Friday, May 28, 2010

Memorial Day Means....


Not quite sure how Reva came up with this
new family tradition, but it's been
pretty fun so far
(Jeff's face says it all).

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

One Track Mind

In case you can't tell what this is
(and it would be a crying shame if you didn't)
click here to find out.

"The vanilla Milky Way bar, which was covered in dark chocolate rather than milk chocolate, was renamed the Forever Yours bar. The Forever Yours bar remained available until 1979 when it was discontinued. Due to popular demand, the Forever Yours bar returned in 1989 renamed as the Milky Way Dark bar. In 2000, it was renamed again, creating the now-popular Milky Way Midnight bar."

I don't think I'm ever going to call it a Milky Way ever again....

Forever Yours is much more fetching.

Monday, May 24, 2010


James said...
Favorite Muppet: Fozzie Bear: wocka wocka wocka:)

Number taken from Random Number Generator.  Congrats!

Friday, May 21, 2010


Are you in the market for bathroom vanities?

No?  You aren't into all things vain?  You get ready in front of an Ikea 5 dollar mirror?  Yeah, me too. 

But, how would you like a $40.00 gift certificate to any CSN store?  Can you say shopping spree?  Because you can pretty much buy anything here...

Have at it!  Leave your name in the comments section along with your favorite Muppet by 8 a.m. Monday morning for your chance to win big!

Thursday, May 20, 2010

365 Days of LOST

Pictures from here.
And here
I will

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The One with the Cheeseballs.

Admit it, most of you at some point in your life,
have bought a container of these.  Am I right? 
They are bad for you, filled with things your body doesn't
need and shouldn't ingest, but you eat them anyway.

I was sitting on the couch after putting the kids to bed, and I
had a little dish filled with the above cheeseballs.  And I was
chomping on my merry way, reading EW magazine.

Chloe comes tiptoeing out of her bed, spying on me.
Seeing that I was eating her cheeseballs.
She objected, asked for some, got denied
and then went to bed.

I went to check on her after a few pages of magazine. 
I covered her up, letting my eyes linger 
on her peaceful face
that most certainly couldn't
have called me mean and
threated to slam the door
earlier that evening...

She turned over and 
fluttered her eyes at me and said
"Did you eat all the cheeseballs?"

I laughed, and tucked her in tighter.  
She was asleep.

I went out and ate some more
Glorious cheeseballs!

Just because I could.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Could Not Resist.

What can I say.  Sometimes you need to get a piece of your childhood back. 

Willow: Meegosh... did we do the right thing?
Meegosh: Absolutely. There's nothing to worry about.
Franjean: Yaaah, ha-ha! I stole the baby, I stole the baby**, ha-ha! Yah!
Willow: That's my baby! Stop, wait, come back!

** I like to say this when I hold a baby.  It's more fun that way. Try it.

Friday, May 14, 2010

You say Tomato, I say Shut Up **

** PS - The title of my post is actually a book -- you can check it out HERE.  I have not read it, I just heard about it and it cracked me up.  I will never say the phrase normally again. :)

PPS - I did not draw the cartoon, I just colored it using Paint to amuse my co-worker.  We both think this site is terribly funny, but you have to hit it on the right day and on the right cartoon.  Click HERE for the link.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

It's good to be Queen.

This week alone, I've dreamed about John Mayer, George Lopez, and Martha Plimpton.  In the John Mayer dream, I was stalking him.  He finally decided to invite me in and let me live with him.  It should be noted that I'm not a fan of John Mayer,  and his song "say what you need to say" makes me want to hire him a new song writer.  In the George Lopez dream, as I was talking to him, I was thinking to myself, this guy isn't ever funny, is he.  But in the Martha Plimpton dream, the conversation went like this:

MK:  You did a fabulous job in the movie Running On Empty.  Loved that movie.
MP:  Thank you.
MK:  However I really didn't care for that Mosquito Coast movie, at all.
MP:  *Speechless*

Martha has also been in the TV show Fringe, which I like to occasionally dabble in... however it's too complicated most of the time. This reality, that reality, wait a second... is that Joshua Jackson?  I love Joshua Jackson!

He is sooooo pretty, dontcha think?  Really, my only reason to watch the show.

Oh look, there's a chicken!

Monday, May 10, 2010

You Know it's Gonna Be a Good Day....

when you come into work and find this on your desk:

It's true that I don't like cats, but I wish I'd gotten this instead:

PS When you drink a 32 ounce Diet Coke (bargain at Holiday,
same price as the 22 ounce) at 7 a.m., it takes a while to stop
yourself from speaking 250 words per minute.  Just an FYI.

Friday, May 7, 2010

I'm a Unit of Measurement

"The marla is a traditional unit of area in Pakistan, India and Bangladesh. The marla was standardized under British rule to be equal to the square rod, or 272.25 square feet, 30.25 square yards, or 25.2929 square

It is used in countries such as India and Pakistan. A 5 marla residential plot is equal to 125 metre square plot or 151.25 square yard plot. Kashif is Harami 1 sq inch = 6.45159 sq cm = 0.06452 sq m."
I don't want to brag, but I'm kinda famous now.  If you want me to autograph your Wiki page, just shoot my assistant an email. 

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Yes, I'm a Gleek.

Kurt: "We're as menacing as Muppet babies."

Gleek = Definition #2 listed here.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Crazy Drivers

So yesterday, I was driving to lunch with my dad in the front passenger seat.  A car cut in front of me and so my dad leaned over and LAID. ON. THE. HORN.

Now, I know from driving in other people's cars, this is a definite no-no.  My sister told me of a time when she pulled this exact stunt when she was with a friend and he loudly yelled at her "NOBODY BUT ME EVER, EVER, EVER TOUCHES THE HORN".

But when my dad honked the horn, I just laughed.  I laughed so hard.  This man, this retired Minnetonka cop who has spent years of his life on the road scolding and giving tickets still uses the horn with vigor.  I said "Dad, Honk on" and grinned madly at him.

I think honking is a dying art in Minnesota.  Maybe it's the Minnesota Nice that's wrecking it all.  But for me personally, the horn is super fun.  Why not use it?  It's not like people hold back honking at me... I just like to return the favor.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Because a 40th Anniversary is Kind of a Big Deal.

Love is what you've been through with somebody.
~James Thurber