There are about a million ways to divide the world into two types of people, but if you are Carrie Bradshaw or someone equally uninteresting there are "bag people" and "shoe people". If I chose to define myself this way, at 60+ pairs of shoes and abut 5 bags I would unquestionably be a "shoe person". All the bags I have are either too big or too small, too boring or too flashy. So for some reason (perhaps for this very reason) I spent a respectable about of money on a practical, reasonable, perfect-sized leather bag. I love it because it's beautiful enough to be a designer bag but is just some no-name brand, the rather stupidly named 'Aqua Madonna'. Anyhoo, it's made me a very happy camper, periodically sniffing and fondling the leather in public because I am a completely normal human being.
It is also perfect for traveling, since I'll be in New York City this month! The bag was only slightly more expensive than the cost of my $84 bus ticket from Toronto to NYC.
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backundkochrezepte
brothersandsisters
cubicasa
petroros
ionicfilter
acne-facts
consciouslifestyle
hosieryassociation
analpornoizle
acbdp
polskie-dziwki
polskie-kurwy
agwi
dsl-service-dsl-providers
airss
stone-island
turbomagazin
ursi2011
godsheritageevangelical
hungerdialogue
vezetestechnika
achatina
never-fail
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Six Truths and a Lie
It's time to come clean. During my blog party, I creatively concocted 6 truths and 1 lie for all of you to read. I have yet to tell you what's what, so I am doing that today. So here's to much ado about nothing....
1. My daughter's softball team is undefeated. They have beaten every team they've played by more than 5 points.
-True. They are down to their last 2 games this coming week and remain undefeated while winning with at least 5 more points then their opponent. GO YELLOW JACKETS!!
2. I have 2 friends in Oklahoma. I call them my best friends, yet we have never met in person, never spoken on the phone, and both their first names start with the same letter.
-True. One, named Shayna, is originally from Oregon. I met her on a public message board in 2007 when I was pregnant with Scooby Doo. She later introduced me to Shyla, who lives in Oklahoma. Shayna moved to Oklahoma last year because of Shyla. We talk every single day of the week, for hours, on yahoo or text message, but we have never met face to face. I hope to change that this summer with a road trip to Oklahoma.
3. My first marriage began on Halloween, 1995. I married an African American/Native American cowboy skinhead. We officially divorced in 2008. Jellybean was born in 2000 but is not his child, yet I did not cheat on him.
-True. He charmed me, wooed me, then abused me, so we went our separate ways less than a year after we married in July 1996. He has been mistaken for Damon Wayans. He is an African American Cherokee known to be seen in his long overcoat and brown cowboy hat one minute, and bald head, flight jacket, Doc Maartens the next. He is a nomad with a killer mood swing, setting roots down wherever he pleases, so getting a divorce was difficult to acquire. I moved on in my life, got pregnant with Jellybean in 1999, and we finally managed to get divorced in 2008.
4. I have been a college student for 21 years but I have no degree.
-True. I started community college at the ripe young age of 18. I took one semester, then never took another until 1995/1996. I completed one full year of classes, then my husband and I split up. 10 years later, I am again taking classes, trying to bring my GPA back up and finally get my associate's degree. I am currently not enrolled, but planning to take at least 1 class this fall again. I have 32 credits so I am almost there. My major is Business Administration, with a minor in Information Technology. I want to be a graphic designer when I grow up. I'm looking to obtain my bachelor's before I turn 45.
5. I have a set of twin boys, aged 19 years old.
-True. You do not see them in the sidebar because I did not raise them. When they were 4 months old, I gave them up for adoption to my parents. The adoption became official when they were 3. We have always been a part of each other's lives, and they know the true story. Someday I will share our story.
6. I am stepmother to two boys, aged 14 and 12, that live in another state and I never get to see.
-True. GC has 2 sons from his previous long-term relationship. They moved to WV 1.5 yrs ago. GC travels to see them as often as he can, but I am not welcome.
7. I grew up on the border of 2 towns in the Swiss Alps. My childhood home was literally half in one town, and half in the other. My zip code went by the town my mailbox was in.
-False. There is not one fact about this story that is true. The closest I come to the Swiss Alps is 2 grandmothers, one from Germany, and one with Dutch ancestry. It's fun to imagine living in two places at once though.
Did I getcha good? I did, didn't I? Hahaha. That was fun!
I confessed, now lets hear some of yours!
1. My daughter's softball team is undefeated. They have beaten every team they've played by more than 5 points.
-True. They are down to their last 2 games this coming week and remain undefeated while winning with at least 5 more points then their opponent. GO YELLOW JACKETS!!
2. I have 2 friends in Oklahoma. I call them my best friends, yet we have never met in person, never spoken on the phone, and both their first names start with the same letter.
-True. One, named Shayna, is originally from Oregon. I met her on a public message board in 2007 when I was pregnant with Scooby Doo. She later introduced me to Shyla, who lives in Oklahoma. Shayna moved to Oklahoma last year because of Shyla. We talk every single day of the week, for hours, on yahoo or text message, but we have never met face to face. I hope to change that this summer with a road trip to Oklahoma.
3. My first marriage began on Halloween, 1995. I married an African American/Native American cowboy skinhead. We officially divorced in 2008. Jellybean was born in 2000 but is not his child, yet I did not cheat on him.
-True. He charmed me, wooed me, then abused me, so we went our separate ways less than a year after we married in July 1996. He has been mistaken for Damon Wayans. He is an African American Cherokee known to be seen in his long overcoat and brown cowboy hat one minute, and bald head, flight jacket, Doc Maartens the next. He is a nomad with a killer mood swing, setting roots down wherever he pleases, so getting a divorce was difficult to acquire. I moved on in my life, got pregnant with Jellybean in 1999, and we finally managed to get divorced in 2008.
4. I have been a college student for 21 years but I have no degree.
-True. I started community college at the ripe young age of 18. I took one semester, then never took another until 1995/1996. I completed one full year of classes, then my husband and I split up. 10 years later, I am again taking classes, trying to bring my GPA back up and finally get my associate's degree. I am currently not enrolled, but planning to take at least 1 class this fall again. I have 32 credits so I am almost there. My major is Business Administration, with a minor in Information Technology. I want to be a graphic designer when I grow up. I'm looking to obtain my bachelor's before I turn 45.
5. I have a set of twin boys, aged 19 years old.
-True. You do not see them in the sidebar because I did not raise them. When they were 4 months old, I gave them up for adoption to my parents. The adoption became official when they were 3. We have always been a part of each other's lives, and they know the true story. Someday I will share our story.
6. I am stepmother to two boys, aged 14 and 12, that live in another state and I never get to see.
-True. GC has 2 sons from his previous long-term relationship. They moved to WV 1.5 yrs ago. GC travels to see them as often as he can, but I am not welcome.
7. I grew up on the border of 2 towns in the Swiss Alps. My childhood home was literally half in one town, and half in the other. My zip code went by the town my mailbox was in.
-False. There is not one fact about this story that is true. The closest I come to the Swiss Alps is 2 grandmothers, one from Germany, and one with Dutch ancestry. It's fun to imagine living in two places at once though.
Did I getcha good? I did, didn't I? Hahaha. That was fun!
I confessed, now lets hear some of yours!
Magnificent Villain
I'm breaking out the crop top again, yeah! Are you sick of it yet? You can't even see the best part of the outfit here, which is obviously the socks and sandals combination! I enjoy being frump-tastic.
Anyways, I spent the weekend doing some serious nature-explorin' at Woodside National Historic Site in Kitchener, ON (where the 10th Prime Minister of Canada, Mackenzie King lived). The lily pond was amazing, but the best part was finding a weird little hobo hut with old dirty pillows, abandoned rubber gloves and juice boxes. I think I want to live here when I grow up, so I can enjoy nature all the time and sleep in this floral-mania bedroom.
Perhaps I'll have to settle for the ol' hobo hut for now...
Anyways, I spent the weekend doing some serious nature-explorin' at Woodside National Historic Site in Kitchener, ON (where the 10th Prime Minister of Canada, Mackenzie King lived). The lily pond was amazing, but the best part was finding a weird little hobo hut with old dirty pillows, abandoned rubber gloves and juice boxes. I think I want to live here when I grow up, so I can enjoy nature all the time and sleep in this floral-mania bedroom.
Perhaps I'll have to settle for the ol' hobo hut for now...
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Guest Blogger: The Courage of Love
Happy Saturday!! From now on, my guest posts will be on Saturday instead of Monday. Today's guest blogger is Buffi from Wonderfully Dysfunctional. Be sure to visit her blog and leave her lots of love today. Have a great weekend!!
Sorry Eleanor, but I disagree. I think it’s easy to love.
There was a time in my life when I loved him and he loved another. Lying alone on the cold tile of our bathroom floor I wished I didn’t love. I wondered what was wrong with me. I wished I was her and I prayed for courage.
Many years later I can see clearly now: It’s easy to love. It takes courage to stop loving.
As a young mom I held my babies close. I memorized every freckle on their little noses. I knew the origin of each bruise and scrape. It’s 10 o’clock and I’m picking up my teens from the movie theatre. Cell phones and bras replace the pacifiers and diapers. I bite a nail for each minute I wait to see them safely enter my car. Tonight, when they’re fast asleep, I’ll hold them tight again.
Everyday my children teach me: It’s easy to love. It takes courage to let go.
I kept a journal of poems all through my life. Every now and then I would read a few to someone special, someone safe. Blogging has opened me up to an audience of passionate, intelligent, funny and sometimes crazy women. I read your blogs and I’m in love. I envy the freedom you have with your words. How can I be that funny or poetic? I hit the “publish” button and cringe. I read my post a dozen times and it never sounds good enough.
Blogging forces me to remember: It’s easy to love. It takes courage to let others love you.
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Thanks Buffi!!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
It's Old School DysFUNctional Friday Won't You Follow Me Day
It's Friday. This means that as of 1 pm Eastern Standard Time, I will have a 5th grader. What? Wait. I have to read that again...a 5th grader.
Moi? No really.
Oh that's scary. She's one year shy of middle school and while she thinks she may be ready, I am FAR from ready. Yes, yes, I know. I have a WHOLE summer and school year plus another WHOLE summer before she starts middle school, but that's really not very far away at all.
I mean not like it was way back when she was 3 and just started preschool. Middle school seemed centuries away when she was 3.
Run, go check out Buffi's blog and leave her some love. Tell her what animal you'd want to come back to life as, then come back here and link up for Friday Follow Me., We can hold hands and bloghop together.

This week's Friday Follow Me is hosted by Stephanie at Goober Grape Monkeyman, Meg at Just Another Manic Mommy, and Traci at Traci66. Just click the button above to go the Friday Follow site, follow the 3 hostesses (and leave comments) and link up (just once is all it takes!) and let the FUN begin!!!
Moi? No really.
Oh that's scary. She's one year shy of middle school and while she thinks she may be ready, I am FAR from ready. Yes, yes, I know. I have a WHOLE summer and school year plus another WHOLE summer before she starts middle school, but that's really not very far away at all.
I mean not like it was way back when she was 3 and just started preschool. Middle school seemed centuries away when she was 3.
*sigh*
If only they stayed little.
A portion of this post is linked up with parenting By dummies Old School Photo Friday. Visit Dumb Mom for more Old School posts and link up your own!
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Are you wondering who gets the bowl full of ice cream this week?
Today's BSOW is....
(drumroll please)
Buffi from Wonderfully Dysfunctional!!!!
She's knows exactly how to end her day. She's not ashamed to admit her age. She even enjoys a baby for dinner once in awhile. She's got 3 books waiting to be published. And she is a single mom. Can we say superwoman here?
I asked Buffi if she died and was reincarnated as an animal, which animal would she like to be and why...
Buffi says:
My "A" (real) answer: I'd come back as a mosquito. I'd only live one day, then return as a human again.
My "B" (backup) answer: I'd come back as an elephant. I'd keep a mate for life and never worry about getting too fat.Run, go check out Buffi's blog and leave her some love. Tell her what animal you'd want to come back to life as, then come back here and link up for Friday Follow Me., We can hold hands and bloghop together.
This week's Friday Follow Me is hosted by Stephanie at Goober Grape Monkeyman, Meg at Just Another Manic Mommy, and Traci at Traci66. Just click the button above to go the Friday Follow site, follow the 3 hostesses (and leave comments) and link up (just once is all it takes!) and let the FUN begin!!!
See ya there!!
The Outrageous Day of Adventure!
After a long morning busride spent reading an essay called "Cotton Candy Autopsy: Deconstructing Psycho-Killer Clowns", I arrived in Toronto to meet my destiny. My "destiny" is actually named Tavi Gevinson and as I'm sure you all know, she is the most most articulate blue-haired teenager in the blogosphere. For the record, I've been blogging since 2006 and I remember when Tavi started writing Style Rookie, it was the freshest blog out there. I watched Tavi grow from a pre-teen into an icon, so I can honestly say that it was beyond amazing to meet my hero.
After doing a bit of shopping, I made my way over to the Worn Fashion Journal office for the first time. The 'office' is more like a hip loft bedroom stacked with amazing books on fashion and pop culture. I plan to model all my future living arrangements after the interior decorating in that place. Tavi met us at Worn, and Anna and I had the pleasure of showing Tavi around the grand city of Toronto. First we visited Kensington Market and poked around some of the vintage stores and book stores, where I encountered "Barf Manifesto".
Of course, we took some obligatory outfit shots! I was so jealous of Tavi's galactic skirt - it is by some foreign designer with an unpronounceable name.
We also took Tavi to some quintessential 'Canadian' spots, like Honest Ed's (the bargain store that spans an entire city block) and TIM HORTONS! Nothing speaks to Canadians (and police officers) like coffee and donuts.
All in all I had the most fantastic day, with the most spectacular people. I love you guys! Oh, and I saw a girl dressed up like a not-so-Gothic Lolita while waiting for the bus home so I took her picture.
After doing a bit of shopping, I made my way over to the Worn Fashion Journal office for the first time. The 'office' is more like a hip loft bedroom stacked with amazing books on fashion and pop culture. I plan to model all my future living arrangements after the interior decorating in that place. Tavi met us at Worn, and Anna and I had the pleasure of showing Tavi around the grand city of Toronto. First we visited Kensington Market and poked around some of the vintage stores and book stores, where I encountered "Barf Manifesto".
Of course, we took some obligatory outfit shots! I was so jealous of Tavi's galactic skirt - it is by some foreign designer with an unpronounceable name.
We also took Tavi to some quintessential 'Canadian' spots, like Honest Ed's (the bargain store that spans an entire city block) and TIM HORTONS! Nothing speaks to Canadians (and police officers) like coffee and donuts.
All in all I had the most fantastic day, with the most spectacular people. I love you guys! Oh, and I saw a girl dressed up like a not-so-Gothic Lolita while waiting for the bus home so I took her picture.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The Poetry Hour-Pants on the Ground
It's easy. All you gotta do is write a poem about ANYTHING, be it a new one or an old one, post it on your blog TODAY, and link up. Then, just take a minute to stop by someone else's poetry and leave some love. Leave me some love too.
It's a Potty Good Time
Hello son, it's time to go
Momma's gotta poop.
Run, hurry up, let's go
Light on, light off
Yes, please, turn on the fan!
In and out, all about
No!! Don't use your hand!
Shower on, shower off
Flush, flush, flush
Splish Splash oh! Crash!
That brand new bar of soap is mush.
Forget about that new razor,
Your body wash is toast
Its the roll of toilet paper
Your toddler wants the most.
(google image)
Chasing after the child
To get the toilet paper back
Is definitely no fun
When the brown is in your crack.
This poem was inspired by my son's antics today while I answered Nature's Call...
Don't forget to link up with your own poem and check some others out.
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