Zombies

Dear Diary:

Have developed a fear of zombies.  Have sneaking suspicion fiancee and daughter are becoming zombies, extensive conversations about “eating Mommy’s brain” being only one of many clues.

Send help.  Who is the Buffy of the Zombie World?

I can call you very ugly in Klingon but I never sank truly to the deepest depths

FOR EXAMPLE, I’ve never made a video of assorted clips- and dude, this song JUST came out.

Who hears a love song and thinks “Oh, that reminds me of these people on star trek?”

I was never a true nerd, I brushed the edges but never truly “inhaled”!

In which I become a filmmaker

Once again The Bloggess has shown me the way and I have now made a film!
Unfortunately I can’t imbed it and wordpress doesn’t support the film format so you’ll just have to go and watch it.
It’s a touching reenactment of the morning Brian proposed to me.

In which I expose my evil side

I’m glad I gave away all my baby stuff so I don’t feel like I have to give it to J&S (Emma’s Dad and GF) when their baby is born (if it’s a girl)  Because I’d feel like I should.  Because I’m nice like that, usually.

Jeff’s parents gave Emma a NICE crib and changing table*- which when his sister told me she was pregnant I offered to her.  Gave it to her the minute I knew she was pregnant.  WHICH IN MY DEFENSE – I found out she was pregnant first.  I don’t honestly know if I’d have given it to J&S even then if I hadn’t given it to Amy- I’d been tossing the idea around of buying the lengthening rails and just making it into a full size bed for her. But that would mean buying an entirely new mattress for her too. And also? Its not like Jeff’s done me any favors. Ever.

*The economy is such that they can’t afford to give Jeff’s sister anything like that right now

And if it didn’t take 6 months, a lawyer and having to file for contempt to get him to pay 100 in past medical bills, I might feel more generous.  And you know, the whole “I want to pay the daycare separately” thing is just working out GRAND. As in, you know, he hasn’t paid a thing. Which is fine. He can get as behind as he wants.

So I’m glad I don’t have any baby stuff left to give him.  Because I don’t want to. And I don’t think I would if I did.

I think it totally unfair that the WII, when it asks you why you are 2 lbs heavier than you were yesterday doesn’t have a category that says “premenstrual bloat, asshole!”

Easter and a cake and a whole lotta other shit rolled into one.

So I was feeling domestic.
So I baked a cake. Wanna see a picture?

Its a carrot cake and it was pretty good. It had pineapple and coconut in it.
The link I got it from is HERE.

Anyway…

I think I need a better camera. Also? It would have been really pretty if I’d bothered to actually toast the coconut. I got tired.

So after I baked it, I took a picture of it. And I didn’t let Emma jump face first into it.
SHE WANTED TO!

So after I tortured my daughter my taking pictures I cut it open.
And it was lovely!

I even made Brian pose for a shot!

Yes, it also tasted delicious. But its HUGE! I’m thinking I’ll take some of it to work and have Brian’s brother in law come and get some too. Next time I think cupcakes would be better- I could freeze them.

And since I ACTUALLY took pictures of something…. Here are some Easter photos for you!
Emma was REALLY pissed that I made her wear bunny ears.

Yes. I get that look a lot. She’s very very good at it.

Here is one of her practicing it.

Anyway, back to Easter, there was this guy who cut in line in front of Emma and I for the balloon animal people. The people very nicely (I thought) asked Emma was she wanted first.

“A Pink Sword!”
And thats what she got.

The nice balloon people somewhat confusedly asked the guy who cut in front of us what he wanted (! hello? Kids function? Bit odd?)
“A little pink doggie!”
Now… I’m not saying he was a creepy pedophile type person? Maybe he had a kid there…? But?
HE WAS CREEPY!

Anyway, one more Easter picture because Emma’s little lips just looked so sweet in this one.

She got my sister Brekke’s lips. Lucky girl.

And hey, here’s a picture of me! Brian and I were going on a DATE! So I curled my hair. It didn’t quite work out but HEY? Who cares?

Brian liked this picture. And I consider any picture where I’m not blinking to be a huge success! (he took 6, and this was the only decent one)

DO YOU KNOW BOSSY?

Well? DO YOU?
you know, that BOSSY? of WWW.iambossy.COM?
Well, turns out, in my drunken post tax season revelry that she will be in BOISE TOMORROW.
and did I know that? Did I extend the hand of friendship to her? NO, because when I read that she was doing her road trip I totally thought she was skipping the Boise region. And it was tax season. So I only noticed numbers. I have now (DRUNKENLY) I might add, emailed 2 potential host of BOSSY to determine if there is an official meeting place for BOSSY.
I drank 2 beliniis tonight. And then I came home and drank like 2 more glassed of wine. And it was good.
I will report back to you, should I meet Bossy.
If I don’t?
I shall weep.
Oh yeah, and I left my phone at the restaurant. Sometimes? I suck
And if those people actually read my emails? They will think I am a lush. Totally not true. For the most part.

I totally needed to get drunk tonight.

So the stress from tax season has been affecting my sleep- I have a hard time falling asleep anyway and you lump stress on that?
Last night at 2 in the morning- I was asleep after lying awake until 12:30- I am woken by a complete asshole on a LOUD motorcycle driving onto the sidewalk UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW. Brian does not wake up, but I jump out of bed and yell groggily “WHO WAS THAT! I’M GONNA KILL THEM, GET THE GUN!” Which does wake Brian up-He thinks I’m being murdered.
I peer out of the blinds to see the man turn off his motorcycle and walk ACROSS the parking lot to the other apartment- why he needed to drive under my window I’m not sure.
I wake up enough to assure Brian that I am not being murdered and therefore do not need the gun. Then he lays back down and is back asleep instantly.
Lucky Bastard.
I am tired today.

So guess who won’t be going to their 10 year reunion?

Did you guess me? You would be right.

First of all- I didn’t even graduate from that high school. Yes, technically I attended 3.75 years there, but I didn’t graduate.

Second? I don’t have many very good memories of it- I loved choir, I went there so I could be in the choir, and those memories were F***** over when my sister saw one of the girls I was in choir with making out with the MARRIED choir teacher who HAS KIDS OLDER THAN US in the parking lot of the store 8 years ago. Messed up.

Plus? Everyone I really cared about I’ve kept in touch with over the years.

Plus? I was glad when the school burned last year- it exorcised many yucky memories for me.
The weird thing is I didn’t have an unhappy high school existence- I got good grades, I had lots of friends. I wasn’t one of the “beautiful people” but I was well liked and everyone knew who I was. (small school, graduating class of 98 people total- 98 in 98, guess I messed that one up huh?)

But high school- while I enjoyed it for what it was- was in NO WAY the best part of my life! I wouldn’t go back to 18 for anything- yes, I wiegh15 lbs more than I did then, But I Feel GOOD about myself and who I am now. And I like that. I’m not the same person I was then, nor would I want to be. And the friends I kept in contact with? Love them as I do they are pretty much the same as they were then- which is fine for them, but I know they are uncomfortable with who I am now.

I am Ariel, twice divorced single mom. Mostly Buddhist, not even a little Mormon anymore- I have 2 bisexual sisters whom I am proud of and love very much and I think they should be able to marry anyone they want. I am pro choice, anti Bush and I believe in global warming. I live unashamedly with my boyfriend whom I will marry someday, when its right for us but we do not feel ashamed of our unmarried status.

If you haven’t already

You really should see Enchanted. It was really really wonderful and so so funny.
My mom said “Its Ariel!” when she saw the heroine, Giselle.
When she told me that I said “Ya, 10 years and 2 rotten marriages ago.” And she acknowledged that this was true. I’m a still the same sweetheart on the inside but little harder on the outside.

I just enjoyed seeing the typical “Disney Princess Type” fleshed out and brought into real life. Amy Adams is too cute Plus? Patrick Dempsey AND James Marsden all rolled up? ( I have a crush on James Marsden)

I posted a couple of videos from youtube over on Gitu. Super funny stuff. Well, for me, anyway