This is the box for Fish & Chips kids size. #Fail
Monday, June 7, 2010
Mum's visit to Awesometown
My mum has been here for a little over a week and this visit has been the least eventful for sure. We haven't done a lot of things as I have been busy with work and mum has been spending lots of time with the kids. She is only here for 10 days on her way to Canada where she is doing a tour. Of course I am jealous as for once she gets to go somewhere I haven't been. Jay and I were thinking about places to take her as she has been pretty much everywhere in LA over the past few years and we really couldn't think of anything cool. Instead we hung out here and at friends places and saw what Awesometown and Radsville had to offer. Here are some pics of what we have seen so far:
Diagram of how the world works.
As you can clearly see Cristen, Lisa and I figured out the mysteries of the universe when with coffee cups and cellphones. Can't you see the answers? They are obvious aren't they?
Friday, June 4, 2010
Flash Fiction Friday!
I gave it a go and I wrote some Flash Fiction for LA Birdie this week. I have another fiction project in the works too so stay tuned to see what happens with that one. I am not giving away any more information except to say that it is a collaborative effort and I am waiting for my co-author to start.
Read my story at L.B. Birdie's Website and leave a comment. It's called All In All and it is based upon a friend of mine from highschool. She knows who she is. Click here!
Read my story at L.B. Birdie's Website and leave a comment. It's called All In All and it is based upon a friend of mine from highschool. She knows who she is. Click here!
Toddlers and Tiaras
Why do people put their kids in pageants? More importantly why do I watch this inane show - Toddlers and Tiara's? I just want to write about the episode I am watching now titled "Le Maison de Paris" .
Into to kids:
Kid A - is butt ugly and a little shit. She is also 4 and still uses a dummy. The mum is the dummy.
Kid B - is very cute and seems to like being there but the mum makes her do mini hooker dances. She's 6.
Kid C - is sweet and boring
Prepping quotes:
Kid A "She is just a little diva" - no she is a spoilt little shit.
"Putting nails on ...was like putting nails on a Tasmanian devil" - as the mum pumps her full of sugar.
Kid B - "She is more mature than 6 years old" - as she is stripping in a hooker suit.
Kid C - "zzzzzzz"
Next:
Kid A runs all over her mum and is a shit
Kid B gets her flipper because she's gross like that
Kid C - um, not shown
Next:
None of the mums or kids know what it means or can pronounce the pageant name - the show gets in a French native to correctly explain Le Maison de Paris.
Oh no!
Someone stopped taping the show. Were they tired of the stupidity? I'll never know who won but that's OK. I don't care.
Into to kids:
Kid A - is butt ugly and a little shit. She is also 4 and still uses a dummy. The mum is the dummy.
Kid B - is very cute and seems to like being there but the mum makes her do mini hooker dances. She's 6.
Kid C - is sweet and boring
Prepping quotes:
Kid A "She is just a little diva" - no she is a spoilt little shit.
"Putting nails on ...was like putting nails on a Tasmanian devil" - as the mum pumps her full of sugar.
Kid B - "She is more mature than 6 years old" - as she is stripping in a hooker suit.
Kid C - "zzzzzzz"
Next:
Kid A runs all over her mum and is a shit
Kid B gets her flipper because she's gross like that
Kid C - um, not shown
Next:
None of the mums or kids know what it means or can pronounce the pageant name - the show gets in a French native to correctly explain Le Maison de Paris.
Oh no!
Someone stopped taping the show. Were they tired of the stupidity? I'll never know who won but that's OK. I don't care.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Getting Ready to do some writing
I have been given a challenge. I like a challenge. I need to get in the mood for this challenge so I am reading again. I need to remember how to write and how words make me feel. I found this today. Powerful.
SHE WHO IS ALWAYS IN MY THOUGHTS - by Bhartrhari
She who is always in my thoughts prefers
Another man and does not think of me.
Yet he seeks for another's love, not hers;
And some poor girl is grieving for my sake.
Why then, the devil take
Both her and him; and love; and her; and me.
This poem is from the 5th Century. How amazing is it that something written so long ago has so much impact today. Do you get it? How does it make you feel? Writing and art has always amazed me as I have always found the idea of someone finding meaning from something another person has created to be incredible.
Do you have any favourites?
SHE WHO IS ALWAYS IN MY THOUGHTS - by Bhartrhari
She who is always in my thoughts prefers
Another man and does not think of me.
Yet he seeks for another's love, not hers;
And some poor girl is grieving for my sake.
Why then, the devil take
Both her and him; and love; and her; and me.
This poem is from the 5th Century. How amazing is it that something written so long ago has so much impact today. Do you get it? How does it make you feel? Writing and art has always amazed me as I have always found the idea of someone finding meaning from something another person has created to be incredible.
Do you have any favourites?
Tuesday's Truth
I was kind of naughty as a kid. I did stupid stuff that now makes me blush or cringe or both. One thing I did that I'm pretty sure my parents never knew about was very stupid. I threw a bucket of rocks from a tree onto a new BMW. Yep. Not smart.
We used to go to our friends house and climb the huge pine trees and hang out all day. I was 11 or 12 I think and I had a crush on one of the boys so of course I used to do silly things to get his attention. I was a tomboy too so whatever the boys did I had to do better. I was rougher and did stupider stuff. I thought I was so cool. I guess I wasn't. :)
Anyhow we were up in the big pine trees near the mansion in Lilydale (which I don't think is there anymore) and someone had the wonderful idea of picking up stones and throwing them at the cars that passed under us.
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The pine trees aren't there anymore but this is where it was - corner of Nelson Rd and Cavehill Rd.
Maybe it was me who had that idea...
We got buckets of gravel and hid up in the trees and threw rocks at the cars that passed under us. C'mon guys! Let's just go crazy! (stupid). I saw a silver BMW come up and said "watch this" and dumped the entire bucket of gravel on the car. The car skidded to a halt and a very angry guy got out.
I hid. I was silent. I didn't even breathe. The kids with me did the same. Our bikes were under the tree so that kind of gave us away. The guy looked at his car and looked up the tree and spotted us and started to yell at us to get down the tree. NO WAY was I getting down the tree. I didn't care if I had to live up there but I wasn't getting down! He yelled at us until he was blue in the face but we were not giving in. We remained in the tree. He got sick of waiting and drove off. We seriously stayed up the tree until the sun started to set. We got down very slowly and made sure that he wasn't around. He wasn't. We never mentioned it again.
(I wonder what ever happened to that guy I was trying to impress? I know nothing ever happened between us. - Hi Laurie. I can't even remember your last name anymore.)
We used to go to our friends house and climb the huge pine trees and hang out all day. I was 11 or 12 I think and I had a crush on one of the boys so of course I used to do silly things to get his attention. I was a tomboy too so whatever the boys did I had to do better. I was rougher and did stupider stuff. I thought I was so cool. I guess I wasn't. :)
Anyhow we were up in the big pine trees near the mansion in Lilydale (which I don't think is there anymore) and someone had the wonderful idea of picking up stones and throwing them at the cars that passed under us.
View Larger Map
The pine trees aren't there anymore but this is where it was - corner of Nelson Rd and Cavehill Rd.
Maybe it was me who had that idea...
We got buckets of gravel and hid up in the trees and threw rocks at the cars that passed under us. C'mon guys! Let's just go crazy! (stupid). I saw a silver BMW come up and said "watch this" and dumped the entire bucket of gravel on the car. The car skidded to a halt and a very angry guy got out.
I hid. I was silent. I didn't even breathe. The kids with me did the same. Our bikes were under the tree so that kind of gave us away. The guy looked at his car and looked up the tree and spotted us and started to yell at us to get down the tree. NO WAY was I getting down the tree. I didn't care if I had to live up there but I wasn't getting down! He yelled at us until he was blue in the face but we were not giving in. We remained in the tree. He got sick of waiting and drove off. We seriously stayed up the tree until the sun started to set. We got down very slowly and made sure that he wasn't around. He wasn't. We never mentioned it again.
(I wonder what ever happened to that guy I was trying to impress? I know nothing ever happened between us. - Hi Laurie. I can't even remember your last name anymore.)
