a "spaz" during an award ceremony. Apparently, it was insensitive as well towards those with cerebral palsy.
So, don't worry about sending me the Crazy bear, along with the Redneck bear or even the Playboy Playmate bear. Just send along a nice bottle of wine!
It's Monday, so I think some humor is in order. I posted some links to funny videos on my other blog. It's work-safe, too!
"I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it." -- Mae West
to tempt 1 : to entice to do wrong by promise of pleasure or
gain2 a obsolete : to make trial of : TEST b : to try presumptuously : PROVOKE c : to risk the
dangers of3 a : to induce to do something b : to cause to be strongly inclined
I am tempted to:
1. Drive 10-15 miles above the speeding limit
2. Make rich deserts and eat them
3. Buy another pair of shoes
4. Go running (the resistance has been pretty strong so far)
5. Take the carpooling lane when I am driving alone
6. Mess with my template again
7. Make prank phone calls (physically impossible -- I start laughing after the first sentence)
8. Write silly things on people's dirty cars
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Page 123 Meme
Here's the meme:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don’t search around and look for the “coolest” book you can find. Do what’s actually next to you.
Here's my sentence:
Old or new, Evel Knievel I am not.
I tag Trouble :)
Where do I belong?
|You Belong in London|
Back from D.C.
I've been back for 3 days. The trip to D.C. did not go as well as I had planned. I got there on Friday afternoon, had a couple of Smithwicks at an Irish Pub, and spent all day Saturday sightseeing in the cold rain. By Sunday night I had a sore throat and by Monday I could barely move. I missed 2 receptions and a banquet, but at least the view from my bed was magnificent. My friends' 8th-floor apartment overlooks the Potomac river, just across the Reagan National Airport.
Saturday's sightseeing included a trip to the National Air and Space Museum. I was in awe! Various song fragments went through my head as I went between the exhibits -- "hands of men fashioned a crate of thunder....", Toby Keith's "and I'm proud to be an American..." At one point I actually squealed "P-51 Mustang!" It was very, very impressive!
On Sunday evening I was walking to the Metro station and decided to check out a quaint-looking bookstore where I might get some gifts. I didn't know why I got strange looks, I thought I looked pretty sharp in my dress blue uniform. I got my first clue from some of the book titles that caught my eye: "It's My Ovaries, Stupid", "Coming Together", "When Drag Is Not a Car Race", and so forth.
The reason I mention this incident is to poke fun at my own lack of situational awareness. This is the third time in the last 2 years I found myself in a gay shop/bar without realizing it (not that there's anything wrong with it ;) Maybe it's a good thing. Maybe I just see everyone as regular people...
Friday, February 03, 2006
I took a break from blogging for a few days. I just didn't feel like writing, not for lack of things to write about, but because I am getting more and more selective about the subjects.
This post is brought to you by 5 or 6 cups of coffee:
I can't wait for Spring
I got new super-pointy snake skin shoes
why is it okay for kids cartoons to be violent, but not okay for Janet to flash her breast?
The 40-year old Virgin was stupid
Why are people so obsessed with celebrities?
My 5th-grader has a crush on a boy!
I could never be on a carb-free diet
I am a bad driver (female+Asian= there, I said it, everyone happy now? :)
my 8-year old analyzes TV commercials
I'll be away for a few days at a conference in D.C. Have a great weekend!