Monday, March 15, 2010
Really?
Thursday, March 11, 2010
ANTM
Tyra seemed a little more sedate than usual last night, except for the part where she made Mr. Jay lie down on the floor and she humped him like a stripper, demanding his sperm. Why do I watch this crap?!?
Ok so Angelea - ugh. Her nose ruins her face. Her attitude sucks as well.
Genevieve - pre-makeover, I didn't think she had the goods to compete. Post-makeover, she looked a lot better. I still don't like her attitude, though. It's all good to act tough, but if you're competing to become a model, it's not very conducive.
The girl with all of the piercings who didn't make it and cried piteously - seriously, what did you expect? Most modeling clients are not going to want someone with holes in her face. I get it hon, I really do - I pierced my tongue once. But even without studs, there's still holes that would have to be airbrushed, which = more money for postwork. Clients don't want that. You're in the wrong line of business.
Ahh ANTM, you are my favorite trainwreck.
On another note, I saw this on a resume today: "I am a detail, oriented person." Really?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Holy crap!
What is up with this - it's the celebrities in their late 20's (Heath Ledger) and 30's (Corey, Brittany Murphy, Boner) dying instead of the young pups. When is someone from the Twilight movie or 90210 going to die?
I blame McDonald's. Those of us in our 30's were raised to think fast food is ok, so we eat more of it. Our parents didn't know any better. The kids in their teens and 20's, their parents learned the damage that bad eating can do, so they grew up eating right and exercising. Great for them, bad for us!
Ok, well maybe drugs have something to do with it too.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Duncan's First Post

I say no, and I say no again, and I say good day! Stick that in your binky and suck it!
Aw, I's just kiddin'. I'm way cute, lookie:

Aw. I look just like my brother! That's good cuz he gets all the ladies. I have a girlfriend, her name is Miley. She so pretty! We're gonna get married when we're really old, like twenty.
So I rule da house and I run my mommy and daddy ragged. They just started putting me in my crib at night, which sucks ass becuz I want to be held all the time! Whassup with dat?!? So I wait til like 2 and then I cry and it's hilarious.
And I has a minion:

If I cry, he runs and gets me my binky. And he is helpful and tells Mommy, "Da baby's crying!" Is nice. He tries to feed me my bottle too but Mommy won't let him. He's a good minion.
Hey check me out!
I'm going to write about all sorts of crap now though, not just the kids (although I'm sure they will provide me with much consternation, and you with much merriment).
Be warned - I'm gonna cuss in this blog now. Just so you know.
So today I want to bitch about rude ass people in the skywalk. For those who don't know, I work in a downtown office, and park about 5 blocks away. There's a skywalk that goes from the parkade to my building, and this skywalk is connected via doors at various intervals.
Now, when I was pregnant, I was quite used to people slamming these doors in my face. But even if they didn't slam the door, they sure didn't hold it for me either. Folks, it's NOT considered polite to go storming around someone (who, incidentally, may or may not be walking slowly due to a watermelon in the belly), thrust open the next door, then give it a limp-wristed push as you go through it. That's not cool. In fact, most times I had to bring up an arm so the door didn't hit me in the fetus. Thanks. I'm sure your mommy is proud of you.
This morning, I was heavily laden coming from my car with various vittles of Monday goodness: laptop, purse, pump, six-pack of soda, milk, etc. I was pulling my little cart behind me. This asshole in a 3-piece suit storms around me, opens the door that's RIGHT in front of me, then just goes through it. Didn't even do the limp wristed push. !!! Seriously, dude? That's the way you want to play it?
I hope he gets the clap.
When did people stop holding doors for others? I always do it. If I'm in the skywalk and the person behind me is within 5 feet, I hold the damn door. Is everyone so busy that they can't take ten seconds to wait for someone else? If I ever find out that my boys don't hold doors for people, I'll blister their behinds.
Don't EVEN get me started on when you hold the door for someone, and there's someone else coming up behind them, and THAT person just churns right through the door (with or without a "thank you"), and there's ANOTHER person that chugs through, then ANOTHER, and you're standing there like a doofus because you don't want to be rude and shut the door in someone's face. If it were me coming through the door that someone was holding, I would thank them and take over the door holding for the next person. Then that person could hold it for the next person, and so on. This happened to me when I was pregnant (getting stuck holding the door for umpteen million people passing through) and my body language was that of someone who was getting quite annoyed with it all, and people would give me a sympathetic look and still go through the door. Um, really?
Courtesy seems to be gasping its last breath in our country.
Friday, February 27, 2009
February 2009 Pictures
I'm sorry about not writing more lately. Ian has been growing like a weed but not doing too much that is exciting :)
I think they came out pretty well.
Also here are the pictures from last weekend. We went to Davenport and had lunch at the Machine Shed restaurant (yum!) and then we went to the Vander Veer Nature Conservatory. I love it there - they have a greenhouse with flowers year-round. It was Ian's first visit, and he ran around like a crazy person. He really liked it!
Then he fell in a mud puddle and, for some strange reason, Uncle Jeff wouldn't pick him up after that. Bwuh? I wonder what's up with that, Uncle Jeff!
We have been having a bit of a time with our day care provider. She has done a good job, but it's too far out of my way to take Ian there and drop him off at 7:30, and make it to work by 8. So I've been looking for someone else. We had a great recommendation for a gal named Sue, but she doesn't have any openings until May (aww!)
Yesterday, I met a very nice lady named April, and her husband Luke. They live on Bever Avenue. It would be pretty darn convenient for me to drop Ian off there on my way to work - it would save me at least 15 minutes of my commute (such as it is). I liked them and Ian seemed to get along well with their 2 1/2 year old son, so they are a real possibility. Jon and I will make a decision this weekend.
Not much else is going on for the Spains :) Waiting patiently for spring!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
In Which I Has a Girlfriend
It's Britney!
She's so pretty. I like me some Britney. Every time her song comes on the telly, I gotta stop and check her out.
Anyways, what else. Oh last week, Mama made me laugh so hard, I had milk comin' out of my nose. That wasn't cool, y'all.
Mama submitted my picture to the Most Beautiful Baby 2009 contest on Regis & Kelly. But you know what - they were s'posed to put my picture on their website thingy and they haven't done it! I dunno if they will. I'm so cute, I don't know why they don't. I'll have to go sling a dirty didie at 'em or somethin'. Rude!
Yesterday at day care that mean little boy Colin, I took his toy and he pushed me, y'all! What's up with that, yo? I wanted his toy so's I took it but he no should push me. Anyways, I hit my head a lil' bit and cried lots. Poor me! So's I have some scratches today:
But I is ok. I'm gonna sling a dirty didie at Colin tomorrow tho'.
My favorite toys right now are my Elmo Chair:

Tigger goes with me everywhere. He's so awesome! I loves my Tigger.
So like I gotta go and stuff. But I leave you with this thought-provoking discourse on the nature of male children:

Until later peeps! Holla!