Friday, June 25, 2010

I Need A Fist Bump!

"The fist bump gesture is performed when two participants each form a closed fist with one hand and then lightly tap the front of their fists together. The participants' fists may be either vertically-oriented (perpendicular to the ground) or horizontally-oriented. Unlike the standard handshake, which is typically performed only with each participants' right hand, a fist bump may be comfortably performed using the left hand of one participant and the right hand of another, which is convenient if one's right hand is holding an item or otherwise preoccupied." (wikipedia)

Which is awesome because lately my right hand has been preoccupied with this:

Oh YEEEAAAHH that's right! KA-POW!!! It's a ring watch! It showed up in the mail the other day in a package from my grandmother, who must have realized how much more convenient it would be to check the time on my finger instead of my wrist. It's my new favorite toy. Seriously! Look how amazingly useful my bling-y ring watch has been so far!

Is it time for a cookie? Yes. Yes it is.

I can now teach Katie the alphabet and how to read a clock all at the same time!

I never spend too much time visiting Mabel in the garden anymore.

I also used to waste precious seconds by glancing at my wrist watch while solving Katie's plastic slide-y puzzles. Not anymore thanks to my RING WATCH!

I'll stop now because I'm starting to sound like an annoying infomercial (Yours for the low LOW price of $59.95!) and I'm fighting the urge to make this post into one while writing in a horribly fake red-neck accent*. And, I'm sure, sugar honey, ya' all don't be wantin' to hear all that, now do ya'?

Plus, I don't want my wrist watch to get jealous.

*I should so share some of my essays from jr. high, or high school, or, um,well, college.... Because, there's nothing anyone likes better than reading a five paragraph essay comparing and contrasting the use of imagery in selected poems by Emily Dickinson in the voices of Billy Bob and Bubba Joe, am I right?


Due to the overwhelming comments on this post of "Where can I get my OWN ring watch? I want to be the FIRST in my neighborhood to own one this summer!!" I created some links to help you guys get the Have To Own accessory of the summer! Plus, in case you were wondering how cool a ring watch really is you can see Matt Frewer flip one open in Episode 9 of Season 5 on Star Trek: TNG. Happy shopping!**

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Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Things I'll Put A Bra On For, But Not Shoes*

*Mostly because once The Thing (now more aptly named Ellie) was born my feet finally figured out that I was pregnant and immediately blew up to the size of two podiacal shaped hot air balloons hovering over the New Mexico skyline. "Balloon!! Balloon, guys! This is our last chance!!" Yep. That's my feet talking.

Bra worthy outing #1

Just a few days before going into labor I entered a contest to win free coffee for a week from Manette Coffee Company-an awesome little drive thru kiosk with great lattes just up the road from our house and guess what? I WON!! Sure, only like seven people entered, but, whatever-because if there's ever a time I need a free jolt of caffeine it's now! Two, three, four, five, six, twelve nighttime feedings? Not a problem! Just send Jon down the road for my free daily latte and I'm good to go (for like an hour, then I need a nap.)

Bra Worthy Outing #2

TOFUSEDAY!! It should be a county wide holiday every week, it's seriously that good. I've eaten at Hi-Lo's every Tuesday I could tear Katie away from Story time at the library with a minimum of whining. I mean, just look at what they can do with tofu:

But I may have taken Katie there one too many times for their kid friendly grilled cheese. Before I got one bite of that sun dried tomato/pesto/pine nut/tofuey goodness, Katie hurled that kid friendly grilled cheese all over the floor. Yeah. I put on a bra for that? Just so we're all on the same visual page here, it looked a lot like this:

While not the actual vomit, (it's the split pea soup with aminos and nutritional yeast I made a few months ago) it did look amazingly similar. (You guys should really come to dinner at my house some time!)

And, in case you're wondering if The Thing (now more aptly named Ellie) is really here and can be blamed for this randomly put together post:

This is also why Jon isn't allowed to play with my phone anymore.