Archive for January, 2006

Remote report

Cimg5416The remote control was found last night.  After tearing apart the couch, chair, and toybox as well as, pulling everything away from the walls and tipping it over, I still hadn’t found the remote.  Later that evening I was having my in laws and my neices and nephew over for dinner, as i was in the process of turning on the lights I noticed one of my chinese lanterns (seen in the upper right hand corner of the photo to the left) had burnt out.  I went over to peek in and see if the bulb was burnt or if it was only a short in the cord and what do i find, sitting inside the lantern????  You got it, my lonely remote.  If that lightbulb hadn’t burnt out i don’t know when we would have found it… i never would have thought to look inside there.  My neice put it in there, guarantee it.  She was hanging around that light all night and it was in the bottom one- easy and tempting.

It will be one of the first places i look next time…
~jen

Page me

When are they going to start adding a Page button on DVD players and TV’s for those times when you can’t find the remote control???
Our DVD remote went missing yesterday after the hub bub with all the kids and I still can’t find it!  Of course 90% of the controls to run the machine are only available on the remote control.

I remember that Magnavox had this feature on a tv… about 10 years ago.  You’d think it would be standard by now???

Grrrrr.

~jen

Return of the plague

The ‘plague’ Head cold/flu thing has hit the house once again.  We are all spending our days doing as little as possible and our nights high on over the counter medications.  Naps have slid to the #1 spot on my list of priorities, way above blogging (in position #5)- which is still above laundry for your information.  I put off grocery shopping until we were hunting around the house for shoe leather to boil for dinner. At that point, I HAD to do it.  A double shot of Tylenol cold liquid helped me get through that chore without too much difficulty.
    Now I’m trying to complete a painting of my sister in law’s dog while i’m watching my daughter, two neices and my son.  I must be terribly medicated to have agreed to this.  So far so good.  I just realized that kids talk a lot.  To me.  I hate that.
    Don’t worry, that’s my head cold talking (mostly).  Nothing a nap and a 2 lbs of chocolate wouldn’t fix.  The nap will have to suffice for now.  Since I’ve been feeling like death warmed over i haven’t been to the gym.  That also means i’ve been trying to constrict my calories to accomodate for the lack of exercise.  I just want chocolate. A lot of chocolate.  Don’t worry, that’s my head cold talking…(mostly).

As I laid down for bed last night I mentioned to Ken that it felt like we were camping.  He laughed and replied that he was just going to mention the same thing.  Man, they make some good cold medicines these days.  It’s like going on a holiday and not even leaving the comfort of your PJs or your bed. 

Anyway… I’ll post again when I have completed the painting of Cleo the wonder terrier.  Deb, no worries, you are next… I promise!!

~jen

Snip and snails and Daddy’s wet tail

Paige trying out her new scooter

My hubby was getting out of the shower one day, oblivious to my daughters curious gaze.  As he picked out some clothes she announced,
"But Dad, You forgot to dry your tail!!"

Gosh- my kids kill me sometimes.

~jen

P.s. I’ve posted several new photos in my flickr account.  So if you’ve been jones’in for some pictures of my kids… wait no longer!! Here’s the slideshow…

Words of Wisdom from Maya Angelou

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Dadisms

While shopping with Suz the other day something jarred my memory and i started to spew out several funny (and usually quite inappropriate) things that my dad used to say.  He didn’t have many sayings but the few that he used were used often and this makes them quite memorable.   Most of these were born from his want to use cuss words but not wanting to spoil our virgin ears (ha ha, right).  Nowadays, he has started to resort to the cuss words, which is fine by me.
here we go, the saying and a short explanation.

"Way to go, slop-heels."
    This one was usually heard at the dinner table, it was a certainty if we were at a restaurant or eating someplace like the car.  If you were unfortunately enough to spill some food on yourself you had to suffer the humiliation of a stain on your shirt and my Dad confirming the obvious by calling you a "slop-heel".  I’m still not sure what exactly a "slop-heel" is, but I imagine it as a blob covered in a variety of stains from the last 10 years worth of meals it ate.

"Way to go, Dömkoff."
   
As you can see my Dad really knew how to think outside the box when it came to insults. Solp heels and Domkoff (pronounced DOOM cough) were interchangeable.  My Mom always followed this one up with ‘Allan, you don’t need to start name-calling."  This statement had no effect on me personally- as a child i didn’t know what the heck he was talking about and it just sounded funny.  I still have no idea if that is an actual Russian or German word for idiot but I still get a laugh when i hear it. And he still says this one, i know, I’ve heard it.

"Don’t Gimme the gears"
This one is pretty self explanatory.  If my dad felt that  you were telling him a tall tale- this would be his reply.  I’ve heard many, many people get this comeback, everyone from relatives to salesman at Radio Shack.

"You sound like a bunch of Indians!"
I’m not sure what a bunch of Indians is supposed to sound like, and I am sure glad there were never a bunch around when my dad roared this at us.  Mom didn’t like this saying much either and eventually it morphed into "a herd of elephants".

"Can you guys keep it down?!"
This one isn’t so much a saying, but an action.  He would say this one with a pained look on his face.  As if a snake was biting his toe but he wasn’t quite sure.  Also, the important part was his hand- making an up and down motion while looking like it was missing it’s hand puppet.  Hard to explain, classic to watch.  He still does this- probably 20 times a day.

"You can walk and you can talk…"
This one is a special consideration since he only said it once.  It’s fondly referred to by friends and family as "the speech".  After a particularly late night, i woke up to my dad and his scathing assessment at my lack of contact the night before.  If you can imagine a voice that sounds like Bill Cosby, high pitched and sing-songy.  My Dad ended his lengthy and flatulent tirade by saying "You can walk and you can talk…"  then pause, I roll my eyes and start to walk away…  "…but you can’t even make a phone call".  It doesn’t sound funny now,  but believe me and the people who have heard my rendition of the events, it was.  BY Golly it was.

Some of these were solely for the benefit of my family- because let’s face it… you have to know my dad.  You just have to know him and his ways to ‘get’ these.  In the off chance you know someone like him- I hope you enjoyed it.  I may just remember a few more "Al Classics" down the road and I’ll append this list then, if you remember any- please add them in the comments!!

We Love ya Dad,

~jen

the Real neighbor

Therealsuz You all are probably familiar with my best friend and neighbor, Suz.  You probably thought she was a sophisticated, sweet, nice lady and mother of one beautiful daughter.  Well, I happen to know the real Suz, and now you will too since i have got photographs to prove it.
Therealsuz2 

Is it any wonder why we are such great friends??  Is it just me or does she make goggles look sexy??? 

I love ya Suz!

~jen

New banner

how do you like it??  the lettering looks pooched because it is… i’m too tired to fix it now… but i might get to it later today. **update** I completely redid it, I’m not 100% pleased with the lettering but this is only going to be up for a week or so and I’m going to make another one.

i have so many pictures I want to post, but it seems like there is so little time during the day that I feel like sitting on the computer lately.  I hope I snap out of it soon.  I’ve got photos to blog, scrapbook digitally, then print and send away as well as all of the changes i want to make to this blog.  This isn’t including the paintings I want/need to paint as well as the sewing that i dream about doing a long with the watercolor classes i have promised my friends… I honestly think I need to hire a sitter just for my personal agenda(s).
oh well, I do the best i can and the kids come first. Most days.

~jen

Break through.

I’m proud to announce to the internet that the stray ‘witch’s hair’ that I’ve been plucking out of my neck for the last 6 years is finally gone. For good.
I’m not going to miss that stupid thing, I’ll tell you that much.

~jen
P.s.  Check out MY new fitness blog… I just started it with my first of many anecdotes on my road to ‘Fabulous’.  Please leave a hello and let me know what you think!

A Load of Poppy Cock

Hello Again, I had planned on posting one of the recipes that I promised the other day… i have managed to do it but WOW, what a struggle to get my computer to make a PDF file.
So I’m going to include a picture of the file as well as the actual pdf file for you guys to download and print off (see link below).  You will need Adobe Acrobat reader which most computer come with these days but just incase you don’t- it’s a free download and something that is handy to have anyway.
    Without more ado here is today’s recipe…drumroll please….(hear: trumpets, slightly out of tune)  TA DA!  Poppy cock. 
Enjoy folks!

Poppycock

Download poppycock2.pdf

P.S. there is nothing health concious about this recipe, hence I only make it once ever 5 years. At christmas time. 

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