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| The Heist |
| 2008-07-16 13:40:00 |
I drove to my bank ATM the other day to make a deposit. As I was walking up to the machine, the bank doors opened and two large men came out of the door, followed by another man pushing a dolly. The cart was stacked 4 feet high with bags of coins and cloth bags of cash. They were headed towards an armored car parked just in front of mine.I knew I shouldn't stare, but all that cash on the move made me salivate. I tried to play it cool and watch the transport out of the corner of my eye, but the two large men frowned in my direction and I quickly looked back towards the ATM machine. I pretended to mess around in my purse, but instead watched with great interest as the men loaded the cash into the truck, bag by bag.In my normal life, I would never consider robbing a bank, but for these f...
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| Jack Sprat and the Squishy Bottoms |
| 2008-07-10 19:56:00 |
I've started walking three miles a day with the girls in the jogging stroller. Surprisingly, they both love it and I can get quite a good workout if I put my mind to it. We drive to the Rose Bowl in Pasadena and walk the three mile loop around the stadium and attached golf course. There are a few snags, however. My three year old's commentary on the hundreds of other exercisers there.Pixie has virtually no fat on her three year old body. A few weeks ago she was endlessly amused to find that her bottom jiggled when she walked. Ever since her discovery, she loves to analyze other people's bottoms to see if they are "squishy" as well. When you are in a three mile loop full of other locals wearing spandex pants and too-tight exercise shorts, there are...
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| Flaky Friends Newsletter: Who's in? |
| 2008-07-10 13:20:00 |
Hi guys. In the spirit of perpetual marketing of my stuffed animals, I'm exploring all options of communication. I was thinking I'd have a monthly e-newsletter with updates on new animals I've made and special offers such as discounts and free shipping. Additionally, everyone who receives my newsletter would be automatically entered in a monthly drawing for a free stuffed animal. If that sounds good to any of you, send your email address to "flakyfriends@gmail.com" and request to join the mailing list.To start off, here's a little guy I came up with last week named Greg. I designed him as a custom order to be based on the artist Greg Olson's depiction of sheep. Personally, I think Greg Olson's sheep look like th...
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| THEY FOUND HIM!!! |
| 2008-07-08 09:00:00 |
MORE DETAILS LATER, BUT RYAN IS HEALTHY AND WELL AFTER A NIGHT OUT. THEY FOUND HIM IN A CORNFIELD ABOUT A MILE AWAY AFTER 12 HOURS OF SEARCHING.THANK YOU GOD!!!update: here is a video from Fox about the night and when they found him: http://www.myfoxchicago.com/myfox/...
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| MISSING BOY: Ryan Flake |
| 2008-07-08 06:20:00 |
My nephew Ryan Flake, 3 and a half years old went missing from his Oswego, IL home last night around 8:30 pm. He was in the house with his family and they think he wandered out the back door into the yard. A few minutes (not more than five) later they called for him. They couldn't find him, went to neighbor's homes to search, and finally called 911.The community came out and held hands to walk through the woods and surrounding property. Police are on the site with dogs and equipment. Every second is crucial in the search.If you live in the Chicago area, please look at these photos and forward them to your neighbors so we can find my nephew as soon as possible. It's been raining all night and the area surrounding his home has a lake, woods, and roads. We've contacted all local statio...
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| Beach VaKay |
| 2008-06-26 21:16:00 |
Yes, I'm on beach vacation right now. Don't everybody rush to rob my apartment, there is only so much fabric in there to take. Then again, it might be nice to come home and have nothing to sew. This is also a vacation for my hands. After six months of intense sewing, my entire right hand has grown hard as a rock and almost hurts to close in a fist. But it's almost a badge of pride for me.
I finally had the guts to ask around and get my toys in a local toy store. It's a pretty big rush. I'm hoping that by the time I get back in town I'll have some big re-orders to fill.
So yes, since it's a beach vacation I'm on, absolutely nothing is going on so I'll leave you with a link to another party to visit tomorrow - my dear bloggy friend Summer is having her one year bloggaversary and is doing a giveaway every hour with tons of great prizes (including one of my stuffed turtles that looks like this). Enjoy the party! I'll be sipping diet ginger ales on the beach. My version of heave...
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| Interprative Singing Time at the Mormon Church |
| 2008-06-13 15:46:00 |
I've been given a new assignment at our church: Children's Song Leader. I knew this was coming. My whole life I've never had any calling in the Mormon church that wasn't completely administrative. But we've been going to our church here in Los Angeles for over four years now so the secret was hard to keep - I'm a manic freak who is superbly suited for mass entertainment.A few weeks ago my friend tapped me on the shoulder at the start of church, "could you come help out in Primary [the 4-12 year old classes] today?" Of course I said yes but when I showed up she asked me to entertain the entire group of 50 kids with songs for half an hour.There was only one thing to do. For our first song, I picked a basic everyone knew and had a squadron of eight year ...
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| Crammed Organisms in St. Louis |
| 2008-06-12 01:31:00 |
Here's something for your calender - for anyone St. Louis area looking for some offbeat fun this weekend, go check out the Crammed Organisms show at Cranky Yellow, 2122 Cherokee Street.It's part of the biggest ever plush exhibition going on every weekend in June and I'm one of the many artists exhibiting. The show this weekend at Cranky Yellow is the second of four plush shows going on this month in St. Louis exhibiting my and other plush artists' stuff. They are showing my hook rabbit, frog Prince, Sasquatch and single parent alien. Unfortunately, I live way out here in L.A. and can't go but if anyone else wants to check it out, it's a total party. Here are the details:June 13th, 2008 @ Cranky Yellow - Opening 7-11 p.m.(2122 Cherokee Street! St. Louis, MO 63118) 100+ works of plushie...
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| Stranger Danger |
| 2008-06-11 22:14:00 |
According to the government websites, there is a registered sex offender living just one block from my house. There are three more who live surrounding the park I frequent. And less than a quarter of a mile away in the neighboring town, they are on almost every block. So it was finally time to burst my three year old's bubble and teach her about Stranger Danger. "What's a Stranger?" was her first question."Somebody that we don't know.""Oh. Well I can just introduce myself." We obviously had a lot to talk about.She was well primed for the discussion. A thief broke into our apartment garage a few weeks ago and she had to follow me around while I did my apartment management duties to get everything straighted out with the police and my tenants. Ever since when she gets into our car sh...
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| I've been scammed... |
| 2008-06-10 19:32:00 |
UPDATE:Thanks to a trusty anonymous commenter to this post, I've proven to be a sucker. A woman I know forwarded me the email about the e.l.f. going out of business thing and I had bought $30 worth of stuff 10 seconds later.Here's the snopes link debunking this:http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/nothing/elfcosmetics.aspI'm such a sucker. Here's hoping the makeup doesn't rot my face off...Have any of the rest of you ever fallen for a forwarded email scam? What was it and how much cash were you out?This was my original post...I have to spread the word on this - Neiman Marcus just bought the makeup line called e.l.f. but they don't want to sell the old product that says e.l.f. on the package so they are selling all the old product for $1. EVERYTHING for $1. This is incredible, high quality ma...
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| Late Night Scares |
| 2008-06-09 03:41:00 |
My husband doesn't like to watch horror/scary movies so I have to tivo them and watch them while he's gone or asleep. I had The Grudge tivoed today and couldn't wait for him to go sleep so I could indulge in a little scare fest. And now here I am, at 1:30 am and scared out of my brains. The movie turned out to be more scary than I had expected and after 2 hours of holding my breath and silently screaming (so as not to wake my oblivious family), I'm totally jacked up.Thank goodness for the other blessing of tivo, my three year old's favorite Playhouse Disney shows. Nothing to get the heebie jeebies of a scary movie out of your system like watching some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I'm ten minutes into the show right now and am trying to lose myself in the goofy escapades of Mickey and his g...
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| Office Memos |
| 2008-06-06 16:59:00 |
My poor husband Spike works and slaves for this family with little or no glory. I remember the days when I was stuck in front of a computer all day, dreaming of my half hour lunch break huddled in a back room with an energy bar and celeb gossip magazine. You couldn't pay me enough to do that again. But Spike has a good attitude about it.Today was one of those rare times when working in an office actually is like an episode of the t.v. show, The Office. Spike's law firm is on an upper floor of an office building that has a bank at ground level. A few minutes ago my darling Spike was working away at his desk when a memo came across his screen from the office manager. It read:If you're going to the bank this morning, please wait until we get an "all clear" fr...
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| Emergency! What's the Plan? |
| 2008-06-03 11:50:00 |
It's fire season in Southern California again. Plus, we are years overdue on the gigantic earthquake that is supposed to decimate Los Angeles. So when I got an email asking me to create an emergency plan for my family, I sat up and took note. A few years ago I asked my husband what the plan would be if we got hit with a major earthquake. "We'd go to my parents' house," he replied."Your parents live 700 miles away," I said."We'll walk."And that's been the extent of our plan up until now. But the State of California has put together a really cool site where you can go to assess your risk and create a detailed emergency plan for your family. Don't think you need to do this? Well just ask yourself if you and your partner both know the answer to these...
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| What a bunch of whiners! |
| 2008-06-02 14:47:00 |
Since you guys are never fully satisfied until I completely humiliate myself, here's a photo shoot from this morning of my luscious locks (see previous post). I'm booked for Milan on Friday.Cue the music, "I'm Too Sexy" and enjoy my hotness....
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| Mullet Mommy |
| 2008-06-02 00:23:00 |
Why don't I ever learn? I continue to commit the cardinal sins of hair cutting:1. Cutting my hair myself2. Late at night3. When I'm in a bad mood4. Attempting bangsTen days ago I decided to give myself a cute summer "do" so I took out the scissors. A few chunks here, some short, trendy bangs there, maybe another chunk here to balance out that chunk...shoot - are those bangs straight? A trim across the ears - no, not that much! The bangs are looking kind of short, maybe go shorter so it looks like it was on purpose?Half hour later, the final result was a mullet fiasco. I shrieked, ran to my three year old's dress up box, and found a huge, checkered scarf to wrap around the damage. Ten days later, that scarf has only come off for showers. If anyone has any great recommendations for ha...
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| Pretty or Smart? |
| 2008-05-29 11:46:00 |
So here's the deal. I'm simply nutzo for sewing. Allow me to illustrate. This is a picture of my very first plush creation in January (it's a manatee, awful, but a manatee no less):And this is the basset hound I made yesterday:It turns out that practice really does make perfect. I'm unstoppable. But that by no means implies that my life as I otherwise know it simply stopped the second I plugged in my sewing machine. For example, Pixie has been up to her usual foolishness. She's obsessed with her long hair and insists that it's her one, divine quality. I was attempting to straighten up her hair after a windblown day at the park and pushed her overgrown bangs behind her ear. "Mom, stop that! You're making me look like a short, little man!" I asked her what she meant. "Princesses a...
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| Dear Hollywood, |
| 2008-05-29 11:40:00 |
It has come to my attention that you are no longer updating your blog on a consistent basis. I fear this may have something to do with your recent foray into the "ugly-stuffed-creature" business.Whatever the case, I'd like to make a request: Will you please refer all your readers to ME? I've recently started increasing my blog output and am up to 6 times a week. Out of those 6 posts, at least 3 will be very funny, 2 will be mildly amusing, and 1 will probably make your eyes bleed. But regardless, they'll help people pass the day. (And isn't that what we all really want?)So if you could just turn your readers over to me, I'd appreciate it. Because I really do want to get rich and famous (moslyt rich) but I have NO sewing skills.Sincerely,Emily of actegratuit.blogspot.com...
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| *Cough* |
| 2008-05-02 09:12:00 |
My one year old Cher loves to imitate. Like most babies, she's tickled pink by fake coughing and we'll have long, coughing parties when she's feeling chummy. This morning I coughed in the kitchen and I heard Cher's delicate cough in return. I hammed it up and gave her a bigger cough. She reciprocated. Laughing, I faked a huge coughing fit while she went wild with her own coughing, rocking back and forth in her high chair. Then she suddenly stopped, her mouth hung open and her eyes started to water. With a gag, she spit up a huge chunk of blueberry pancake and then started screaming.Thanks goodness she got the pancake chunk out on her own. Oblivious me would have just laughed and made fun of her while she choked to death on my delicious pancakes. Then I'd have to put something awkwa...
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| Lucky Rabbit's Foot, Unlucky Rabbit |
| 2008-04-30 20:55:00 |
Any of you who grew up in the 80's probably owned a lucky rabbit's foot at one time or another. I know I always had one swinging from the zipper of my backpack and I loved to rub it during class, feeling the hard tendons and nubby toenails. It grossed me out a bit back then, and still grosses me out now. But I still love the things.Since we live in utterly p.c. times, you don't see rabbits' feet for sale anymore. Decorating with severed limbs is so passe. But I've been wanting to have one anyways so I went ahead and whipped one up for myself out of my fabric. It turned out pretty well and I got to thinking about all the poor, gimpy rabbits out there. Naturally I had to then make the rabbit as well.I got online to see what the deal was with lucky rabb...
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| Events of the Heart presents "You've Gotta have Heart" |
| 2008-04-29 11:09:00 |
Can I just say how cool I am? Really cool. Last night was my big poser event where I acted like a big shot and interviewed Brenda Strong about heart disease. It couldn't have gone better. First of all, the whole evening was like my wildest dream come true. It incorporated three of my favorite things in the world: fiber, glamor and schmoozing. Metamucil sponsored Events of the Heart in presenting the performance, "You've Gotta have Heart." Metamucil asked three local bloggers to attend, me, Liz from Everyday Goddess and Kristin from It's All Fun and Games. I had never met the other two before, but the three of us had a grand old time pretending like we were "somebodies" and got front seats at the performance. So in case anybody ever tells you that...
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| Call for Help! I Need Your Questions. |
| 2008-04-27 02:17:00 |
I was going to keep this as a surprise, but I actually need your help to prepare. On Monday I am doing a ten minute interview with actress Brenda Strong. Metamucil is sponsoring a swanky red carpet event attended by many well known actresses to raise money for heart disease education and I was asked along with two other L.A. bloggers to attend to up the publicity. Ms. Strong (from the t.v. drama Desperate Housewives) will be hosting the VIP reception before the actual event where I will have 10 minutes alone with her for an interview. I was told I could ask her anything I liked. Since the goal of the fund raising event is to educate women about the threat of heart disease, I should probably ask related questions but I thought it would be fun to com...
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| Attack of the Killer Apes |
| 2008-04-26 01:59:00 |
The gorillas aren't happy. You'd think with their new enclosure at the zoo that took over two years to make, they'd be thrilled with all the extra space and landscaping. You'd think a gorilla would appreciate the fact that he gets to live in sunny California and not have to deal with those Debbie Downer monsoons. But no, not our gorillas. My violin student reported to me that on her last trip to the zoo the gorillas were flinging poop at the visitors. This is no small task as the thick, glass viewing wall extends almost 15 feet but fling they did and her friend got a jumbo souvenir on her shoulder.But there is no fighting the urge on a beautiful Saturday with freshly dressed kids. You've just got to hit the zoo.The new gorilla enclosure houses six gorillas. Four females, one baby, a...
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| Ah, Girliness! |
| 2008-04-23 15:16:00 |
I've tried to shield my three year old from many of the horrors of womanhood. The stiff, patent leather church shoes, pantyhose, elaborate hair dos, but it's all for naught. She simply insists on being a martyr to her sex.I received a pack of little girl pantyhose (do people still call them that?) a few years ago and tucked them in the back of her dresser drawer. I refuse to wear them, and am definitely not going to make my poor daughters suffer in them either. But Pixie, being the girlie freak she is found the pack the other day and insists on wearing pantyhose 24 hours a day. She won't sleep unless she is swathed in her princess dresses and the pantyhose are squeezing the life out of her midsection.So what choice do I have to but go with it? There is an online shop called Little Pa...
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| Careless with the truth |
| 2008-04-21 22:56:00 |
This is Spike.So yesterday, we stuck Pixie and Cher in their room for a few minutes while we frantically cleaned the house for a party. When we finally released them, I noticed that Cher had some scratches on her back and was actually bleeding just a little bit. I asked Pixie what happened to Cher. Her reply: "Dad, I did not throw anything at Cher."Ha. I try not to laugh when she lies, because it won't be cute for long. Not once she learns how to make it convincing.P.S. Sorry no post from Hollywood. Apparently all her creativity is being sapped by fluffy whimsical creatures....
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| Your Name Here |
| 2008-04-10 00:45:00 |
I was party to a disgusting prank today. As much as it hurt my stomach to participate, in the end I found no alternative. Apparently, somebody thought Anthony deserved to be punished and I had little say in the matter. I was at Michael's craft store stocking up on supplies when I had the feeling a bathroom would be a good idea in the near future. A stock girl pointed me to the women's restroom. A one holer. The bathroom was pretty trashed and I contemplated asking one of the employees to clean it up first, but biology told me to just get it over with. Looking past the dirty toilet paper strewn all over the floor, I apprised the toilet. In harsh, black scars, the name "Anthony" had been etched on one side of the toilet seat. Woah now. This was not my battle. For all I knew, Anthony...
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| Pimpin' My Ride |
| 2008-04-03 11:39:00 |
I really don't understand how people can say that money doesn't buy happiness. Last week, the purchase of two items has made my life immeasureably more happy. The first was Spike's co-worker buying him this bumper sticker:Because my husband holds himself out to be "classy," I get to put it on my busted car instead of his. If the Republicans are for Voldemort, I'd have to guess that the front runner for the Democratic party is Simba, the Lion King.The second happy item was this gem I found last night at the counter of my local Blockbuster. A Dirk Nowitzki bobble head for my dashboard:Funny, I just can't remember that last time changing my kids' diapers made me as happy as this plastic Dirk does. At only $4.99, I'm happy. My dumpy 1996 Toyota is going to be the hottest thing on the L...
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| In Memory Of |
| 2008-03-26 23:42:00 |
The girls took a quiet moment at the Los Angeles Arboretum today to quietly ponder the lives of Salvador and Emma Lombardo. Were they or were they not worthy of this nice teak bench and would they mind having fruit snacks mashed all over their memorial? Some questions may never be answered....
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| Uh, this is awkward... |
| 2008-03-23 22:57:00 |
So here's the deal. I've been going through another one of those "I'm done blogging" phases. It takes so much mental energy to come up with something smart and interesting - mental energy that I could be using on maintaining my sanity as a mother. The past two weeks of not blogging have been great. I've really enjoyed not stressing over getting up a post every night and not running into my room to check comments every ten minutes. But at the end of the day, the fact remains: I have something to say. And a woman with something to say combined with an enthusiastic audience is an impossibly enticing combination for me.So fear not, my darling stalkers, I'm back. We've missed out on a lot of great content from the past two weeks but I'll get back on the horse and continue broadcasting my...
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| Fiddle Performance: Update |
| 2008-03-17 11:31:00 |
This is Spike.Hollywood performed Ashokan Farewell for an audience of about sixty people last night. I am happy to report that she nailed it. I am sure we'll be getting calls from talent agents any day now. You can book her for your wedding, your funeral, or other special occasions. Don't hesitate, though, her schedule is filing up fast....
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| Fiddle Practice: Ashokan Farewell |
| 2008-03-14 15:12:00 |
I've spent all morning trying to get ready for my performance on Sunday - I told a friend I knew how to play this song and now she expects me to do it for a group of about 40 people on Sunday. It's a fiddle piece by Jay Unger but I'm no fiddler. They say the only difference between a fiddler and violinist is the number of teeth they have. I've got full set of pearly whites so I'm going to have to fake it a bit. To prepare, I've been listening to fiddlers on YouTube and trying to figure out my own notes to make it sound authentic.It's not perfect yet, but I thought I'd record it for you guys to hear. It's one of my all time favorite pieces of music. Some of you may recognize it from Ken Burns' Civil War series on PBS. Enjoy the screeching: ...
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| Eliot Spitzer's Wife |
| 2008-03-13 23:18:00 |
This is Spike.Why, oh why, did Eliot Spitzer's wife stand up there on the stand with him when he admitted to the world that he is an adulterer and a john?I think the fact that he brought her up there to be humiliated with him shows what a selfish dog he is.What do you think? What would you have done?...
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| Eel Breath |
| 2008-03-11 11:29:00 |
I don't care if the Japanese gal behind the sushi counter gives you a smug look when you order California rolls.I don't care if you want to look cool by ordering something exotic, like say, the eel sushi.I don't care if it's slathered with delicious avocado slices.I don't care if you look away while picking it up so you don't have to be grossed out by the slimy, grey raw flesh you're about to eat.I don't care if you brush your teeth immediately afterwards to get the acrid taste out of your mouth.Eating eel sushi is never worth it. You think morning breath is bad? Try waking up with eel breath. The stuff is more potent than onions. Needless to say, next time I'll just suck it up and order my white-girl California rolls and smug Asian servers be damned....
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| They Made Me Eat Foie Gras! |
| 2008-03-07 23:43:00 |
Last fall, I was thrilled to be offered a chance to review restaurants once a week for a local online news publication. The editor said he wouldn't be able to pay me, but it would be a free dinner for me and my husband once a week at new and trendy restaurants in exchange for my write up. Our first dinner out was to a local French bistro where we were subjected to mushy figs, foie gras and pistachio pate. We were game, if not a little grossed out by the cold, organy taste of the goose liver. However, at the end of the meal I got stuck with a $110 bill. I called the editor on the spot but unable to get a hold of him, I simply paid the bill and planned to have the editor reimburse me. I called him the next morning. He was furious with the restaurant manager and promised to send me a c...
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| My Progress Report |
| 2008-03-06 19:37:00 |
I was in dire need of some feedback today as to my abilities as a mother. I put together a brief questionnaire for my three year old. Here's what we got:Do you think I'm a good mom?Uh huh.Why?Because you love me.What would you say some of my strengths are? What am I good at?You love to clean up.And what would you say some of my weaknesses are?You aren't strong enough to reach higher things.What do you think I could do better at?Working on a plane.Like an airplane?Yup.What are some of your favorite memories of me as a mother?You love to give me hugs.Thanks for the good report, Pixie! I'm feeling a ton better about my abilities. But I'll take the flight attendant advice into consideration next time you wet your bed....
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| A Frosty Remedy |
| 2008-03-04 23:21:00 |
Today was bad. Bad, bad, bad. My three year old peed on the carpet three times. I sewed for 8 hours trying to get through my pig, beaver and penguin orders, I couldn't smile at my husband for the life of me and my tenants wouldn't stop calling. At 7 pm I was falling asleep at the sewing machine and ready to hit the sack. As I got up and headed for my bedroom I remembered that I'm on a diet. Brilliant. That meant I could go off my diet. And we all know that's the best imaginable way to finish up a failed day.Hoping the Carb Gods weren't watching, I snuck to the kitchen and dumped all our remaining ice cream into a big bowl, poured melted Dove chocolate over the top and then topped it all off with a six inch tall tower of whipped cream. As I carried the bowl carefully to the couch, ...
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| A Sweatshop of One |
| 2008-03-03 23:57:00 |
Boy, oh boy, have I gotten in over my head! I went to a church talent show last weekend and decided to bring about 20 of my stuffed animals to display. Word got out that I sell them and I got swamped with kids trying to buy them. Feeling sorry for their parents, I told them that everything that night was only $20. I sold eight on the spot and got eight orders from kids for their own custom Flaky Friends (at $20 each dang it!). That means this week I've got all their orders to process plus four others that came in before Saturday making my stuffed animal habit officially annoying.I don't think there is any way to gracefully get out of this slave labor I've brought on myself. At $20 each, these animals are hardly worth it. It's taking me anywhere between 2 and 5 hours to make them, an...
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| How History is Made |
| 2008-03-02 20:08:00 |
When I was three years old, my mother started keeping a journal for me. At night, she'd come into my room with a book and a pen and ask me what I did that day and write down my response verbatim. That journal she kept for me is one of my most precious mementos of childhood. I told stories about playing with my siblings, snuggling with my dad and other sweet moments.With hopes of continuing this tradition with my own three year old, last week I started a journal for Pixie. It hasn't gone as smoothly as I'd hoped. First of all, almost everything she tells me to write down are blatant lies. In all her daily recaps, somehow going to the park with Dad and eating pancakes at McDonald's are worked in, regardless of what we really did. On the one hand I wish she'd be a little more true to t...
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| A Good Day to Jump |
| 2008-03-01 14:58:00 |
I should have seen the warning signs. It had seemed listless of late. Yesterday morning I could even smell urine on it. It should have been clear to me that it had stopped caring. But I was too wrapped up in my blog, my sewing, my all important life to notice what should have been obvious. And yesterday, it took the most desperate action of all, it's life. Pixie's purple baby blanket is no more.It was shaping up to be the perfect day. I was at Disneyland brunching with faboo friends on a fifth floor balcony of the Grand Californian Hotel. The sun had come out after weeks of gloom and the group of us were relaxing under an overgrown pergola eating chocolate cherry cake. For the afternoon, children were overfed in Africa, the ozone layer had never been thicker and George W. Bush cou...
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| My First and Last Blogger Lunch |
| 2008-02-29 10:11:00 |
Today is the day. My first official "blogger lunch," a physical meeting of local bloggers to get together and talk about how lame we are in person. Yes, I'm nervous. But not for the regular reasons. I'm pretty sure my hair will look fab and my conversational skills will be up to task, but it's the other factors that are making my eye lid twitch.1. Supposedly, I was the only person to respond to the invitation so it will just be me, the host, and a crew of her family. Or was I really the only person invited? Is this criminal targeting?2. I was convinced by the hostess to bring my children along although I'd already arranged alternate babysitting. Does she want to take out as many Flakes as possible?3. We are meeting ...
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| I Want, I Want, I Need, I Need! |
| 2008-02-26 23:55:00 |
I've been putting off making my official New Year's resolution because there are so many things I want to get done this year and I'm afraid that by focusing on just one, the rest will fall by the wayside. Which is better - doing kind of well on lots of things or really well on one thing? So I think I'm going to just have a list of New Year suggestions and I can flit between them as my mood sees fit and maybe accomplish something as opposed to be a big failure in one thing. Here's my list of goals:Make Fertile and Fabulous a real gag mag that I could mail out quarterly with contributing writers who have great senses of humor (any volunteers to write short pieces?)Turn Flaky Friends into a business (register it with the government and all that) and be able to write off my costs for suppli...
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