Now, this isn't one of those signs where you change the stickers out to change the times. It's a laminated piece of printed paper. Tell me. Why doesn't it just say Mon-Sat 10:00-9:00?
It's a real thinker, I tell ya.
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Things That Make Ya Go "Hmmmm"!
Sometimes, as you walk around this great, big world, you see a real puzzler and feel the need to share.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
I'm In a 12-Step Program For It...
... well, it's really more of a 12-letter program. ;)
Here's the thing. We all have neurosis - little weird things about us that we know are a little (or a lot) crazy. We all have certain habits that we can't break or routines we do without knowing why. And in our society, we're taught to hide them... pretend they don't exist and be embarassed by them.
I, on the other hand, like to wear mine on my sleeve. I figure if I didn't have my quirks, I wouldn't be me. ('Cause if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm basically one big ol' pile of quirkiness.)
Last night, I fessed up to yet another crazy-town invitation - both to my husband and to myself. You see, he was playing "Words With Friends" on his iPhone. I'm guessing most of you either play it or have seen others play it, but in case you haven't, it's like Scrabble on your phone. You start a game with another person, a friend or a random computer-selected person. Then you make a move, send it, and wait for them to send their move. Yep, just fancy, delayed-gratification Scrabble.
Drew loves it. Since the first day he discovered the game, I would venture to say he's never had fewer than 5 games going at a time. He plays it so much that I've added words to the ditties it plays when you win or lose ("You-oo-oo-oo WIN!" and "You-oo-oo-oo SUCK!").
So last night, as we were climbing into bed, settling in (somehow I can't say "settling in" without thinking "for a long winter's nap" - another neurosis - Name that reference!), his phone binged with a "Words With Friends" move. He looked over at me and said, "You don't play this anymore, do you?"
The simple answer is "No." But here's the neurosis. I TRIED playing the game. I was an avid player two different times (meaning 5 or 6 games at once for months at a time in each effort). I quit both times. Here's why.
I'm not a seriously competitive person usually. I mean, we all have our moments, but for the most part, I don't mind losing a game or two here and there. In fact, when it comes to Monopoly, I always lose... usually because I got bored and moved on halfway through. Seriously. Dullest.Game.EVER!
But I digress...
You see, when playing "Words With Friends", I like to come up with a word that will BLOW THE MIND of my competition. I want a the highest point word possible with the hand I've been dealt. I can't just play the first word I see for whatever points I can get. Even after two days of looking for a high-point word, I won't play a teensie word for next-to-no points. It's not within me. But I don't have the time to spend 30 minutes regularly trying to come up with a high point word. So instead of just playing whatever word comes to mind for whatever points I get and having fun with it, I let my games sit for so long that they time out and I inadvertently forfeit.
Yep, for me, in word games, it's be awesome or go home. I'd rather lose because I stalled-out than lose by 2 points because I played a stupid word.
Ridiculous. I know.
What are YOUR crazy-town invitations? You KNOW you have them!
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
Here's the thing. We all have neurosis - little weird things about us that we know are a little (or a lot) crazy. We all have certain habits that we can't break or routines we do without knowing why. And in our society, we're taught to hide them... pretend they don't exist and be embarassed by them.
I, on the other hand, like to wear mine on my sleeve. I figure if I didn't have my quirks, I wouldn't be me. ('Cause if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm basically one big ol' pile of quirkiness.)
Last night, I fessed up to yet another crazy-town invitation - both to my husband and to myself. You see, he was playing "Words With Friends" on his iPhone. I'm guessing most of you either play it or have seen others play it, but in case you haven't, it's like Scrabble on your phone. You start a game with another person, a friend or a random computer-selected person. Then you make a move, send it, and wait for them to send their move. Yep, just fancy, delayed-gratification Scrabble.
Drew loves it. Since the first day he discovered the game, I would venture to say he's never had fewer than 5 games going at a time. He plays it so much that I've added words to the ditties it plays when you win or lose ("You-oo-oo-oo WIN!" and "You-oo-oo-oo SUCK!").
So last night, as we were climbing into bed, settling in (somehow I can't say "settling in" without thinking "for a long winter's nap" - another neurosis - Name that reference!), his phone binged with a "Words With Friends" move. He looked over at me and said, "You don't play this anymore, do you?"
The simple answer is "No." But here's the neurosis. I TRIED playing the game. I was an avid player two different times (meaning 5 or 6 games at once for months at a time in each effort). I quit both times. Here's why.
I'm not a seriously competitive person usually. I mean, we all have our moments, but for the most part, I don't mind losing a game or two here and there. In fact, when it comes to Monopoly, I always lose... usually because I got bored and moved on halfway through. Seriously. Dullest.Game.EVER!
But I digress...
You see, when playing "Words With Friends", I like to come up with a word that will BLOW THE MIND of my competition. I want a the highest point word possible with the hand I've been dealt. I can't just play the first word I see for whatever points I can get. Even after two days of looking for a high-point word, I won't play a teensie word for next-to-no points. It's not within me. But I don't have the time to spend 30 minutes regularly trying to come up with a high point word. So instead of just playing whatever word comes to mind for whatever points I get and having fun with it, I let my games sit for so long that they time out and I inadvertently forfeit.
Yep, for me, in word games, it's be awesome or go home. I'd rather lose because I stalled-out than lose by 2 points because I played a stupid word.
Ridiculous. I know.
What are YOUR crazy-town invitations? You KNOW you have them!
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
Sunday, February 13, 2011
All You Need Is Love
About a week ago, I discovered my sweet, little baby is old enough to be swapping Valentine's at daycare. I'll be honest. I'm not 100% sure how I feel about that... but I do know that if we're going to swap Valentine's, I want them to be C.U.T.E.!!! ;)
I'll be honest again. I didn't originate either of these ideas. I'm a big, fat copier. ;-p
These flowers are for the mailboxes of each of her classmates.
These wax paper hearts full of candy are for her teachers and I got the idea from Kelli @ Random Thoughts of a Supermom.
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Wordless Wednesdays - Gifts from Japan
Granna just got back from Japan, where she went for the birth of our sweet niece, Kensi. She brought us back lots of cool presents, but I think this is my favorite. (If you look closely, you can see it even came with the cute wooden shoes. Adorable!)
"Tucker, look at Mommy and smile."
"No, look AT Mommy, not past her."
"There we go... sort of." ;)
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
Monday, February 07, 2011
Monday Morning Wrap-Up
I know you're all DYING to know my responses to all that aired last night.
Football? I think I heard something about a football game being on maybe? I didn't watch a minute of it... all season. Pro anyway.
But the rest of it was fabulous!!!
Well, that's not true, but it was at least blog-worthy.
To begin with, the commercial load wasn't nearly as jam-packed with fabulousness as usual. I mean, there were some gems (and I'll get to that), but way too many "reruns" as my friend Will kept calling them. :)
Now, Christina, honey, I GET the pressure when it comes to remembering the words to the National Anthem. When you're singing in front of a crowd, your thoughts are more concerned with the HORROR of messing up the words than actually trying to remember the words. Seriously. Try it one day, folks. But Christina, you are worth somewhere around 5 katrillion dollars. You employ probably near-abouts 4,000 people. Get one of them to stand somewhere in your line of vision with giant posters containing the words OR get a friggin teleprompter. WAY better than flubbing the words to the National Anthem during the SUPER BOWL!!!
You'll be surprised to know, however, that her word flub is NOT my biggest bone to pick with her (and about 3/4 of the rest of National Anthem singers everywhere). WHY? Why, why, why, why, WHY do you feel it necessary to quadrouple the number of notes in the song? WHY do you think it makes you awesome to add so many flourishes and runs and weird additions to the tune that it becomes almost entirely unrecognizible? I think that's more of a faux pas than the flubbing of the words. At least the words thing was a mistake. You did the rest of the song-ruining intentionally. I have a rule when it comes to singing (and incidentally, her version of "Silent Night" is my PRIME example I use when sharing this rule... well, her and Mariah Carey ANYTHING). "Just because you CAN doesn't mean you SHOULD."
"Halftime Show?" you ask. I liked all the white catsuits. I liked all the lit-up people with power sources for belly buttons. I liked the cool things the catsuit-people did (except for all of the crooked lines and people half-dancing during close-ups). The staging was pretty awesome.
The Peas, however? BLECH! They sounded awful!! Everytime I hear them live, I think, "They should really lip-synch in live performances because they use too much post-production touch ups on their cds." Their live performances are always a disappointment to me. And "Good night"? "Boom Boom Pow"? REALLY?!? Pick a new song to perform. I've never bought an album, but you MUST have more than just those 2 songs. They were good the first 4 million times I heard them, but they play on the radio almost every third song, and you've sung them at every major event in America for the past 2 years or so. Geesh! Oh, and Fergie, WHO were you holding the mic out to? In an auditorium for a concert, there are fans a few feet from you and their voices MIGHT pick up on the mic. But in a football stadium where you have 2,000 dancers and half a football field plus some peanut vendors between you and the next fan singing along, what did you think that mic was going to pick up? Just wondering.
Now, onto my favorite commercials for the night. (in no particular order)
Football? I think I heard something about a football game being on maybe? I didn't watch a minute of it... all season. Pro anyway.
But the rest of it was fabulous!!!
Well, that's not true, but it was at least blog-worthy.
To begin with, the commercial load wasn't nearly as jam-packed with fabulousness as usual. I mean, there were some gems (and I'll get to that), but way too many "reruns" as my friend Will kept calling them. :)
Now, Christina, honey, I GET the pressure when it comes to remembering the words to the National Anthem. When you're singing in front of a crowd, your thoughts are more concerned with the HORROR of messing up the words than actually trying to remember the words. Seriously. Try it one day, folks. But Christina, you are worth somewhere around 5 katrillion dollars. You employ probably near-abouts 4,000 people. Get one of them to stand somewhere in your line of vision with giant posters containing the words OR get a friggin teleprompter. WAY better than flubbing the words to the National Anthem during the SUPER BOWL!!!
You'll be surprised to know, however, that her word flub is NOT my biggest bone to pick with her (and about 3/4 of the rest of National Anthem singers everywhere). WHY? Why, why, why, why, WHY do you feel it necessary to quadrouple the number of notes in the song? WHY do you think it makes you awesome to add so many flourishes and runs and weird additions to the tune that it becomes almost entirely unrecognizible? I think that's more of a faux pas than the flubbing of the words. At least the words thing was a mistake. You did the rest of the song-ruining intentionally. I have a rule when it comes to singing (and incidentally, her version of "Silent Night" is my PRIME example I use when sharing this rule... well, her and Mariah Carey ANYTHING). "Just because you CAN doesn't mean you SHOULD."
"Halftime Show?" you ask. I liked all the white catsuits. I liked all the lit-up people with power sources for belly buttons. I liked the cool things the catsuit-people did (except for all of the crooked lines and people half-dancing during close-ups). The staging was pretty awesome.
The Peas, however? BLECH! They sounded awful!! Everytime I hear them live, I think, "They should really lip-synch in live performances because they use too much post-production touch ups on their cds." Their live performances are always a disappointment to me. And "Good night"? "Boom Boom Pow"? REALLY?!? Pick a new song to perform. I've never bought an album, but you MUST have more than just those 2 songs. They were good the first 4 million times I heard them, but they play on the radio almost every third song, and you've sung them at every major event in America for the past 2 years or so. Geesh! Oh, and Fergie, WHO were you holding the mic out to? In an auditorium for a concert, there are fans a few feet from you and their voices MIGHT pick up on the mic. But in a football stadium where you have 2,000 dancers and half a football field plus some peanut vendors between you and the next fan singing along, what did you think that mic was going to pick up? Just wondering.
Now, onto my favorite commercials for the night. (in no particular order)
- Chevy's "Best First Date Ever" got an extended "Awwwwww" from our living room - well, the female half, anyway.
- Darth Vader starting the car with his mind? I think that was Chevy as well. Seriously?!? SO CUTE!!!
- Audi's "Release the hounds!" with Kenny G - pretty fabulous. The "hounds" were my favorite part.
- Motorola's _1984_ type commercial with the drones in white coats and the guy with the flowers? Very cute and unique
- Bridgestone with the beaver? Almost (that's a big distinction) as good as my favorite Pep Boys commercial with the Moose ("You get them brakes at Pep Boys? Preciate it.")
And the award for the commercial you were MOST ashamed you did a spit-take for?
Timothy Hutton for Groupon. With the crisis in Tibet? And the Groupon for the Tibetan restaurant? Seriously - I almost spit my drink across the living room. Such a spot-on mockery of the American attitude towards serious issues in our world. (If you assume a Valley Girl accent and twirl your hair, maybe smack some pretend gum, it'll really clinch this one for you.) "The problems in Tibet? Absolutely horrible. I'm in total support of us helping them. That's why I eat their awesome chicken at this Tibetan place at least once a week. It HAS to help them, right?" LOVED IT! (Posted it as my FB status and then immediately saw one of my high school friends saying how offended he was by it. Oops!)
It WAS tacky, but isn't MOST of our culture's favorite humor at the moment mocking how insensitive and selfish and ridiculous we can all be? Anyone seen "The Office" or "Modern Family"?
Loved it!
And Glee, you ask? I'll sum up quickly. Love Puck. Love Blaine. Think I actually like the Warblers better than New Directions.
I hope you all had a great weekend! Oh, and hey, how'd that football-thingy turn out? ;)
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
Friday, February 04, 2011
Possibly the cutest thing you've ever seen, no?Yep, she's precious... especially when she sleeps.
But we've been fighting off something on and off since around Thanksgiving. We have a fever and cough that we just can NOT shake. And on nights when that fever spikes up, it usually equals a wide-awake two-year-old at around 4:30am, which happened this morning.
Now, we're not usually kid-in-the-bed kind of people. But when the option is get UP at 4:30am on a work day with no nap in sight or put the kid in our bed, she comes into our bed. She'll usually go back to sleep in a relatively short period of time.
The drawback?
That's my pillow and the amount of room generally left for me. Actually, that's a generous portion of matress compared to the norm when she joins us. Yikes!
I hope you all have a great weekend!
Love & Shipoopies,
Leslie
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