I'm speechless :) I had heard that The Police were going to open for The Grammy's on 2/11. But it's just sinking in that they're actually going to go on tour. I've seen Sting in concert.. and that was amazing. I caught Pink Floyd.. and Rush. But The Police? I could die happy. I hope they at least tour in the US. I guess I better start pricing tickets to the UK quickly :)
Monday, January 29, 2007
Monkey was fooling around the other night, showing me his magic trick. Please excuse MrNV at the end, I'm not sure how to crop videos yet from my digital camera. But I thought this was funny. You may not notice, he had a coin between his fingers at the beginning.. and it vanishes. He's the next great magician :) Maybe Penn and Teller will give him a job :)
Sunday, January 28, 2007
I did manage to go to Chipotles with Monkey and order up a late lunch. Yes, I pronounce it Chip-ol-tay's, because I'm illiterate and I can. Otherwise I mumble through the entire thing. I really enjoy their carnitas burrito, but I cut it open on a plate like a science project and eat the innards with chips. It's the proper European way, I promise. And at the bottom of my chip bag? A green M-n-M. I'm not sure what it meant, but I felt sorta violated. Like when you find a hair in your food? But maybe not as gross as a hair, but still something which really shouldn't have been there.. and you know there is a story. A bit disturbing.
So tomorrow is Monday. Tuesday I'm getting new furniture, we're so giddy. We bought our current couch when we were married in 1994. It's almost like an Anniversary present now that I think on it, since the 19th is our Anniversary. 13 years. Egads. Better yet, we moved in together in 1987. He should get a trophy, because I am seriously insane. My whole family is. I'm certain it's why he travels so much now :) Fucker.
Oh well. Just typing out mundane Sunday stuff.. because Sunday is so mundane. Growing up I used to work every Sunday. And by work, I mean work my ass off. We had a restaurant, and on Sunday we had a very popular buffet. You talk about child labor. But I would do it again :) I met a lot of great and interesting people working there. But I did hate 'peeling' the strawberries. We had crates and crates of strawberries, and I had to pluck the little green leaves and stem part out. It would take me days to get all of the stain from under my small child nails. And I was embarrassed when I had to go out and help in the front area.. I would hide my hands. And don't get me started on the days when I started serving.. I was about 14. Well, younger when I would be bus girl. Plenty of people had drinks dumped on them :)
Bunny is eating an apple.
Monkey and dog-beasts are sleeping.
MrNV is out partying with strippers most likely.
I hope y'all have a great week :) C'mon Monday!!
PS- The image is of my silly neighbor coming down to battle MrNV with our Light Sabers last week. We were waiting for Monkey's bus to arrive. I think she kicked his ass :) It was the Karate Kid moves that did it :)
Saturday, January 27, 2007
I completely forgot to post these videos of Treasure Island in Las Vegas, NV. I kept telling Monkey that it was an awesome pirate show.. he was around 3 the last time we went. But.. the show has CHANGED :) There were tons of people there, and a lot of the people I could hear were not impressed. Not that I'm a snob or bore :) But they were all toting their kids along like me :) But.. ya know.. Monkey didn't mind the show TOO much :) I did ask our cab driver if many people comment on it at all, and he said a lot of people complain that they don't like the new show as much. I guess Las Vegas isn't aiming at family vacations anymore.
By the way, I don't like basketball. I just don't. I never really got into it before, other than I really liked this tall guy when I was a girl, and he was the best player on our team. Could be because he was like 10' tall and had facial hair in middle school :) But then the team leader of the girls bball team Michelle took him from me. Oh well. But it's really a bit too insane for me. In watching the game, they are basically just grabbing the ball from each other like a bunch of spoiled bratty kids that want what you have. And I just don't like it. Just had to get that out there.
Oh well, off to do dishes. Hope everyone is having a great weekend. We're going to see Epic Movie tonight, because we're just mental midgets like that. Bad parents. Mental midgets. All of it.. but we accept it. Monkey talked us into watching Barnyard lastnight.. it's so cute! We really enjoyed it. Great kiddie movie.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Sort of like the time I almost convinced my father to go to Office Max and ask where the 'email paper' was. AHAH!
Or convincing my sister that she really did need a big rainbow sticker for the rear window of her car.
OK, Regis is back.. he looks a bit perturbed. When it came back from commercial.. he was walking across the screen and sitting down. Did he just go and lecture one of his flunkies for not telling him to not REPEATEDLY and with GREAT JOY say 'Teabag' all morning. Bet you he doesn't say it again...
Oops, back to commercial. That was abrupt.
No, never said it again before the show ended. And seriously, if you compare his silly happy pre-commercial demeanor to the after commercial angry Regis look... I know someone got into HUGE trouble back stage!
This is the only reason I love to watch these shows in the morning. Just like the time Rosie was going ON AND ON AND ON about how Barbara's home was like a museum. And how Rosie serves mac-n-cheese on paper plates.. but surely Barbara requires name cards and proper china. And Barbara trying to defend herself. It was a beautiful magnificent piece of television. The look Barbara was giving her? Rosie is so fortunate that Babawa hasn't perfected her Firestarter capabilities yet! It was like my birthday and Christmas all wrapped up into one 30 second bundle. I just can't wait for the day Barbara jumps over the table and claws her eyes out. It will ROCK!
Sunday, January 21, 2007
But he had a lot of fun playing in the snow today. We caught up with some of his friends at a nearby hill, and they all tried very hard to kill each other. We also filled up his Landspeeder raft, which we use for the pool, to see if it would make a great sled. Not so much, but it was really soft and it didn't whack you in the face when you crashed. Or anyone else for that matter. I posted 2 videos of them sledding on YouTube. If you like, you can view them HERE and HERE.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
Now that you have a man that likes to go out, we have to check out his schedule and go watch him!! Even MrNV enjoyed going to watch him play, and you know THAT is a miracle!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
So, there's my suggestion du jour.. avoid the Starbuck's Green Tea Latte! Or save yourself $3something and just follow the recipe above!
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
So my point, other than I'm depressed and they're NOT helping... if you're a plump girl.. stop listening to these Hollyweird bitches. They have Paparazzi following them around all day calling them 'fat' and 'ho's' and they have no idea what reality is all about. And some 6'2" model wearing a fatty suit is just retarded. I can tell you myself, I'm a fatty. Other than my own personal demons, nobody treats me with disrespect. I come from a family of chubby Swiss chefs and pastry lovers, and nobody treated them with disrespect EITHER. I stand up straight and smile at people.. and that's what it's all about :) Love yourself baby, and don't listen to Rosie O'Donnell because she's an insane neurotic loud mouth! Just one girl's little ol' opinion. Oh, and the photo is Monkey and I in Vegas.
OH! And UPDATE, the perky girl asking some guy on the street for help for information.. he helped her. Yet the angry looking portly girl acting anti-social asking for help.. of course nobody helped her! Because she looked like she was going to start yelling at you! It's all in the attitude, right? I don't want to talk to a skinny angry girl, either! Yet these reporters go on and on about how it's because she was fffahhhhhhtttttt... spit spit... and nobody helps ffhhaaaattttt people! Give me a break. I put one hand on my back, one on my stomach and get that look of pregnancy pain, there will be 20 people on the phone to 911, they'll wash and detail my van AND send my son to college!!! BWWWAHHAHAH! It's all how you play it, baybee! AHAHAHAH!
Monday, January 08, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
You can read his blog HERE.
I'm just incredibly pissed off. I'm not a bad person. I'm not a dog freak, I don't lick my dogs face and sniff his butt. But I'm nice to him? And I pet him. And I enjoy his company, and feel safer knowing I have a dog in the house. And Monkey tries to play with him, but unless they're inside he runs off. Then Monkey gets upset because he thinks the dog hates him. I just don't know what to do. There is enough stress in life without tacking on a dog that doesn't want to be around. And then my neighbors treating me like some sort of dog abuser. I thought they were pack animals? Are dogs at the homeless shelters these days because they all want to run away?? Are there no loyal dogs anymore?
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Which brings me to my Friday :) On Friday afternoon I went to Andre's Confiserie Suisse with my father. Andre's has been a sort of mental addiction for me since childhood, and my father knew Andre' and Marcel. They sell amazing pastries, and should be outlawed. But I owed the ladies at the bank a cake and pastries... and that was my EXCUSE to go :) So pere picked up Monkey and I and we cruised through our Country Club Plaza area en route to Andre's. And this is all I heard... please insert Swiss accent: "Fuckin' jeans. All I see are fuckin' jeans. Why do these assholes come to the Plaza to shop.. for more fuckin' jeans? Look at all of these assholes. Not ONE of them is wearing anything other than jeans. Why don't they just shop at Wal-Mart if all they're going to wear is fuckin' jeans." And this went on for about 20 minutes. Of course, his daughter is sitting next to him in jeans. ..sigh.. BUT, I was not shopping on the Plaza!! An upscale area with designer stores. I guess it was a bit ironic, all of these beautiful windows filled with designer dresses and suits.. and rif-raf roaming the streets in jeans :) But it really was hilarious. And Monkey just laughs his ass off when he's around Grumpa D, because he's just so .. um .. poetic :)