Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I decided to enter a video this year (because I'm in graduate school and have an abundance of free time...cough, cough). I wanted to make a music video featuring music from The Trans Siberian Orchestra. I love their music. I have been known to listen to their songs in the summer. I know, I know, shame on me. Anyway, I filmed the video (which took awhile) and handed the clips to my fantastic film friend Janet who did the editing, cropping, and designing. The video won Best Actress and Best Costume/Make up.
Here are the Char-Lettes performing Queen of the Winter Night.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Little Boy Blue revealed his wish list a few weeks ago when in Target. I took notes. Some of the Lego toys are under $20. He tore the pictures out of a catalog and keeps them handy to look at and covet. Er, I mean, dream.
P-Squared then listed five different Lego sets.
I noticed he'd copied all the siblings minus Little boy. I took the opportunity to respond first.
Dad, since I wasn't at Target with you, my wish list is unknown. To be helpful, I've responded with my list. I like
- a new car
- a road bike (I'll even settle for one that's only $1,000)
- tuition paid in full
Then the email responses snow-balled. First from TheDeanInc.
Since we are all laying this out there, I want:
- a 3 year old BMW M3 (not as picky on the 'new' part that Charlotta wants)
- some new jeans, preferably True Religions.
Scratch that...just get me some very high valued Nordstrom gift cards.
Next from P-Squared himself:
Well, if we're revealing, I want
- a new truck. Then Johnny can drive my truck.
- some new shirts and slacks.
- a replacement of the Acura for (me) mama mia
- a new garage door
- or shingles for the house.
Nothing TOO costly.
Then Johnny commented:
That's an ugly truck, no offense, but if you're the one driving it, then SURE, go for it!
And finally Smelly Shelly wrote:
I need these. (She's enrolled in Dental Hygiene school) They range from $700 - 900 but I don't know if that includes a prescription.
- this car
...or the SUV
...or a black Range Rover
I hope Mama Mia wants a new four car garage...
Friday, November 13, 2009
Answer: I suppose they sit politely, stand/sing/clap/pray at the appropriate times, and socialize/dance during the reception.
I wouldn't know. I'm not 'normal'.
Question: What do I do at weddings?
Oh, I'm so glad you asked. I sneak away with Little Boy Blue, find naked statue gardens, and take pictures. I think my way is waaaaaay more fun.
Dear Josh and Danielle ~ Congratulations! Thanks for inviting my family to your special day. You mentioned I was missing from the pictures the photographer took. Hmm, that's weird. I guess the photographer and I always just missed each other. I mean, I was there. Regardless, Little Boy Blue and I had lots of fun. It's certainly a wedding he and I will never forget. Much love ~ Charlottalove
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
(A fra-reaking awesome cake!)
Um, Sign. Me. Up!
Now, as part of the book tour, each stop has a contest. Anyone attending is welcome to submit a cupcake replica of one of the cake disasters on her website.
I opted for 'I want sprinkles' cake. Here is the original cake posted on her blog.
Here's my cupcake replica. Mine actually had sprinkles. (I didn't win.)
It was to be me and Julia-Gulia. We invited Mama Mia to join us but, unfortunately, she had previous obligations and told us to have fun. We couldn't just leave her out of the evening though. What could we do to help Mama Mia experience the full wreckiness of our evening?
We made a cake.
The ugliest cake we could create.
(Julia-Gulia and I are torn: is it the back of Oscar the Grouch's head or a moldy football? We can't decide.)
And we had Jen autograph it.
She admitted this was the first time she'd ever been asked to autograph a cake.
I'm glad we could make her first experience so ...wrecky.
Friday, October 9, 2009
We are thankful that John came for the food.
We each chuckled. Even Little Boy Blue appreciated the mistake.
September 2009: Sunday dinner ~ Our guest, John, is again seated and it's time to bless the food. Little Boy, an emerging prankster like the rest of us, offered to say grace.
We are thankful that John came comma for the food.
My chuckle - during the prayer - was quite audible and soon joined by others.
I sure hope God has a sense of humor.
Otherwise comma I'm in big trouble.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
And now I know what time it is when I'm doing my hair or putting on my makeup.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Everywhere. To school, to the grocery store, around the house, while playing outside...
I remember riding my bicycle in the street one day while wearing my glasses. The neighbors were remodeling their home and a construction crew was busy at work. I rode up then down the street; up and back again. I'm not sure if I hit a small rock or shifted my balance but one moment I was riding high and the next found me on the asphalt next to my fallen bike. I laid there for what seemed like only a second before a construction member rushed to my side to help me. He picked up my bike and I dusted my knees. He then retrieved my blue frames and handed them to me.
I was humiliated.
He knew! He knew my adorable, cute frames were fake! Never mind that I'd just crashed my bike in front of him, he knew my glasses were plastic, empty frames.
I went in the house and waited until they left before I rode my bike again.
Little did I know that I would actually need glasses in 8th grade.
Monday, July 20, 2009
My car is a keeper. I bought her after I graduated from college in 2002 and she's been my trusty sidekick since. She and I have been to various states, run over a few nails, blown a tire on the interstate, and been pulled over for going a little too fast.
As cool cars go, I think mine's the coolest. I mean, she blinks.
BLINKS, I tell ya!
I bet your car doesn't blink.
Please ignore the check engine light. I ran out of electrical tape. Oh, and ignore the fact that every time I shift, the car clunks like a cheap casino machine. Most car owners can only wish to be that cool.
Friday, July 10, 2009
We registered. Got our race numbers. They put your registration number on your arm and your age on your leg. I'm telling you...there's nothing like nearly running out of energy during the running portion - you want to quit - and then you see some lady pass you and she has a '59' written on her calf to get you moving again!
Monday, June 29, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Well, it's a bit different for Little Boy Blue and Johnny Cherie. You don't even want to know what they did.
*Always a fun day at the house when there is a camera phone, and empty dryer, and three bored siblings. I may or may not have tried to get in the dryer but something about my legs being waaaaaaaay too long and awkward to fit.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I glued reinforcement tabs on the back.
P2, I love you. Thanks for the structure and framing you give to my life.