Ya know
10 Apr 2007 6 Comments
in Getting to know me, Just Stuff, Links
That’s not a sentence.
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Conversation overheard
So, what
I just ya know what I mean
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No I have no idea what you mean – because you didn’t say anything
That was a coversation (the parts between dots) overheard between 2 cashiers in a store. I say you know what I mean. But I usually say something before hand
I can’t think of an example at the moment as my brain doesn’t work – you know what I mean
(See what I did there, tricked ya)
Weekend wrap up again
09 Apr 2007 1 Comment
in Entertainment Links, Getting to know me, Kid Stuff
We went to the circus on Sunday. Ringling Bros. Barnum & Bailey It was a Bellobration. Bello is the most amazing clown, acrobat whatever he is that I have ever seen. The other clowns were scary, I think. Ok not scary as much as creepy, but Bello, amazing.
I think it was a good circus. The boys enjoyed it. So did my parents.
See, my parents started taking NE when he was like 3 or so. No parents allowed. Well, no non grandparents allowed. So it was me, my parents, my sister and NE. We go every year. This year, sister wasn’t allowed to go. Since the Princess is around. So I drove to NY Saturday morning, hung out at the rents house and Sunday we went to The Theatre at Madison Square Garden to watch Bellobration.
The show starts pretty much the same way. The Ringmaster comes out, says stuff, The Star Spangled Banner gets sung. Then Bello comes up on the screen and tries to get out. He can’t, he tries, he can’t. The Ringmaster gets annoyed and starts the show without Bello. Then something happens and Bello comes out of the screen. Ok not really but the lights go down, their is a big explosion, firework like lights come on AND THERE’S BELLO. Once the big explosion happened we had a little freak out with a certain 2 1/2 year old who doesn’t like loud noises. She cried and cried and hugged me and freaked out. I took her out and she calmed down. I asked her if she wanted to go back in – commence freaking out. Calming down. Princess, we have to go and get your coat and diaper bag, can we go back in. Uh huh
So back I go. And freaking out is commenced. But she sees Grandma and is ok. Until Grandma attempts to take her out of my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist like a vice. So we got her stuff and left. I mean really left. We left the Garden. Luckily Brother and SIL live close so we walked to their house and she played with them. I took a little (10) minute nap and the Princess thought I was pretending (it’s a game) so she got in my face and yelled WAKE UP RACHEL. So I did. You try staying asleep when a short person is yelling in your face. So I pick her up and kiss her lots and lots as is my right as her aunt. Then she looked at me with her cute little face and her tiny little nose and her high little voice and said
Where’s Bello?
Ok, brat Princess you were freaking out. A LOT and made us leave.
We went out to brunch after the circus. We met the parents and boys at a resturant and it was good. Then I drove me and the Princess home. She was so tired she was asleep before 7th Ave. We got in the car at 9th ave.
I am free next weekend. Thank goodness. NE is in a chess tornament. He is 8. His chess teacher says he is really good. No matter how he does I am quite proud of him. I can’t play chess. He also kicks ass in Rummy 500.
Good luck Big man. Stop growing up. I don’t like it. Stay my little nephew who is the oldest and then LN and the Princess won’t grow up. But more important. I won’t get older. I
Littler Nephew
05 Apr 2007 3 Comments
in Feelings, Getting to know me, Kid Stuff, Special notice
You are 6. You are so funny I can’t stand it. You love music and singing and swordfighting. Sometimes (all the time) at once. The videos and pictures your parents have of you are hysterical. The blackmail material is boundless. You and your brother (NE) watched You’re The One That I Want, Make me a Grease Star (or whatever it was called) If you could have been on it you would have. If Danny Zuko was a 6 year old blonde Jew from Manhattan, you would have gotten the part. Your father and mother have a video of you dressed as Zorro singing Look at Me I’m Sandra Dee that I watch on a regular basis because it’s just classic. Don’t worry, I’ll only let them show it to your first girlfriend and maybe at your Bar Mitvah.
I love you Little Man, not only because you look exactly like me, but because you are wonderful, funny, smart, and the most entertaining 6 year old in the world. Watching you, your brother and your cousin, the Princess (I think you named her that) together makes me smile and so happy. Thank you for brightening my world.
April 4
04 Apr 2007 4 Comments
in Getting to know me, Special notice
Today is my mom’s birthday.
This is what I got her. Do you think they are pretty. My mom did.
I am very close to my parents. I’ve never hid that. I am so my mom’s daughter it’s scary. We laugh alike, we sound alike. When I am home, my dad just avoids us since we become the same. I don’t have stories for my mom like I do for my dad not for any reason other then I just don’t. Most of the stuff like that is to hard to explain. Oh wait…
So I call my mom when I get home from work. I always have. When I lived at home and was in school, she was at work so I called so she knew I was home. When I move out, I just kept doing it. She told me once I didn’t have to call, so I didn’t. She called me at 6 and asked why I didn’t call. I said – you told me I didn’t have to. She said – I didn’t mean it. So I call her when I get home. It’s not a big deal to me.
Happy birthday mommy. Hope it was great.
Just trust me
03 Apr 2007 1 Comment
The original (no you don’t have to watch the entire thing, but it’s a good hook and so catchy)
and then the best parody ever.
And that’s why I love Alanis.
(Ok I sort of heart this song also)
My brother called me at work to tell me about this.
You said it