The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Tim wondered why I was already getting out my Fall/Halloween decorations? My obvious reply with a hint of annoyance "I only have 31 days in October to enjoy them."

Here are a few pics of my efforts.



These black cat lights were a new purchase.


Also a new purchase, this sinister raven.


I adore garland with twinkle lights.










Happy Haunting everyone!

The Office...Par Tay

My sister Chris is amazing, just look at these party favors. She pulled off a kick ass 2nd Annual Premiere Office Party.



Look closely and you will see Meredith, Andy, Pam, Phyllis and a very sour Angela.



Eri & Zach did not come in costume, because they are lame.



Chris has an amazing collection of Halloween Cats, for which I am jealous and kept returning to this table to see what I could take without her noticing.



Chris won best costume. Her wig might have been passed around.



Sween was mostly interested in eating, she didn't find any of us the least bit amusing. She called us "lame nerds that need to get a life."

It's On

I'm finding this election moment fascinating, horrifying, thrilling, maddening and scary. After watching the Palin/Couric interviews I have realized that this woman makes Bush look like a scholar and she is sorely unqualified for the job. The right wing media is even beginning to wonder what McCain was thinking. One conservative columnist went so far as to say she should "bow out." I couldn't help but cringe inside as I watched her filibuster and verbally stagger her way through basic questioning.

There is no doubt that McCain in his "maverickky" way shot from his arthritic hip in an effort to bolster his poll numbers and try and win the Hillary votes by chosing Palin. His decision had nothing to do with putting country first, instead campaign first. The more I see him trying to pull his rabbit out of a hat the more angry I get. The latest razzle dazzle move of suspending his campaign and running to Washington to help with the bailout plan was laughable. Senator Dodd was not amused.

"What this looked like to me was a rescue plan for John McCain for two hours," said an angry Sen. Christopher J. Dodd (D-Conn.), who had all but declared the deal done earlier in the day. "To be distracted for two to three hours for political theater doesn't help."

What I want to hear tonight are some concrete answers from the candidates, I want to hear how they plan to get America back on track, with the economy, Iraq, foreign policies and how they plan to secure our retirements. Whoever wins this election has a massive duty ahead of them and it will take a lot more than Hail Mary's and grandiose posturing. No magic tricks please.

Click here for a CRINGE worthy moment. Palin on foreign policy.

Commander McLovin

Timothy was on the news again last night. This time the story is about how Tim brought together the pastors of Maryvale to work as a unit to help fight crime. He would be the first precinct commander to think of doing this and then actually implementing it (that is the hard part). He is attacking crime at every angle he can think of and I am proud of him.

Here is the link, then click on the right hand corner for the story.

Thought: maybe Tim should give pastors their own 9mm glocks?

"You need new underwear"

Last weekend Tim and I were strolling through Target when I stopped near an underwear rack and picked up a lacy pair, “you need new underwear” is what I heard from over my shoulder. I mentally took an underwear drawer inventory and came up with: faded-faded-holes-stretched- holes-saggy crotch- holes-faded, “I guess I do.”

I picked up a pair of low cut boyish brand with polka dots “those are cute” Tim said, “cute and itchy and unwearable” I mumbled. I quickly walked past the stripper style, the itchy lace style, and the thongs. I was looking for something with the words cotton, stretch or brief in the title. I finally found them at the very back of the underwear section with a sign above them that read “don’t fool yourself with the cute sweet stuff, you belong here among the friendly latex.” As I was perusing the myriad types of low cut and high cut briefs I began pondering Tim’s comment. I couldn’t remember how old my current underwear were but I placed them somewhere around a 2001 purchase. Each pair was old, faded, hideous and wonderfully comfortable. When did I stop caring whether or not my underwear was cute and new? Hmmm.

Then the image of my grandfather leafing slowly through the Playtex Cross Your Heart Bra section of the annual Sears and Roebuck catalog floated through my mind. I was around the age of 7 and wondered why grandpa was looking at bras? I suppose no male ever stops craving pretty underwear. I turned back to the task at hand, I was leaning towards the Hanes high cut briefs in sherbet colors or the mid-low cut in pastel stripes, both sensibly comfortable. I wondered why these types of underwear were rolled into tight bundles and shoved into plastic sleeves, not displayed prettily like the ones Tim was admiring. Humph. I settled on both and threw them in the cart. I met up with Tim at the string and postage-stamp-crotch area and told him I was done. He picked up my choice of high cut cotton spandex briefs folded into eggrolls, gave them a quick dissatisfied look and threw them into the cart. I said “well these should do me for 7 more years.”

A Case of the Mondays

I woke up today not really wanting to go to work. I knew the day wasn't going to go well. My new haircut was too short. My carpool buddy was sick so I had to make the commute alone. Had to make my coffee with the brand I hate. Got to work and saw my stock had dropped over $7.00 and today marked the worst bankruptcy in history. Merrill Lynch was being bought by BofA and I had a dry Pop tart for breakfast. My Internet radio program kept losing its signal and one of my coworkers needed a good face punch. Erica is training and always busy actually working. Got home and found a golf ball knot of hair on Fatness neck and drank a stale Diet Coke. Started surfing my favorite website haunts and found this picture:




Decided, life wasn't so bad, at least I don't look like a summer sausage in harvest gold spandex.




Tuesday will be better.

Invisible Fowl

So I have had a mystery brewing in my back yard all summer. The culprit(s) were fond of digging in my flower pots throwing dirt all over my patio, making a basic mess. The pots that had miniature palms, were dug down, exposing roots almost killing my plants and sending me into cursing orbit. Many evenings after work, I walked outside to find my brick patio in upheaval, and me mumbling to myself "what or who is trying to drive me insane?" Tim and I deduced it was the effing pigeons who more or less get blamed for everything. So I started watching the pigeons closely in my backyard, but alas, only saw them walking through the lawn eating water bugs and being pigeon-like. I told Timothy I was declaring war on my invisible fowl, so I put gravel and small stones around my potted palms figuring little bird feet couldn't handle it, I was wrong. The suspects were flipping out the gravel and the dirt making a bigger mess and still exposing roots!

This past weekend I was up earlier than my normal 6:00 am and saw a covey of quail sitting on my lounge chair, which I thought was odd, so I watched them. 3 of them jumped up into my flower pot and started scratching around making a complete MESS! I threw open my back door and ran towards them, they quickly flew off to the fence leaving behind dirt and more dirt all over my lounge chair and patio. I pointed my finger at them "Aha! I caught you, I don't care if you are cute and have little plumes on your heads, your playground is closed."

Here are a few pictures of the defendants, they are slightly blurry because I had to take the pictures in haste since they are quick to fly away from me. Don't let their cuteness fool you, they are calculating potting soil predators.

LMN

I'm wondering, do other women out there have the same guilty pleasure that I do? It's called "Lifetime Movie Network" where you will find one horrific movie after another, but I find them deliciously horrific. Today's 9:00 viewing "Silencing Mary" stars a 1998 Melissa Joan Hart, football players harass a crusading coed whose roommate was raped by the star quarterback, and the 11:00 hour is "Cyber Seduction: His Secret Life." A 16 yr old struggles with academics and athletics after an acquaintance introduces him to Internet pornography.


They make it easy for us, next to the list of movies they have little pictures with descriptions of "madness" "love/lust" "thrilling" "vengeance" and "justice." These movies are the final resting place for the Kelly McGillis and Justine Bateman's of the world, you know the stars that made it big once and then started aging or lost their box office. I do believe that once a star makes a movie for The Lifetime Channel they have jumped the shark.



I was talking to my brother's boyfriend Denton, when the subject of the Lifetime Channel came up, he became very animated and said to me "OH, one day when Brad was at work and I was at home, I WATCHED THOSE LIFETIME MOVIES ALL DAY LONG...I LOVE THEM!" To which I replied in a very high octave "SO DO I!" and then we proceeded to discuss our admiration for these cinematic marvels.



Tim has come home after work and 'caught' me watching this channel. He will usually walk over by me, look up at the t.v. for a few seconds and then say this "what in the hell are you watching?" Then I reply "an amazing film for women."

Happy Birthday Sister

We did what we do best, ate, laughed and discussed the pertinent issues like what middle aged movie star is holding up best, how does anyone take McCain seriously and which "Supernatural" boy is hottest. Chris might have mentioned how she would like to lick those boys from head to ummm toe.



I love her for many reasons. She is an involved mother, an unselfish mother and a cognizant mother.


She was born to be a great sister. She has held my sanity together with her bare hands during some bumpy years, she makes me laugh and even laughs at me. She loves my children almost as much as I do. Her empathy is limitless.


She loves cats.


She is intelligent, funny and a great cook. Her Texas Sheet Cake should be bronzed and her Sweet Potato Casserole is renown, just ask Tim. I hear about that damn casserole for months after Thanksgiving.


My favorite picture of Chris. We had just started our vacation with Allison and Kristin, it was a crisp day in Sequim Washington and the pumpkins and scarecrows made us happy.


So here's to you Mrs. Spiro-- During those long days and hours of taking care of a house, husband, 3 children, church duties, cleaning, cooking, 3 animals and a yard--don't forget to be carefree, happy, giggle, to go get your hair and nails done and continue your love affair with 20ish hotties. Never lose yourself. I love you dear little sister.

Good Thursday

Today is a good day, it's the last day of the Republican Convention, tomorrow is Friday, the Fall programming is around the corner, Erica and I are taking Chris out for her birthday on Saturday and the VMA's are Sunday--where I pray Brittany Spears does another 'dance' routine. In honor of these fine reasons I'm posting a cat video.

Below you will find a very rough indie reenactment of the Caturday Japanese techno video. I would have fine tuned it with a black background etc, but I had 1 very unwilling participant(Fatness), and only one take. At any rate, if you listen very carefully you will hear a very brief sad "meoooow" and a lot of giggling from me because I am easily amused by anything involving cats.

Trophy-Vice

Stepford Wife

Cindy responding to ABC asking about Palin's credentials:
"Alaska is the closest part of our continent to Russia. So, it's not as if she doesn't understand what's at stake here."

lol lol lol



And then we have the woman who didn't care about thrusting her pregnant 17 year old daughter into center stage and in the 90's was a member of The Alaskan Independence Party, they are the party pushing for a legal vote for Alaskans to decide whether or not residents of the 49th state can secede from the United States, crazies.



Country first McCain?