Chuck E. Cheese Sucks Ass

Yes, the big furry mouse sucks ass. Not literally of course, that would be a lawsuit in the works... But the entire establishment is my enemy today. I took the kids to a birthday party, yes another birthday party, it's enless. This one was for...wait for it...my Grandpa's girlfriend's son's daughter. She's sorta family, right? No. But she is cute, and rich. She also LOVES Lauren and says she's her best friend in the WHOLE world.

Anyway, the party was in Vancouver, so it took me 45 minutes to get there. We sang a bunch of gay mouse related songs, ate a lot of pizza, ate cake that was originally in the shape of a dinosaur, played some Skee Ball and left. It was 3:30 by then, and we were lucky enough to hit all the good traffic on the way home. I can honestly say I saw every single person who lives in the Vancouver/Portland area today. They were all on I-5 South.

We are home now, thank God...I feel like I'm going to pass out, so I need to get up and move or I will. Good day.

PS. Any ideas on what the "E" stands for in Chuck E. Cheese?

PPS. Since Kara insists there are millions of people reading my blog every day, or 8 at least, I expect you all to come to my PartyLite party tomorrow night.

PPSS. There is no PPSS.

Nutmeg! Nutmeg? Don't Be Ridiculous!

I just made the most disgusting dinner ever made, in the history of dinners. I can't blame myself too much, since it was a recipe, but I should have known not to put nutmeg in fettuccine alfredo. The recipe called for it, and I'm a law abiding citizen, so...

My kids won't touch it. I can't finish it and Josh hasn't even gotten home yet. I thought about tossing his portion, but I really want to see if he likes it. He just might...*fingers crossed*...but I highly doubt it. Looks like he's getting leftover manicotti from last night. (Which was really good, *Sarah, take a bow*)

Unrelated, we watched Word Play last night. It's a documentary about the National Crossword Championship. It was fabulous. The whole movie, I was dying for a crossword to do. I went online and found one, but it's not the same without that newspaper smell and the pen. Yes, a pen. As we learned last night, that makes me some sort of elitist. Ha! I just hate pencils. I also never actually finish the crossword.

So this morning, after dropping Lauren off at school, I stopped at the little news stand at the corner and bought a paper. I was seriously desperate to get out of my car with my glasses and unwashed hair in a really messy bun to get my paper. If you know me and my issues with my hair and my ugly night goggles (glasses), you get this.

Off to solve my puzzle. Yeah, right... I'm so stuck.

Vincent & the Crickets

It sounds like a really cool band doesn't it?

It isn't a band, \Vincent is our new frog. Emily and Jon got him for the kids. He's a chubby frog. I'm serious, that's what Petco calls him. He is very cute.

However...he eats crickets. Or rather, he's supposed to eat crickets. We put them in his aquarium and he just sits there in all his chubby frog glory and lets them chirp all freakin' day long. I HATE crickets now. There's one in particular, I'll call him Dan. Dan is a real A-Hole. He hasn't shut up in two days. I keep yelling, from various places in the house, "shut up you stupid cricket". The kids think it's hilarious. I assure you, it's not hilarious. I'm losing my mind.

We've been stuck in our house (yeah, with the crickets) since Monday evening. There has been no school, so the kids are a little on the rambunctious side. I keep threatening them, they don't listen. They just keep jumping off the couches and giggling incessantly. Ugh, this is why we have schools.

We did go to a movie today though. We saw "Night at the Museum". It was surprisingly funny. I love Owen Wilson and Ben Stiller. I really want to go a museum now. I'm sure it would be a let down since none of the exhibits would really come to life. A girl can dream can't she?

I'm going to go commit some insect murder now. Good day.

Happy New Year!

I think I'm dying. I couldn't sleep last night because I could have sworn my throat was closing up. It started at about 3pm yesterday and progressively got worse as the night went on. By about 5 this morning, I was standing in my kitchen with a bag of cough drops, waiting to die. I'm kidding of course, but I was freaking out a tad. I still don't know what's going on. I don't have a fever or any other symptoms. My throat has given up on me, that's all.

Speaking of pipes being clogged...okay, that was a stretch...but really. Our dishwasher has been sucking more and more each day since about a year ago. We thought it was just a cheap piece of crap and there was nothing we could do about it. We priced new ones and basically resigned to spending about $450 for a stinkin' dishwasher. Weeellll.... last night Josh took it apart. I guess he figures if we're going to dump it anyway, no harm in breaking it, right? He found some little black piece of plastic shoved inside the hose. Yep, he fixed the dishwasher. Hurray! No more hand washing! Woo hoo!! And for any of you who are thinking, "get over it, I hand wash my dishes and don't have a dishwasher..." YOU aren't washing dishes for this family of pigs.

Anyway, we had a wonderful Christmas and New Year. We spent Christmas Eve with Josh's family and had the prime rib dinner of dreams. Christmas morning we got to surprise the kids with bikes. They were also pretty jazzed about the carrots that the reindeer (I) chewed up and spit out all over the front step. We then headed over to my parents' house for our annual gift fiasco. It was great. Lots of inspired gifts this year, including the trip from my mom and dad for the whole fam. They're taking us to a GIANT house in Washington in June. It's on the Puget Sound and looks like a fantastic time. Can't wait!

We left the day after Christmas to go to Sunriver with Josh's family and some friends of the family. It was relaxing and beautiful & Tina (Josh's mom) cooked some awesome food. I gained 3 lbs. Damn.

We got back on the 30th and spent the day doing laundry. The next morning, I got to visit my new cousin in the hospital. I won't go into all the details because this post is already long enough. Check Sarah and Rob's blog to the right. Long story short, the baby Jack is the most beautiful and cute baby I've seen in a LONG time. I can't wait to nuzzle him some more.

New Years was spent at Heidi and Stefan's. As always, it was a blast. We had some beer, some more beer and then some beer. At midnight, we had some champagne. Then we had some more beer. Next year it's been decided that we will just have some Miller High Life, the Champagne of Beers instead. No one likes cheap champagne anyway. We played darts until 2 am and somewhere in the middle of everything, Josh and Stefan saved some crazy hispanic girls and a baby from being attacked by a carful of drunk chicks. It was definitely entertaining.

Cheers!