Drug Lords and Bodily Functions

Some of you might find this disappointing but for a while there, I was very hooked on the game Drug Lord 2 in which one must sell as many drugs and amass as much money as possible.

Also at that time, I worked in an office where I had a teeny bit of extra time on my hands and almost zero accountability. So I played this game at work sometimes.

One thing to remember while playing games like this is that it's good not to shout things at your computer screen because they can be grossly misunderstood by co workers.

Imagine hearing this coming from my office at top volume one morning: "AWW MAN!!! My mom stole my stash to make brownies with AGAIN!!!"

It's a little like how I once had a gallery of bodily functions set up as my sound scheme. Ya. Occasionally embarassing, but mostly just funny.

Well - you know - in a 15 year old sort of way funny.

Eeny Meeny Miney Mo

Eeny Meeny Chip Ma Heeny
Oo Ga Gumbalini
Ochee Pochee Liberace
Out Goes YOU!!

Does anyone else remember this one?? In my school it was a more hip version of the Catch A Tiger By His Toe way of deciding who goes first in a game of marbles, or who gets to be the first in line at lunch or who gets to have the last cookie.

In 4th grade or whevever it was, I worked hard to memorize it because I thought it was SUPER cool.
But to tell you the truth I don't know if I ever got it right.

Vivaldi on Crack With Bed Head

The other day driving home from Mason, I heard something that could only be described as Vivaldi's Four Seasons On Crack. Totally weird.
I tried being open minded about it and I listened to the whole thing. It never grew on me.

In other news, Mocha is still addicted to the TV. Her habit is starting to affect us all. She now gets up on the entertainment center almost any time the TV is on and hogs the screen. Sometimes if we turn it off she meows and whines to have it turned back on, and if we turn on the stereo she also stares at the screen to see if anything starts up. She's pretty entertaining.

This morning, in all my bed headed glory, I decided at the last minute to bundle Sam up and run to Target for diapers. I figured oh well, no one will see me. I'll just wear a hat. And then, I totally forgot about the hat and the bed head. We went to Target. Zoom! Zoom! - did the shopping and got back in the car, then I thought it would be great fun to walk with Sam in the Mall. He likes it and they have a great kids play area. So there I was among all these yuppy moms all skinny and cute and with their matching socks and styled hair and suddenly I remembered my bed head.

OOPS!!! Ok, so I know I said in an earlier post that I don't normally worry about what I look like. But I didn't mean that I like to purposely go around with my hair boingy and sticky uppy all over. This is embarassing. However, I remembered my wise friend once saying "Hey, my kid has a dry diaper, is fed and is reasonably clean. I'm still a rock star, even if I look like a homeless person!"

I think I should get that on a T Shirt.

Snubbed

Mr. Hobbes lets us know we are definitely not very interesting.

Shady Characters

It was Comedy Central around here yesterday as I discovered that Sam thinks it's hilarious when I put the shades up or down.

So I did that for about 20 minutes... anything to make him laugh!

Sam's a Creeper now. But he doesn't creep me out. He has been scooting backward for some time but today started creeping forward more than just a little skootch.

My lazy days are over. He'll be crawling any minute now. I feel happy for him, but a little scared for me! haha

Speaking of Creeping, (which we were) This last year definitely did NOT creep by. I would say the only time that crept for me was the time between having the C-Section and getting to hold Sam. That felt like days, even though it was only hours. AFter that, time just has flown right on by!

Happy New Year! - Or, as I sometimes like to say: Yappy Hew Near!