Friday, February 27, 2009

In Case You Were Wondering....

Due to the amazing clarity of my Bose headphones, it has occurred to me that it can be quite difficult to tell the difference between the voices of Frank Zappa and Ike Turner. Sorry, Frank.

I am trying to recover the memory of the exact age that I realized that consideration for other people is part of being a grown up. I think I was in my 30's.... shit.

I love Glow Sticks. They make me happy. I have a whole box if anyone wants one.

Drinking and Driving has all but cured my Road Rage.

I bought my son an XBox 360. He gave me his GameBoy. I think I got the wet end of the stick.

It is really starting to irritate me that the songs I put on my blog seem to be strangely corresponding to songs they use in commercials.... Are they picking my brain or have I really gone that mainstream in my old age? I choose to believe the former.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9igF75f9Ew

Quiz for the GIRLS....

1. Whose name could Kris be frequently heard to insert into the song 'Animal' by Def Leppard?

2. What song did Tiff make up a stupid dance to?

3. Whose driveway were we in when I puked all over the side of Tiff's Datsun? (See question 4)

4. Who makes the best Rum and Cokes in the whole damn world?

5. What was our Pit Bull's name and why..?

6. What did Angie and I use to fix her radiator?

Ryan Adams and The Cardinals Show Tonight

Here is my ultimate Ryan Adams playlist. He will probably not do a single one of these songs tonight because he is a stubborn ass.

Wish You Were Here
Two
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRuY49nXgA8
Halloweenhead
Wonderwall
Magick
Gonna Make You Love Me More
UPDATE:
He did play Two and Wonderwall. But he left without an encore. Was sort of strange but we all know that he is an odd duck (or asshole, if you prefer.). Wonderwall was even more incredible live. Worth the price of admission all by itself.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Show Me Your American Flag Undies and I'll Show You Mine

As usual, a conversation with one of my kids sparked a thought process that I have been unable to shake the past couple of days. To quote my secret lover, Henry Rollins, 'At the end of the day, I'm a thinking person', and sometimes it becomes quite burdensome.

I have a certain opinion about people who take patriotism to an extreme, and you are welcome to assume that the opinion is not a positive one. You know the type I'm referring to. If you slow down the next time you pass a predominantly white, lower income neighborhood (I didn't say Trailer Park, did you say Trailer Park?), you can hear beer cans being crushed on foreheads, shot gun blasts, mothers cursing at their children, Toby Keith's claim that he is an American soldier coming from a boom box held together by duct tape and a gamut of my favorite racial slurs. This happens to also be the most common place to find some of my overly patriotic friends. The ones that think they were born in this country not because the two cousins that found one another attractive pro-created here or because the laundromat that their mother went into labor in was located here but because God made sure that only the most deserving of our species were purged out onto American soil.
I am proud to be an American, most of the time, and I am very grateful that I live in this country. Why should I believe that the simple geographical location of my birth makes me any better than anyone else? Last time I checked, the United States was home to a very small portion of the world's population. Why has God forsaken so many and blessed so few? That is like persecuting someone for being born deaf or blind or retarded. Though we are genetically superior to those people, it is through no fault of their own. Not one person I know made sure the car that their parents were making out in the back of was in America before attaching themselves to the uterine wall. If that were the case, I could have been fooled into thinking that I was going to be Mexican given that my mom was drunk on margaritas when I so reluctantly attached myself.
Sing the National Anthem at ball games, fly an American flag in front of your house, cheer on your favorite Olympians. Hell, wear clothing made from American flag designs if you must. Just don't forget that you did not make yourself an American anymore than I made myself a narcissist that thinks you should care about this opinion.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Sunday, February 22, 2009

New Category: Pages From My Rock n Roll Quotes Calendar That Kris Bought Me

"I'm a musician, Dave's a rock star." - Eddie Van Halen

"Freud would have a heyday with me." - David Bowie

"The Eagles and the Captain and Tennille ruled the airwaves, and we were the answer to it." - Joey Ramone

"For some time, my parents have been saying that I belong on the end of a rope." - David Lee Roth

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Wanderlust

2009 is shaping up to be a year of traveling for me.
Chad and I are going to Manitou Springs, Colorado in March.
Kris and I are going to Seattle in May.
Tony and I are going back to Mexico in July.
I'm such a lucky girl.



Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Friday, February 13, 2009

HAPPY VELENTINE'S DAY

I have to say it today because I will be volunteering at the wrestling tournament ALL day tomorrow. So... Love you guys. As we used to say in High School: HAPPY VD!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Sleeping with her tongue out; sitting on Grandpa's lap; her last trip to the lake house







Zoe McClung - December 27, 1996 - February 11, 2009

We had Zoe put down this morning. We are having a family meeting at 3:00 to tell ALL of the kids at once. This has been a pretty rough 72 hours. Tony and I both cried like babies as she fell asleep for the last time. We are going to bury her in the backyard, much against city ordinances. Lucky for us, it is raining and snowing and the backyard is a muddy mess.

I love you, Zoe. I'm sorry for every time I shoved you over to Daddy's side of the bed because you were irritating me. RIP.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Happy Birthday to One of the Best Pals a Girl Could Ask For

And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.” - Abraham Lincoln

Zoe is going to spend the day with Doc Richardson. He is going to give her some heart medication and see how she does. He said that she definitely would NOT survive exploratory surgery, so the heart medication is our last option. We are going back up at 3 to see how the medication is doing. Cross your fingers.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Sorry for the lack of communication today, I just hung out with Zoe all day.
The vet finally called back around 530 and said that most of the blood work was back, just waiting on a couple more things. Everything is normal so far. The normal blood work was good and bad news. Good that nothing serious showed up, bad that it wasn't something simple and treatable. If the rest of the blood work comes back normal tomorrow, I'm being told that the only option at this point is to do exploratory surgery, which is not recommended due to her age. I guess I will go in and sit down with the doc tomorrow and talk it through.

I'm Not Crying, I've Just Got Some Dog Love Stuck in My Eye

Zoe started vomiting last weekend. I took her to the vet Tuesday and they gave her antibiotics and anti-nausea medication. She did very well until Thursday night when she started vomiting again. It has gotten progressively worse since then. She was up all night heaving, so I took her back to the vet this morning. They asked me if I wanted to run tests or just have her put down. I started to cry and said I wanted to make sure that it wasn't just something stuck in her throat or something. So they took xrays, which showed nothing and ran some blood work, which we are still waiting for the results. I never thought I would feel this way about a stupid animal (shut up Chad). I am devastated. I have slept with this dog almost every night for the past 12 years. I am going to ignore everything I have to do today, snuggle with my dog and wait for the vet to call me with the test results.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Girls and Gold Medals

Magee Jayne went to wrestling practice with her cousins a couple of times just because she was bored. One night she came home and said 'Mom, I want to wrestle.' I wanted to scream 'HELL NO!' but I figured if I did that I would only make her want to do it more (see, she not only looks like me, she acts like me, too). So I told her that we would talk about it and that I would talk to her Uncle Todd (the coach) and see what he had to say, all the while my head was spinning trying to think of things to say to convince her not to do it. I am not a dainty woman but I sure as hell didn't want to see my daughter wrestling boys. It is hard enough watching your boy play football! She dresses nice, she wants to wear makeup, she is all girl in every other way. So she goes in the living room and says 'Daddy, I want to wrestle.' To which Daddy replies 'No. You're a girl.' Upon hearing this, I immediately stood up and said 'Oh, yes. She is going to wrestle. And don't you ever tell my daughter she can't do something because she is a girl!!' I didn't go to her first few tournaments because I didn't think I could handle it. I sent scouts and even video cameras. The first recorded match I watched, I cried my eyes out. As it turns out, my daughter is quite the wrestler. She has only lost 3 matches and has a whole slew of medals, only the Gold has been eluding her. I broke down and went to her tournament today because it was the last one of the season. It was very difficult for me to watch and I managed to hide my tears while I busied myself with taking pictures to distract myself. She walked with a gold medal today and is very proud. I have no idea how this happened. I never in a million years would have thought that I would have a daughter wrestling but I was very proud of her today. She has worked very hard to achieve her goal of winning a gold medal and she did it. Here are some pictures. Do you think you could watch your daughter do this? It isn't easy. She made the second boy in the pictures cry, I felt sorry for him.

We Love You, Coop

My favorite little man, Cooper, is in the hospital with RSV. Uncle Tony and I love you very much. See how much he loves the Missouri nighty I bought him!!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Snow in the UK

Thought you guys might like to see that things are cold all over! This is Anna and the snow in Millington Green, Derbyshire.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest.
~Larry Lorenzoni

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wM5Y5OnZdU4

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

50 Years Ago Today....

February 3rd, 1959

Monday, February 2, 2009

GROUNDHOG: It's what's for dinner.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Sondra + Franz = Love

I LOVE this new Franz Ferdinand album, 'Tonight: Franz Ferdinand'. (Thanks Kris)
The song 'No You Girls' is really good, so I YouTubed it to see if there was a video yet and found this acoustic version. Anyone that knows me knows that this caused a certain kind of arousal, being that anything turned acoustic makes me Randy, baby!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=do8HVFpg-Kg

Bob is my hero