are you kidding me?

i'm truly a child of the 80's.

because i about passed out when i saw this trailer--(you really gotta see it if only for :40)


not familiar with the original? you should be--it's one of the best movies from the decade of decadence:

*happy weekend*

hope it's a digiorno-type weekend for you all!

thankful thursday

things i am thankful for this week:

**the surprise early 40th bday celebration i had last weekend ~

it was orchestrated by amy & kami, and i was so very excited for three reasons:

1. i've never had an all out birthday party complete with party favors galore. SCORE!

2. i've never, ever had balloons on my birthday. legit. and just take a look at those silver bad boys! (however, i would like to state for the record that i've received them when i've birthed a baby. and they were spectacular.)

3. any time a portion of the evening can be fully dedicated to me makes it my FAVORITE TIME OF NIGHT.

i felt so loved and extremely special. and an evening with these girls was just what the doctor. ordered:

what i did not love about the evening was the fact that i didn't get photos of the other ladies surrounding me. so i've re-created a very life-like scenario, depicting them in their natural habitat:

{l to right: shannon, melissa, arianne, & tiburon}

i received many wonderful birthday surprizeys. they were all wonderful and lovingly-thought out and i was so grateful.

one that gets special recognition, however, was the spectacular piece of jewelry gifted to me by my beloved vanessa:

i'm never taking it off.

{want it? need it? have to have it? find it HERE.}

** speaking of surprises, i am so very psyched about the fact that my man is taking me away next week to celebrate the 40 years i've been on this planet. & it's somewhere warm & tropical.....

he has kept it a secret. and i am DYING to find out.

what a great present, no? russ is pretty advanced when it comes to the gifting arena. i'm a lucky girl.

**the fact that i made it through another confession booth without too much trauma. and minimal therapy.

everybody played so nice that i'm committed for may 2010.

i thought that, by typing that, i sounded really epic. but, then again, i am somewhat easily amused.

{image that made me L.O.L. (!!) courtesy tiburon}

**this commercial that reminded me that clowns serve a purpose.

superfantastic anniversary giveaway!

who would have thunk that i could still be turning out random crap after 2 years?

i think this special date requires some special buying of your love--

in honor of 24 months of word to your mother-ness, i am giving away 25 bones to i tunes as well as 25 dol-lar-eeees to be spent on visa's dime.

for those who are math-challenged like myself, that is SIXTY DOLLARS worth of goods and services!! .............hee.

i would love for you to leave a comment, entering to win, if you've ever:

laughed with me.
laughed AT me.
wanted to wring my neck.
wanted to plant a big kiss on my cheek. (either./or.)
enjoyed something i've written.
enjoyed something i've shamelessly NOT written.
identified with me.
silently stalked me.
publicly stalked me.
wanted to tell me a secret.
wanted to tell me OFF.
desired to take care of my cats.
desired to TAKE "CARE OF MY CATS".
adored me.
abhorred me.
eaten gas-station nachos and thought of me.

don't have a blogger id? you can comment under 'anonymous' and leave your email address.

this "one-time offer" is ending midnight, monday february 1st.

thank you. for ALL of it-- i heart you!

and stuff.

confession booth: SEIS "to do" list

confession booth: SEIS was a hit.

thanks for playing nice and following the rules. (mostly!)

565 confessions were sifted through to compile my new "to-do" list:

plan entire FHE around confession booth
order hcg. worship it.
scratch that, HATE it. with a passion.
order & eat a whole cafe rio salad for lunch.
try to figure out how to get the dh/hubs/hubby to bring rio home for dinner.......
order new rabbit toy.
have hot wild shark sex in my fur boots while listening to flo rida feat. t pain.
drink a warm libation.
take a photo of my plumber's crack for new facebook profile pic.
make sure to not use the "kissy face"whilst doing so.
buy a new slr camera.
start up my new photo business!
order a few greg olsen paintings.
offer to develop any old negatives my mother-in-law has lying around.
make a tammy/mindi sandwich.
invest in a string of pearls.
sext my hubby/dh/hubs.
get a sharpie. AND some dog beef jerky treats.
play bejeweled.
kiss my dog. then kiss my husband.
make a "sex" playlist.
be sure to include some enigma on that bad boy.
honk my car horn with my belly.
suggest an exotic dance class for RS enrichment night.
purchase bananas, nutella, and peanut butter.
tuck my apple-bottom jeans into my boots with the fur.
scratch that--DON'T.
have the hubby/dh/hubs bring home cafe rio.

{next confession booth? may 2010}


thanks for playing!

"lessons learned from confession booth" coming on monday~

have a great weekend!


happy birthday cupcake Pictures, Images and Photos

2 years ago today i started word to your mother.

and your lives have been forever impacted, enriched, fortified, & uplifted.

{as a thanks for reading, look for a superfantastic anniversary giveaway next week--it will also be life-changing.}

LOVE life.

this is one of my oldest friends, rachel, on her 16th birthday.

if you want to be inspired and have your faith restored in humanity today, read THIS post

thankful thursday

things i am thankful for this week:

*the fact that i had everything at home necessary for chandi to channel gaga for "dress like a crazy celebrity" day.

or should that fact disturb me? hmmmmm.

either way, she rocked it.

speaking of gaga, i thought this was cool:

The Gaga Law (RAH)² (AH)³ + RO (MA + MAMA) + (GA)² + OOH(LA)² = Bad Romance

**this photo that made me laugh.

**SarcMark--i think it's about time somebody invented this:

"With the spoken word, we use our tone, inflection and volume to question, exclaim and convey our feelings. The written word has question marks and exclamation points to document those thoughts, BUT sarcasm has NOTHING! In today’s world with increasing commentary, debate and rhetoric, what better time could there be than NOW, to ensure that no sarcastic message, comment or opinion is left behind Equal Rights for Sarcasm - Use the SarcMark"

**the keane 'special collection' cd that tiburon sent down. it brings me joy. you should get on their train--they have magical healing powers.

the moment jars

i think that the concept behind the moment jars is utterly adorable:

store your favorite memory in a (virtual) jar--forever & ever! (or at least until all computers stop functioning.) i stored the birth of each of my children as well as june 22nd, 1991. which happened to be the best day of the rbc's life.

(kidding. it was SO mine!)

if you don't have one to store, you can scroll through and look at others......{sigh.}

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

i just about had an aneurysm when i read this ny times women's fashion post by andy port. who should be tarred and feathered, btw--what an ass!

the worst part? andy is a WOMAN! benedict arnold.

andy says:

"Maybe it’s just me, but I could have sworn that some of the ladies who showed up at the Golden Globes on Sunday had put on a little weight. It’s almost criminal to name names, because the very actresses whose body-mass indexes have been the subject of endless tabloid speculation are the very ones now sporting sexier curves. You could definitely see the difference if you concentrated solely on the upper arms. Instead of a Barbie-doll circumference, there was suddenly, amazingly, a womanly roundness to their frames. More Marilyn than Twiggy, that’s for sure."

are you kidding me? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

no wonder we're all so screwed up. heaven help us!

i absolutely LOVED what gawker said about this whole thing--the title of the post was "all the actresses at the golden globes were so fat, weren't they?"

Yep, you can see what Port's talking about. There it is. One big lamb-hock of blubber-arm.

It's amazing she can lift that thing at all!

This cougar's been doing a lot of hunting!

mindi likey

i stumbled across fishs eddy the other day when i found the worrisome dinner plate collection.

they have some pretty cool stuff:

glazed hand size 9 left

pedestrian square tray

pedestrian rectangular tray

pills coasters

rest in grease spoon rest

pedestrian glass

while you were out tray


{note to reader: since i sold my soul to the devil with the confession booth, i thought i would try to redeem myself with one warm & fuzzy post each day. read on to support a very worthy cause--}

seeing the terrible devastation down in haiti has been heartbreaking.

it's especially been close to our hearts because we have a few faces we see 'round these parts who were living there less than a month ago:

meet mac & marleigh. their home was the foyer de sion orphanage.

here they are with their dad, kasey, their sister, paige, their brother, isaac, and their mother, karen when they arrived home early christmas morning, december 25th 2009:

if you are anything like me, you would like to do something to help with the aid & relief. but you don't know what or how--

thankfully there are people like kasey and karen who are making it easy to contribute--they are loading up a large storage container with items needed and sending it down.

if you live in the st. george area, here is your chance to help a bit and make a difference. drop off any of the following items to the front porch of 2341 s. 1880 e. anytime during the following weeks:

gauze bandages
topical antibiotics
oral antibiotics (penicillin, etc.)
crackers, granola bars, energy bars
empty water bottles--plastic or reusable

if you would like to donate money, or have any questions, please email karen at

all the items will be donated to the foyer de sion & ruuska village orphanages. we can vouch for the goodness of this family--they have worked hard for many months to help haiti before the quake even hit. their hearts are invested.

do your small part. we have the ability to change lives and determine fate!

NIC CAGE as everyone

it was utter delight & surprise to stumble across the genius going on over at nic cage as everyone--

such a simple idea. yet it brings such joy to everyone....

like nic efron:

nic swan:

nic as "friends":

nickilla ice: (WORD. to your mother.)

nic schrute:

nic hurley:


nic mayer: (just for you, tiburon)

nic bueller:

nic draper:

& nic as "baby":

confession booth: SEIS

i must confess: i've been dragging my feet on the confession booth.

people have pretty strong opinions when it comes to c.b.--either it's loved or it's loathed.

it also happens to be the one posting that i get the most requests for. it is also the posting that causes the most controversy and/or disapproval.

each time i go into confession booth week, i have great intentions of filtering out the more inappropriate comments and only posting the ones that would pass my mother's approval test. (okay, more like MOSTLY pass.)

but, like any subject worth it's salt in shock value, i become more and more jaded as the week goes on, and before i know it i'm posting comments that may or may not involve the phrases "mexican midget on roller skates" (okay, that one was one of my favorites!), "back door", and "some jumper cables, a can of 40 weight motor oil, and a donkey fluent in arabic."

it's not pretty.

we also had an extraordinary amount of whiners, bitchers, moaners, & complainers on booth number five--enough to make me think that giving it another 'heave ho' was outta the picture.

but then the eternal optimist/social cruise director/people pleaser in me takes hold, and tells me that it wouldn't hurt to give it one more shot. AND that small and not so still voice tells me that i can MAN UP and take charge. it's MY party. so that's what i'm gonna do.

diversity makes the world go 'round.

i realize that many of you have strong opinions about the confession booth--that's what makes it interesting. if you love a little scandal and some not-so-light reading, you will be back again & again. if you frown on it and/or don't condone, please come back this friday. no hard feelings. let's still be friends~

so.....without further ado.........

today i am turning off my statcounter and opening up confession booth SEIS. feel free to air your dirty laundry, the skeletons in yours or your neighbor's closets, your pet peeves, whatever. you can do it as "anonymous", or make up a name, whatever floats your boat.

but here's how it's going down:

1. i'm using comment moderation. try to not get your freak on too much-- if it's too insane for even a jaded chick like me, it won't make the cut. but give it your best shot! I VALIDATE YOU.

2. i would like to stress that i am NOT your bishop/priest/parole officer/last rights, so if you murdered someone and/or hacked them up and stuffed them in the drywall?? go to another blog. please. NOW.

don't make me cry.

3. feel free to confess without me knowing who you are or where you're from--everything will be turned off until the booth is closed.

4. i reserve the right to post or not post your confession. please also try to refrain from standing on soapboxes and criticizing other confessions and/or confessors--let's all just play nice and get along.

and to quote tori, the genius creator of confession booth, "if you are a psycho who wears scary masks, please don't tell me. thanks."

we will be taking confession until midnight, thursday the 21st.

(get the skinny on the first booth. or the second booth. and if that's not enough, you can check out booth number three & booth number four.)