my new bff

her name is karen. she's canadian. and she sent me not one but TWO bottles of my dove deep moisturizer. oh how i love that lady. check's in the mail, kare. (care if i call you that, kare? i mean, we're practically sisters with how much love i felt for you when i opened my mailbox and these beauties were staring at me.)

nevermind that it's mirror-image; it isn't like i have friends who know french anyway

late july showers...

...bring august weddings and october babies. ferguson and i had a busy saturday. we ran a couple morning errands before we headed up north for chell's wedding shower and kassie's baby shower. it was so nice to see the wall/johnson/almost-eldredge ladies. b&b's house is amazing, and the food was even better. but, then again, who doesn't love costco fruit and salads? seriously. amy j is hilarious; so happy i sat next to her during present opening. every nightie chell opened, amy gagged a little or made some not-so-whispered comment that the entire room heard. she's funny. (i'm a tard, so i forgot her card on our kitchen table. of course.) straight from there, we made our way to kassie's shower. she's having a little girl in october, and mor's cousins connie and marci hosted her shower (at connie's house, which is ah.mazing.) there was even more delicious food there, none of which finn would eat because he's a bit fickle like that. (although, he LOVED the blueberries at chell's shower. who'da guessed?) kassie got a grip of the cutest, purplest girly outfits. little jane is not going to have to wear the same outfit for the first 3mo of her life, at least. it was great to see connie and marci and sheila (and everyone else i didn't really know). and finn was such a champ, having about a fifteen minute nap en route from chell's shower to kassie's shower. (he zonked as soon as we were in the car on the way home and slept for three hours. gotta love that kid.) i'm so excited for chell and dave's wedding next week and can't wait to see what sweet baby jane looks like once she gets here.

switch to dish

we took the plunge and switched from our crappy (and expensive) cable to dish network. we found a mad deal that we couldn't pass up: $24.99/mo for 12mo with free hd and 120+ channels AND free hd-dvr. (the price goes up to $39.99/mo for the second 12mo, because you have to make a 24mo commitment, but that will still be less than our current cable.) we have been paying about $55/mo for our cable to pixelate or drop sound or just flat out not work. it's been pretty awesome. i already love dish. discovery channel in hd = amazing. the food on "barefoot contessa" has never looked so delicious; the food on "bizarre foods" never so disgusting. we've already set the dvr to record the next "30 for 30," and i cannot wait for football season; nfl redzone, here we come!

funk

also, in case you were wondering, i'm in a funk this week. (i know, it's only tuesday. nice.) i had one of those write-home-about left-sided numbness partial blindness debilitating migraines on sunday. (sisters? are you with me? dad?) i've done something to my back and haven't been able to get a good night of sleep for a week. finn thinks he needs to go to bed around nine and wake up around six. mor thinks he needs to do anything but be inside during the day (although he has been such a help with finn and penny, like seriously for real). and when schiz left our house after dinner last night, i started crying because she's probably going to be moving away soon for more school, and that made me realize nancy and lance and johnnycakes really are moving away this friday. (and i suck at making friends. you should ask all my friends, they will attest because they probably had to take the first step in the befriending business.) it's been a thousand degrees in our ughpt and doesn't look like there's a cool-down in sight. i'm tired of the colors in our bedroom, but i can either buy milk and food and toilet paper or new sheets and bedroom accessories. hmm...i might have to think about that one...i mean, we have wipes.

question of the day #34

don't you love it when your husband (or wife or child or friend) comments on your (lack of) housekeeping ability/motivation but then doesn't offer to help you pick up the kid's toys or wash a few dishes -gasp!- by hand and instead piddlefarts around on the two unrecognizable metal objects in the backyard? i think it's awesome. and i AM talking about morgan, in case you were wondering.

mehbe

just maybe finn ate cold, stale french fries for breakfast this morning. and maybe he dumped them all over the floor before picking out the ones "suitable" for consumption. and maybe i let him do just that while i ate my multigrain cheerios and skim milk because we're trying to teach him to have a well-rounded diet, ya know.

sundays are for...

...playing in the sprinklers

...going on a drive and seeing some crazy houses (and even crazier garages)

...making new friends, of the 4legged variety

...some good old-fashioned flirting with the camera

hope your sunday was as great as ours.

he's no mj, not even a kobe

just a few highlights from dan gilbert's open letter re lebron, the traitor king.

"you simply don't deserve this cowardly betrayal." (with him on the cowardly part. not sure i agree with the betrayal part of this, but i can definitely see how clevelandites would feel that way; their hometown hero deserts them in their continued time of need. wouldn't sit well with me either.)

"i personally guarantee that the cleveland cavaliers will win an nba championship before the self-titled 'king' wins one. you can take it to the bank." (i'd forgotten he gave himself the nickname. what an arrogant sob.)

"but the good news is that this heartless and callous action can only serve as the antidote to the so-called 'curse on cleveland." (cleveland curse? i thought boston and chicago owned the rights to the most notorious curses in sports. hmm.)

as for lj's twitter thing upon touching down in miami, proclaiming that "the road to history begins now," i can only say this: give yourself some more credit, lebron. oh wait, that's impossible as you've taken any and all credit for everything.

the best part of all of this: since d.gil is owner of fatheads, he dropped the price of lebron's to $17.41, the year benedict arnold was born. ahahahaha! good one, gilbert. seriously, much appreciated.

now, can we please dispense of all this lebron shiite? let's get back to the world cup. or golf. anything besides lj. ugh. i'm sick and tired of that guy.

frenchy

i told mor the other day that, should we ever be cursed blessed with daughters, i will be dressing them in things like this...

 

...because how adorable and little girly is that?! and he looked at me like i said i was going to name them tina or bambi and groom them to be the next pussycat doll.