Wednesday, October 29, 2008


Princess has been complaining about her knee for a while now. Mr. Right finally broke down and took her to the doctor. Turns out, it is fractured. Great. More ammunition for her to build her case that her parents are losers.

I believe this is related to the Great Ski Accident of 2007. Aggravated by gymnastics.

Both of which (especially skiing) will probably be out of the question this year.

I was so looking forward to reading my Kindle at the chalet by a toasty fire while Mr. Right and Princess take to the slopes. If global warming doesn't get in the way.

The idea of the first few snow flakes falling while she looks out the window and wimpers is driving me to have dreams about developing an alcohol problem.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

I'm doing this for Marinka

Motherhood in NYC is a girl blogger I am in love with I read most days. She keeps posting these cool pictures of sites from Manhattan every day. Taunting me.

So I decided to post a picture of what we get to look at in the great city of Detroit. We affectionately refer to it as the Fist Cock (it's really supposed to be a Joe Louis monument). I actually saw a homeless man peeing on it one time, the nerve!

Nice, isn't it? Gives you a real warm and fuzzy when visiting the city.

Take that, Marinka! Snap!

Monday, October 20, 2008

Phone calls from school

Princess got in trouble at school, for deciding she wanted to sit in a different seat. The teacher's take on it was that she was asked to move back but said she wasn't going to. Then was sent to the principal's office and Mr. Right was called to come get her.

I can only imagine her panick "holy crap, didn't know that was going to happen".

The teacher also decided to add that it was the last straw with her, that she had been misbehaving for a while? (wow, that does not sound like her). He says she won't sit straight in her chair and when he tells her to she responds that her chair isn't comfortable. Ok, that one I can picture her pulling.

She was about to be grounded for quite a while (the girl she wanted to sit next to got in-school suspension, WTH?).

But after hearing her side, I'm not sure what to think. I don't want to be THAT parent who thinks their kid never does anything wrong and teachers are full of it. But Princess doesn't lie either, or if she tries it is really easy to catch her.

She says that there are some kids who sit around her that have been bugging her (throwing stuff at her and talking to her) and she can't concentrate. Before class started, she moved to another desk (instead of asking the teacher first). She says that when the teacher came in, he said for her to get back to her spot and she told him she wanted to prove to him she could sit there (it happens to be next to her friend). He told her to move it, she took her time, and he picked up the phone in the classroom and called the office.

I'm not sure why the friend she moved next to got in-school suspension, and Princess just got a call to home. That seems bizarre.

Friend was actually supposed to come to the house to play Friday night, so that was cancelled. We didn't ground Princess because... if her side of the story is what happened, they need to calm down. I explained to her the correct way to approach a teacher.

Should we have stuck it to her anyway?

Sunday, October 19, 2008

The Palin Effect

I'm not going to blog about my politics (Obama Obama Obama) because I leave that up to people who have time for it and can take the ridicule. I'm not that thick skinned. And I know it would take over my life because I am in fact a political person in the real world. This is also a good thing because... well, aren't you sick of it all already?

So I found this funny....

Mr. Right and I of course watched SNL last night. As usual, Oliver (kitty) was asleep in my lap. Just as the real Sarah Palin came on to make her speech at the podium, Oliver started to twitch, woke up, looked at me, and hissed.

I don't think I've ever laughed harder.

I'd like to think it is because something evil came on the TV and he could sense it... but actually he was probably dreaming about how he got outside earlier that afternoon and I found him and brought him back in, which required a real life hiss.

Hopefully that is all the political blogging I will do.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Planning ahead

Since my mom has alzheimer's now at her ripe not so old age, I have committed to having my family over for Thanksgiving this year. I am panicking early.

Please don't open the door to that bathroom that isn't redone yet.

I came across this "stuffing cage" thing. The idea here is that you can put the stuffing in the cage and shove it in the bird, then pull it out by the handle when done cooking. Instead of scooping it out of the bird, apparently that is a tedious task? I think this thing is illegal in a few states.

Is this a good idea, or a ridiculous idea? If I knew what I was doing, would I even ask?

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

I kid you NOT

I was tagged by Kimmguru to go to my 6th picture folder and post my 6th picture. At first I was a little worried (what if it's porn?) but when I went to my folder and saw it is this picture, I had to smile. I swear this is not gratuitous! You can check her comment on my Meme post if you don't believe me!

Big sigh. A picture of us looking at the Mackinac bridge on our wedding day.

And Kimmguru, Mr. Right says that Mr. Bigwood has to give up his name so he can have it.

Monday, October 13, 2008

With this ring...

Let me first say that I am not a jealous person. I'm not a closeted jealous type, either. I don't have a jealous bone in my body. I usually hate to use cliches too, but I will make an exception here. I am the person who makes fun of people with jealousy issues, clearly they are getting ripped off by their therapist. Mr. Right has not seen a nano second of jealousy from me. Besides, I'm the hot one.

I used jealous 5 times in that paragraph.

This brings me to my point. Why, oh why, does Mr. Right insist on constantly forgetting his wedding ring? Before he leaves the house. For a PMI class tonight. And alot of other days.

I was enjoying my alone time at home tonight, looked up from the kitchen sink, and there it was, sitting on the window sill. Mocking me.

I couldn't resist, I had to call his cell phone and leave him a message asking how his class went without his wedding ring.

I also had to tell him when he got home that his ring is actually a babe magnet, maybe he should wear it once in a while.

It's such a nice ring too, I don't get it. Not as nice as mine, but nice.

Friday, October 10, 2008


I got tagged for a Meme by Motherhood in NYC. I wasn't quick enough to dart my eyes away and pretend I didn't read it, and I stalk read her every day so I guess I should pay it forward. I'd also like to mention that the reason I read her blog every day is not only because she is a very funny writer and originally from Russia, but she does in fact live in Manhattan with her husband and kids. That facinates me. She doesn't have to cut grass, shovel snow, pick up the neighbor's dog poop, plant flowers, pull weeds, or even drive if she doesn't want to. To top it off, her post yesterday was about how she walks past the Saks Fifth Avenue window display every day. What the hell. The highlight of my commute to work is usually the hooptie that broke down in front of me (it wouldn't be Friday in good old Detroit without a hooptie in your way).

The idea here is to give 6 odd things about me.

1) I was a ballerina for 16 years. People who know me in person, will find that odd. And will laugh in my face. Thanks, in advance.

2) I wanted to be a nun when I was 14. Enough said.

3) I am still in touch with the first boyfriend I ever had, when I was 16.

(you can stop rolling your eyes now Mr. Right)

4) Henry Winkler kissed me on the cheek at Vantasia in 1977. That was when he was The Fonz. I was kindof a big deal after that.

5) I was the Queen of the Kootie Kissers in first grade.

6) I get motion sickness just riding an elevator.

Come to think of it, #3 is probably why #2 never happened.

Now I'm supposed to tag 6 bloggers to list 6 of their own odd things about themselves, I will start with my friend Briana, then Scargosun, Insane Mama, Fluffy Windover, I eat my pigeon, and Mama Fidel.

I'm not going to contact you all to let you know I've tagged you, but I will notice if you go with it.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Indian Summer

This weekend it is going to be sunny and in the 80's. In Michigan this here is what we call "Indian Summer" because we have had frost.

I am not going to give you the running tally on how long I have been on Mr. Right to power wash the house, let's just say I've been patient.

So I sent him an email this morning that "we should get jiggy with a power washer this weekend since it is going to be so warm". I even threw in some ideas on where to rent one for good measure.

The response? He has one lined up for Saturday.

That is so hot.