Monday, October 12, 2009
Stupid stupid cold!!
Last week wasn't too cold. Only when it started getting dark would the temperature drop. I left my coat at work twice. This week? It's in the 40s. I want to punch life. I was in the worst mood all day. I hate the cold, hate hate it. I hate winter, I hate snow, I hate sub zero wind. I hate big coats and hoodies that hide the sweet outfit I chose to wear. I hate hats that ruin the 4 products and 20 minutes of styling time to give my hair body. I hate the 15 extra minutes it takes to get the kids in their snow suits just so they can play outside for 5 minutes until they're too cold and pee in their pants because they can't get out of their snowsuits. I hate the bruises on my elbows and hips from slipping on the ice. I hate having to make hot meals all the time because it's too cold to eat chips. I hate not enjoying otterpops and soda because my hand are already freezing. I hate sleeping in clothes. I hate wearing a jacket to blog. I hate driving on roads you can't see knowing this turn might be your last. I hate driving on said roads with two squealing kids. I HATE driving on said roads with said kids to Davenport every other weekend. Eff this, I'm hibernating.
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Top 30 Reasons I'm thankful Rick was born.

1. He's awesome.
2. He has great taste in clothes. (now)
3. He could grow a beard at age 8.
4. He can quote every movie I've ever seen plus 258.
5. He moved to the town where I was born.
6. He's got connections.
7. He's easy on the eyes.
8. He drinks the worst tasting sodas ever.
9. He always makes time for me when he's in town.
10. He has great friends.
11. He's the most talented guy I know.
12. He thinks I'm talented.
13. He introduced me to mixtape-ing.
14. Most of our conversations follow this outline
R - What movie is this? (insert movie quote)
A - Oh I know it..... I don't know it.
R - (insert another quote)
A - Seriously I can't remember. I can't think of it.
R - (quote quote quote)
A - Just tell me what freaking movie it is!!!
R - (quote)
15. He got me into Comedy Sportz
16. He has great hair.
17. He's worth flying 2.000 miles to watch movies all day.
18. He pwns karaoke
19. He makes me look cool.
20. He's a Freshmaker.
21. CAG CAGA
22. He has the best Mom ever.
23. He can pull off playing the lead in a play he's never heard of on opening night with script in hand and get a standing ovation.
24. He's my biggest supporter.
25. I've cried on his shoulder after every relationship I've had but one.
26. He misses me.
27. Without him there is no "Rick and Anjye Dance"
28. He's the perfect companion for road trips.
29. He makes 30 look good.
30. He's better than a big brother, he's my best friend.
I LOVE YOU RICKIPANTS!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Rain in the Basement.
With all this eluding to taking some responsibility for the flooding of the basement, I feel I should set the record straight.
I flooded the basement.
Though, for the life of me, I cannot recall when I decided that taking a bath was an excellent idea, I did, at some point in the evening, turn the water on to draw one and then promptly forgot all about it. At bedtime, C7 noticed the ceiling was raining by his room and I called M7, turned off the main water line, and he and our handyman neighbor came over to find the culprit. We all kept quite still and turned on the main water line to listen for the source. I HEAR IT!! I scramble up the stairs and into the kitchen...it's not there, the washer!!! no, it's off too. Bathroom? SHHIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTT! T'was I. Stupid, stupid, stupid! I stood there for minutes, staring at the bathtub, trying with all my might to remember turning it on. Nothing, blank. I just know it was me. Stupid!!!
An hour, two shop vacs, five towels, two squealing kids, one fan, two neighbors and one very quiet husband later we call it a night. I'm never taking a bath again....
I flooded the basement.
Though, for the life of me, I cannot recall when I decided that taking a bath was an excellent idea, I did, at some point in the evening, turn the water on to draw one and then promptly forgot all about it. At bedtime, C7 noticed the ceiling was raining by his room and I called M7, turned off the main water line, and he and our handyman neighbor came over to find the culprit. We all kept quite still and turned on the main water line to listen for the source. I HEAR IT!! I scramble up the stairs and into the kitchen...it's not there, the washer!!! no, it's off too. Bathroom? SHHIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTT! T'was I. Stupid, stupid, stupid! I stood there for minutes, staring at the bathtub, trying with all my might to remember turning it on. Nothing, blank. I just know it was me. Stupid!!!
An hour, two shop vacs, five towels, two squealing kids, one fan, two neighbors and one very quiet husband later we call it a night. I'm never taking a bath again....
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Spiderman Inverview Part 1
C7: I was going to go fight Dr. Octopus today but my Spiderman suit ripped.
E7: Oh man, I'm sorry. What are you going to do?
C7: I don't know. I already fought him in my movie. Did you see that one?
E7: Yeah I did. It was really good. Do you do your own stunts?
C7: Mostly. I'm scared of heights though...
E7: Oh man, I'm sorry. What are you going to do?
C7: I don't know. I already fought him in my movie. Did you see that one?
E7: Yeah I did. It was really good. Do you do your own stunts?
C7: Mostly. I'm scared of heights though...
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Ah Vday...
Thursday, February 05, 2009
The Tick
Netflix provides instant access to the short lived live action tv series 'The Tick'. This show got really good reviews but was pulled. Boo. Watching this show brings me back to highschool when Rick and I would sit in the basement tv room at my house or his, and watch hours and hours of The Tick (animated series) Kids In The Hall, and whatever else Comedy Central in the mid 90s had for us, or Ricks 8 bookcases of movies. I'm surprised we ever left the house. Those were some of my best memories from that time. Like when my mom found my pack of cigarettes on the table and Rick took the fall for me. That was during Kids in the Hall. Go bff. The times we weren't in our basements we'd be at coffee talking about these shows. Rick would quote line after line of recently watched movies and make me guess which character said what. I'd never get it right. I still never get it right. I will never remember what Eric Stoltz said in Kicking and Screaming, Rick. I'm sorry. Anyway. This series on Netflix is fantastic. I highly recommend watching it. Even better, watch it with Rick. That would be perfect.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Embarrassment is for the birds.
There is a small tree in my backyard that my kids climb in the summer.
I was sitting on my back porch today when I noticed a large bird clutching onto the trunk of this tree. It was ka-ka-ing and pecking away when I moved my hand and it looked at me. He looked me right in the eye and squawked and as he did he lost his footing and fell off the tree. In an instant he was up and looking at me again. His eyed looked wider. I immediately felt sorry for him and looked away so that he wouldn't think I was laughing at him. He hopped over to the snow and pecked at it, glancing at me all the while like he meant to do that. Then hopped back to the tree and resumed his pecking.
This got me thinking. He sure looked embarrassed. Could he have really been? I mean, he's a bird, right? Do birds think like that? Then I just imagined this flock of birds flying around in formation and one of them is kind of daydreaming a little and wanders off course and slams into a window or pole and all the other birds are squawking and calling him dumbass and he's just like "Shit. They're never gonna let this one go."
I was sitting on my back porch today when I noticed a large bird clutching onto the trunk of this tree. It was ka-ka-ing and pecking away when I moved my hand and it looked at me. He looked me right in the eye and squawked and as he did he lost his footing and fell off the tree. In an instant he was up and looking at me again. His eyed looked wider. I immediately felt sorry for him and looked away so that he wouldn't think I was laughing at him. He hopped over to the snow and pecked at it, glancing at me all the while like he meant to do that. Then hopped back to the tree and resumed his pecking.
This got me thinking. He sure looked embarrassed. Could he have really been? I mean, he's a bird, right? Do birds think like that? Then I just imagined this flock of birds flying around in formation and one of them is kind of daydreaming a little and wanders off course and slams into a window or pole and all the other birds are squawking and calling him dumbass and he's just like "Shit. They're never gonna let this one go."
Friday, January 16, 2009
future son in law
My son (C7) and I help out in my daughter's (A7) class every friday morning for a couple hours. I love the kids there, despite the fact that I don't like kids. I think it's because they think I'm cool so of course I'm going to like them. That is not the point.
There is a boy in her class who was also on her soccer team and they've always gotten along really well. I've been really fond of him because he's sweet and funny and always says hi to me. The last few weeks, A7 has come home and told me about something nice this boy did for her.
Today in class, C7 goes to sit in the sharing circle with all the other students. A7 goes to sit next to him and realizes there isn't any room. She (obviously) bursts into tears. This boy happens to be sitting next to C7 (because he always makes sure my son has a nice time in class) and as soon he notices A7 crying he scoots over and waves to her. She sits down in between them and he pats her back and tells her a joke to cheer her up.
That's when I fell in love with him. I absolutely adore this kid. I wanna bear hug him. At that moment I saw he and A7 playing together in my backyard 3 years from now, studying for a test together 5 years from now, going to dances together 10 years from now and getting married 20 years from now/becoming BFFLs like Rick and me.
Anyway I love this kid. He's a good kid. He better effing marry my daughter...
There is a boy in her class who was also on her soccer team and they've always gotten along really well. I've been really fond of him because he's sweet and funny and always says hi to me. The last few weeks, A7 has come home and told me about something nice this boy did for her.
Today in class, C7 goes to sit in the sharing circle with all the other students. A7 goes to sit next to him and realizes there isn't any room. She (obviously) bursts into tears. This boy happens to be sitting next to C7 (because he always makes sure my son has a nice time in class) and as soon he notices A7 crying he scoots over and waves to her. She sits down in between them and he pats her back and tells her a joke to cheer her up.
That's when I fell in love with him. I absolutely adore this kid. I wanna bear hug him. At that moment I saw he and A7 playing together in my backyard 3 years from now, studying for a test together 5 years from now, going to dances together 10 years from now and getting married 20 years from now/becoming BFFLs like Rick and me.
Anyway I love this kid. He's a good kid. He better effing marry my daughter...
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Choice Music for face rubbing and hair pulling.

I've been deliberating on what music I should play at my spa. For facials I know I'll be playing some slow Enya shit, but I'd like to add some slower, soft songs I enjoy listening to in the 2000s. Maybe some KoC and Iron and Wine sort of stuff. I need help with this.
For waxing I'm going 80's all the way. It's a quick, perfunctory service so I'd like faster music and 80's music doesn't have a lot of swearing in it. Anyway, now I'm freaking out about it. Of all things I should be worrying about when opening a business, I'm worrying about how much 80's pop I have on iTunes...
Camr7n's joke of the day
C7: Knock Knock
E7: Who's there?
C7: Dwayne
E7: Dwayne who?
C7: I'm drowning in the bathtub, will you help me out?
E7: ......no
E7: Who's there?
C7: Dwayne
E7: Dwayne who?
C7: I'm drowning in the bathtub, will you help me out?
E7: ......no
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