Saturday, October 25, 2008

Business In The Front, Party In The Back

The boy left last night for an informal reunion in Santa Cruz. Lots of old junior/high school friends. He asked me to come with but I wisely passed. I've discovered that reminiscing about past exploits is really only fun when it involves YOU. Like that big water fight back in my junior high school that started with a watergun and ended up almost flooding a hallway - wow, now that was FUN! But I betcha you all don't find it as awesome.

Plus, I already know how geeky and horny my husband was back in his teens. Tell me something I don't know.

So, while he's partying it up with girlfriends of Christmas past, I'm stuck minding the fort. Luckily, I found some distractions. Like these wonderful 80's music videos with brand new lyrics.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Little Drummer Boy

So, we've been having a lot of fun at the expense of my husband recently. Well, okay, I've been having a lot of fun. So, I thought it only fair to see if there were any embarassing photos of me to share with the world.

And while I don't have a PLETHORA of pics to choose from (aka Ren Faire and Prom), I did participate in some traditional Korean folk dancing for a community multicultural festival back in 1985 (I was 14).

When I mean "participate", I mean my mother made me. We did have some pretty white dresses for other dances but for this drum routine, we got to wear these fantastic outfits.

I'm the "little boy" on the far left.

[ed. The caption contest for the boy's picture is still ongoing! Multiple entries welcome!]

Thursday, October 16, 2008

It Just Gets Better

Update: Okay, we GOTTA have a caption contest for that bottom pic. The best caption gets a prize/goodie package. And my goodie packages are awesome!

So, thanks to Facebook madness, we got some old photos of the boy back in his high school days. You know, normal, every-day high school photos of kids having fun, goofing off and generally being young.

Who knew that the boy could pull off hot pink?

But with the good, you get the bad, the oh so very, very, very bad. What is this?


You're sleeping on the couch tonight, honey.

Sunday, October 12, 2008


The boy and I were a few minutes into watching a new show called Testees (I'm rather fond of the name) when I realized that I went to highschool with one of the lead characters.

Which led me to google, which led me to his facebook page, which also prompted me to try to see my friend Ann's info ... which led me to finally creating a facebook profile because I can't see anyone's stuff if I'm not a friend ... which led me to spending a good 4 hours on this nonsense.

Crazzzzzy. You can find almost anyone on facebook. Add me to your friends!

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

House Ogre Smash!

Hi! Meet my little green friend, the House Ogre hulk!

He's pretty cranky and grouchy and therefore makes a perfect mascot for my pet peeves. You'll see him whenever I'm about to go off on a tremendous rant.

So, you'll see him quite often cause lots of stuff makes me maaad. Right now, MS Office 2007 has me enraged. ENRAGED!

They took the menu bar on all the Office programs (Word, Excel, PowerPoint etc), the tried and true menu bars that worked fine and made perfect sense and converted them into this monstrosity...


That's the new "Home" menu. I have literally spent hours setting up my custom command bars in all the programs. And every single time that I forget and click on the menu bar to do something simple like "track changes" ... poof, that giant, stupid-ass graphic ribbon shows up.

And the best part? There is NO WAY to revert to the classic menu dropdown lists unless you pay for a $30 third party addon program. Which, I gotta tell you, is mighty tempting.

Because this is just stupid. This makes Classic Coke and New Coke seem smart in comparison. The audacity, the sheer in-your-face attitude of Microsoft. Is that what you came up with in order to justify a new version?

Friday, October 03, 2008


Less than 12 weeks before Christmas! What the HELL?!! I have to finish repainting the house, start making my hand-made Christmas cards, start baking, plan parties...ack!

Not. Enough. Time.

Begin panic mode.