It's only rock n' roll (but I like it)

I like the new Rolling Stones song and something about that makes me feel old. I don't know if it's because they're a band from the 60's that I used to listen to when I was a little kid or if it's because they themselves are in their 60's. I also feel like it's not keeping me current, like listening to a band whose time has come and gone dates you or keeps you from moving forward. I used to always think my parents were stuck in a time warp with all their hippy music and Me and Bobby Mcgee crap. Am I becoming my parents? Is that what makes me feel old? Maybe I shouldn't worry so much about it. Maybe when my daughter is my age she'll love listening to new songs by REM or The Cure... hey, it could happen!

Who's the friggin cheapskate?

Just an addendum to something that raising 2 kids wrote about recently regarding the cheapskate housekeeper at work. She's not only cheap, but she's a stingy, sly business woman as well. The mean talker told me this morning how the housekeeper offered her some spring rolls one afternoon while making her rounds, something she has done a few times for our office. They're yummy and we all enjoy them. So, the mean talker patiently waits for the housekeeper to come back in with the spring rolls. She never returns, so she figures the housekeeper has forgotten. A few days pass and the housekeeper comes in with 2 containers of spring rolls- about 30 of them. She tells the mean talker that she has her spring rolls and owes her 50 bucks!! The mean talker had no idea that they made this kind of transaction. If you remember, sometimes things get lost in translation with the cheapskate, so apparently, she'd made a deal to buy 30 spring rolls for 50 bucks.... or did she??
So, raising 2 kids, don't you dare give her that handbag she's asked you to make or if you do, when you give it to her, tell her it's a hundred bucks... that was the deal, doesn't she remember?

Why do my dogs want to poop the second we get into a public place? It never fails. The moment we get out of the car invariably they decide it's time to crap. I'm not always the conscientious dog owner I wish I was, though. Sometimes I forget to bring a little plastic baggy to scoop up their poop. This is a major faux paus among dog owners, and rightfully so. There is nothing more irritating then being in a public place and squishing down on dog poo. It also sends the wrong message to non-dog owners who might not want my dog in their public area. So, if I want my dog allowed in these places, I clean up after them.
Usually my dogs are pretty discriminate about where they'll drop their doo. My black lab won't go in the same place twice, which makes it tough when you only live on a 1/4 acre. It forces you to pick up poo more often than you might like (not such a bad thing). My golden has no problem, in fact, she's a bit of an aficionado for the poo flavor (sorry Roslyn, this might not make a bunch of friends for you) but she actually eats crap. Means less mess for me to clean up, though, and those times when I've forgotten my little plastic bag... (just kidding)... It does mean no kisses from Roslyn, though!
One time while waiting to board a ferry in Long Island, Roslyn decides she has to go. Standing in line with other ferry-goers, she just does it, she spins around a few times (classic indication that she has to go) and craps right there in line. My husband had to leave his place on line for a few moments to get a plastic baggy from one of the ferry crew members. He was pretty embarrassed by the situation, I think mostly because he hadn't been prepared. Who knew the poop eating dog won't eat her own poop- I guess everyone has their limits...

Not a girl, not yet a woman (I'll say)

Just because you're old enough to procreate doesn't mean you should. I say this in response to the fact that Britney Spears is a mom. Did anyone see her show "Chaotic" on the WB or UPN? Well, if child protective services was watching they should have been in that delivery room ready to take that baby to parents who aren't complete idiots.
The show was "directed" by Britney herself (and when they say directed, they mean she held the video camera and followed her hubby/boyfriend where ever he went). For people tuning in to catch a glimpse of the pop star surely they were disappointed because all you saw was the back of Kevin Federline as he tried to outrun his stalker girlfriend.
Britney also appears to be pretty needy (surprise). Maybe a baby is just what she needs or just what Kevin needs- finally she'll have someone else to obsess over in the relationship!

Got milk?

For those of you wondering- yes, that is puke on her face... :)

Now I'm it...

Thanks Raising 2 kids in NH for tagging me... Let's see if I can remember- I spent a good part of my 20's somewhat inebriated...

10 years ago... I was living with my sister and her boyfriend (or rather her boyfriend lived with my sister and I- I don't know how he survived us).. I was working at home, smoking cigarettes like a chimney and trying to break up with my lame ass boyfriend...

5 years ago... My boyfriend (not the lame ass one I mentioned above) and I had just bought a house together... technically he bought it since my credit couldn't buy me a t-shirt, but I figured if we got married, it'd be 1/2 mine and if we didn't, I still needed to pay rent to live somewhere. I became an aunt to my favorite sister and was there to witness it (still one of the best moments ever)

1 year ago... I was pregnant wondering what the hell I was doing and where I was going to put a kid in my renovated nightmare... not much has changed there...

Yesterday I was boarding a ferry on Long Island headed to New London CT at 6:00 in the morning. I slept most of the way home, then when I got home, I slept some more...

Today I'm back at work after 4 days off and I have a lot of work to do but am not doing any of it.

Tomorrow- more of the same, though I suspect I'll have to get that work done- no more flaking off!!!

5 snacks I enjoy (this is easy) m & m's, french fries, salt n vinegar chips, caramel cremes and I guess I like grapes, too...

5 bands I know the lyrics to... Coldplay, Radiohead, REM, Bob Marley and I'm learning Johnny Cash...

5 things I'd do with $100,000,000... quit my job immediately!! buy all my friends and family their own homes, I'd give some to charity to preserve my karma, I'd do lots of traveling and take all my friends and family with me... I'd also pay for Lance Bass to go to space- think he still wants to go?

5 locations I'd like to run away to... I'd love to see Alaska, New Zealand, some tropical island- I don't care where, just some place the ocean's warm in the middle of February, I've never been to Amsterdam- I hear they have some great cafe's, and finally I've never been to NYC...

5 bad habits I have.... see above- the snacks I enjoy aren't doing much for my waistline, I probably drink too much- at least on the weekends, leaving EVERYTHING to the last minute, finishing people's sentences- mostly my husbands- this drives him nuts- but really, if you knew my husband, you'd want to finish his sentences too so the story would come to a friggin end, and I have got to kick that heroine habit- the track lines are getting out of control...

5 things I like doing... I love napping, watching tv, playing with my baby, hanging with my husband on our front porch drinking beer while the baby sleeps, taking my dogs swimming in the back yard...

5 things I would never wear... anything in style because of my lack of style, a bathing suit- ever again- unless I become anorexic/bulemic, but I guess even then I wouldn't be satisfied enough with my body to put on a suit, FMP (fuck me pumps)- my ankles are too big and yuck! I'm tired of these low-rider pants (when did the world become a size 0? I thought we were all getting fat)

5 shows I like.... I like re-runs of Seinfeld and Fraser, Scrubs, Arrested Development, Starved, In a Fix...

5 movies I like ( I never remember movies that I see, so here are some that I have)
Danny Deck Chair, The Station Agent, Big Fish, Dead Poet's Society, Terms of Endearment (cheesy kleenex sob fest)..

5 Famous people I'd like to meet... Ok, I'd like to meet Oprah, but only to kick her off her friggin high horse, Michael Hutchinson and Curt Cobain, but only to ask them why, Jon Benet- so I could ask her who done it, Monica Lewinsky- how'd she like smoking that big cigar? ewwwww!

5 biggest joys at the moment... despite what I post on my blog- my husband! Also, my daughter, my 2 nephews and the fact that Tom Cruise is looking like an enormous jack ass these days- that just tickles me!

5 favorite toys... ok here's 2- the dolphin diver and midnight black...

um, 5 people to tag... who ever happens to read this- you're it! (lame, I know)...

I'm back from my somewhat relaxing weekend in Long Island. I did end up having to work pretty hard on Sunday (my mother in law had the day off and was free to babysit :( I spent 7 hours painting ceilings and window trim and now I have this terrible crink in my neck that only goes away if I look up.
Thankfully we only worked a short 7 hour day so that we could attend a Labor Day family BBQ. Just try and keep my husband away from free food and beer! The BBQ was at a relative's just two houses down from my in-laws. It's an event they've hosted for years for all of the other ocean front property owners on their road, along with family. My mother in law wanted me to meet one of their neighbors and her baby Parker because she'd had her baby just 2 weeks after I'd had my daughter. Parker's mom AnnaLise (pronounced AHHNA-LISE) is an uptight, nutbag. She seems normal enough at first glance, but after spending a few hours with her, I realized that this woman was not put together properly. She's one of those people that blinks a lot and for a long time- especially if she thinks you've just said something she agrees with. She holds those eye lids down for an eternity while nodding her head in agreement. It's kind of creepy.
She's also one of those mothers who's terrified her baby will do something to embarrass her, like spit up or poop her pants. Parker's diaper was peeking out above her pants and AnnaLise was freaking out- "Parker honey, pull up your pants" she would say to her 6 month old as she reached over to give them a yank. It's not like her thong was showing or something. Then when I commented on how cute Parker was, her response- "oh, they're both cute" as if I was suggesting that Parker was cuter than my daughter.. Wierdo. I'm glad the weekend is over, or at least that part of it is.