Monday, February 16, 2009

Lucky #7

Sorry folks. No photos to show all SEVEN of your names on slips of paper and one of my angelic darlings reaching in to pull the lucky winner from a hat. It boiled down to this. Me, "Hey hun, pick a number, 1-7." Steve, "seven." You'll just have to take my word for it.

So Julie (the seventh and final commenter), you are the not so big winner of the not so big prize of my not so big blog with my not so big fan club. Whatever. Good thing I blog for purely personal reasons;) Email Facebook me your address and I'll ship out your valuable loot. Congrats! You probably needed a shot of pink in your life more than the others (minus the 52 baby girl outfits you just bought at Kohls;)

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Head Over Feet

Some Valentine's fudge with toffee sprinkles
spread out on a Cath Kidston napkin covered garage sale Corelle plate.
I call it Cath on a budget.

It's kinda dry. Maybe I boiled it too long?


No handmade Valentines this year. Sorry folks. 
The creative bug did bite me pretty hard this week, 
but I've been spending my time sprucing up some dollar store composition books. 
Before I add a few finishing touches and give some away as gifts
I thought I'd "click.......take a pic." 
Or four.

Tell me how I've lived 32 years without knowing the joy
of double sided tape and a glue gun!?!?

Addie had fun "helping" me with the one for her friend Nadia.
Nadia has pet llamas, hence the back cover.

My fave. 
Finally, I found a way to use some fabulous vintage wrapping paper 
I found at a garage sale last year!



You may be surprised to hear that our (Steve and Julie) song is by the angry man-hating Alanis Morisette. The words seemed perfect for our "situation," [very long story] and after forgetting his big work boots at my parent's house after one of his first few visits, I printed the lyrics in the shape of his foot, tucked them in his boots, and shipped them back to MI. It's been our song ever since. So in honor of one of my favorite holidays.....I love you baby. And I'm still head over feet.

"Head Over Feet"

I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Joolee is........a giveaway


Joolee is......


....feeling nostalgic 
as she tries to decide what to do with the 
crib skirt 
she made with her mom 
watched her mom make
while eagerly awaiting the arrival of her 
first girly. 
Where did the time go?
Valances vs. lampshades? 

.....thinking that Josie is pretty cute minus a front tooth.

 .....wanting to "treasure up" Josie's adorable lisp before 
her new teeth grow in and she leaves yet 
another phase of life 
in the dust.

.....about to use her birthday $ to bid on an Anthropologie gift card so she can 
get a discount on some 
non-garage sale Corelle 
happy bowls like these.

*SMILE*


....finally announcing her giveaway.....
......an altered composition book and feminine rubber gloves 
for digging the sewage out of the clogged up kitchen pipes. 

To be entered to win leave a comment 
about how you will use the journal and/or gloves.
I will try to announce the winner next Monday.

Good luck!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Enough


Sometimes you've just had enough.

Enough of the shower leaking down onto the kitchen floor......leaving a big slippery puddle for young children to slip on before you can finish your shower and mop up the mess.

Enough of the clogged kitchen sink full of disgusting water and enough dirty pots and pans impatiently waiting on the counter for someone to fix said clog.

Enough potlucks.

Enough dirty pots and pans knocking a bowl of Cheerios onto the hot burner you are using to prepare food for the potluck.

Enough stink and smoke from the roasting Cheerios.

Enough popcorn spilled over quite enough of the living room floor.

Enough cramping.

Enough whining.

Enough fighting.

Enough dirty laundry strewn about the house.

Enough laundry in heaping piles in the basement.

Enough cold. Cold feet. Cold hands. Cold bones.

Enough bills waiting to be paid.

Enough fat around your middle.

Enough mildew appearing in the corners of your bathroom ceiling.

Enough. 

Enough food to eat.

Enough clean water to take a shower.

Enough blankets to sort-of take the chill off.

Enough clean clothes to get you through another week.

Enough lil kisses and backrubs to help ease your cramping.

Enough strength and mobility to reach the corners of the bathroom ceiling.

Almost Enough money to pay the bills.

Enough good friends to keep you smiling.

Enough.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

100 things about me

This, folks, is my 101st post which I understand warrants the sharing of 100 random facts about myself. Luckily I just finished 25 random things for that facebook "tag" that is spreading like wildfire, so skip to #26 if you call me a facebook friend.

1. I can't resist pinching a naked baby/toddler butt.
2. I thoroughly enjoy a good Q-tip.
3. I'm a sucker for anything shabby or vintage......and if it's vintage green.....I'm hopeless.
4. I am somehow related to Sammy Davis Jr.
5. I always pictured myself having 4 boys.
6. My four girlies are totally obsessed with Kung Fu......thanks to the movie.
7. I was a tomboy and frequently heard "That's so unbecoming of a young lady!".
8. If I had the money and the body, I would wear feminine vintage dresses everyday.
9. I have a fake tooth thanks to Rachel and an incident with a basketball.
10. My hands are currently black and blue after playing volleyball with a rock. Apparently I don't know how to hit the ball properly.
11. I wanted to play the clarinet when I was younger, but I had huge buck teeth so my parents made me play the trumpet to help push them back in my mouth.
12. I like to use big medical words because it makes me feel a little better about paying my school loans.
13. I would rather play racquetball than do just about anything else.
14. I can hambone. But I don't know how to spell it:( ??
15. I don't see any point in cleaning the house unless we're having company.
16. I love to have company.
17. I am a bargain hunter.......last deals I snagged were LOTS of fruit/jello cups at 4/.25 :)
18. I would rather have Steve bring me a dozen lotto tickets than a dozen roses.
19. I eloped and highly recommend it.
20. I never buy anything from infomercials.
21. I once bought Hip Hop Abs from an infomercial.
22. I wish I was a hip hop dancer.
23. I wish I was an OB nurse.
24. I wish I was a back-up singer for Jason Mraz.
25. Even though I "wish" to be things I am not, I absolutely love my life!
26. I have a celebrity crush on Jon Cusack.
27. When I play poker I answer to "shooter" or "Jaymoney."
28. I was once chased by a buffalo. For realio!
29. I can juggle. 
30. I finished a marathon. I suppose for the sake of integrity I should mention it was an in-line marathon.
31. When I was a kid I shaved my arms with my mom's razor. Now I have hairy arms:(
32. Cooked carrots make me gag.
33. I have to fight the urge to pluck Josie's eyebrows.
34. I love magazines, but I rarely read them. I just look at the pretty pictures.
35. When I was little I wanted to be a mom and a singer "better than Sandi Patti."
36. I can't get thru a day without singing to my girlies in my loud obnoxious old lady opera voice.
37. I love to listen to "naughty" secular radio while running errands by myself.
38. I was once called "the Rachel Ray of Duluth."
39. I was once called a "red-headed rutabaga" by a boy on my bus.
40. I have not mastered the "squat and pee."
41. I bite my nails.
42. I'm a picker/peeler. "Oh give me your scabs......your burned and peeling backsides....."
43. I am the queen of coupons.
44. I just inherited a sewing machine.
45. I don't know how to sew.
46. I dream of sewing beautiful slipcovers for all my crusty furniture.
47. I don't have pierced ears.
48. I almost never wear jewelry other than my wedding ring.
49. If I had a son I would buzz his hair so I could rub his prickly head.
50. I often visit Cath Kidston's online store and fill my "cart" with items I would love to buy, but I never check out.
51. I have two brothers.....one 2 years older, one 2 years younger.
52. My first job was a paper route. With my brother.
53. I got a job at McDonalds before I was legally old enough. With my brother.
54. I worked at a hardware store. Where my brother had worked.
55. I once flipped a 6'2 hardware store coworker over my back to demonstrate my self defense skills. He didn't think I could.
56. I love banana Laffy Taffy and would eat it and read the jokes with my friend Rachel as we priced the greasy nuts and bolts at the hardware store.
57. I worked as a homemaker/companion for the elderly. Without my brother......
58. Until the son of a client exposed himself to me in her basement. I quit.
59. I worked at a dude ranch just outside the Rocky Mountains one summer. I was a maid/waitress/dishwasher/hog-slopper/entertainer. 
60. As a waitress I was responsible for breakfast entertainment which involved juggling eggs over someone's head while singing You Are My Sunshine.
61. I know how to dance the Texas Pretzel.
62. I absolutely love dark rainy days.
60. I've always named my cars.....Nigel the Mustang, Mogley the Omni, Crusty the Tempo.....
61. I HATE opening gifts in front of people.
62. I can recite several Dr. Seuss books by heart.
63. I love Mystery Science Theater 2000/3000. My kind of humor.
64. I never had an epidural.
65. My 4th child was 11 pounds.
66. I can't sleep without my body pillow.
67. I don't enjoy talking on the phone.
68. I worked in the admissions office of my college making phone calls to recruit new students.
69. I don't have pets, but I have names picked out for them.....Granby, Hartley, Pinckney, and Mrs. Bissell.
70. I am a night owl.
71. I love knee highs.
72. I adore garage sales.
73. I have been collecting old children's books and magazines for some kind of project. I don't know what yet.
74. I collect letters......scrabble letters, old word game letters....old letter stamps.....
75. I am anal about how my laundry is folded.
76. I am a super speedy test taker.
77. I can be very impatient.....working on it.
78. I took an E.M.T. class in high school.
79. My team of 4 took 3rd place in the state First Responder competition.
80. I was a certified CPR instructor.
81. Listing 100 things is harder than I thought it would be and I feel like I'm bragging.
82. If our mighty oak ever falls down I will cry and then sell the house.
83. My room is always a mess.
84. I have entered contests in attempts to win a bedroom makeover.
85. I have a hard time finishing the things I start.
86. I hate being the center of attention.
87. I dream of being a talented photographer.
88. I took chemistry twice.
89. I dissected a human.
90. I love to plan parties.
91. I have a hard time enjoying a date knowing that the longer we're out the more $ we'll pay the babysitter.
92. I got married in a bridesmaid dress with rings bought for a quarter from a machine.
93. I brush my teeth too hard and too long.
94.  After graduating I got a job as an OT teaching life skills to boys who had been abused and neglected.
95. Steve and I got pregnant shortly after I started that job and I spent much of my time there cleaning my own projectile vomit from the bathroom walls.
96. I fell in [parental] love with a 15 year old boy who lived there and spent a lot of time thinking about adopting him. Alas....the small age difference was an issue.
97. I love softball.
98. I have very little depth perception.
99. I failed my first drivers test.
100. I am unable to end my love affair with peanut butter.

100th post

In honor of my 100th post I am......
a) attempting to change my header and wondering if there is a way to change the color, size, or location of the title as it is practically invisible.
b) about to post 100 things you probably don't care are dying to know about me.
c) about to host my first ever give-away. 
d) thinking a batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies wouldn't be an entirely inappropriate way to celebrate.
e) going to splurge on new underwear.