Friday, January 29, 2010

It's snowing in Oklahoma.

Like, kind of a lot.

We're alive but bored.

Send movies.

And Taco Bueno.

And Starbucks.

So far we haven't lost power (because we all know I would go POSTAL on OG&E).

(If you don't know WHY I would go postal on OG&E, have someone who's been here awhile explain it.)

I've redecorated.

Colin has cleaned.

Seriously, we can't take much more of this.

Friday, January 22, 2010

My friend Mandy has a photography contest every week. I always enjoy looking at the entries but I have never participated because A) that's kind of how I am and B) my photography skills reek. BUT this week's theme is water. And no, I don't have an awesome ocean, lake or river scene, but rather a moment of hilarity captured in time:

It's Cason's own version of a neti pot.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Dear Skin:

You are not in junior high/early high school anymore. Please stop breaking out at every possible moment. On the same token, you are also not 80. Please stop with the horrid dry patches. We are neither 13 nor 80, Skin. We are in our late 20's. We should be enjoying one another during those years between acne and wrinkles. And yet here we odds with one another.

What do you want, Skin? Expensive product? More time? I'm as frustrated as you are. Let's work this out together.

Thanks tons,

Friday, January 15, 2010

Remember way back in the day when all the cool guys wore Cool Water cologne? Ladies, it was about the same time as you were wearing Sunflowers perfume.

Now, when we talk about Cool Water, we all kind of giggle and think back to how dumb we were back then.

Guess what? Cool Water is cool again.

How do I know?

Right here.

You are welcome Ladies. You are welcome.

PS Speaking of...LOST starts Feb 2 (I'm looking at you, Obama). SCREAM!

Friday, January 08, 2010

And it's all about movies and his opinion on them. So if you enjoy being talked down by someone who generally think that he is smarter than you, then this is your blog:

Adam's Rear Window

Also referred to as Adam's Rear.

In all seriousness, he has been known to be funny a time or two in his life. He is related to me, duh. So go over there and show him some bloggy love.

Thursday, January 07, 2010

I put the children somewhere that they couldn't get into (too much) trouble and I got in the shower. 5 minutes later...
Cason: Mom
C: Mom
C: Mom!
C: Mom!
C: MOM!!
C: MOM!!! Come here!! Hurry!!!
Me (jumping out totally soaked): What is it? What happened?
C: Look, I can fake snore.*

Next time I'll ask if anyone is bleeding before I get out of the shower.

*He's been able to 'fake snore' for like 2 years. So it's breaking news, obvs.

Tuesday, January 05, 2010

What you can't see in the picture is that all 1,493 cars are on the ground along with miniature Lego pieces and Cason's newly acquired collection of "guys" (Superman, et. al). Thank you Jenny V. for that last one.

Monday, January 04, 2010

Can we just talk about something for a minute?


So, when Uggs first came on the scene back in '04, I was patently against them. Maybe it was because the first images we saw of the boot were of Kate Hudson wearing them with a mini dress and La Britney wearing them with a bikini while coming out of a gas station bathroom. High class. Then, Isaac Mizrahi talked about how ugly they were and I felt vindicated.

Maybe it's because the name UGG is the first part of UGLY. I mean, can you imagine if a clothing company named "Disgust" came out? Would you wear their clothes? Would you not be embarrassed if someone said, "Where did you get your shirt?" and you had to say, "Oh, it's a Disgust."

Maybe it's because I'm not a shoe person, I'm a clothes person. Some people are shoe people. Some are both.

Whatever the reason, my resolve remains strong against the UGG. In fact, there may have been several text missives on the UGG back and forth between me and my favorite texter.

On NYE, I went to the mall. By myself. It was great. While I was there, the UGG was EVERYWHERE. I mean, no lie, 85% of the female population was wearing UGG like things on her feet. Then I went to a NYE party and there were two people there who I consider not only cute but very in style, wearing furry boots. Now I feel like if I don't have a pair I am missing out on something phenomenal. I mean, is having a pair of boots that look like they have been cut off of Sasquatch and are not flattering AT ALL (ok, that may be a bit of an overstatement) what it's going to take for me to look like I don't live under a rock? I won't lie. I tried a pair on that day. I KNOW! For shame.....

Guys, I'm torn. I hate the furry boot and it's look but I also don't want to be a fuddy duddy. But one has to stay true to herself, yes?