Thursday, August 30, 2007

Pictures


He's not a giant

Hmmm....I should probably add that the kids in the picture with Shawn are not his classmates, they are his busmates. The girls are in Pre K. I looked back at the picture and I was like "Uh, Shawn is a giant!" He is pretty tall for his age almost as tall as me which I should mention is no great feat.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

2nd 1st Day



Today was Shawn's second, first day of school. It's weird how they set it up. Thursday night was orientation, which actually should have been named "Just come see the classroom" and then Monday was orientation and half day of school. The kids didn't do anything put color a coloring sheet and then we all went home. Tuesday he was off and then today (Wednesday) was the first day he got to ride the bus it was still half day today and tomorrow and then Friday is full day. But he says he had a lot of fun and he sat down and talked to his "brothers" for some reason I think he thought the other kids were family of some sort. He says he doesn't want to go back until "Maybe Saturday".

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

send checks to cover our BGE bill please

I saw this today on a message board that I frequent


Ted Haggard's Funny Money
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from: Bonnie Goldstein

Posted Monday, Aug. 27, 2007, at 2:55 PM ET

Hot Document readers will remember the public apology rendered by the Rev. Ted Haggard, founder and pastor of Colorado Springs' New Life Church, after a sex scandal forced him to resign from the church and as president of the National Association of Evangelicals. (Haggard got caught having a sexual relationship with, and buying methamphetamines from, a male prostitute.) Later, after secular counseling, Pastor Ted wrote some of his former parishioners a "personal and private e-mail" (promptly leaked to KRDO, an ABC affiliate in Colorado Springs) to explain that he was no longer gay and that he planned to become a psychologist. Now Haggard's rehabilitation is raising some new, very bizarre questions.

Four months ago the Haggard family moved to Arizona, and last week, Haggard informed KRDO of his newest life decision: to minister to "the homeless, those coming out of prison, recovering alcoholics, drug addicts, prostitutes, and other broken people" at the Phoenix Dream Center halfway house, where the Haggard family will also live. Haggard and his wife, Gayle, now members of Phoenix First Assembly (the "church with a heart"), are also enrolled as full-time students at the University of Phoenix. Minus his $138,000 salary, and with the depressed real estate market preventing the sale of his $700,000 house, Haggard will have trouble making ends meet. So, Haggard asked KRDO reporter Tak Landrock (see below) to help him line up "people who can give a one-time gift or make a commitment to help support us monthly for two years."

Here comes the weird part.

Haggard wrote Landrock that supporters can mail checks directly to the Haggard family at their Scottsdale, Ariz., address, but that if contributors wish to make their donations tax deductible, as they very likely will, they can make out their checks to something called Families With a Mission and write on the check that it is designated for the Haggard family. Ninety percent of these funds will then be forwarded to Haggard, while the remaining 10 percent will cover Family With a Mission's "administrative costs."

When I read it I was a little put off by the asking people to send them money thing. I think its kind of weird for him to ask people to cover his family's living expenses...There's always this thing called a j-o-b. Then Shawn and I talked about it and here's what he said which I totally agree with
but for the grace of God it could be any one of us. We set ourselves up for failure as Christians because we spend so much time trying to deny that we are human. So that we learn to "be human" in private. We are all then "shocked" when the bubble bursts...and what could have been addressed if he was honest with himself...grows out of control.


So that would be my two pennies on all of those shenanigans

Monday, August 27, 2007

Check the pockets

UGH!!!!!!!!! I just got done doing laundry and some good clothes have ink stains all over them!!!! I learned when I used to do the laundry at home that you always have to check guys pockets. My brothers were famous for having the wackiest crap that would get everywhere! You would open the dryer and mounds of candy wrappers, gum, candy, papers, coins, and the like would come spilling out. Sometimes they would have those sticky things you throw to the wall....UGH I would hate that it would be all over my favorite shirt or skirt. So after a few ruined items I started doing my stuff separately and decided that no matter what I would always, always, check the pockets. Well today I didn't friggin' do it!!!!!!! A blue pen from Shawn's pocket exploded over my favorite Banana Republic shirt and other items. So word to all the would be laundry-ers (I know, I know, its not a word!) check the pockets.

1st Day of School

Today was Shawn's first day of school. Its weird how they set it up. Today was half day orientation with the parents, then off Tuesday, half day Wednesday and Thursday, full day Friday. Anyway orientation was today so we all got up extra early. I went in to get Shawn and he was like "One more minute" and I told him today was school and he jumped right up!!! He's such a slow person!! While Shawn and I were getting ready he was supposed to be getting himself together. Well Shawn goes in after he'd been up for like 15 minutes and he was just sitting there putting lotion on like he was in some type of smooth skin commercial. So this weekend we need to get an egg timer so he can learn to stay on track. So we get to school and as soon as we get to his classroom he wanted to usher us out. We had to explain to him like several times that we were staying with him. You could tell he wasn't happy with that at all. The funniest part was when he "outed" me as a soap watcher. All the parents were lining up to go meet the principle and learn about the after school program and Shawn was like "Bye mom, bye dad. Go watch and see if Spike can hear on All my Children" I was like "OMG! Hush!" His teacher doesn't seem very bright and I think the principal and I went to the same preschool. But Shawn seems to like it so were happy for him.

Yeah schools FINALLY here!!!

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Untitled Blurb

Conditional Love

Unconditional Judgement

Inconvenient Truths

Thursday, August 23, 2007

First Look

Courtesy of Mr. Perez Hilton:

Your First Look






The first official picture of Ariel in Disney’s new Broadway-bound musical adaptation of The Little Mermaid.

Sierra Boggess portrays the title character, and the show is currently having an out of town workshop run in Denver.

We are sooooo gonna be all over this shiz!

The Little Mermaid is one of our favoritest musicals.

Admit it, Part Of Your World rocks you hardcore. One of the best songs evah!
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Candyman


I'm sitting here waiting for Top Chef to start and started thinking about how much I love my guy. I don't think I've written much about him so tonight I dedicate this post to you love :-)

I'll admit I am not the easiest person to get along with. Hell I'll even dare to say that some (ok maybe a lot) of people don't like me. And on top of that most people don't understand me. But some how he does. Some how he sees past all the fog that surrounds me and loves me for me. Every morning without fail before he leaves for work he comes over and ask me what I dreamed about because he knows how I love to tell my dreams, he kisses me on the forehead and he heads off. He watches every lame rerun of Friends and King of Queens. He is much, much, older then me. Not quite old enough to be my dad....but maybe my uncle, but he never makes me feel that way. I could tell him the same story 50 million times (and I have TRUST me) over and over again. Sometimes more then once a day and he smiles and acts just right at the punch line. Never stopping me because he's heard it. I'm a bit stubborn and controlling. A little bossy and domineering. I have trouble with saying "I'm sorry". I'll admit. But all though I'm sure it sometimes (ok more then sometimes) pushes his buttons he gives me chances to work on it and get better. He held my hand when I was very scared. He held my hand when I fell apart. He's helping to put me back together one mangled piece at a time. He rubs my hair. He nuzzles with me while we fall asleep. He's seen me at my absolute best and he's seen me at my lowest, I mean lowest point.


There is sooooo much more I could sit here and say, but I run the risk of sounding sappy and way too girlish. All I know is that I've never questioned his love. Not once. It's not what he does for me or what he says. Its simply the essence of him and how he loves me that pushes me into that wonderful cloud of love every day. We have our up's, we have our downs, we have our down downs, and then we have our UP UP'S and I could never imagine spending my life without him. It's not easy to love me, not by a long shot. But somehow he makes it seem effortless.

He's as sweet as candy

Big gay love

One of my new show obsessions (The other is Weeds) is Big Love on HBO. It's about this family who lives in Salt Lake City and practices polygamy. The husband Bill has 3 wives, Barb, Nicki, and Margie. And there are a total of 6 kids (and one on the way). It basically shows every week the different struggles that this family faces. One of their biggest struggles is keeping their beliefs secret. Since watching this show it has made me think. If people are fighting to get same-sex marriages legalized why can't polygamy be legal? Trust me I don't agree with either. I believe that marriage should only be between one man and one woman. However, if homosexuals are going to fight so hard for their "rights" shouldn't polygamist be allowed to do the same thing? Where's the difference? They are both sins, so what gives one more rights?

I'm sure that I have stepped on some peoples toes with this post, but be that as it may. The beauty of America is freedom of speech and thought

Weird thing #36

Because I enjoyed my whole "I'm weird post" and I'm super bored I decide that I would blog about another weird thing about me. Maybe I'll add a new thing once a week. Admit it, you know you'll love it, Because like a car crash you just can't look away...Wait did I just compare myself to a car crash? Wow. I'm in need of serious help

1. I'm always hot and when I'm not I won't turn the AC off

I'm always hot. No matter what time of day, where I'm at, time of year. I'm always hot! I hate being out doors because, I know I'll be hot. But then there are those rare occasions where I'll be freezing cold and I refuse to turn the AC off. Like Friday before leaving for NY Shawn wanted to turn the AC off. Well I wouldn't let him for 2 reasons. a. It took the maintenance man at least 10 times over a month to finally fix it so it wasn't 80 degrees inside the apartment and b. if when we got home Sunday it was hot outside it would be a sauna inside and I wouldn't be able to function let alone breathe! Well that was a BIG mistake. When we get home Sunday it was bout 70 degrees outside and like 50 in our apartment! It's been freezing ever since and I just won't turn it off. I turn it off for like 10 minutes to knock the chill off and then cut it back on. Maybe I'm having hot flashes

:3-D (a smiley with bags under their eyes)

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Love

True love is the right person at the wrong time....

When love can flourish against staggering odds....

Monday, August 20, 2007

So I think I can sing

I'm in love with recording!!! Shawn just gone done recording me singing and I sound wickedly awesome!!!!!!!!! He's doing all the "producer" stuff to it and then I'm going to email it out and set up a music myspace page. I've been singing since I was about 10 or so and people have always told me that I had a good voice. I've done weddings, and graduations, play, specials at church, etc. But I've never really believe I could sing until just now. I hate to sound pompous, but I'm amazing! Ok a little confidence over aboard huh? Shawn's going to mix and do his thing and the I'm going to post....

one last thing...I'm flippin' awesome!!!!!!

1, 2, 3, 9. 24, 99

Little Shawn starts kindergarten in one week so for the past few month I've been going over letters and numbers with him. His letters he has down smooth, but the numbers were a different story. For the past few weeks I've been having him write them. Some days he would get them instantly and as soon as I told him how great they were he would go and do more and screw them up. Shawn and I started getting frustrated because we knew he knew how to do it because we had seen him do it numerous times, but he was being lazy. So we tried different things to break it, no TV, going to bed early, time-outs, toys gone, etc. But nothing seemed to work. Last Saturday we all went shopping and bought him a GameBoy. Monday morning comes around and I say to him "Shawn lets do your numbers" and every set he brought out was PERFECT PERFECT PERFECT. All day he did them and all day and for most of the week they were right. However, one of the days he wasn't doing so well so I told him I was going to throw the GameBoy away and you know what he said to me? "That's okay mom (he calls me "mom") I can't beat it anyway so you can throw it away" I looked at him and tried my hardest not to laugh. I ended up taking it away for the rest of the day and he got his numbers right. I just wanted to share our triump. I am so glad that we finally got the number thing down. Now we just have to get him to not take 30 minute showers!

But I love me.

If you read my blog earlier today you may have noticed that I changed the title from "Learning to balance" to "One of my Issues". I was sitting here thinking about all the weird things about me and decided to make a list.

I have a major phobia of escalators
I sometimes walk around closing doors, cabinets, & drawers that don't need to be open
I talk to myself
I LOVE white out
I talk a lot
I love to write my name with sharpies
I could drink two gallons of orange juice all by myself
I'm SUPER controlling
I pout
I follow to closely behind cars
I think that "400 miles a gallon" means I can drive 400 miles on one tank of gas
I bite my cuticles
I turn the TV off whenever a trailer for a scary movie comes on
I have to sleep with the closet door shut
I'm sorta afraid of the dark
I hate instant message and talking on the phone
I still call "dibs" for the TV
I hate math
I love President Bush
I fall down a lot
I'm a creature of habit
My closet is color coordinated
I can't put my clothes away if they are inside out
I like to peel glue off my hands
I like to take cold showers (even in the winter)
I hate the smell of soap
I throw pennies away
I'm afraid of mustard, rats, sharks,& bats
I'm easily amused
I think I have mild OCD
I hate odd numbers
I line things up in pairs
I straighten things up while in line at a checkout
I always think my hands smell weird so I am constantly lotioning and washing them
The smell of soap make me want to vomit

And those are just a few things. I think I've always been weird and as I get older its confirmed over and over. I love these weird things about me. Its what makes me, me. I know I'm almost 20 and about to be married and I am VERY VERY excited about The Little Mermaid on Broadway...but so what! The little things make me happy and the little things freak me out (like having to talk to people) I've dated guys in the past who don't appreciate my love for sharpies or my detest for pennies. That's one of the reason I love Shawn. He sees past this crazy crap that is me. He answers me when I talk to him at night and he doesn't get mad when I get us lost ALL the time.

So maybe I am weird, random, unique, immature, crazy, to young to get married, naive, silly, girlish, childish and all those other things that could be said about me, but I love me enough so you (whoever "you" may be) don't have to.

One of my Issues

This weekend Shawn had to go to NY to pick up some equipment. He originally was going to go by himself but at the last minute one of his managers invited the 3 of us to stay with them for the weekend and hang out. At first I was pretty excited to get away for a weekend. We got to the city on Friday and had to go over to the now closed Sony Studios to pick up equipment and help his manager move stuff and pack it up to take to his house and store for the new studio. After all of the packing we had a 2-hour trip to Pomona, NY. According to everyone the trip only takes 20 minutes or so, but his manager was driving a big box truck with the equipment and had to take a residential route. Like I said I was pretty excited for the weekend, but on our hour long trek Upstate I got really nervous. You see over the last 3 years or so I have developed this huge fear of meeting new people. I have no idea how it happened, but it was like one day I woke up and was ridiculously shy.

When I was younger I was around 9 or 10 I used to hate having to talk to adults. My mom would ask me to call Mrs. So and So about the church play or whatever and I would have to go to my room and practice what I would say. Sometimes I even cried (in the privacy of my own room of course) or bribed my little sister Abby to do it. Then I turned 11 and my dad started letting me work with him. Over the next year or so I got more responsibility at his company and even had my own clients. Because of being 12 and looking like I was in my 20's (thanks boobs) I knew I couldn't meet with clients or call them on the phone and act like a 12 year old. So some how I got over my fear and was able to talk to adults, banks, mortgage companies, lawyers, or whomever I needed to, to get my job done. From the age of 12 until I was about 17 I was extremely outgoing. I loved talking to people, I loved meeting new people. One of my old friends and I would go to the mall or whatever and chat up random people, invite to church or whatever. I was a major people person.

So fast-forward to the present. Now when I know I am going to be in situations where I have to meet new people and conversate I get so nervous I almost want to cry! Saturday night we had a little BBQ at his manager’s house. Shawn's partner and his girlfriend, and one of his other managers and his wife were all supposed to be there. That made me feel a little more comfortable because there would be so many people I wouldn't have to worry about talking much. But they didn't show! It ended up just being the 3 of us (me, Shawn, and little Shawn) and his manager and his wife, and the couple from next door and their little boy. When I found out I made Shawn promise he wouldn't leave me by myself. He stayed with me for a good little bit and then disappeared. Towards the end of the evening I started feeling a little more comfortable.

Later that night Shawn and I started talking about me new "shyness". The conclusion we came up with is age. He said when he was younger he used to be how I am now, but as he got older he got more comfortable and now is a total people person. I sometimes joke that I'm anti-socially and simply don't like people. But that’s not entirely true. Some people do annoy the hell out of me, but for most of the time I tolerate people just fine. I really do long for the days where the prospect of meeting new people didn't make me want to run and hide. I really hope that as I get older this "phase" phases its self out and I can find a healthy balance.

I may not have overcome my fear of people this weekend, but here is what I did gain....

1. We got a new MAC. This is the biggest thing because my laptop was on its last leg!

2. Shawn got new equipment. Good for him, sad for me, because now I loose my nightly TV partner...But like Shawn always says, "Momma needs shoes"

And the best thing that came out of a weekend in NY was....

3. I confirmed that The Little Mermaid really is coming to Broadway!!!!!!! I am the biggest, biggest Mermaid fan ever!!! We were driving through Harlem trying to get to Pomona, NY and I turned to my right and I see this huge sticker advertising it on the side of the bus! I couldn't have been happier!

Saturday, August 04, 2007

Poor little Lamb

I'm not a big animal person. Don't get me wrong some animals are cute, and I am hoping for a puppy soon, but I'm not like all into animals in stuff, but this story made me want to cry....



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