July 8, 2010
Well, I guess I’m a “stage mom” now!
This picture garnered my sweet little Moxie cat the opportunity to be in a video for a national publication! So guess what that means? BATH TIME FOR KITTY THIS WEEKEND! She doesn’t really like baths, but she allows me to bathe her. So I’ll fluff her all up, make her smell nice, and hopefully that will translate into a nice, polite kitty. Our call time is Monday at 10. Right in the middle of her morning snooze fest. Assuming this goes well, hopefully she’ll come out of there with the same size ego she already has. Lord knows she doesn’t need to think she’s any cuter than what she already thinks! And God help me if there are demands for homemade cat food, freshly grown catnip or a silver food dish. Let’s keep it in check kitten!
I’m sure by this time on Monday, I’ll have more to tell you about what this is. All I know is that it’s a segment on tips for cat owners. Stay tuned!!
June 22, 2010
with James Intveld, Pine St., Long Beach
In 2008, hubby & I went to see Mike Ness (Social Distortion) play at a local club. He was great. Really, really great. But I kind of expected that. I’d seen him do a song with the Stray Cats earlier in the year and really liked his stage presence (plus I like his music). But what blew me away was the opener. Some guy named James Intveld.
I looked him up online before we went and he was a mix of old-school rockabilly, blues, country, and a bit of gospel. He’s been around, but I’d never heard of him. He was AMAZING. I was sucked right in. He was a top-notch performer and sounded amazing. I’m not sure I took my eyes off him the entire time! Luckily, hubby liked him too. (I kinda doubt he thought he was as sexy as I did though!) We waited after the show and bought his latest CD, Have Faith, and had him sign it. (He was one of the nicest musicians I’ve met, and I’ve met a few pros.) And vowed that we’d do what it took to see him any time he was around. We also went in search of his other music as money permitted.
The most adorable dancing couple ever.
As expected, he did not disappoint! Long Beach was a lot of fun. We were able to get close to the stage, though the dancers took over right in front. All ages came to watch, from toddlers to seniors. And…. drumroll…. we waited after the show and I got my picture with him! He’s so warm – you can tell by the way he leans in for photos. Plus, I picked up a logo sweatshirt for only $5! It was the very last one they had. One of the best $7 investments I’ve ever made ($5 sweatshirt & $2 parking).
Sunday was Father’s Day and we learned JI brought his dad to the show. He told us his “pops” was his inspiration for getting into music! Dad got up and sang a song, and gave two encores! It was the sweetest thing! His mom was there too, and his parents hit the dance floor. It was so cool to see him so proud to play for his parents. The weather hit somewhere in the 80’s with a nice breeze, but since we were in mid-day sun, hubby & I both got burnt. I’m still feeling the pain! (next up, peeling – yuck!) It was worth it though – the sets were even different which was awesome.
I really love his music, and am amazed by how talented he is. Not only does he have a great voice, but it seems as if he can play any instrument known to man. Just read the liner notes in his cd’s – you’ll see. If you like music, sample his here.
May 25, 2010
Yippee! I got new dishes!
My mother-in-law asked what I wanted for my birthday (in March) and I told her that I wanted to replace a few bowls from my (hand-me-down) corelle set. Trouble is, the pattern has been discontinued probably longer than I have been alive. However, the outlet stores usually have open stock pieces that will match. She couldn’t find any over the last couple months.
She realized, perhaps with a tidbit from my sister-in-law, that I never actually picked the dishes. They came with the marriage. And since there was “service” for about 4,000, I couldn’t justify getting rid of it (plus the fact that the set had belonged to her mother, who unfortunately passed away in her early 50’s). Besides, I can’t complain about something that was free, and perfectly fine. So she asked if I’d like to pick out a new set? OMG YES!!! The idea was to go to the outlet store about 2 hours away, but it seems the corelle store left that mall. That left one nearly 3 hours away. Well, for the money savings, that much driving didn’t seem to be worth the trouble. Off to Wal-mart, K-Mart, Kohls and any other place we could think of.
After spending a day zig zagging around the county, I settled on this set. We also picked up some open stock pieces like a square serving bowl, a round one, a few soup/pasta bowls and a funny rectangular flat dish. Oh and a couple platters too. (Note to self – must pick up more platters before fall holidays.) Why platters you ask? Because a big ass dinner plate just won’t hold all the food at special occasions! lol
We packed up the old stuff (except my cat’s breakfast saucers) and it was then that I realized she had an ulterior motive. There’s a man at her church that her daughter has befriended. Evidently, he has been divorced for many years and was laid off from is banking job some time ago. He made dinner for my sister-in-law, but didn’t have any dishes. Well, that’s an exaggeration. Dinner was for three people and he had only two plates. He ate off a pie plate. My MIL wants to give him the old set. In a way it surprises me because of the sentimental value. I’m all for it. I suppose she thought about it and realized that it won’t do anyone any good in a box in the garage – why not give it to this guy who cooks?
I’m happy to know that they’re going to a good home, and I’m really excited for my new set! Hubby doesn’t get why I’m excited, but hey, who cares?
May 20, 2010
I have a tendency to be repetitive. I like to eat the same things, often several days running. I guess you could say that I’m both a creature of habit, and can be somewhat obsessive.
I like quick & easy in the morning. Not because I have to scurry off to work, or have some crazy busy life. It’s because it takes about two hours before I’m fully functional and can even consider picking up something even remotely sharp. I’ve been on yogurt kicks, cereal kicks, and even eggs. (Now, working with fire is pushing it!) My latest obsession is with granola. Specifically Special K. It’s soooo good. And because the fine folks associated with Smart Source included a coupon for almond milk a couple of weeks ago, I decided to give that a try too.
Based on my experiences with soy milk, I decided to start with Vanilla. It’s good – fairly sweet, but good. The granola isn’t that sweet, so it’s a nice way to change it up.
This combo is just so good. Heaven in a bowl. If hubby weren’t around, I’d eat it for dinner too. But he’s not a breakfast guy and he really takes exception when I have cereal for anything but breakfast. Weirdo.
What’s your favorite breakfast combo?
May 15, 2010
Another goodie that has made my life much easier are these fancy numbers:
Contain your joy! (And please ignore all the crap on my counter.)
Gone are the days of searching for a lid to match the Tupperware you’ve already dumped your leftovers into! Also gone are the days of trying to figure out how much that old sour cream container actually holds. I’m proud to say that I only have a couple other plastic containers (some of the fruit/veggie type with the air circulation and a couple of sizes that didn’t come with the set).
Really, I love this set not just for the ease in storing them. They fit in my fridge well amidst all the beverages hubby must keep cold. (I mean really, who needs 18 different types of beer cold?) The lids secure well, which is really good since I drop just about everything. As long as the lid’s on it, I’m safe. Also, they seems immune to that weird white gunk that comes from the micro and dishwasher. They show water spots, but hey – that just proves I washed ’em, right?
Who is the lucky beneficiary of my old (but new looking for the most part) containers? My dear Mother In Law. Over the years, she’s bestowed many gifts things on me. Many were too good to throw out, but she just didn’t want them anymore. Turnabout is fair play, yes? Since she’s the one that usually cooks the giant holiday meals, and sends everyone away with their own giant holiday meals for the next week, she needs containers she can give away. (Or so I told myself.) Besides, she has two kitchens. (Two homes, really, but having two kitchens sounds more deserving!) I could tell she was less than thrilled, but couldn’t come up with a good reason to say no. Besides, I dropped them off to her other home after picking up the mail. That would be the trip I make about every two weeks that sucks a half a tank of gas. But that’s another story.Thanks Rubbermaid, for containing my containers!
May 14, 2010
Wow! I'm blushing.
After a mere three months of writing dabbling with this blog, I have been bestowed an award! Yep – ‘lil ole me. (I can’t believe it either!)
Thank you Izziedarling from The Whatever Factor! (Hear the trumpets and applause in the background?)
The rules of the award are to share seven fun facts about you, and select 15 fellow bloggers to receive the award. I hope I do these answers justice!
- I was born blond and blue eyed. I didn’t know that until last weekend. I wore blue contacts in school and it made my eyes emerald. Obviously fake, but dumb high school boys didn’t know that.
- I was a Mariner. (Most people know Sea Scouts. Mariners are the girl version.) Some brave soul took 10 teenage girls under their wing and trained us how to run a boat. We “sailed” (wasn’t a sailboat) from the SF Bay, under the Golden Gate, through Susuin Bay and up to Sacramento on a 15 foot boat. (I never once got sick – oh the joys of being a teenager.) Now I throw up from motion sickness. Rough plane rides, being on a boat – even a cruise ship, riding passenger in a car on a semi-winding road, and anything that goes in circles gets me. So – You! – don’t make me dizzy!
- My grandfather has stuff in the Smithsonian. When I took my first trip without family in 6th grade to Washington DC, we stopped to look at his stuff. Somehow, I doubt I will ever get anything in the Smithsonian. Oh well.
- I have been to no less than 10 Bluegrass Festivals. I hated every single one of them, except on Sunday morning when they would sing gospel. At that point, I had no religious influence. I just thought it all sounded pretty. I blame these festivals for my present-day hatred of steel guitar, but love of country music. Go figure.
- My best friend in high school and I took her dad’s yellow Pantera out one day while we cut school. We got caught with it in the driveway. She was on the hood and another friend was backing it in. We got away with it because she said we chickened out at the end of the driveway. Her dad was a Juvenile Hall officer. Little did he know – we were pretty much hellions, but nothing that bad ever happened.
- I would never survive off the land in Hawaii, or any place tropical. I hate pineapple, fresh mango, coconut, poi, kiwi, and just about any other tropical or non-mainstream fruit you can think of. Yes, I know poi is not a fruit. It’s still gnarly.
- I have snuck into the drive-in’s in the trunk of a 67 Cadillac. My boyfriend jumped the fence, and my best friend was in the trunk with me. That left her boyfriend to drive in. He looked kinda creepy, so I’m sure that’s why he didn’t get questioned. Those were the days!
- And in case #3 doesn’t count since it’s really not about me, I’ll do one more. We used to pile as many people into the Caddy as we could and go driving. One night, I ended up laying across the laps of our friends in the back seat, with the one closest to the rear passenger door screaming (through San Francisco) “A nickel for your pickle!” You didn’t have to be in SF in the 60’s to have some strange fun!
Now, to pass the torch. Please forgive me if you’ve already received this! In the random order that is my life:
- Living Dilbert
- In pursuit of Marth Points
- A Peine For Your Thoughts
- Plane Janer’s Journey
- Seth Godin
- Yes I Am Bitching
- The Bloggess
- Eat, Drink & Be Merry
- Eat to Live, Live to Run
- Healthy San Diego Living
- Fix It or Deal
- Live life. Addicted.
- Queen of Quirky