I prefer storage roots to tubers, thank you.

I debated whether I should create this post, because it's silly, even for me. But I came across a site, while looking up vitamin facts on sweet potatoes, from the great state of Texas and I found the Yam vs. Sweet Potato comparison facinating.
Thank you Texas A&M for giving insight to my dinner planning.

Art.com can kiss it!

Are you like me, frustrated with the ho-hum wall/print art selection in stores and online?
Woe no more, my friends.
The remedy is Thumbtack Press

I love it and I can't wait for a major holiday to arrive so I can request some of their art as gifts. ;)

Baby Tuesday

I decided to start early because I had so many photos.

Another Beanie Babie falls prey to the baby.  

For 5.99 at Target you too can get baby sunglasses and have fun in the backyard. 

If you look closely you can see the abence of old building materials next to the addition, taken away thanks to Pile Week. 

heyyy... 

Mom, enough with the camera already, I'm tired. 

Nearly identical, I know. But some of you can't get enough, so I included it. 

She was not pleased. 

This was just before we left for the museum on Saturday. How cute are those pants?! Shout out to Aunt Norma for the Tommy sweater.  

We're squinty- it was sunny even in the shade. 

Baby C was "helping" me sort the sewing supplies. This strip of fabric made a great head scarf.  

Mojito likes to hover when we play. 

I'sa gonna gets me some grits, yes'um I am. 

It was a good weekend at sea

Alright, we didn't sail anywhere, but I did see the sea, if the bay counts.
We visited the spankin' new DeYoung Museum to view the Arts and Crafts exhibit and incidentally a strange art flower competition.
(We were pleased to see many other hip families with babies there too)
If the art and flowers weren't enough to entertain, there was people watching galore.

It's also Pile Week! I posted about it last year, but this year's highlights include the following wax and wane of public goods:
+I picked up a glassless curio cabinet from a neighboring house. I refer to them as the cupcake neighbors, because when we got married, they brought us chocolate cupcakes and said our yard looked nice.
+I also snagged a little nightstand from a house around the corner so stealthily that the family in the garage didn't even notice. It has the same motif as my parents' bedroom suite from 1986, but the qualities I seek in a pile-swag are cleanliness and sturdiness, not beauty. New paint can absolve most style sins.
-We rid ourelves of plenty of crapola, for which I'm unsure whether I should be proud or ashamed. Roll call- tacky fireplace facade, rusted mountain bike, spent florescent light tubes, broken dishwasher, torchiere lamps (which a nice couple drove up and ganked soon after I put them out)sliding doors from the pre-construction closet and other unwanted sundries.
I just love Pile Week, it brings the community together, binding us by our cheapness and love for the hunt.

We were also little ziggy piggies this weekend.
We ordered pizza (that is always a thrill for me: make a call and a man will bring food to your door!), I grilled steaks, and we ate Mexican food from our favrorite place. I love food.

And right now Kevin and I are playing Yahoo Games' version of Scrabble and as always Kevin keeps beating me, but last game I used the word "POOP" twice, and that was a victory in itself.

I can't believe I didn't do this earlier

I give you the Boppy, before and after-

Before:

Ugh, so ugly. I mean, it's probably cute for other people. But for me, it's ugly. I would hide it when I wasn't using it. And when i was using it, it made me feel ugly.

And here it is after:

It's amazing what a little silver crushed velvet and a zipper can do. I can't wait to use it now.

help Richard Hambleton!

My mother's husband's name is Richard Hambleton, he is a grandfather of three and he has Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia.
He has smoked over 30 years and has tried to stop before, but today he is still a smoker.
This year for mother's day we are buying my mom a treatment program to help her stop smoking and we thought it would only be fair to have them both quit. But we've only got so much cash to push around.

So as you might have noticed, there is a Paypal donate button on my sidebar for those who would like to help him kick the habit.
We all love Rich and want to see him get better.

As they say, no donation is too small.

spring spruce up

As you may have noticed, I changed my banner, but I'm still working on it.
I'm incredibly impatient, so I had to thow down what I had so far.
The banner is frought with symbolism, frought I tell you.

take that, name doubters!

Thanks to Aurora for bringing this validating video clip!

this is not the way it should work

The baby has begun arbitrarily screaming, really loud.
It can mean that she's upset but often it's just a statement as if to say "Hey, I can scream."
I realize lots of children scream. But those kids know the word "no," or the concept of "if you keep screaming, I will _____."
But she doesn't.
I think I'm losing my hearing.

Baby Tuesday

Reuters, SF-
Baby takes bath in tub without assistance of infant tub, say parents.
Baby C (name withheld to protect the innocent) of Sockswithsandalsland, CA has successfully taken her first real bath only days after she graduated from the baby carrier to riding in the shopping cart when grocering. Her mother states that the grocery cart was undeniably unsanitary but insisted that a cart cover is in the works for future visits. When asked which toys the baby prefered, she disclosed that Baby C likes toys that are not toys: ribbons, paper, food wrappers and jewelry.


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photo credit: K. Marie T. 

he asked for it

Yes, I have joined the youth of America 1) with my iPod and 2) with Myspace.

And there's alot of strange stuff on Myspace, and I'm not talking about the obvious scantily clad 15 year olds and satan worshippers.
I've gotten a few "fishes" from strangers that I'd like to lampoon, but I have deleted them deservedly, but now I'm frustrated that I can't make fun of them.
(They were usually trying to sell me on something)
So I'll just have to settle on clowning the latest one:

This is my letter to John. Please click, it's necessary to illustrate my points.

John, John, John, what are you doing? I think you need a therapist. Your friend list is soley filled with hussies or girls that are "needy n' nice." Step back and look at your profile. Do you feel like what the kids call a "pimp," a "G" or "Ladies Love Cool J"? It's not going to make you happy, these strange women. It's only going to waste your time that you could be spending, um working towards goals or something.

And what, may I ask, are you doing sending a message to a married woman? "Truth or Dare?" Tsk tsk. Where's your mother?

John, I won't be your "friend" but I'll be your friend and tell you the path you're on leads to ruin.
Doctor Charlie is prescribing 2cc's of strong male role model and 50mg of cold showers.

Kind regards,
Scatterbrain

Everyone is out to get your coffee!

K and I aren't really coffee drinkers. I like coffee, and I definitely drink it when I'm tired or when it's a social thing, but I'm not a daily java person.
But has anyone (other than my husband) noticed that anybody who's trying to get you to buy something tells you "for the price of a cup of coffee" or "it's the same amount as your cup of coffee." ?
Everyone wants that disposable income from you. I remember there was a less than agreeable patient of ours and she tried to explain how her vitamin sales business was going to make her rich.
She used the "well you know people buy coffee, so they could spend the same amount on daily supplements."
Yeah, they could, but they won't.
Then she tried to use that logic on me. It didn't matter to her that I didn't really drink coffee, didn't have disposable income, and if I had had that extra 50 bucks a month, I probably wouldn't be riding the bus to work.

And I also think, gosh if someone out there really is spending 50 bucks a month on Starbucks, they've got problems. Christian Childrens Fund could actually be part of their detox program, and they should send that money away to a child in Zaire.

Casa de Fritos and Captain EO, sounds like fun

As I was surfing the web and learning about Googie architecture, I came across the "House of the Future" otherwise known as the "Monsanto House."
I thought it was cool until that whole Monsanto business came up...jerks.

Anyway, I found a groovy site called Yesterland.

If any of you remember the rocket jets, the people movers, or the Swiss Family Treehouse, sniff, you'll appreciate this site.

And it's the future already, where's my future-house?

Baby Tuesday

She's six months old! She's moved from all milk to milk and squished up foods. She's less grumpy too, as you might notice in these pics.
This week we have two categories: carpet baby and snow baby.

The video explains this. 

At first glance, you might think a Yeti was holding our baby, but no, it's her father. Snow does bad things to hair. 

So cute, it hurts me.