Monday, February 23, 2009
Does anyone else think this is funny besides me?
Anyway, I need to catch up on my movie watching. Slumdog Millionaire KILLED tonight. Haven't seen it yet. Other Oscar-worthies I'd like to see: Rachel Getting Married, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, The Reader, Revolutionary Road, Milk, Frost Nixon and Doubt.
I have seen Changeling, The Duchess, Wall-E and a few others. I liked all of them, so maybe those Oscar people do know what they are talking about.. I guess I'll find out and report back.
Here is Jackson, working the Bass. (He is set up in Corey's room. Their sound booth, if you will.)
Mark in the basement. He also has keyboard tracks on the album. (pardon the washer in back.)
I had to take the opportunity to post a "mommy and me" picture. Our dates are so rare these days between my work schedule and hers, so I really wanted the chance to post one of us. Love you mama!
He really hates it when I do this, but he's a good sport. : )
Congrats, honey! I knew you'd be just fine!
He started 4 10's this week and it has really hit him hard. He has to be at work by 6 just to get checked in. Glad we celebrated last week. We'd have to hit the early bird special at Shoney's if we had waited, he's going to bed so early! He gets Friday off now, so that's a definite plus!
It was just another Saturday night at home.... until Courtney showed up with her bottle of Jack Daniels. We were bored and Corey had asked her the previous week to give him a haircut. (He had gotten some new clippers for Christmas.) So we figured why not? Her mom cuts hair. Her sister cuts hair. It must be in her DNA somewhere, right? The video is pretty short and a bit blurry. (The camera man had been nipping out the bottle a little as well.)
Well, it turned out a little short. Poor Corey has been wearing a toboggan. Can you blame him?
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
After a lovely dinner of Duck rolls at Beth's, Mark and I came home to settle in for the night. I got my phone out to check and see if Holly had called me, as she had been en route to Georgia today, to say that she had made it safely there. I did have a missed call, but it wasn't from her.
My grandfather had called, and he left me a voice mail. He never calls me. The call was from his cell phone. Even more strange. My heart stopped for a moment. I get the nerve to check the voicemail. It went something like this:
"Your mother cleaned the floors and did the wash today. She was busy all day long. She worked very hard. She ate a lot of cake. I took a nap and when I woke up she was in the kitchen floor. She said she was dizzy. I made her use grandmothers' walker to get to the bedroom. She also said she took her nighttime medicine. Just thought you should know. Bye."
Dear God. Please let me be dreaming. What kind of message is that? I call my grandfather's cell phone back. (An oddity in itself.) He answered and told me the same story again. I asked where my mom was now and he said "She's sleeping."
I asked him if he thought I should come up and he said, "No, I think I was just a little excited when I left the message. I think she will be fine, but you can come sleep on the sofa if you want to."
What to do? I told him to go check on her again while I discussed meds with Mark. Mark thinks it's just the "nighttime medicine" doing it's job. His actual words were, I believe she's having an Ambien Trip. He also said that sleep walking and dizziness are side effects of Ambien. Poor mama. Cant sleep with the meds, can't sleep without them. anyway, I called him back again and he said she was fine and still sleeping. Hopefully that is all there will be to this story.
Except for the fact that I am still worried and now I can't sleep.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Which brings me to my next point. Am I a slacker too? Are they talking shit about me when I leave the room? If they are, it's only to make sure I fit in, because I am definitely the one doing all the work, which disqualifies me as a slacker. Ugh. That is so off putting.
Monday, February 9, 2009
In an effort to be a stellar best friend, I spent the night with Courtney at her parents house on Saturday because she was looking after their dog while they took her grandparents back to South Carolina. She didn't want to stay in the big house alone, and has granted me this favor several times when Mark was out gigging, so I really couldn't turn her down. The tricky part was we still have three puppies at home and we couldn't leave them alone. Mark was going to have to stay behind this time.
I hate spending the night away from him. Even if I am in my own bed, it's still not the same. I miss curling my feet around his, preparing myself for sleep; curling into "my nook" with his arm cradled around me, but most of all, I miss his smell. It's the signature of my sleep, and I do not fare well in a nocturnal state without it. I have gotten far too used to, or spoiled, if you will, by his scent.
Nothing comes close to it. It's the essence of him, or maybe of us, that lulls me to sleep every night. Scent is a powerful thing. It makes us comfortable. I never got comfortable on those 700 count sheets, in the queen size bed that night. Not even with the 12 pillows I had tucked around me for "fake" support. I missed Mark and nothing was going to make me feel better.
I came home early Sunday morning. The first thing I did? Curled up on his lap while he was playing video games and took a nap. I breathed in his scent and drifted happily off to la la land...
1. The freakishly warm weather, but technically its only been warm yesterday and today
2. Rereading some old favorites: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn
3. The small boom in Massage Business
4. The idea that spring is just around the corner
5. Tanning- always makes me feel good.
6. Saving Abel- Addicted: it's vaguely dirty
7. Liam Neeson in "Taken"
8. Grey's Anatomy. It's finally getting interesting again.
9. My favorite pair of old jeans. They almost have holes in the knees.
10. Homemade Double Chocolate Brownies with Icing. Mmmmm...
What are you enjoying?
Thursday, February 5, 2009
We were supposed to get a bunch of snow about 3 times this week, and I have only seen flurries. Nothings laying on the ground and school has been called off. WTF? Sure, sure I get it. Being out of school is fun, and I am sure some back roads had icy spots, but with all this buzz about snow, you'd think we would have gotten some accumulation already. Jeez.
All I've gotten from our imaginary snow is really dry skin, chapped face and lips, and 6 dogs who would rather be inside tearing paper off the roll in the bathroom and stringing it about the house like someone put crack in their kibble.
Is it spring yet? I am actually looking forward to allergy season.
No, I hate imaginary snow.
Monday, February 2, 2009
* Honorable Mention: Budweiser: Show Off
6. Bridgestone: Mr and Mrs Potato Head
5. Cheetos: Pigeons: Give Daddy a kiss
4. Pepsi: I'm Good!
3. Doritos: Luck Ran Out
2. Bud Light: Swedish Conan
1. Doritos: Free chips, but no Promotion.
*This one isn't really funny, just cute. Love those Clydesdale's! There's another one with Clydesdale's about Daisy and the Circus, if you are a lover of these beauties, like me.