Sunday, January 4, 2009

*gulp*

Time did permit during the break to work on the next Vanilla Ice production, but I felt my time was better spent honing my Rock Band drumming and guitar skillz. Watch out Tommy Lee! Or don't watch out as the case may be.


Turns out that if my 7 year old neighbor drums while GirlChild works the foot pedal and BoyChild sings while I guitar...we're not half bad. Or half-good.


This two week break held a lot of firsts for me that I'd like to share...


1) It's my first time that I housed a dead cat in my garage for 3 days. My poor old cat Mina decided to kick the bucket on the floor of my bedroom while I was reading a book. She sort of let out a little squeak and when I looked over, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth. We were sad.

We wrapped her in blankets and put her on the sofa in the garage. I guess I wanted Babycakes to have a final viewing or something.


The next day was pretty cold so we left her on the sofa. And thought about Pet Semetary.


The next day was even colder, but three days was my max since I'm already fearing that we have a cat ghost. A good friend of mine informed me of a great pact she has with her fam...if you think you're gonna die...you have to pull yourself out to the yard first. I second that emotion!


2) I snorted cayenne pepper up my nose.


I rarely cook. And by rarely, I mean that my kids made the comment the other day - "Hey! This dinner is hot!"


Anyhow...I made one of the few dishes I know how to make which involves lentils and rice and some Indian spices. I tossed in some cayenne pepper. My nose itched. I wiped my nose with the hand that contained cayenne pepper residue and snorted. It burns.


3) Redneck Headrests


Babycakes manufactured some redneck headrests so we had something to strap the DVD monitors to on the drive to Savannah. Yee Haw! Pictures of the styrofoam blocks with dowels when I can find the cable for the camera.

We successfully blended at our annual pitstop at South of the Border. I'm not sure if it was the headrests or that our minivan has lost all four hubcaps now and has a Snorlax sticker on the back windshield.


Happy New Year All!

19 Comments :

Bobbi said...

Happy New Year!

We have a pet cemetary at our house - not like the Stephen King version though.

And just a heads up - there's better things to snort up your nose than pepper - hehehehe!

Alice said...

Hey Bobbi! Yeah...I think even baby powder would be better than red pepper. ; )

Memarie Lane said...

At least you didn't scratch your lady business after handling jalapenos. Can't remember which blogger that happened to, but it was HIlarious.

for a different kind of girl said...

OK, I know it was probably a sad thing, but the death of your cat and the subsequent downtime made me laugh. I feel like I should say I'm sorry for doing that, but seriously! DO NOT answer your door if you hear tapping outside, especially if that tapping is coming from a really low point on the door!

I CRAVE having Rock Band or Guitar Hero World Tour. No one here wants to join a fake band with me, dang it!

Prefers Her Fantasy Life said...

Sorry about your cat. I do know a family who keeps their dead hamsters in the freezer. Just in case, you know, you need more space in the garage.

Happy New Year!

LceeL said...

I'm sorry. I know I wasn't supposed to snicker at the cayenne pepper story - and the dead cat thing - well, that's just sad. And then the redneck reference - coincidental, because just this morning I heard this redneck joke from the master himself (on the radio) that I hadn't heard before - "If you've lost more than one tooth poppin' the tops off of beer bottles, you might be a redneck."

Jess said...

South of the Border you say?!?
(Please see here: http://this-life-is-mine.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-did-you-do-this-weekend.html)

Savannah you say?!? That is where I live! Hope you have a lovely time while you are here and don't you dare eat at Paula Deens. Ok, you can if you like.

Kylie w Warszawie said...

We returned from vacation to snow. Our cat died back in November. Where the cat is buried, there is no snow. How freaky is that?

Mary Witzl said...

Sorry about your cat!

I once managed to get a pepper seed up my nose (I was cutting up a lot of peppers, making salsa), and I swear it was practically a medical emergency. I've never gone through anything so horrible other than childbirth; it was unbelievably traumatic. I kept wondering if a person could die from losing too much snot.

Queen Goob said...

FYI....if you don't use the heavy duty frezzers bags when storing a dead mouse for later burial, it starts to smell. You'd think with my schooling I would have know that.

Oh, and don't let your man "shoot off" and mistakenly hit you in the eye, that burns, too.

OMG - I am so gross!!!

Robin Wedewer said...

Sorry about Mina. Weird keeping her in the house for three days though.

You want some happenin' headrests? When my husband was flying in the Navy some of the wives bought the BIGGEST bras they could find and decorated them with sequins and beads, stuffed them and shipped them off for the guys to strap onto their airplane headrests.

Of course, those were the good old days when you couldn't get kicked out for such shenanigans. Can't do that today. But how cool would that be in a minivan?

Robin Wedewer
National Gardening Examiner

LceeL said...

Just flying by - thought I'd tip a wing and take a look - see if anybody is out there sunbathing in the backyard. Not today, I guess.

LceeL said...

Still no sunbathers ....

LceeL said...

Still no naked sunbathers in the yard. Darn.

LceeL said...

HEY!!!! echo echo echo echo echo

Bex said...

Nice update. I had a chuckle AND feel adequately caught up!

Duck said...

I literally just burst out laughing at the brilliant sofa - Pet Semetary transition.

LceeL said...

Well, it's almost three months since you last posted. You must REALLY be having fun teaching.

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