no movie for those with an imagination

Thanks to Netflix I saw this movie because, to be perfectly honest, it wasn't my cup of tea. I'm more the good time, where's the happy ending, and ain't love grand sort of movie girl.
It definitely made an impression though...where, as I walked past our glass front doors I thought how Anton could easily make an entrance without even using that air gun. Or, how if he took off his boots in my kitchen there would be no way I could hear him in my bedroom on the opposite side of the house as he approached to slaughter me while sleeping.
Best picture? To each his own...but not for this good time girl.

use your imagination

Do you think if I ask for a haircut a la Lisa Rinna that my next post will be contemplating breast implants and lip injections?

one bag at a time

This is my all time favorite grocery shopping bag. There's patch pockets on the outside, inside, and it's a strong and sturdy raw canvas to hold everything from your shopping list. Recycled rope and rivets give it bragging rights. Go green with style girlfriend....make those plastics and papers jealous.

I don't get it

This is a picture (or real close to it...) of the toilet paper holders we have in our home. Polished nickel, no springs, a "slip and slide", "off and on", "so easy a monkey could change the toilet paper" sort of piece of hardware.

So, my husband is sweet enough to do the grocery shopping today and buy the toilet paper and even takes the time to divide up the 24 mega rolls into the three bathrooms... thanks baby!

But, why is it when I go into one of the bathrooms to "do my business" I see that the roll of toilet paper is sitting on top of the hardware. Not on the back of the toilet, not by the sink and definately NOT ON THE HARDWARE meant for holding the toilet paper. I don't get it...slide off the empty and slide on the full. So close...so close, but yet so far.

torn between two web designers....

Sometimes I am such a girl.

Some of you know I have been building, designing, creating, and uploading a new website. Let's make this clear...I HAVE NOT, BUT a hired web designer/developer has.

It's been crazy with week after week in delays and month after month of "almost-dones."

But, the website that was created turned out great...very creative, bright, colorful and perfect for our target audience of the 7-12 year old girl. The only problem we were having was that we were not able to upload our blogs or answer questions from kids because emails were not working and there was still some tweaking to be done with the "backstage" or the "plumbing" of the website. We realized that something needed to be done and realized that our frustration level was growing day by day when there was no progress.


So, I went out and found another web developer. Yes, I did. Web designer #1 was paid off so everything was on the up and up. With #1, I felt as though we were thought of as a pest near the end of our relationship and things were not being done that needed to be done....so, BAM! Found website developer #2.

I feel as though I'm a new customer. Emails on the weekend regarding the work....emails asking about this or that...wow! I feel so pampered and cared for. Now, I realize that we are in the newlywed phase....but I think I'm in love.

The girl part...web designer #1 still needs to send files,etc..to web designer #2 and I feel so awkward asking for them...sort of like claiming your stuff after a break up. Like, does #1 KNOW that we are leaving him for someone that takes care of us....completes our website? I may need to go back to #1 one day for an animation or a new game....but for now, my site belongs to #2.

Easter treats

I'm all for celebrating Easter...egg hunts, church, easter baskets, family time.
I don't understand why some businesses choose to take the day off though...especially businesses that can be shared and enjoyed with the family. I mean, wouldn't Jesus have enjoyed a nice, yummy, soft serve cone on this Springtime holiday from the local ice cream/frozen yogurt shop? I think it would have been cool and refreshing for Him.

she bangs, she moves

I know it's old, but on my ipod it's new. And you can bet your sweet dancing with the stars that I was SO banging while hauling 20 pounds of groceries in my backpack from the closest Safeway to my home. Priscilla Presley eat your heart out.

spring break

I could eat a jar of this stuff about every other day. You would think I would become sick of it after consuming one jar (small size, not the giant one that this girl is enjoying...I do know my limits) in twenty-four delicious hours. You would think I would vow to never eat the sweet, nutty, spreadable treat again.

That would be on a Monday and on Wednesday I would be sticking my silver spoon in it once more to enjoy the rush. I love this stuff.

name that baby

From MSNBC:

"We didn't have a name picked out until just before we left the hospital," Halle told Nancy. "For us it was hard to name the most important person in our life until we met her."Halle Berry's baby daughter's name is Nahla Ariela Aubry, pronounced GNAW-lah ARE-ee-EL-uh.
A spontaneous, off the cuff, fly by the seat of your pants sort of name.

makes me smile

Congratulations and best of luck to Tyler who will be making his first stand up comedy appearance! Gotta love someone who's taking a challenge and following a dream...go for it!

as good as it gets

One of my most favorite things to do on a cold, wet, miserable sort of day is to sneak a nap in. The thought of snuggling in under a freshly laundered quilt (dried in the sunshine yesterday and smelling of freshness..or is that the Tide mountain spring?) and stealing a few winks just puts a smile on my face. Living in Arizona I don't get the chance too often (way too sunny most of the time) but every once in a while you get to pull one over on the man (not sure who "the man" is but I am feeling like I'm pulling one over on someone) Here's to naps...and here's to the good life.

pretty pictures

Many thanks to my good friend, sharona,

for turning me on to a fun, fashionable new site designspongeonline.com Style on baby!

Give me a home where the buffalo roam

I just finished watching the Real Housewives of New York City and I sincerely hope that Bravo found these women at their psychiatrist's offices where they are discussing their insecurities regarding social standing, style, class, and acceptance.

"I don't know what to wear. Do I look okay? Are you sure I look okay?" "It's nice to be on a vacation where I don't feel like I have to impress anyone" "Why did she invite her and not me?" "If you have children you have to live on the upper east side to get them in the right schools" "It takes a lot of money to climb the social ladder"....geesh.

It makes me long for the good old days of the OC Housewives where the boobs were the only thing that were so blatantly fake.

Who's your DADDY?

When I first inquired about our website, thecupcakesclub.com, from GoDaddy I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. They were ready to hold my hand and sell me everything they had to offer....it felt like a homepage to me.

But now, when we're getting down and dirty and things need to be uploaded with SQL's and PHP's and just when I don't understand a word of it...my GoDaddy tech support starts to speak Chinese to me (they're probably getting back at me because they didn't understand the word "cupcakes" at the trade show) and to add insult to injury they give me attitude of "I can't believe you don't understand what I'm saying."

I am SO going to win at this game GoDaddy tech support...I will understand and go forth and win at this little thing we call the internet. And, I'm going to leave you in the corner at the cocktail party all by yourself with no social skills to speak of and no one to talk to.

Lost in translation

So, we just got back from Las Vegas...I would say "Vegas" but I feel like such a poseur if I'd say that.

Anyway, didn't go there to gamble...we went to a show looking for cupcake related items for the website http://www.thecupcakesclub.com/ and monthly gifts for memberships. For those of you who follow my blog you'll remember that I am writing a children's book series and creating an interactive website for the "tweens" girls.

The show had lots of importers...lots of the Asian population who if I would not have had a picture of a CUPCAKE on my business card would have been at a total loss to what a cupcake is, was, or will ever be. Let's just say...not my target audience and the word "cupcake"gets lost in translation (although as a disclaimer, I am sure there are many, many, many, of you in the Asian population who are quite knowledgeable in the area of what a cupcake is).

While there, I did run into Julia Roberts and we talked about what big teeth we both have but she did understand what a cupcake was and I am proud to say that Miss Roberts will be our first celebrity Cupcakes Club member. Oprah (who was looking quite thin and must not be eating cupcakes as of late) also was most interested in The Cupcakes Club and we took a few minutes for an interview. All in all, a really good weekend.