29 January 2010
Excellent tips to prevent lost luggage
28 January 2010
Become fluent in "Women's English"
1. Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the football before helping around the house.
3. Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!
4. A Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer quickly to No 9 for the meaning of nothing.)
5. That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
6. Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot', which is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' - that will bring on No. 7).
7. Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying, "Screw you!"
8. Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to No. 4.
9. Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in "Fine".
24 January 2010
Little Lady...Big Art!
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I love Dan's nose ring! :)
22 January 2010
21 January 2010
20 January 2010
Perfect Strangers Re-make
18 January 2010
Thermal Scans
14 January 2010
Dr.Seuss must get his ideas here
13 January 2010
Donate to help victims in Haiti
12 January 2010
11 January 2010
For you craftsters
09 January 2010
Chinatown WIN!
So, I called Ennio: BOOKED. Nothing available until the end of the month. And as you all could see, this grey hair could NOT be ignored for another month!!
I did some research and heard whisperings about this little hair salon in a back alley in Chinatown. I called and made an appointment to check it out. Hey, worse case scenario I figured I'd just cover my grey roots until I can get in with my own guy.
This place is so deep in the heart of Chinatown that I called upon my trusty iPhone MANY times to keep checking the maps. I finally found it: 12A Pell St, Chinatown Beauty & Styling House.
I got seated right away, pointed at a swatch book to show what I wanted, and then read my book as the non-English speaking stylist went at it with my mop of hair. She did a base color to fill my white and grey roots, then did a full set if highlights. Her technique was so precise and she worked fast but very professionally. No chit chat, which is great, because I really prefer just relaxing while I have my hair done.
After taking the foils out, she gave me the best rinse and shampoo. EVER! She massaged my scalp and neck for what seemed like 20 minutes! I almost fell asleep! Wow!
To blow dry/straighten, two ladies worked on my hair simultaneously. They flat ironed and the. Trimmed about an inch off the bottom, she even cut in some pieces to take the bulk down. Awesome job, and what was my total? $120! Sweet!
Here's the finished look!
-- Posted From My iPhone
07 January 2010
Will someone please knit this for me?!!!!
I LOVE Super Mario Brothers! We just got the new Mario Bros for Wii at Christmas, and it brought back so many memories! We went out and bought 2 more controllers so that me, Dan, and Cory could all play together! It's amazing!
06 January 2010
04 January 2010
Grey Gardens
I'm OLD!!!
-- Posted From My iPhone
'Twas the MONTH AFTER Christmas
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste
At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;
The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
And the way I'd not said, "No, thank you, please."
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---
I said to myself, as I only can
"You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!"
So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,
Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
"Till all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,
I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---
But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!