OH NO!

Everyone knows how pro-Obama I was during the election. And this? Well, I don't have words quite yet, but it concerns me. I'm just sayin'. Have a lookie and let me know what you think.

SUNSHINE LOVE

Okay, first off I just need to get something off my chest. Here goes:

I really, really, really sometimes wish I was one of those bloggers who could write short, funny, intriguing posts. Well, that's just not me. And as much as I wish, and hope it was, it's just not. My posts and my writing in general tends to be really wordy. And lengthy. And can seem somewhat like I'm just rambling. Which I guess, I just might be. And well, I'm sorry about that. I wish I could write differently, but I can't. I'm not sure if this is because I talk to two people about superheros and princesses all day, or if I just have a lot bottled up inside me, but either way, I realize it's kind of annoying. I'm working on it. But brace yourself friends, this is gonna be a long one.


This topic, is well, so close to my heart, I just don't even know where to begin. Music. I love it. And I need it daily. Music is such an amazing art form to me. The way people can put their thoughts and words to music has always intrigued me.

I didn't necessarily grow up in a very musical family per say, but there was always music in the home. I mean, my Dad plays the accordion, but I've only heard him play a few times. And my mom doesn't play any instrument, but she can sing nicely. I'm not sure if it's because she didn't really learn to play an instrument or what, but she insisted, or MADE us rather, learn to play the piano. Which, when I was a child, I absolutely HATED. All that darn practicing. Ugg. Couldn't my mother see I would much rather be outside playing kick the can, than counting notes and struggling through arrangements? And don't let me even get started on all the lying I did surrounding that darn piano. I mean, my mom must have known. Was it really possible that every time she went out I did my practising? I can remember fighting with my brothers about it. Who's turn it was to get to say they did their practicing while she was out. Just. So. Wrong. But I loathed it. All that stupid practicing! I finally quit when I was in junior high. I guess she figured since I could play most of the hymns then I was good.

Both my Mom and my Dad loved music and we always had it playing in our house, and in the car. I grew up on James Taylor, Simon & Garfunkel, John Denver and Anne Murray. With two older brothers though, I also grew up on Tupac, Run DMC, and pretty much all the 90's rap that was out there. My oldest brother was known for his extensive CD collection. One of the biggest at his high school. Unfortunately, my room was right above his, so I pretty much lived and breathed rap music. I think this must be why I kinda have this strange love for hip hop and rap, whereas most people I know hate it.

One of the things I just love about music is the way it can serve almost as a backdrop in your life. There are so many different songs that when I hear them, take me right back to a certain time in my life. Even sometimes a specific moment in time.

Take Thugs N' Harmony's wonderful little song Wake Up for instance. My brother Dave, I kid you not, set this CD as his alarm every single morning his entire senior year. Every morning I would wake up to that ridiculous song. "Wake up, Wake up, it's the first of the month." Ugg. I could shoot myself!!

Or how about Blind Melon's It's no rain? This takes me right back to my first real kiss ever. Good old Lee. He loved Blind Melon. And that song was super popular at the time. The summer after 7th grade. Gotta love it. Every time I hear it, I think of him.

Indio Girls? Immediately think of Lake Powell. We would jam to this the whole way down and the entire week we were there.

Or how about Smashing Pumpkin's 1979? One Friday night when I was in high school a bunch of my friends had rented out some rooms downtown at Little America. I don't remember much, if anything about that night, except for that Jeremy Lyman was there. And he had just bought this new car. And by new I mean, new to him. It was some 1970's boat, and he took me and a bunch of my friends on a ride. I have no idea who was there, i just remember sitting in the back seat, with all the windows in the car down, hair blowing in the wind, with the speakers blaring the Pumpkin's 1979. It was then that for some reason Jeremy went the wrong way down a one-way street. We were screaming our heads off at him, because of all the cars coming straight at us. I thought I was going to die. I'm laughing just remembering it. We were so scarred. And all the while Smashing Pumpkins was jamming in the background.

Take Dave Mathews Band. There are a few of their songs that just hold so much emotion for me. They are so dear to me, that I almost don't really even feel comfortable sharing which ones. But they will always mean Hubs to me. Too many lazy days spent sluffing over at his house on the water bed.

And Simon & Garfunkel's I am a rock? This will always mean family to me. It's been a long-standing joke in our family, that although I love music, I'm not so great at hearing the lyrics. And I don't really care. I just sing it like I hear it. So, all growing up when the song says, "I am a rock, I am an island." I thought it said, "I am a rock, I am an awe---some rock!" In fact, I still sing it that way if I hear it come on. Even at my wedding my brothers intentionally put this song on the mix and sang it wrong just for me.


So yeah, music. It really is the backdrop of my life. That's why today, after a specifically intense spinning class full of Lady Gaga and other ass pushing songs, it was a nice reprieve during the cool down to hear a song that I haven't heard in a really long time. And that I absolutely love. And represents and means so much for me. That song?

Here Comes The Sun by the Beatles.

Okay, I guess I need to say something really quick. For those of you who know me well, or are a regular reader know of my absolute LOVE and NEED for the sun. I have self-diagnosed SADD, and just crave the sun. I am that person that has every blind and window wide open. I always think it's funny when I drive down the street and everyone has their blinds and shades pulled in the day. I so just don't get that. In fact I would rather be awakened by the sun than anything else. This is why I love summer. Long days. The sun rises early and sets late. I honestly think there might be some sort of secret chemical in the sun that my body just needs. Like maybe vitamin D. I just need loads of it. And so, I must see it everyday or else I just get sad and depressed. It's very strange and weird, I know, but it's me.


Anyhoo, as I was listening to the wonderfullness that is the song "Here Comes the Sun", it made me think of all the other brilliant tunes out there devoted to the word sun. And well, I thought today, with the officially start of summer, that I might share some of those lovelies. I hope you are having a fabulous day. And that this warm weather is warming your soul like it is mine. It's like I slowly start to come alive as the sun makes it's debut each spring. I literally turn into a different person in the summer. I want to get out of the house. I want to go on walks, go to the pool, go up the canyon to roast mallows and dogs. I want to be out, basking in it's awesomeness. So, here's to you sun!! Welcome home. Welcome home.

Here Comes The Sun - Beatles



That leads me right into:

You are My Sunshine - When I was looking for a video to post with this song, I came upon this one. And I am such sucker for people proclaiming their love through video and music. Enjoy!




Next up: Len, If You Steal My Sunshine. Most of you are probably thinking to yourselves, Who?
Sure, they are a one-hit-wonder, and the video is horribly cheesy, but the song is as catchy as ever, and is in most of mix playlists. I mean, scooters? Really? The option to embed this song has been disabled, so you are gonna have to click here, to listen to it in all it's glory.

Fallen Sunshine by Matt Costa & Jack Johnson






Want to continue in this little fun sunshine roadtrip? Then please check out these:

Walking on Sunshine

Sun is Shining - Bob Marley

Sunshine On My Shoulder - John Denver

Sunshine - Mos Def

Good Day Sunshine - Paul McCartney

Sunshine Of Your Love - Jimi Hendrix

and last but certainly not least, You Are The Sunshine Of My Life - Stevie Wonder


Well, I hope you enjoyed my trip down memory lane. I've loved sharing a little bit of sunshine with you today. Hope you all have a fantastic Memorial Day weekend filled with entirely too much sunshine!

CRAFTY SHMAFTY

Saw this cute flutter top tutorial on Sew Mama Sew! and I think I just might try to make it. Doesn't look too difficult. Plus, the fabric combinations are endless. Oh, just think of the fun. . . .

TUESDAY'S TIP: SUMMER FUN

Well, it's beginning to feel more and more like summer around here. What with the ridiculously hot days, school ending for Thing 1 this week, and swimming lessons starting up, it sure does feel like we are in the swing of things. There are a few things that signify summer to me. The warm summer evenings spent BBQ-ing, Bob's Brain Freezes at least weekly, swimming everyday and a few more that I thought I'd highlight. Check em out if you'd like.


First off:

Starting Monday June 22 and going through August 3 from 6-8 p.m. Red Butte Garden will be having performances, entertainment, crafts and activities. Rates are $24 for 2 adults and 4 kids, regular garden admission rates (if there is fewer of ya), or FREE for those with memberships.

• June 22 - Salt Lake Scots (bagpipers). You know we will definitely be to this one. Just so hubs can say "Piper down" in his best Scottish accent.
• June 29 - Bollywood Dance Club
• July 6 - Ko Ngati Hiona - Maori music & Dance.
• July 13 - Death Cab for Cutie is having a concert. Might be fun to just go and let the kids play and listen to the tunes for free.
• July 20 - Kenshin - Taiko Drums, Japanese. Really excited for this one too.
• July 27 - Eastern Arts - dance & music.
• August 3 - Morning star - Native American dance and Music

I'm really excited for these, and am even more pleased with myself for getting the yearly membership. Can't think of a more fabulous way to spend family night then basking in some enriching music and dance.

Next:

This years farmers market starts June 13th and runs through October 17th. Open 8 a.m.- 1 p.m. We go quite frequently during the summer for fresh organic veggies, and since our kids are early risers, we get there when it opens. It's a lot less crowded which means easier parking and more elbow room.

And last but certainly not least:

Millcreek Movie Nights. The first one is coming up quickly.

• June 5th Kung Fu Panda Canyon Rim Park. Movie starts at dusk. You know we will be rocking this one since this is my very favorite animated movie ever. Robin Hood is a close second, but KFP pulled ahead this past year.
• June 12th Mama Mia Evergreen Park. Again, movie starts at dusk.
  
  

THE BRIGHT SPOT IN AN OTHERWISE CRAPPY DAY

Tonight I can't decide which is funnier. The season finale of SNL with host Will Ferrell, or Hubs trying to tivo through it. Not knowing if it's a real commercial or an SNL short. Nope, went to far, have to go back. Watching real commercials for way longer than necessary cause really, you never know, and watching him get frustrated about it.

Ahhhhh. Good times. Good times.

MY SO-CALLED LIFE

• Okay, first off. There are no pictures to go with this post. I understand if you want to immediately go and hit next blog. I get it. They will probably have pics. I will not. If you decide to stay, don't comment about me not having pics. Just accept it.

• Where was I? Oh yes, My so-called life. Remember that TV show back in the nineties? I loved it. It was only on the air for maybe like half a season, but what a season it was. Actually, to be honest, I don't remember a lot of it. Mostly just coveting Claire Dane's hair and Jared Leto. Not necessarily in that order. But really it was hard not to love Claire's teen angst when I was currently experiencing my own teen angst. I believe I was a sophomore. The only reason I remember this is that there was this girl in my class who loved the show so much that when she heard it was being cancelled she made up a petition to have people sign to save the show. At the time I didn't sign it, cause well, frankly I was a teenager and cared to much about what people thought of me. But I can also remember feeling a kinship with this girl. Someone else who loves the drama of television as much as me. I always have. And ever since reality tv and Tivo, honestly, it's gotten much worse. But this time of the year? The end of season finale time? My love for TV goes to a whole new level. Am I proud of this? No. It just is. Believe me, I've tried to go without TV. But I just can't. So sue me. I figure since I don't watch "live" tv anymore, I'm saving tons of time and since I only watch until after the kids are in bed, that it is sorta somehow justified. The only show I can watch live anymore is The Food Network. More specifically Paula Deen's Home Cooking. Just something about her southern drawl and massive use of heavy cream and butter that just soothes my soul. But alas, I digress. Let's get on to the goods.

• Okey, dokey. Before I begin, I probably should warn you that I'm feeling a bit strange at the moment. Not sure if it's the fever I'm rockin' or the heavy cold meds, but yes, this post will be odd. Just go with it. Let's start with the Biggest Loser. Oh man what a show. I just love it. However I also love to watch it while eating sugary sweet tangy taffy. I just think the taffy makes the show better. I know it's wrong, and I kinda feel guilty when Bob comes on with his little tips about healthy eating. But that is what Tivo is for, right? So, it's no secret that I wanted TARA to win. Really bad. I even wore a "GO TARA" shirt the night of the finale (see I told you I was crazy). But my shirt magic didn't help. That whiny little butt face Helen had to win. Eww. Just saying her name makes me want to vomit. Who sends their fat kid home, so they can stay and get skinny. Boo to you Helen. Boo. Okay, moving along. How fantastic did Mike look? I know I've said before that he doesn't deserve to win, simply cause he kept saying he was going to, but I would like to now retract that statement. Ever since Kris opened my eyes to the fact that heck, this is the first time he's ever been skinny in his whole life and he deserves to be a little cocky, I've agreed. Great job Mike. But the shocker of the finale was definitely Jerry. Who is this guy? Comes to the ranch for one week, faints, goes home and looses like 147 pounds!!! That is insane. I thought it was funny how he kept pumping his fist in the air. And it looked like his dentures were going to fall out at any moment. Congrats Jerry.

• Moving right along. . . LOST. Holy guacamole. My head is still spinning. Let's just take it from the top. Okay so the thing that eerks me the most is we've been hearing about this bloody Jacob for 4 seasons now. And he finally makes an entrance. And a very odd, verry creepy entrance at that. But don't get too attached friends, cause by the end, he is toast. Burnt toast. I did get the feeling though each time he visited one of our beloved losties he almost ushered them to the island. As if it was their destiny. Did you notice that he also touched or passed them each an item? Creepy! Glad to know that Hurley isn't crazy. He is still my fav. Kinda want to read O'Conner's book Everything That Rises Must Converge that Jacob was reading in the ep now. But wait on hold a minute, only the best thing ever also happened in the ep, Rose and Bernard are back!!! Yippy skippy! I'm so glad they are not lost. Just enjoying their little bungalow by the beach. Love how they said, that most people work all their lives for a little shack by the beach. And they have it. Very appropos Rose. Okay who was that guy in the beginning? Wearing all dark? While Jacob was wearing all white. This ep seemed a little "Narnia" influenced if you will.
  Alot of religious mumbo-jumbo underlying this show. And just who in the sam-heck is inside of Locke? Smoke Monster? Ahhh, I must now go and take an advil. My head hurts.

• Next Up? Greys Anatomy. can't say I really love this show. it's just eh for me. But I was kinda sad to see Isobel and George die, although I kinda saw it coming since I heard that they were both being let out of their contracts. This is all I have.

• Just can't wait for the Survivor season finale tonight. I really hope JT wins. They were silly to vote off coach. He was the perfect person to take to the end. On a side note here. I really wish Hubs would try out for Survivor. He would totally win. He is wicked smart, seen every episode of Man Vs. Wild, and ain't too bad on the eyes. ;) His only problem I can foresee is the fact that he doesn't do well without food. Kinda turns into a grump. But then again, who doesn't? Next time you see Hubs, please encourage this. I think it would be fantastic to have him win a million dollars.

• Okay, well I think that is about it for this novel tonight. I am sure there are other shows to blog about, but since I feel like I got run over by a truck I think I will go relax. Oh, and p.s. who gets two flat tires in one day? I did break a mirror last week, and I'm starting to worry that my seven years has decided to start today. I hope to high heaven that your Sabbath is going better than mine. Cheers!

CONFESSIONS OF A FOUR AND A HALF YEAR OLD

Yesterday as we were getting ready for Grandma's graduation and dressing up in our Sunday Best Thing 1 says to me: "Mom, is tomorrow Sunday?

Me: You betcha!

Him: Mom, I have something to tell you. I don't really like Sundays the day very much. I like Sundae's the ice cream a lot better.


Amen brother. Amen.

ART FAIR

So, my very favorite little girls clothing line, Matilda Jane, is having their "Art Fair" clothing sale this weekend and I thought I'd share this little fabulous secret with you, cause frankly you rock. Very rarely does Matilda Jane ever sell their clothes online. Usually you have to buy it at a trunk show. But this weekend (today, tomorrow and till 11 pm EST on Sunday ) you can purchase till your hearts delight. Since it is Art Fair, all sales are final. Be warned, it is the cutest clothing you will ever find for little girls. But the sizes do run a bit big. They do have a bit of boy clothing under the heading "Mighty Acorns". And of course, a few bits and pieces for us ladies.

They will be adding more stuff throughout the weekend, so be sure to check back. I was reading the owners blog today and she said they had 18GB of traffic in the first hour. Yeah, that doesn't mean anything to me either. But she said that they placed 1,100 orders in the first 35 minutes. Crazy right?! I think it's funny, cause most of Thing 2's closet is MJ, and I love it with a passion, but I didn't realize so many other people do as well. I guess since they so rarely sell stuff online, people buy it up in bulk, and then sell the clothing for almost twice as much on ebay. I'll have to remember that when she grows out of her MJ stuff. Yesterday when I was browsing the inventory they had so much stuff. Today after I got back from running errands, they had about a third of what they had this morning. Insane!!

Okay, well that is all for now. Hope you are all having a fabulous weekend!

CONGRATS!

Well, it's official. My Hubs is now a son of a preacher. My beautiful, smart mother-in-law just graduated with her Masters of Divinity. You know what that means. She's officially a preacher. And that makes Hubs, the son of a preacher. So in honor of her graduation, I thought I'd post this little vid. I think it is so groovy. Love the beehive, the vest, the spider lashes and sleeves for days.

Just listening puts me in a smooth late-sixties type of groove. Congrats Marijke! You've worked hard and we look forward to listening to you get your preach on!

Sing it Dusty!

TEN WORDS

Here are ten words that I hope you never have to wake up to. . .

Thing 1 to his sister: "Let's go show mom your new haircut I gave you!!"



Uh, what!?!


Um yeah. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not much of a morning person. But pretty much as soon as I heard those words I was very much awake. I jumped out of bed and went running to see the aftermath. All I could think was my brother is going to kill me. Thing 2 has to walk down the aisle as a flower girl in no less than a month.

So, I'm screaming like a mad woman running out to the kitchen. I think I scared the pants off of Thing 1. He just looked at me like I was slightly crazy (which I might have been).

Me (said very sternly): Where is your sister?

Him: Over there.

Me (again with the stern-ness): Did you cut her hair?

Him: Yes.

Me (blood pressure rising): Where are the scissors?

Him: Right here.

Me: Where?

Him: Right here on my hand. I used my finger scissors.



Holy Crap people. Talk about almost having a heart attack.


Then I preceded to hide all the scissors in the entire house just in case Thing 1 has any more urges to play barber shop.

MOTHERS DAY MIRACLE

Well, I hope you all had a fabulous Mother's Day. I sure did. It all started off very nicely with me being able to sleep in till almost 10:00 a.m. !!! I honestly didn't think it was possible. I heard Hubs get up with the kids around 6:30, smiled to myself cause I knew my stars had all aligned (late church, no plans, etc) and today was the day to sleep. And sleep I did. I honestly don't think I have slept that late in six years!!! I was hoping for about 8 or 9 if I got lucky. And it felt absolutely fantastic to sleep till 10. And honestly I could have kept right on sleeping until noon, but when I cracked one eye open to check the time and saw that it was 9:50, and we were due to be somewhere at 10, I decided to roll out of bed. And the best thing was, Hubs knew we had to be there at ten, but he still just let me sleep, knowing we'd be late. I'm sure he knew I would have given him the death stare if he'd have waken me before I was ready, but also I'm sure he did it out of the kindness of his mother-loving heart. Thanks Hubs!

Then, I meandered slowly downstairs where Hubs was keeping the children hostage so I could sleep and was immediately trampled with hugs and a huge screaming Thing 2. Course she was screaming "Happy Birthday Mommy!" Close. Well, it's all the same in her book I suppose. Then we went upstairs to open only the most fabulous, thoughtful gift ever.

If you know me in real-life you would know that I come up with a million-dollar idea at least on a weekly basis. Honestly. Ask my family. Some of my ideas are just eh. But some, some are money-makers. Like the double-stuffed Oreo. Yeah, that was my idea first. Way before it came out. Told you I was a money-maker. Anyhoo, this latest idea Mar & I have brewin' is sure to be a hit and we've been working really hard on getting our proto-type made and perfected. The only problem with starting a new business is actually doing all the legal government mumbo jumbo. And that is just the part I hate. So, what did my fabulous Hubs do? He went out and started a L.L.C. for me. Complete with a tax ID so I can get my wholesale license and start buying crap for cheap. Seriously? Best gift ever right? I just love how thoughtful he is.

Then we got everyone showered, went to my MIL's house for a little breakfast (which was extra-delish) then headed out to church. (okay, a little side note here. Can I just say how much I love the late church? 1 p.m. rocks. Course I don't have a little one who naps through that time period anymore, so that's not a problem, which definitely helps.) Church was great because I was able to see Thing 1 sing, well, not really sing, more like stand there and look cute while the other primary kids sang. He kept looking over at me and grinning. Cutest thing ever! Then in Sunday school I got to hold a 7 week-old baby. And it was just precious. And I was happy when it was time to give it back. And in RS, I didn't have to conduct, or teach or anything. So that was nice.

Then, after church we went to dinner out at my bro and sis-in-law's house. It was absolutely scrumptious. But the cookies my sis makes for desert? To. Die. For. Her chocolate chip cookies are honestly my favorite things ever. For my birthday that is all I'm asking for. Some of her cookies. Now there is a business I should start. Go Sally!

Then because we stayed a little later than we should have out at my bro's house, the kids were extra-exhausted. It was past bedtime for sure. And just as my cute Thing 1 was nodding off, he says, "Mom, I hope you had a happy Mother's day." And then he fell fast asleep. Really now, what more could a mother ask for?


A perfect day complete with sleep, thoughtful gifts, good food, a little worship, babies, chocolate chip cookies, and my own soundly-sleeping children. Thanks everyone who made my Mom's day the bomb. You rock.

IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS. . .

You know the catchy little tune by the Bare Naked Ladies? (One of the best concerts I've ever been too by the way) Well, If I had a million dollars this is what I would request for mothers day.

I mean, just look at it. It is a Genuine Stella scooter. Isn't she purdy? I quite like the blue, or. . .

the avocado green. Either would do. But I have to say I appreciate the white walls that come on the avocado color. But one thing is for certain. I wouldn't be able to just get the Stella alone. Heck no. I would also request the side car as well. See below.

I mean, really, a million dollars. We could splurge on the side car. It is the perfect mothers day gift. Take just the scooter out on your own, and have a little alone time. Or, hook up the sidecar bad boy, helmet up the kiddos, stop for a sugary delight (a.k.a. Slurpee) and head to the park. What could be better?

Oh man. If I had a million dollars.

If you had a million what would you request this mothers day?

P. S. No pressure Hubs, no pressure. The number two item on my mothers day dream list is something that doesn't require even a penny. That would be me sleeping in until like 8 or 9 or 10. Well, really, I'm pretty sure I can't sleep past 8, but it sure will be fun to try. Oh, and if any of you suckers call my house Sunday morning, so help me. . .

Happy Mothers Day Y'all!!!

FOR ALL YOU LOSTIES OUT THERE

This made me chuckle. Out loud. Hope you are all enjoying your weekend!

PURE RANDOMNESS

Okay so here are my random thoughts for this lovely Friday.

• Did you know that No Doubt is getting back together? This is fantastic news. I absolutely loved their album Tragic Kingdom. I love how they incorporate rock and ska. We just don't hear enough Ska anymore. Remember when No Doubt used to be all about the ska? Yes, I do love them. And I'm happy about their reunion.

You can check out their first time performing live together since they have reunited. They did an oldie but a goodie. Spiderwebs. Check it out if you'd like.

• Swine Flu. Also known as the H1V1 flu virus. Okay, where to even begin. First off people, stop freaking out. Remember Sars? Remember West Nile? Yeah, just a distant memory of another media driven, fear based "possible pandemic". Sure people died from both of these viruses, but probably not more than all the people who fall out of their beds at night and die. Really now. Let's not freak out until those tests come back positive.

• Okay, no where in my little rant above did I say to travel to Mexico. Did I? Cause that would be really silly. But my little brother must like silly, cause as of yesterday he traveled right directly into the belly of the beast. Mexico City. Yeah, I always knew he was a bit crazy. Just know this, when he comes back, I'm staying far away, until the incubation period of that crazy flu is long gone. Next. . .
  

• Mar & I have been working on this great idea that is going to make us millionaires! Well, at least hopefully will make us enough money to help start our new business. I just love our idea, and how it is shaping up. As soon as we are a little further along, we will unveil the brilliance right here. Stay tuned.
  
  
  

• Felicity. Okay, if you are a reader you know that I loved that show. It had a great run. And whenever I happen to catch it on cable I like to sit and watch, just cause I loved that whole Ben/Noel/Felicity triangle too much. Well, the other night I had this dream, and I was living in the Loft that Sean rented on the show while they were attending NYU. You know the one. Brick walls, hardwood floors, huge open floor plan, loft bedroom, and the seethru fridge. Complete and total awesomeness. He let Ben live there and his girlfriend? Remember? Yeah, I wish secretly that I could live in a place like that. That was an awesome dream. No, unfortunately Ben wasn't there. Just me and my Hubby and kids. But we loved it there. And the kids thought the see-thru fridge was the bomb.
  
  
  

• Every time my kids sit down to watch Yo Gabba Gabba! I find myself oddly jealous of DJ Lance. This is a bad picture, cause the guy has the skinniest legs ever. I wish I had the skinniest legs ever. His orange jump suit looks fantastic on him.
  
  

• Lost. Okay, where to even begin. How about not with this week's episode but the one from three weeks ago since I forgot to blog about it. Oops. And then they had that lame "special" episode which was just a re-cap ep. Which I loathe. Okay so, stay with me. Three weeks ago's ep. Here goes. These are my random thoughts. Randomness within randomness. Equals awesomeness.

1. Loved that this episode centered around Miles. So creepy that he can talk with dead people. Love that he is the Dharma dude's son. I so called that on the first ep he was on. Booyeah.
2. Loved the interaction between Hurley and Miles. Mostly cause Hurley's my fav, and Miles is just so blunt and dry. Love that.
3. The writers are really stepping it up this season with the one-liners. Best line of the episode comes from Hurley. "The Ewoks suck, dude." Hurley I agree, but Jar Jar Binks was pretty bad too. Also good line from Hurley, "Maybe he will let you hold baby you. . ."
4. The guy that kidnapped Miles was on the plane too that crashed on the island. creeeepy.
5. Is that Jon Gosselin?
6. Still very confused about the dual-existing people on the island. Miles as a baby and an adult. Ben as a kid and as an adult. Very odd. Very kooky. Very Lost.
7. Faraday is BAAAACK!!!!

Okay as for Wednesday's ep:

1. Daniel Faraday is the original time traveler. "Doc" from Back to The Future's got nothin on him.
2. Daniel's mom is crazy Eloise, and his dad is even crazier Widmore. I think we all kinda figured this out. This means Penny and Daniel are at least half siblings. That's cool.
3. Eloise can see the future. This would be fine except for Lost futures are confusing. Can she see the future pasts?
4. Why would Penny leave little Charlie with a nurse? I swear. Will these people never learn?
5. Loved when Daniel was young and his mother told him that he couldn't play the piano anymore cause he had other things to do. And he says, "I'll MAKE time." Very apropos.
6. Okay, can we finally talk about the re-occurring "sucky parents" theme that Lost has going on? John Locke-Dad missing until he used him and them pushed him out a window. Faraday-- Um, we've discussed this one. Eloise is just a bit controlling and bossy. Widmore seems rather snide. Penny--I don't think they have mentioned her mother, but Widmore is definitely creepy and they are no longer speaking with one another. Sun--her dad was a crook and very shady. Sawyer--Dad wasn't around, and mother was killed. Kate-- step dad was abusive. Mother was the key witness in her murder trial. Jack & Claire--Alcoholic father. Miles--thought his dad was dead, now he knows better. Plus his Dad listens to Country music. I could go on and on. I think you get the idea though. All the Losties parental units pretty much are worthless. I wonder how this will play out in the end.
7. Apparently this is no longer the last season. Not sure how I feel about this. Was kinda looking forward to some answers and closure, but I do love Wednesdays purely thanks to Lost, so, hmmm. The jury is still out on this one.
8. Okay, crazy thought here, but what if Desmond and Penny's son Charlie, really is the same "Charlie"? That would be wacko and totally Lost-like.
9. Could Daniel be Jacob?
10. Hmmm. Can we discuss this whole Sawyer/Juliet/Kate/Jack love triangle? It sucks. I hate Sawyer and Juliet together. What a jealous hussy. It's just a nickname. Jack just bugs me now, and Kate, well I just can't get past the scrunchie.
11. Loved the Twitchy nickname. Classic. "Welcome to the party Twitchy, cupcakes are on the counter."
12. Just love the whole ironic twist of the title. Yes they are lost, and frankly, so am I.

Hope you all enjoyed my randomness.