Thankful November 26, 2008

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I guess that would make today Thanksgiving Eve Day. So on this Thanksgiving Eve Day, I’d like to spend some time writing about things in my life that I am grateful for aside from the typical My Health, A Roof Over My Head, My Family, etc. Not that I am not appreciative for those things, because I most certainly am. Those big ones just always get all of the glory, and I’d like to give some well deserved attention to smaller things that I am grateful to have in my life.

Music Dick Clark once said, “Music is the soundtrack to our lives.” Most songs that I hear take me back to a certain period of my life. They bring back emotions and memories. Last night on the way to Sushi Boy’s house, “Piece of My Heart” by Janis Joplin came on the radio. I cranked it up and wailed along with Janis. Janis Joplin brought back memories of my mom, sister and I cruising up the river on a summer’s day, with the windows down and hair flapping in the wind. Us screaming our hearts out and living in the moment. Music is one of my favorite things in the world, and something that has always been a part of my life. I’m grateful that both my mom and dad brought music into our lives regularly.

Text Messages I love the freedom of being able to send and receive short little snippets without having a full on conversation with someone. It makes my heart beat little bit quicker when I get a text message from Sushi Boy in the middle of the day that says, “I’m so lucky to have you in my life. You make me so happy!” Or a text from my sister that says, “Our mom met a new man at WalMart. LOL” (Unfortunately that is a real text message I got on Monday!)

My Work PeepsYesterday after I picked C up from school I brought him into the office with me, as he didn’t want to go to the sitters (there are just young kids there now, and he gets bored.) Where most offices would really look down on an employee for bringing their 8 year old into the office for the afternoon, mine encouraged it. One of my bosses told me, “Of course that’s ok. You can bring him in whenever you like!” Another walked up to us and said, “Who is this handsome man following you around? Our new employee?!?” and shook my sons hand. It is so nice to work for and with people who really have a strong sense of family.

Sushi BoyIt has been a very long time since I have had a man in my life who I felt connected to and trusted with my heart. I haven’t been able to fully give my heart to someone in a very, very long time. Having Sushi Boy in my life has brought me back from a land of pessimism and cynicism I didn’t even know I was in. Every day with him is better than the day before. We can talk about the future together and it isn’t awkward or uncomfortable. It is just something we both know…that in our future, we will be together.

And last, but certainly not least:

My Family and Friends I couldn’t not do it. My family and my friends are such an amazing part of my life, I couldn’t leave them off of this list. Life hasn’t been picture perfect for me (not that I would expect it to be) but my friends and family have seen me through the ups and downs. They are the my rock and my inspiration. I am lucky to have such great people in my life, and everyday I am thankful for them.

What are some non-traditional things that you are Thankful for this Thanksgiving? I’d love to hear what you are grateful for this year!

Enjoy your day of thanks!

Making the Hard Decisions November 25, 2008

Sometimes I really don’t like being a grown up.

Friday I had to make the decision to NOT go to San Francisco. I had to disappoint my son and my sister. I really dislike disappointing people. Of course I was disappointed as well. I had (obviously) been very excited for this trip, for the time with my sister, and for the experiences with my son.

Buuuut…I had to make the decision not to go. It was the financially responsible decision to make. I hate making decisions based on finances, but sometimes you just have to do that. And I guess that is the part of being a grown up that I don’t like. I’d like to be able to make it just on Do I Want To? If I do want to, then I do. But that is not the way the world works, is it folks?

It is a bit of a blessing in disguise that we didn’t go though, because Sunday afternoon my munchkin started getting sick. Fever, sore throat, general ickiness. He had what I call, “Sick Eyes.” You can fake a lot of ailments as a child, but you can’t fake Sick Eyes. He had those glassy, trying really hard to keep his eyes opened eyes. Actually, he kind of looked like he had been taking the pot (as my favorite aunt calls it) minus the red.

He stayed home from school yesterday and I stayed home from work. Typically I hate staying home from work, even if it is for a legitimate reason. But, since most of the people at the office hadn’t really planned on me being in anyway, it wasn’t a big deal.

We were at Sushi Boy’s place on Sunday, so munchkin and I spent our sick day there yesterday. We vegged and watched movies. I cleaned Sushi Boy’s kitchen…whew…that was an event. I should have taken before and after pictures! Sushi Boy did not ask me to do clean his kitchen, but I wanted to be able to have a home cooked meal in it. It looks phenomenal now, and Sushi Boy made a yummy yummy spaghetti dinner last night.

So even though I had to make the hard decision to not go to the Bay Area for T-Day, I think it is for the best. Well, I know it is for the best. Sushi Boy’s parents invited C and I to spend Thanksgiving with them and their extended family. I’m excited about that. I did offer to bring a dish though, so let’s hope that pans out well! lol Wish me luck!

Today is the Day!!! November 21, 2008

Not that I am leaving for San Fran (I’m actually leaving tomorrow now) but the day that Twilight hits theaters!!!

Leann and I contemplated going to the 12:01 showing of it this morning, but decided instead to take a nice, long Friday lunch break and go see it in the middle of the day. So, in just a mere 2 hours and 19 minutes we will be watching the opening credits!

I am SO!FREAKING!EXCITED! (And I know this makes me a complete and total dork. I’m okay with that!)

Thoughts Before I Go On Vacation November 20, 2008

I get to spend 9 whole days with my sister!!! 9 days! With my one and only baby sissy. I’m so excited, I actually have tears in my eyes right now because I am so excited. My sister is my best friend, my rock. She makes me laugh harder than any one else in this world. From our tumultuous childhoods to having children ourselves now, she’s been the only constant in my life. Aside from my son, she is my everything. I am so stoked to not only get to spend 9 days with her, but get to spend Thanksgiving with her, AND go on vacation with her.

And I get to spend 9 days with Julia Gulia, my neice who is taking steps now!!! Unfortunately my older princess, Riley, is going to be with her father, so that’s a bummer.

I wonder how many times my sister and I will fight. Of course we fight, we’re siblings. Just because I love her to pieces and think that she’s pretty much the shit doesn’t mean we never fight. I bet it’s within the first 4 hours in the car.

I’m going to really miss SushiBoy. I’m going to miss our first holiday together. Part of me really thought about canceling the San Fran trip to spend Thanksgiving with SushiBoy. As much as I want to be with him, I can’t pass up this opportunity. And I can’t take this away from Christian. He’s SO excited. And I am so excited. I’m just really going to miss waking up in Sushi Boy’s arms. And seeing his smile.

I don’t think I have enough luggage to pack for 9 days for 2 people. Crap.

I wish my digital camera wasn’t broken. I’ll have to make sure Brandi brings hers.

I really need to start my Christmas shopping. I can’t believe Christmas is only a matter of weeks away. Sweet! I can put up a tree when I get home from San Fran!

I’ve Got the GoingOnVacationAndHaven’tPackedYet Blues… November 19, 2008

I need to pack. Desperately. I am so far behind my normal packing regimen. I’m kind of, okay, completely anal when it comes to packing for a vacation. I’ve been this way ever since I was a kid. I remember being in 4th grade and packing for a week long vacation with my Aunt Tammy. I had my packing list prepared a month in advance, and was packed with at least a week to go before we left town.

I am leaving in 2 days for the coast to meet up with my sister and her family, and then we leave on Saturday for San Francisco. I have nothing packed. I don’t have my laundry done. I don’t even have my list started. Typically my list is a beautifully orchestratedExcel spreadsheet that lists each days outfit, complete with shoes, handbags and accessories. Of course there are back up outfits, special occasion outfits, and usually a workout outfit in case I get some wild hair and decide to exercise while on vacation (this outfit never gets worn!) I haven’t even looked to see what kind of weather to expect! I am so far behind.

Not only do I have to pack for me for this trip, I have to pack for Christian too. Which will require a completely separate list. Thankfully he is a boy and doesn’t require accessorizing. Phew…

I guess I have my work cut out for me today.

The H Word November 17, 2008

A text conversation that just happened between me and Sushi Boy:

Me: How long does it take to get to X Restaurant from your house?

SB: 6 hours…(TOTAL exaggeration)

Me: Sweet, so I should have been home 3.5 hours ago?

Me: Uh…I just called your house home. Damn you for being so incredible!

He did last week so I don’t feel so bad. He did it first. I like to let the man say all of the big 4 letter words first. Home, Love, Ours, Marriage, Forever. I know those last 2 aren’t 4 letter words, but they should be.

More Randomness November 17, 2008

 

 

 

 

 

I was given this award by Cape Cod Gal at Diamond in the Rough. I found her blog through Sassy Mama Says. Both of these ladies are pure craziness, and I love them for that. If I were Bi (bi-coastal, that is, dirty minds…) we’d totally be BFF’s.

So because I was awarded and tagged by Cape Cod Gal, I now get to faciniate and delight you with some random facts about yours truly.

*In 7th grade I had a 3rd boob removed from my right armpit. All it looked like was extra fatty tissue, but it was in factbreast tissue. I still have a ginormous scar from it. Guys tend to say, “Man, why’d you get rid of it?!?” to which I reply, “No one would date a freak with 3 boobs!” (If I already posted about this, my apologies. Too lazy to go back and look.)

*I hate checking my voice mail. I want to permanently turn it off. I can see who’s call I missed. 95% of the time the message is, “Hi Brooke, this is __________. Give me a call back when you get a minute.” No information I didn’t have before listening to the voice mail. Just a waste of time if you ask me. Text messaging though, that I can’t live without.

*I really disliked Angelina Jolie until Saturday. Sushi Boy and I went and saw “The Changeling,” and it was a masterpiece. Angelina did a fantastic job in this film. You have to see it! It’s a movie that makes you feel so emotionally vulnerable, especially as a parent. I cried on numerous occasions (and almost threw up a few times.) Sushi Boy said he didn’t cry, but I’d be willing to bet he at least teared up.

And fashion in the film is incredible!

*I am totally brain dead today. I think I got too much sleep over the weekend. I got almost 16 hours of sleep on Saturday night (!!!) (We didn’t get to go salsa dancing, Sushi Boy woke up with Pink Eye Saturday morning) and then 10.5 last night. I think I’m still in sleep mode.

*The first time I ever bowled was for my 8th birthday party. The first ball I threw was a strike! Ya, we had bumpers, but still pretty damn impressive if you ask me!

*My dad puts ketchup on almost everything. Seriously. I remember dinners as a kid, and Dad getting super stoked because it was an “All Ketchup Night!” An example of an All Ketchup Night menu would be: pork chops, green beans and fried potatoes. Yes, he put ketchup on green beans. And I learned to do it. And it is delicious!

*I am a freak about Christmas! I am already so excited about it. I want to put up a tree right now, and stay home every day until Christmas staring at it and drinking coffee with Bailey’s, while listening to Rocking Around the Christmas Tree.

I will give everyone who reads this the above award, because I’m sure that I have read your blog and I love it. Please post this award on your blog, and give us some randomness on you!

Happy Monday! (If that isn’t an oxymoron…)

Fun With Words November 14, 2008

It’s Friday, and I’m braindead. Instead of posting something that will requires me to think and be somewhat witty, I went over to www.urbandictionary.com.  I typed in one of my favorite words as of late, knowing I’d get something to giggle at. Here is the word I typed in, and some of the examples that made me laugh.

Douche:

That beaatch is a “douche”, yo. Tell her to step or catch five quick ones!

My boy was “douchin’” out hard last night! They had to carry his ass out the J-Kwon show.

That kid is real “douchey”. Keep him out the crib.

His name is Rich, but we all call him “The Douche”.

My bestest friend/co-worker and I are extremly important and busy today. Here are some fun ones we found for you to look up!

Crop Dusting

Shoplift the Pooty

Stripper pretty (I’m so glad they came up with this term!)

Mr. PenisPenis

Okay, there are a few for you. Now, go explore on your own and report back with some good’ens.

This Is How I Roll… November 13, 2008

I think this picture is hilarious. This was taken at my good friend Jen’s house one night, er….early morning, after we’d been out for National Talk Like a Pirate Day. It’s a shame you can’t see what that my hat says, “100% Skateboarder,” you know…cause that’s how I roll!

She kindly sent this picture to Sushi Boy, so now this goofy picture is the wallpaper on his CrackBerry. You’ll have to excuse the quality, it was taken with a phone.

1,2,3,4 Get Your Booty On The Dance Floor November 13, 2008

“Work it out! Shake it ‘lil mama, let me see you do the Jane Fonda!”

If you know what song that’s from I love you! If you don’t, it’s a song called “Jane Fonda,” by Mickey Avalon. Sushi Boy and I are going to see him in concert tomorrow night with my favorite cousin Jake and a few of his friends who are coming up from Hicksville. I am sooo looking forward to this. I haven’t been to a show since RockFest in September, and well…there are parts of that I don’t remember so well. But anyway, I’m super stoked to see Mickey Avalon in concert and that Sushi Boy is coming with me. He’ only ever been to 3 concerts, in his entire life!

And if that isn’t fun enough, Sushi Boy and I are going to go Salsa dancing on Saturday if Sushi Boy can get a sitter for his Little C-Man. Of all of the dancing I’ve done, I’ve never done the Salsa. I think they have lessons, so that will be fun. Sushi Boy told me when we first met, “I don’t dance!” Within a few hours of that he changed his mind and told me he may give it a try for me! If that ain’t love…

It’s Official! November 12, 2008

Sushi Boy and I totally kick ass at Pictionary!

We had dinner at one of my friends houses last night, and then we all played Pictionary. To be fair, it was a really close game. My friend and her husband are both great artists, so I kinda thought we’d be screwed. After a really, really, really crappy first turn (I tried to draw a panther, and it looked nothing like a panther!) I thought we were done for. But we came back and won!

It was a relief to know that it wasn’t just that first game we played. We officially rock as Pictionary partners!

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice November 11, 2008

There is going to be a precious bundle of little girl coming into my life in February. No, I’m not pregnant. That would be the quickest pregnancy ever!

Sushi Boy’s ex-girlfriend is pregnant. I knew about this before we even met in person. He was been completely open about the baby and the baby’s mother (from here on out known as Baby Mama) from the beginning. Of course a paternity test will be done, and Sushi Boy plans on being in the babies life as much as possible. By as much as possible I don’t mean every other weekend. I mean at least 50% of the time.

I have no doubt in my mind that Sushi Boy and I will still be together when the baby is born.

I know that this baby is not my baby. But this baby is going to be more present in my life than any baby other than my own has ever been. And its a girl!!! I am so excited. I am having a hard time refraining from buying every cute pink and brown outfit I see in stores.

I’ve always been on the fence about wanting another kid. I’m getting older by the day, and so is Christian. I wasn’t so sure I’d want to start over again when C is in middle school (or later!) if I ever met that special man. So this is kind of nice. I didn’t have to make any decisions. This baby is not mine. But I get to experience the joy of having her in my life. I get to spoil her and teach her. I get to dress her in pink and put bows in her hair. I get to listen to coo’s and baby giggles. I get to have a baby in my life again!

Now, I’m sure some of you are still freaking out about the sentence a few paragraphs back about being positive Sushi Boy will still be in my life 4 months from now. I’m so serious. I’ve never been more positive of anything else in my life. He’s it. He’s the man I didn’t think existed. The one who is perfect for me. Not perfect…I’m smart enough to know there is no such thing. I’m not perfect, I would never expect my partner to be. I want to wake up to this man every morning for the rest of my life and fall asleep in his arms every night. 

So this precious bundle of pink…she doesn’t know what she’s in for. I have nieces who are my perfect princesses, but they live far away. I have girlfriends with little girls, and I love the crap out of them too. But this baby, this baby is in for it. In my world, everything will be pink and shiny and sparkly and frilly. She’s going to OD on pink by the time she’s 9 months old, the same age at which I’m sure her dad will be trying to teach her to drive a race car.

P.S. I know all of this makes me sound like some crazy lunatic of a lady. But I’m okay with that!

The San Francisco Treat November 11, 2008

In ten days I am going on my first vacation in way too long. This summer I took a few mini-vacations: Vegas for 4 days and camping/white water rafting for 4 days, but nothing that was long enough. I haven’t been on a “vacation” vacation since I went to Puerto Vallarta in January of 2007 with 3 of my girlfriends for a week. And C and I haven’t been on a big vacation together for even longer. AND my sister and I haven’t been on a vacation together since….um…I don’t know when! At least a decade ago.

Next Friday evening my sister, her fiance, their 29 kids, my son and I are driving (YES! DRIVING!) to San Francisco. I am so excited. We will be there for 9 days. My sister’s fiance’s favorite cousin lives down there and invited them down for Thanksgiving. My sister and I are kind of a package deal on holidays. Thankfully Omar and Regina (the cousin and his wife) have a large home and have welcomed C and I as well. I guess they technically live about an hour outside of San Fran, but close enough for me! Also, my amazing college roommate lives in SF so I’ll get to meet her sweet son and she’ll get to meet C! I can’t wait!

The last time I was “in” San Francisco I was 7 and we drove through it on our way home from DisneyLand. I think I slept half of the time. I’m excited to get to do the touristy sight-seeing things with my son and my sister and her family. A true family vacation.

So sweet, knowledgable Internet friends, have any advice on what I MUST do or what is worth passing on? Any insider tips? Also, any advice on how to keep 29 kids occupied for 8 hours in a car? We’ll be driving down at night, so hopefully they will sleep most of the way there, but we’ll be driving home during the day.

Pictionary Chemistry November 10, 2008

Friday was Sushi Boy’s moms birthday, and Sunday was Sushi Boy’s birthday. To celebrate both, his family decided on dinner and game night on Saturday. My son and I were invited.

I had met his parents, one of his sisters and her kids the previous weekend. Saturday was the whole immediate family. The 2nd sister and her kid too. What could have been an uncomfortable, intimidating evening was a wonderful, fun evening with SB’s family. His family is so much fun, and so very welcoming.

After dinner we played a game of Pictionary. After a bit of a slow start, Sushi Boy and I kicked ass! We were an awesome pair. I can’t claim that we won the game, because none of us could decide on the actual rules, so we just kind of made them up as we went along. (Although I’m pretty sure that I know the rules, and we were definitely not playing by them, I didn’t want to be the Know-It-All new girlfriend.)  We were a dynamic duo!

If Pictionary chemistry is any indication of relationship chemistry, Sushi Boy and I have it in spades!

Maybe I can get a grant to conduct a study on this. Partners who excel at board games together tend to have more successful marriages/relationships? What do you think? Does that seem the case with you and your significant other/partner or previous partners?

When Did He Become a Little Man? November 10, 2008

I’ve always called C “Little Man” but didn’t realize that right before my eyes he has actually become a little man!

On Saturday we went to one of my best friend’s studio, and she took pictures of C for me. I know I’ve mentioned her on here before, but seriously, she is an amazing photographer. You should totally check her out. (Yes, I know I’m pimping out my friends!)

Here are a few of the shots from Saturday.

Feel free to tell me how cute he is, I promise I won’t argue! ;0) Also, go check out Leann’s business at www.starryeyedphotography.com!

I’ve Been Tagged November 7, 2008

Tiff, as I like to call her, at My Random Wisdom tagged me. This is the first time I’ve been tagged, so I’m pretty sure all I have to do is what she did, which is share with you 7 random snippets of information about myself.

• I have totally become the girls that I hate. The ones that get a boyfriend, and that is all she can talk about. My conversations have become, “Sushi Boy is so wonderful, he did _____” “Sushi Boy said ______ and it was so funny!” “Sushi Boy is so amazing, he ______________.” But Sushi Boy is so wonderful, funny and amazing. I am completely infatuated with him. And now I see why those girls act the way I am acting. I won’t hate on them anymore.
• My mouse at work sucks ass. It is wireless and the censor plugs into a USB port on my tower. Well my tower is on the left hand side of my desk and my mouse is halfway across my desk on my right hand side. The censor is too far from the mouse. I have to hit, drop and pound the mouse about 50 times a day to make it work. Every day I threaten to throw it through my monitor, and then it starts working again. Bastard mouse.
• I hate it when people tell me, “Wow! You’re tall!” No shit? You don’t think I’ve figured that out in the past 28 years? You know, not being able to find pants that are long enough and being taller than 90% of the worlds population really never clued me into the fact that I’m tall. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love being tall, but when a woman is 6 feet tall she KNOWS that she’s tall. The air up here does not dumb me down.
• “Don’t Stop Believin’,” by Journey is currently my favorite song to O.D. on.
• I’m a concert junkie. I love live music. My mom started taking my sister and I to concerts when I was 7, and I was hooked after that first Richard Marx concert. I’ve probably seen over 150 different artists live. I’ll have to make a list someday.
• I love lists.
• My body temperature runs usually one degree higher than the norm. This was super handy to have at my disposal in elementary school. I was often bored because I was a little smarty pants. When I got bored, I’d go to the nurse’s office and she’d stick one of those dot thermometers on my forehead. Between my normally high temperature, and the vagueness of the dot thermometers, I would inevitably end up on my sofa reading or watching tv within 30 minutes. It was pretty pimp.

I’m not going to tag anyone, but just ask you all to share with me one random fact about yourself! C’mon…you know you want to!

Zack and Miri Make a ….Kids Movie??? November 6, 2008

Last night was one of two nights that both Sushi Boy and I would be kid-free this week. We decided to go out on an actual dinner and movie type date. We had a few beers first, then we went to sushi (weird, right? lol) and then to see the movie Zack and Miri Make a Porno. For anyone who doesn’t know, it’s the new Kevin Smith movie starring Seth Rogan and Elizabeth Banks. It’s about two roommates who are hard up for cash, and decide the best way to make some money is to make a porno.

Sushi Boy and I enter the theater, and I’m watching the previews. He leans over and whispers to me, “Did those people just walk in with their kids?!?” I hadn’t been paying attention, and told him he must be mistaken. No one would bring their kids to this movie!

Well, apparently they would. About thirty minutes into the movie, and about five minutes into the first explicit sex scene Sushi Boy whispers, “There go the kids!” I am not shitting you! A man and woman had brought two kids with them, around our sons ages (8 and 9) to a movie about making a pornographic movie. And it wasn’t until after the first graphic sex scene that they left. What the hell?

Major clues this movie isn’t for kids:

• Seth Rogan is in it. I haven’t seen a single Seth Rogan movie where he doesn’t use the word “fuck” in every sentence.
• The movie is rated R. Movies have ratings for a reason. If it’s rated R, it means it is NOT appropriate for elementary school aged kids.
• The name of the movie is Zack and Miri Make a PORNO. Porno, porno, porno. Is this not a major clue that this film is not going to be appropriate for kids?!?! It’s not Zack and Miri Make a Lemonade Stand, or Zack and Miri Go on a Picnic. It’s Zack and Miri Make a Porno. What about that name would make you think it is something your kids should be watching?

Freaking idiots.

Anyhow, the movie was really good! Go see it! Just get a babysitter first, please.

Hell to the Ya! November 5, 2008

There are not adequate words to explain the sense of relief and happiness I have felt since last night when Barack Obama was declared our 44thPresident of the United States of America. I kept looking at Sushi Boy as we were watching Obamas speech, repeating, “I am SO happy!”

This was one of those mornings that just felt like all was right with the world (even though I know that’s not the case, it felt like it.) We have a dynamic man stepping up to run our country and I have a dynamic man stepping into my life making my world an amazing place.

I am ridiculously optimistic on both fronts.

Am I the only one who thinks Mr. Obama is definitely the hottest Pres we’ve had since JFK? Handsome men tend to be more successful men. I am a little concerned about what Michelle Obama was wearing last night though. It was very cute, don’t get me wrong, but only appropriate if her and Mr. President were going to a hip restaurant for dinner and cocktails. Not appropriate for the biggest night of her life. I would have like to have seen her in something similar to what Palin was rocking.

But I disgres. Thank you to everyone out there who did their part and voted! And encouraged others to vote. You are all responsible for this smile on my face today!

The Adventures of Sushi Boy and the C-Men November 4, 2008

I’ve been trying to think of a good nickname for my new man friend. Not to use in real life, but to use on here. He knows about my blog, and has read it. Just because I am okay putting intimate details of my life on the internet doesn’t mean I expect all of the people in my life to be subjected to being exposed on my blog. I’m pretty sure that my new man friend wouldn’t have a problem with it, but just to be on the safe side, I will from here on out call him Sushi Boy.

The first few times Sushi Boy and I talked he was either eating sushi, or talking about going to get sushi. I sent him an instant message on day saying, “Hi Sushi Boy!” and replied, “Hey Sexy! Hey, that sounds like a super hero duo: Sexy and Sushi Boy! You can be the boss, I’ll be your sidekick.”

The first weekend Sushi Boy and I met we took our boys to the beach. On the way back we stopped to use the bathroom and get something to drink. I opened the back door for the boys to get out. I will often call Christian C-Man. I was about to say, “Come on C-Man,” when I realized both boys names start with C. So, without stopping to think, I said, “Come on C-Men!” I laughed so hard I had tears rolling down my face. Sushi Boy didn’t quite understand why I said what I had said, but was laughing at me laughing so hard. Sushi Boys name starts with a C as well. So, when I refer to them all together, they shall be my C-Men.

This is too fun!

A Vote Against Being Easy! November 4, 2008

Last night I was watching Boston Legal, and in the beginning of the episode the character of Denny Crane (played by William Shatner) was justifying his vote for McCain. One of the reasons he gave was that women are easier under a Republican President. He said that under a Democratic President women volunteer more, and have a feminist attitude. Under a Republican President women are apt to be house wives and get depressed, therefore loosing self worth and sleeping around.

I voted. I voted to not be easy!