after my eyes cleared up from reading the words over at the RT, i decided to make a little button for all you completers. you did it! and thanks, mike. maybe next year we'll have a bufblopofo reunion at the new digs.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
last year
so this was last year.
Updates:
alex's hair looks just about the same!
dave, mike and michele still like giving the middle finger.
alex still looks good in a guinness hat.
Mike now wears those little boob hats under his shirt.
Irish ketchup is the tastiest.
kim is so pregnant! annie is not!
we still make sarah sit at the far end of the table.
yes, i still have a crush on alex, apparently.
i still love peeps (but only the yellow ones, please, people).
jess and sarah are still smiling :)
maeve has graduated from putting buckets on he head.
john has not! (i don't know what that means.)
Updates:
alex's hair looks just about the same!
dave, mike and michele still like giving the middle finger.
alex still looks good in a guinness hat.
Mike now wears those little boob hats under his shirt.
Irish ketchup is the tastiest.
kim is so pregnant! annie is not!
we still make sarah sit at the far end of the table.
yes, i still have a crush on alex, apparently.
i still love peeps (but only the yellow ones, please, people).
jess and sarah are still smiling :)
maeve has graduated from putting buckets on he head.
john has not! (i don't know what that means.)
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
best. birthday. EVER.
hey ya'll. so Joelle over there at A Beautiful Life asked me what's the first thing i'll be doing at our new house. my answer is:
a) your kids are beautiful!
b) i cannot wait to TEAR UP RUGS. people of 1960 - if you had beautiful oak floors, why in God's name did you cover them up with orange shag?? i will never know, but i hope that those nasty rugs at least protected the floors over the years... we'll see. So yeah, tearing up the rugs, we will do on our own. Painting we can do, MINOR handiwork we can do, but anything beyond that, we will definitely have to enlist the help of some trained professionals.
in other news, it's my birthday today, and it has been awesome :)
a) your kids are beautiful!
b) i cannot wait to TEAR UP RUGS. people of 1960 - if you had beautiful oak floors, why in God's name did you cover them up with orange shag?? i will never know, but i hope that those nasty rugs at least protected the floors over the years... we'll see. So yeah, tearing up the rugs, we will do on our own. Painting we can do, MINOR handiwork we can do, but anything beyond that, we will definitely have to enlist the help of some trained professionals.
in other news, it's my birthday today, and it has been awesome :)
Saturday, March 21, 2009
J as in "Just that Cool"
I probably met John Kreuzer during college, and it was probably at whatever Bacchus used to be, and I was probably wearing an Eclectic Co. t-shirt at the time. I. was. so. cool. Although I don't remember our actual first meeting, I'm sure it was lovely! John is a very talented improv artist, and from what I hear, has a pretty rockin' band, too. AND he has a wife! And kids! And a great goatee!
Ah well. John, I think you are a pretty cool dude. So my question is: Have your kids ever seen you on stage (improv or band) and if so, what do they think?!
Ah well. John, I think you are a pretty cool dude. So my question is: Have your kids ever seen you on stage (improv or band) and if so, what do they think?!
Friday, March 20, 2009
block party
it's no surprise that i've been a little distracted lately with all this moving nonsense. the girls must realize this, and have been forced to entertain themselves a bit more than usual. yesterday, this spurred a rousing game of "where the blocks go, mama?"
Thursday, March 19, 2009
C2
what, me backdate a post? never.
My freshman year of college I lived at home. My parents lived less than 1o min from campus, so it made a lot of sense. I soon realized, though, that all the cool kids were living on campus. I somehow convinced Mom and Dad to let me move, and thus C2 was born. Annie, The Veltz twins and I were the C2 girls, and although I have probably built up my memories in my head, it was beyond awesome. Our apartment was filled with cheesy posters (like the one of the shirtless man holding a baby... what was that?) and the sound of Broadway musicals. It was this dorky girls' DREAM. We loved having people over, and more than once had RA's hiding in our shower. Siete de Mayo? C'mon people - it doesn't get any better than that. I've called many places home, since then, and as we speak I'm packing again! Hopefully for the last time in a LOOONG time.
My freshman year of college I lived at home. My parents lived less than 1o min from campus, so it made a lot of sense. I soon realized, though, that all the cool kids were living on campus. I somehow convinced Mom and Dad to let me move, and thus C2 was born. Annie, The Veltz twins and I were the C2 girls, and although I have probably built up my memories in my head, it was beyond awesome. Our apartment was filled with cheesy posters (like the one of the shirtless man holding a baby... what was that?) and the sound of Broadway musicals. It was this dorky girls' DREAM. We loved having people over, and more than once had RA's hiding in our shower. Siete de Mayo? C'mon people - it doesn't get any better than that. I've called many places home, since then, and as we speak I'm packing again! Hopefully for the last time in a LOOONG time.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
erin go brag
things i am really freakin' good at:
1. tying a bow tie
2. eating cereal
3. framing pictures
4. finding deals at Marshalls and TJmaxx
5. buying strollers
6. laughing
7. making puffy paint t-shirts
8. making rice
9. loading the dishwasher
10. staying current on the quality programming on TLC and Bravo
11. painting stripes on a wall
12. giving babies faux hawks
13. picking out paint (with the exception of my mint-ting-a-ling dining room)
14. making stuffed peppers
15. Raving Rabbids for Wii
1. tying a bow tie
2. eating cereal
3. framing pictures
4. finding deals at Marshalls and TJmaxx
5. buying strollers
6. laughing
7. making puffy paint t-shirts
8. making rice
9. loading the dishwasher
10. staying current on the quality programming on TLC and Bravo
11. painting stripes on a wall
12. giving babies faux hawks
13. picking out paint (with the exception of my mint-ting-a-ling dining room)
14. making stuffed peppers
15. Raving Rabbids for Wii
Monday, March 16, 2009
more marrow
hey ya'll! mikey says today we have to teach something! if you have ever read this blog (i won't be offended if you haven't) you probably know that i am an oncology nurse. something i've blogged about it the past , and something i feel insanely strong about, is joining the bone marrow registry. if you've already joined, thank you! if you haven't, allow me to hop up on my little soap box and tell you how to do it.
1. Try to find a free donor drive. In most cities you can find a free drive every few months or so - to find a listing, go here and enter your zip.
2. If you can't find a free drive, you can join online anytime, but when you do it on your own it costs about 50 bucks. Yes. You have to PAY to agree to donate your bone marrow. I know it sounds ridiculous, but the truth is that a donor and recipient are matched on such an intricate level, that it actually costs quite a bit to process your sample. For that reason, please refer to #1, and try to find a drive that will actually cover the cost for you.
3. Pat yourself on the back. You deserve it. And then call me, and I will tell you how awesome you are.
A few FAQ's:
What's required of me to join?
You will have to fill out a short questionnaire about your medical background, and you will have to swab the inside of your cheek with a q-tip. That's it! No blood required.
What happens if I am a match?
One of two things: either you will be asked to donate some blood, and the stem cells from that blood will be transfused into the patient, or you will be asked to donate actual marrow. In that case, it's an outpatient procedure, but it would require a couple days of recovery at home. (Yes, if they need marrow, they will probably take it from your pelvis, using a long needle. I know, I KNOW. It sounds horrific and barbaric and why would anyone ever volunteer to do such a thing? Well, today an 11 year old boy went through it to save his 6 year old brother. So if he could do it, you sure has hell can do it.)
Why should I?
When I say you can save a life, I mean it in the most literal sense possible. I don't mean it as in "If you donate blood you can save a life" or "If you donate to such and such, you can save a life." I mean if you are a match, and the transplant is a success, YOU WILL HAVE 100% SAVED THE LIFE OF A PERSON THAT HAS RUN OUT OF OPTIONS.
In short, this is important to me. If you think it's something you can commit to, that's awesome. If it's not for you, I can respect that, too. Just give it some thought, and let me know if I can answer any questions. http://www.marrow.org/ has a ton of info as well. Thanks :)
1. Try to find a free donor drive. In most cities you can find a free drive every few months or so - to find a listing, go here and enter your zip.
2. If you can't find a free drive, you can join online anytime, but when you do it on your own it costs about 50 bucks. Yes. You have to PAY to agree to donate your bone marrow. I know it sounds ridiculous, but the truth is that a donor and recipient are matched on such an intricate level, that it actually costs quite a bit to process your sample. For that reason, please refer to #1, and try to find a drive that will actually cover the cost for you.
3. Pat yourself on the back. You deserve it. And then call me, and I will tell you how awesome you are.
A few FAQ's:
What's required of me to join?
You will have to fill out a short questionnaire about your medical background, and you will have to swab the inside of your cheek with a q-tip. That's it! No blood required.
What happens if I am a match?
One of two things: either you will be asked to donate some blood, and the stem cells from that blood will be transfused into the patient, or you will be asked to donate actual marrow. In that case, it's an outpatient procedure, but it would require a couple days of recovery at home. (Yes, if they need marrow, they will probably take it from your pelvis, using a long needle. I know, I KNOW. It sounds horrific and barbaric and why would anyone ever volunteer to do such a thing? Well, today an 11 year old boy went through it to save his 6 year old brother. So if he could do it, you sure has hell can do it.)
Why should I?
When I say you can save a life, I mean it in the most literal sense possible. I don't mean it as in "If you donate blood you can save a life" or "If you donate to such and such, you can save a life." I mean if you are a match, and the transplant is a success, YOU WILL HAVE 100% SAVED THE LIFE OF A PERSON THAT HAS RUN OUT OF OPTIONS.
In short, this is important to me. If you think it's something you can commit to, that's awesome. If it's not for you, I can respect that, too. Just give it some thought, and let me know if I can answer any questions. http://www.marrow.org/ has a ton of info as well. Thanks :)
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Totally blogging.
HI MY NAME IS LISA AND I LOVE PEEPS. LOOK AT ME! BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Okay, this isn’t actually Lisa, it’s her husband, Garvey. But I totally had you fooled, didn’t I?
The thing is, she works ten hundred thousand hours every day and has passed out next to me. In her defense, she would have posted herself, but I’ve been hogging the laptop to write my nonsense. So I’m giving her a pass on writing today’s post.
(She will actually hit the submit button, I’ll wake her up by saying “Lisa! I have a peep for you!” and then make her publish this post so legally she has blogged for bufblopofo purposes.)
As penance, I’m going to make her pick a topic for Day 4.
Okay, this isn’t actually Lisa, it’s her husband, Garvey. But I totally had you fooled, didn’t I?
The thing is, she works ten hundred thousand hours every day and has passed out next to me. In her defense, she would have posted herself, but I’ve been hogging the laptop to write my nonsense. So I’m giving her a pass on writing today’s post.
(She will actually hit the submit button, I’ll wake her up by saying “Lisa! I have a peep for you!” and then make her publish this post so legally she has blogged for bufblopofo purposes.)
As penance, I’m going to make her pick a topic for Day 4.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
i'm blogging!
i was all set to answer mike's question about my three big things, but then i read katie's blog and she mentioned it was pi day (3-14) and now that's all i can think about. sophomore year of high school at mt. st. mary academy, mrs. ellis, our math teacher, had given us an assignment for this day - it was pretty simple: give a presentation about pi. it could be anything - a poster, a paper, whatever. well, we had partners, and annie and i were working together. for whatever reason, we decided to write a song. and then perform it! complete with handouts for our class so they could follow along! annie, i hope you read this because i am really laughing to myself right now remembering this. this is what i remember:
(sung to the tune of "this is the song that never ends")
pi is the number that never ennnnnnds,
it just goes on and on my friendsssss.
it starts out - 3 point 14159 et-cet-era
and we'll continue singing this forever, just because
pi is the number that never ennnnnds...
HA! funny because it's pathetic. and funny because we probably got an A for something we made up in homeroom.
(sung to the tune of "this is the song that never ends")
pi is the number that never ennnnnnds,
it just goes on and on my friendsssss.
it starts out - 3 point 14159 et-cet-era
and we'll continue singing this forever, just because
pi is the number that never ennnnnds...
HA! funny because it's pathetic. and funny because we probably got an A for something we made up in homeroom.
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