It's all for the dogs!

I recently made the decision to ban the dogs from my room every other night. This way I can have a semblance of regular sleep. In order to keep them out of my room and from completely trashing the house, this means that they must stay in their cage all night or sleep in Lu's room.

Since Lu's room looks like a clothes bomb went off all over the place, they are stuck in the cage for the time being.

Lu and I were discussing the best strategy for her clothes when we realized that we don't have one. She needs to get rid of clothes that don't fit her and find places for the clean clothes that do fit her. Now this wouldn't be a huge problem if she had anywhere near a normal amount of clothes, but she doesn't she has mountains of clothes. I'm not even kidding -

She also needs to have a plan of action for her "play room." Since we bought the first stupid house we even looked at (We're morons). We managed to score a 4 bedroom house (for 3 freakin' people - what were we thinking). That leaves us 2 rooms to use for whatever. One is my sewing room (a huge mess also), and the other is the room we use to throw all those toys that people insist on buying her (I would like to say here, that having an only child is the best way to accumulate a bunch of unnecessary crap), (and for people who can't figure out what to buy for "only children" start a college fund or something, no one needs that much STUFF).

We have been through that room several times armed with nothing but trash bags and even though just 4 months ago we got rid of this -

Her room? still looks like this -

She has until Saturday morning at 6AM (when the trash guys come) to get this taken care of. I am not doing it for her.

The deadline is all because of a giant Scooby toy that I've been trying to throw away for years. She brings down this stupid Giant Scooby, because "Mommy, it has a hole in it (yay!), and can you fix it?" I tell her, no, it's time to just throw it away. So she walks into the kitchen puts him down by the trash can (I'm in the other room and can't see her) and is gone for like 5 minutes. I walk in to see what's up, (thinking maybe she's down stairs or something) and I find her crying very quietly. She loves this stupid thing and really doesn't want to get rid of it. So we make a deal. Clean both of the rooms before trash day, or Scooby goes out with the trash. And as a bonus, once you've got your rooms clean, you can have the dogs every other night (Yeah, I'm sneaky like that).

If you have strategy that a 10 year old that likes to look at everything before it gets thrown away can follow I am ALL EARS.



Jade meets Sarah...

It's on!



"He's mine!!!!!"


"You made me bleed!"

"Give me that knife!"

And Sarah gets the knife...

"Let's see you walk now!"




"Don't lose your head Sarah."


Victory is MINE!

I'm waiting Joe.

It's Ok, no harm done - she is a Barbie(t).

The doctors have put Sarah's head back on, and she is resting.

Sarah and Jade have made up and are good friends now.

Will they want to separate for Joe?

*See the other version here.


She will cut you She is very skilled in combat

A friend of mine is looking for a speaker companion for his mascot, so I asked my daughter if she would contribute a Bratz to the cause.

My daughter picked Jade -

{Now I don't know if any of you are knowledgeable in the Bratz world, but Jade? She's the Asian. The Bratz have friends of all colors and there isn't a main Bratz doll, like there is a "Barbie." The Bratz have Jade (Asian), Jasmin (Hispanic), Sasha (African-American) and Chloe (Caucasian).}

Then sticks her in a "I smooch Paris" shirt.
To go live with GI Joe.
um... really?

Here's Jade -

Jade is kinda hot for Joe -

Now Joe gets to pick his mate, so I thought he might want to see her practicing her duties.

Here she is practicing sitting on a speaker -

And here she is holding her first dollar -

Jade also wanted me to pass on the message that she will cut Joe if he doesn't pick her she is very skilled in combat if that kind of thing is required -

Good Luck Jade!


Thirsty Thursday

I just realized I hadn't posted a drink recipe in a long time, so I thought I'd post this one -

Fizzy Navel
(It's the cousin of the Fuzzy Navel)

1 part Peach Schnapps
2 parts Orange Soda

Serve on the rocks

This is very similar to the Fuzzy Navel, but the soda is sweeter than juice. Also you get the bubbles, and bubbles always make things better.

*As a side note, we stumbled across this recipe when we didn't have any juice up at the lake, but had tons of Orange Soda. So we were all, "Hey, why not?" Then come to find out we are copy cats. I was looking for names to use, so I searched "Fizzy Navel" and low and behold it is a common drink. Damn! I thought we were special. Oh well. Shoulda known better.


Aaahhhhh!!!! So. Excited!

So I'm not going to be at Blogher, but I'm totally going to the People's Party!


And I've got my bi-atch talked into going with! YAY! Now I'll just go off and practice hiding in a corner, cause dayum... do you know who all is going to be there!!!!!

*scurries off to quiver in anticipation*


Happy Birthday!

I finally got to spring the great surprise on my daughter! She is turning the big 1-0 tomorrow, and she has been begging me to try to win her tickets to go see Taylor Swift. I told her we were trying to win her tickets but to not hold her breath. Of course as soon as I found out Ms. Swift was coming so close to us, so close to Lu's birthday, I immediately purchased 2 tickets (waaay back in Feb.).

Yesterday was the concert. She still had no idea! I had made her a skirt from some material we got at a garage sale for free, and I told her Auntie said she had to wear it. (Today is Auntie's birthday). So she's all decked out:

Then we tell her we have something for her to open for her and Auntie's birthday.

She sees, but doesn't really believe it...

Wait for it... There it is! She gets it, and is THRILLED!

And behold... two very happy birthday girls.