Honey, What's For Dinner?

I walked into the kitchen the other night and became concerned that Supreme Leader had converted us to cannibalism again. Or, she'd gone all zombie Julia Child.


Turns out it was just a watermelon and not a brain.


Heh, did I say 'cannibalism again?' I just meant cannibalism. Silly me.

Could You Just, I Don't Know, Climb Into My Mouth?

I had plans tonight. Once I got the kids to bed I was going to grab my moleskine and my newest book and go sit out under the gazebo and enjoy the evening with a glass of wine. Or two. Ish. But first I had to get the youngest to bed first because they're still sleeping in their box and can't go in at the same time or they'll never go to sleep. Oldest and I started watching A Year In The Life of JK Rowling. Youngest went out pretty quick so Oldest went down right away, but now I was into the show. Then it ends but I'm in that catatonic state where mind and remote are one. Once I pulled myself out of that it was too dark to go outside and read or write so then I planted my ass in front of the computer where I had absolutely no inspiration to write anything at all. Then I found this dinosaur picture.

I still don't have any inspiration, but I do have a cool picture.



I'm not even doing this right.

Dear Wife,

Thank you for having patience where I have none. And for having crazy dreams that wake you up in the middle of the night so you have nothing better to do than sit at the computer trying to figure out how to retrieve all of our photos from the back up drive that wouldn't let them go. Your hard work and ability not to hit things that don't work are inspiring.

Thank you,
Worthless Husband



T. rex pic via planet tampon

HBSB: Where Have You Been!?

Boys night out.

Random Tuesday: Ceci n'est pas une lune

Because Canada is a bi-lingual nation.


You'll either get that or you won't.



Holy Hannah Banana, Batman! Has it really been two weeks since I've done a Random Tuesday? No, has it? I'm not really sure. Whatever, let's roll.

My Mom got in a car accident this weekend. She was waiting to make a left and a lady in an SUV pulling a U-Haul rear ended her. After hitting Mom and pushing her car forward, the SUV pulled a hard right to keep out of oncoming traffic and messed up the car's front end as well. Just cause my Mom has that kind of luck. Oh, and On-Star, why did my Mom have to push the button and get ahold of you?


The lovely Miss Grace got this over the weekend. How cool is that? If I didn't already have my back done...


Stop squinting. It's from this.


Geeze louise, it's like I need Cole's notes.

When Supreme Leader left for work yesterday, Connor was upstairs. He blew her a kiss and told her, "a thousand hearts are coming out of my kiss." He's good. He's very good.

Ten songs iTunes played while writing this:

Oh, wait, there weren't any. GIVE ME BACK MY DATA, BACK UP DRIVE!!!

No, no, I'm good. Really. Go on over to Keely's. Enjoy the carnage.


PS. My Mom is fine. Sure it may take the kids awhile to get used to her bionic head, but they're young, they adapt well.

The Bitch Is Back

And it's a damn good thing. All that time away from the computer had me productive and acting like a responsible parent. Thanks to Ineptitude Is Us jackass useless wtf-am-I-paying-you-for computer store we were without for two weeks. TWO WEEKS! It was like being back in the stone age or something. I felt like Laura Ingalls minus the flowery dress and that bitch Nellie. And being the middle of summer I didn't even have TV to fall back on. WTH? It's all Amazing Dancing Race with my Biggest Loser Brother: Guantanamo Bay.

Seriously. My house hasn't been this clean in... forever. My yard work is done. Like done done. Aside from cutting the lawn there's nothing left to do. I read books, and I wrote a lot. I "built" a gazebo and furniture. I finished stripping the wallpaper in my bedroom and can start painting now. It was terrible. Thank goodness my Mac is back and I can go back to ignoring everything.

Here's a pic of the kids inside the gazebo torturing the fish.


They love the new "tent," but not as much as they love their new bedroom the "tent" came in.


Sadly, while my computer is back and squeaky fast again, my evil back up hard drive will not let go of my saved stuff. Dear Bastard hard drive, can I pretty please with sugar on top have my iTunes and 3000 photos back? I know it's still there, I can see all the used up space. Please? Pleeeeeeeease?

HBSB: I'm Not Dead Yet

Ok, so I lied about taking the week off. I can't link right now so go hit the HBSB button on the side bar. Come see if Petra actually got my email saying I'd do it this week or if I'm going to look like a fool. That was a freebee.

I'm All Outta Love, I'm So Lost Without You...

It's Monday and I'm still computerless. Apparently the shop I took it to has sent my Mac straight to Steve Jobs for repair. While I do appreciate their efforts and all, I'd REALLY LIKE MY COMPUTER BACK!!! Sigh. Patience, young Padawan. On the bright side, I'm getting a hell of a lot done around the house. Right now I'm sitting under my brand new gazebo I just built on my sun deck. And by built I mean assembled from pre-fabricated segments built in the People's Republic of China. Xie xie*

Anyway, I just wanted to thank everybody for still stopping by even though I haven't been visiting in return. I'm having to use my iPod for everything, and while it is cool to be able to get full internet on it, it gets old fast. And what the hell is with the batteries on these things? Granted it's a technological wonder, but it eats more power than my house. Sorry, tangent. Also, just to let you know, if you did comment last week, I emailed you back. Unfortunately, gmail on my iPod doesn't show me who isn't set up to receive emails back on their comments and who is like my regular gmail. So, if you didn't hear from me, it's you. And that's too bad, cause I was funny.

Anyway, if I don't get that thing back tomorrow or my fantasy of them dropping it and having to give me a new one doesn't pan out I'll be taking the week off. But I'll miss you terribly. Especially you. That's right, you.


*Thank you in Mandarin. Phonetically, like 'shay shay' except nothing like that at all.