Can’t say I’d mind a birthday celebration with any or all of them. Maybe if I keep my fingers AND toes crossed when I make my birthday wish….
Leave it to New Kids on the Block to bring me out of my blogging funk. I’ve been thinking of lots of things to update on here but never bothered to get around to it. Let that be a lesson to you…never underestimate the power of the boy band.
My brother presented me with this little gem today:
He found it in a Goodwill, knew I would love it and bought it. If this sounds familiar, you might remember he bought me one of their other videos a few years ago.
I absolutely love every single thing about this cover. First of all, how much more street thug cool can you be than to have your picture taken literally in the street…next to a minimally graffitied wall…next to a sign that reads drug free school zone? Not much let me tell you.
Looking at Joey, aka Little Joey Joe, *sigh and swoon* (it was quite the competition between Joey and Jordan as to who would be my favorite New Kid but in the end Joey won out) I have to wonder if he was expecting there to be a flood or whether he hit puberty in the time between buying those jeans and taking this picture. My guess is the latter.
I don’t really know what look Danny was going for…Tom Cruise in Risky Business? More mature? Cool and casual? Let’s go out for an evening stroll through the back streets of New England while I impress you with the intricacies of freshman community college knowledge. Fail, fail, and fail. You’re not fooling anyone Danny. We’ve all seen Community and the only intricacies of knowledge going on there is what to do should you find yourselves locked inside the school during a zombie attack. Which by the way, was very helpful. As a side note, I’m very excited for Community to come back this fall. And very ticked with networks at putting it in the Friday, aka kiss of death, time slot and only greenlighting 13 episodes. You suck networks *shakes fist*!
Nice pajama pants Jordan. And what’s with that hat? And the vest?
Jon, I’m totally loving your tights? long john underwear? under your jeans. And penny loafers? Seriously. I guess the jokes on us because you had us totally fooled. How could we not have known you were gay? It’s so obvious in retrospect. George Michael you were wrong, the clothes DO make the man.
Donnie, oh Donnie. I just don’t know what to say about your mess of an outfit. What. The. Crap?!??
So I turned the video over and this is what graces the back:
How about a closer look?
Looking at this I can’t believe Jon’s the only one who’s gay.
Joey, or excuse me Joseph as it’s labeled, must really like that T-shirt he’s wearing of forgot to bring a change of clothes to the photo shoot. I’m loving the bowling pin broach on his jacket. Did you know I like to bowl Joey? Did you, did you?? Oh the fun we could have had.
Seriously Jordan,What. Is. Up. With. That. Hat?? You look like a creeper with your fingers trying to give a dainty tip of your hat. You might be about to give a cordial greeting but you’re undressing me with your eyes. Perv.
Jon your hair is perfectly coiffed and looking closely I think your eyebrows were purposefully brushed that way. Again I ask, how did we not know you were gay?
Donnie I still don’t know what to say. Your clothes and style are sending all sorts of mixed messages. Mostly ones that say you look stupid.
Danny, I forgot you had that nasty rat tail. I wish it could have stayed that way.
Oh man, I can’t wait to push play!
I don’t know what it’s like for the rest of the nation but down here in Arkansas the weather has been HEAVENLY! A lot of sunshine, low humidity, warm temps…sigh. Just the other day it was 80 degrees. And I loved it. I’m currently in denial about the fact this probably means the summer will be unbearable hot and riddled with insects. But for now I’m content and happy with the sun.
A few posts back I talked about an assignment I had to do for class that involved creating a glogster. I’m happy to say that yesterday I finally got around to doing it and it’s now submitted and done. Looking at it, it’s pathetic it took me as long as it did to put together because I’m pretty sure there are some third graders that could have done a better job in less than half the time. The information on the page is ridiculously scant but I think that’s the point. At least I’m hoping it is. There was no way to possibly put all the relevant information from the chapter on this thing so I scaled back to an extreme degree. Here’s a link so for those of you who didn’t know what a glogster was, you can get a peek.
Also, some of you from Facebook may have seen that I posted an update about oatmeal. More specifically, how I don’t like it but am trying to fool my tastebuds into thinking they do. I think I have finally found success in maple brown sugar. Is it the beginning of a long and beautiful friendship? I doubt it, but at least I didn’t dump it down the drain. That’s gotta count for something.
Speaking of food, there’s a new restaurant here that’s becoming my favorite. It’s called Pitza 42. They serve personal pizzas on pita bread or you can get different kinds of salad. And for every meal purchased they donate a meal to a charity that helps feed hungry children around the world. AND it’s cheap. Doesn’t get much better than that.
A look ahead this week shows that Friday is FIELD TRIP DAY!!!! I love field trip day. We’re taking the kids to the fire station so that should be pretty fun. Last year we had some firemen come to the preschool and the kids got to see and try on some of their fire clothes and sit in a fire truck. The kids had fun but I think this year will be better.
And finally, I’m going to end this post with the Valentine gift I gave my mom and brother. If this doesn’t say I love you, well, I don’t know what does.
A few years ago my brother and I made some heart shaped sugar cookies for Valentine’s Day. Instead of decorating them pink with pretty sprinkles, we iced them black and wrote what most people really think of the opposite sex (you know you’ve thought these). Here are the contenders for Valentine’s Day 2012:
Some of these were repeats, some new, but all had us cracking up while we made them.
I’m 32 years old. I’d like to think I still have a pulse on what the kids are into these days. Sometimes the pulse may be a little hard to find like you look over at your great Aunt Mable and she appears unresponsive, so you start performing CPR only to discover she was just resting her eyes half way between a bite of mashed potatoes and peas. Hard to find or not, it’s there. For the most part I can turn on the radio and tell you the song and artist that’s being played. I have an entire IMDB library in my head and can spout off random and completely useless facts that benefit absolutely no one about various celebrities. I’m so fashion forward I CHOOSE to only wear sweats because I don’t want to induce a frenzied riot in Walmart while I’m buying a gallon of milk and not because I fell asleep in them the night before and figure with a baseball hat no one will be able to tell the difference. But I digress.
One of my assignments for my c lass in a few weeks is to create a glogster. That’s glogster with two Gs, not to be confused with globster which is what I kept referring to it as. Just so you know, according to Wikipedia a globster is “an unidentified organic mass that washes up on the shoreline of an ocean or other body of water.”
You know what else I learned from Wikipedia? What a glogster is. How sad is that? I’m on Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, not 1 but 2 blogs, Flickr, and probably a whole host of stuff I can’t even remember. But I had to look up the definition of what a glogster is after my forty something year old professor with no kids told me to create one for class.
Oooh, call me! Call me! I was waiting to post these pics because I had some other pictures I was wanting to post but as it turns out I still haven’t taken them. Here are a few from my Halloween party last week.
The kids of course had no idea who or what I was but loved that I was walking around with a vacuum stuck on my back. And check out that gun. It’s an original toy from the 80’s I found in my brother’s stuff up in the attic. Am I a rock star or what…ok fine, but it’s still a good costume. By the way, this is my 300th post – whoo hoo!
I got a message from someone (ahem DJD) to update this little diddy of a blog and I told him I would by the weekend because I thought for sure I could think up enough fodder from the past two months to write about. Well…I’m not so sure. Now that it is officially fall (it is officially fall right?) there is a holiday smell in the air and a little bounce in my step. Spring/Summer are my favorite seasons but let’s face it, this past year felt like living in a crematorium so I welcome the lower temps and humidity. Not just welcome them, I have a spare bed and bath reserved and am prepared to be at their beck and call if they promise to stick around for a while.
We have now started the months of uppers – October, November, December – when everyone starts being nice and a little more charitable which will be followed by the months of downers – January and February – when everyone is annoyed and irritable. Ok maybe that’s just me. Regardless we’re in an upper and I’m actually excited it’s October. Colors will start becoming vibrant and of course Halloween is merely a few weeks away.
I won’t even attempt to write an entry on Halloween because compared to some of you who are Halloween enthusiasts, my entry would be pathetic and sad. And admittedly I haven’t always been so jazzed about it. I think working at a preschool has definitely helped. There are just so many cute crafts and songs and the kids are uber pumped about dressing up. Yesterday we went on a field trip to a pumpkin patch and I was probably more excited than they were.
Our school Halloween party is a week from tomorrow and I’m still trying to put together my costume. Last year I went as a Ninja Turtle and this year I want to go as a Ghostbuster. I’m borrowing a pack back vacuum to serve as my proton pack but am having a hard time locating a jumpsuit to wear. Today a friend said he would mail me one of his old flight suits from when he was in the Marine Corps which would be perfect but I’m a little nervous it won’t get here in time. Fingers crossed.
This year I’m even planning on helping to decorate the outside of the house and have already bought a few things to get the ball rolling. Who knows, with this festive attitude I may even go to a haunted house. Yeah right. I had a traumatic experience (oh it was traumatic alright don’t you worry, that is if you’re a wimpy 10 year old girl) when I was in the 6th grade and have never gotten over it. I tried going to one in the 9th grade but it didn’t work out to well and I break into a sweat and start having heart palpitations just thinking about it.
There won’t be any watching of scary movies either as I will most likely stick to the lame TV crap available on ABC Family this holiday season. Baby steps, baby steps. I “watched” Quarantine a few months ago but that viewing was done at high noon through my fingers with the remote firmly in hand ready to change the channel with the click of a button. I also tried to watch The Strangers but only made it about 2/3rds of the way through. Had to read the ending on IMDB. A wimp I am.
On to something happier about the fall season, I made caramel apples today and am going to get apples tomorrow to make applesauce. And while I’m mentioning food, I made some homemade chicken noodle soup last weekend that was to die for. Another great thing about fall, hearty soups and a kitchen that smells heavenly. Well there you have it. Stay tuned this next week for pics of (cross your fingers) my ghostbuster costume.