Friday, March 30, 2007

South of the border

We Schmidts are off to Mexico. It has been a crazy, crazy week running amok, amok, amok (that's for you Nik). I think we are set, my foot is doing amazing! I am not even taking das boot along, but instead opting for not so trendy New Balances with full orthotics and Crocs - this getting old is not for the faint of heart.

We have convinced JG he does not need to bring his brass, multi-colored glass turtle nightlight which weighs a bloody ton. AE has also decided to leave the rock collection at home, thank goodness. JG also informed us we needed to leave on Sunday rather than Saturday because there is a SpongeBob marathon Saturday on Nickelodeon followed by an ALL NEW SPONGEBOB EPISODE (yes, he really does yell the whole thing). Managed to change his departure plans back to Saturday thanks to the magic of technology and have set the DVR so we should be ok.

Wanted to apologize to my blog friends, I have kept up this week bit by bit, but have been a bad blog friend by not commenting, I think the thought, but haven't been able to get it into comments yet. Sigh.

So here are a few replys:

Karen - so glad you are loving Joe. I really, really liked the book. Am bringing the Atrocious Lies along with many other hopeful reads so should have recommendations when I am back. So happy your family (oh, and the quilt) are whole again.

Carey - We need to get your little man and my little man together. They are so alike. I loved his blog, or brog as JG says it. Also, we will be able to go shopping very soon here in Mpls and we can go a SSSLLLLOOOOWWW as we want. DLS stinks at shopping too.

Bobbi - I can pick up the cute puppy for you when I get back and bring it on over. Isn't she just the sweetest thing? RAGOM actually has some dogs in SD as well, so if you are interested look and see where the pup-pups are boarded. :-) Oh, I also listened to Al Green yesterday on the iPod and thought of you. Thanks for that pick me up.

K - love the bookmarks you need to teach me how to do those for my book club.

DeAnn - Good luck on the car shopping, can't wait to hear what you pick out.

Luci - Will forward many books to you upon my return either that or you can stop on over if you are in the area visiting Vern and Lois. My mom will be here with Mimi and would love to see you and the boys. If you call ahead I bet she will even make you Krispy treats.


One good thing about letting AE listen to Top 40 radio is it is improving her spelling skills. Bonus words for this week were delicious and tasty, both are featured letter by letter in the song "Fergalicious".

AE said all of the girls in her class will get those words right this week. Guess Fergie is good for something - once.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Steer clear Big Tuna

I am missing my old friend The Office. The show has been on hiatus for about a month now and I am having Dwight Shrute/Jim Halpert withdrawal. However, little man said something which made me laugh, which is a given, but also made me miss the Scranton folks even more.

JG was looking at his packet of SpongeBob Gogurt yesterday at lunch.

JG: What does the question say mommy?
Mommy: It says, 'What did SpongeBob name the seahorse he found?'
JG: I not know. What?
Mommy: It says here the name was Mystery.
JG: Oh yeah. That's right. Missserry. That's a dumb name.
Mommy: Really? What would you name a seahorse.
JG: I think I would name a seahorse "Big Tuna". That's a cool name.

*** Big Tuna is a nickname Andy Bernard gave Jim Halpert (both characters from The Office) because Jim ate a tuna fish sandwich on the first day.

Oo ee, oo ah ah, ting tang, walla walla bing bang

Today I made my first trip to the witch doctor to have him take a look at the bad wheel. I finally figured three months of hobbling around was enough and if alternative options work then let it ride.

It was an experience, I don't know exactly what he did, something along the line of repositioning my ligaments and adjusting my Achilles tendon to the correct position. It hurt like a son of a gun, but it worked. I managed to walk around Ridgedale boot free for nearly two hours. I need to go back tomorrow which I will do gladly if I feel even better than I do right now.

I seriously think I could run if I had to, I'm not gonna, but I bet I could which right now is even better.

Puppy love

This past week Retrieve a Golden of Minnesota (RAGOM), the organization we adopted our Mimi through has been featured quite often on many of the local news channels here in the Cities. Evidently there was a puppy-mill raided in North Dakota and there were 83 dogs and puppies rescued and are in need of homes.

So if you are in the market for a sweet little addition to your family fill out an application! We can't even begin to tell you how pleased we are with our Mia, hopefully she is as pleased with us.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Other Atrocious Lies

OK I randomly picked up a book at the library this week and am about 50 pages into it. I know I haven't finished it, but just had to write because so far it is one of the funniest books I have ever read. It is called I Love Everybody (and Other Atrocious Lies): True Tales of a Loudmouth Girl by Laurie Notaro. I was in bed reading last night and laughing out loud, DLS asked what was so funny and I read a few pages from the chapter "Pain in the Assisi" to him. I was laughing so hard he couldn't understand what I was saying and proceeded to fall asleep, typical.

So far I am loving Notaro's interactions with her mother who is obsessed with QVC. The author and her sister are amazed by the amount of crap their mother manages to purchase from the shopping channel. The siblings call it "This is Your Brain on QVC" rather than "This is Your Brain on Drugs" to their mother it is the same difference. Here is one of the funniest exchanges thus far between the author and her mother:

On the last scouting expedition of This Is Your Brain on QVC, my sister and I discovered these delicious-smelling muffins, which is what they looked like, but on closer inspection it was discovered that these were no muffins at all. They were candles. Muffin candles. I mean, they smelled like muffins, they looked like muffins, but eating them would have been like eating a Glade Solid or a stick of Mennen. So I was forced to ask her what they were, and she looked at me like I was stupid. "They're muffin candles, " she said much like she would say, "This is a candle. And this is a muffin." Separately, they're fine, I was dying to tell her, it's together that they are a problem.

So I said, "Well, why don't you burn them?"
And she said, "Because they're not for burning. Burning would melt them."
So I said, "Well, what are they for then?"
And she said, "To look like muffins."
So I said, "Then why don't you just get some muffins?"
And she said, "What, are you an idiot? You just can't leave muffins on the counter day in and day out without people thinking you live like an animal! I don't want people running around town, saying that I keep the same old muffins on the counter!"

Monday, March 26, 2007

The three degrees of separation between Joe and Beautiful Girls

This weekend I had the opportunity to finally read a book which has been on my shelf for three years. It is called The Book of Joe by Jonathan Tropper and is about a guy (Joe) who leaves his hometown, writes a book about the town, town gets really angry, Joe must go home again and all kinds of events, good and not so good, mostly not so good, happen. I actually couldn't put it down I enjoyed it that much. If you get a chance read it, there is something for all of us growing up in the 80s.

One of the reasons I decided to pick up the book was because of a new dramedy (is that a word?) which premiered on ABC a few weeks ago called October Road, it is on after Grey's Anatomy (Shelly's favorite show). The show has the same premise as the book; author writes scathing hometown novel, hometown hates the book, author must return home.

When I saw the preview I immediately thought of The Book of Joe however learned the book and TV show have been created by two completely different people. The guy behind October Road is named Scott Rosenberg and actually wrote the movie Beautiful Girls with Timothy Hutton and Matt Dillon from 1996. October Road is the story of "the blowback" in his life after he had to go home after creating the movie based upon his friends. October Road is good mostly because of Laura Prepon, Donna from That '70s Show, and Bryan Greenberg from a movie a few years ago with Uma Thurman and Meryl Streep called Prime .

For now I like it, don't know how long it will be around, but I will watch until they bring back Men In Trees.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Time for night night

This is AE and JG when they do not want to go to bed...

Pump It Up!

Little man had his birthday party with 14 of his closest friends today. Everyone had a blast at Pump It Up. The kids ran amok for an hour and then cooled down for cake. JG said it was "the bestest birthday ever!"

I would highly recommend this route for anyone who has a Pump It Up in their area, they are great and you are in and out of there in under two hours with little to no hassle. Totally worth every dime. Here are a few snapshots...

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Duran Duran

I have been reading my old journals from Junior High, can't tell you how painful that is. There are some high points (playing basketball and MTV) and many low points (12th chair in clarinet and trying to learn how to use the curling iron correctly).

One of my happiest places in 1984 was my love for Duran Duran I went on and on and on ...

Just got the new Duran Duran tape. Seven and the Ragged Tiger. I have their others as records I want to get them as tapes. Rio is really good I think I like the new one better. They have been on MTV I wait to see their videos.

Everyone likes John Taylor. Amy likes John Taylor. I like Roger Taylor. They are not related. Andy Taylor is also in the band he is not related either. There must be a lot of people in England named Taylor.

I love DURAN DURAN. I love the band Duran Duran so much. I think Roger Taylor is so cute. I could tell you anything about them. Roger was born on April 26, 1960. He has a dog named "Kelly" and a Porsche. Just a few facts. They are from England and I probably never be able to meet them, but I still like them.

Duran Duran has a new song "The Reflex". It is my favorite song.

Gotta get to bed it is 12:00. Did you know it is morning in England and Duran Duran is just waking up? I would like to live in England.

I can't believe it is only 5 more years until 1989 and I will be out of High School. Roger Taylor will be 29 years old in 1989. Oh my God that is so old. Roger Taylor is also short, he is 5'9". I am almost 5'9". It is tall for a girl not for a guy. Oh well I still like him. I think Tom Cruise is short also.

Been at basketball camp in Laramie and band camp in Keystone. I got a new tape we listened to at basketball camp by Prince. It is good, it is called "Purple Rain" I still like Duran Duran, Amy got me a bunch of cool buttons.

ROGER TAYLOR GOT MARRIED!!! This is a horrible day. I don't believe it he was my favorite. Now I don't like Duran Duran as well. He was too short anyway.

I really like WHAM! now almost better than Duran Duran. George Michael is cute but it is weird how he has two earrings. Oh well...

Speaking of cringe worthy

Does anyone else want to hide your eyes when Sanjaya Malakar sings on American Idol? I feel bad for the poor kid, but he keeps on hanging on. Wonder how long will do the trick?

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

No one cares what you had for lunch

The other day I was perusing the Hennepin County library's website and came across a little gem while searching blogging. It is a book written by a professional blogger by the name of Margaret Mason called No One Cares What You Had for Lunch: 100 Ideas for Your Blog.

Margaret has a blog entitled Mighty Girl which she has been writing for quite some time. She also has another blog, Mighty Goods which features all kinds of fun things. Check them out if you get a chance.

So back to the book. I haven't read it in great detail yet, but overall it looks like there are some good ideas for those days you are blog challenged. Example:

Idea 7, Examine your Paperwork - In 2001, Sarah Brown began sending weekly emails to her friends that contained the most agonizing excerpts from her old diaries. The effort became Cringe, a monthly reading series based on the premise. ...If you're timid about baring your downy, flightless thirteen-year-old soul, Sarah offers this guideline: "When you read it to yourself, do you physically cringe? Then it's funny."

I just came across all of my journals I wrote in religiously from 1983 - 1992. There are many, many cringe worthy entries. Oh the fun we will have...

The force is strong in this one

JG began his obsession with Star Wars at the age of three, one look at Yoda and the kid was hooked. It was actually quite embarrassing at first because he could not say Star Wars to save his life, it always came out as Star Whores. I have heard many of my friends say their children have had the same problem, however you feel like you are completely alone when you are standing in Toys R Us and your child spots Darth Vader garb and begins to yell "whores" at the top of his lungs. Eventually he added the Star to Whores so at least then people would kind of laugh instead of stand there in complete horror (no pun intended).

Today Star Wars came back into our lives full force thanks to my sister. She sent little man a "Force Field" button thing which plays the Imperial Death March (aka Darth Vader's theme) over and over again. If you would like here is a little snippet you can play in your own home so you can share in our joy of unending Darth.

My dad and I were talking today in between the "Force Field" symphony and got to laughing about little man and some of the silly Star Wars things he used to do.

One day JG was playing with Mia, our dog, when we first adopted her. JG was getting kind of rough with Mia and she was dishing it right back. I told him he needed to settle down otherwise the dog was going to knock him over.

He turned to me and said with complete seriousness, "Mommy it's ok she can't knock me down. I have my Jedi force field."

Just then Mia knocked little man to the ground. He was shocked and began to cry. I went over picked him up to make sure he was ok. I wiped his tears and told him he was going to be just fine.

He looked at me and said, "I'm ok mommy I not hurt. I just crying because my force field not work."

Friday, March 16, 2007

Hee hoo

In our home, when AE was small, if something was stinky she would say, "hee hoo". My niece ZE started this when she was teeny because she couldn't say PU. JG has never really adopted the use of "hee hoo" until yesterday.

JG and I went out to lunch with my folks and grandma - Gigi. Gigi is 93 and takes great joy in annoying everyone at her assisted living facility by walking the hallways saying, "YOO HOO!" as loud as she can. She says she does it so they know she is still kicking. When Gigi returned from lunch she said, "YOO HOO!" for all to hear.

JG turned to Gigi and said, "Hee hoo? Gigi did you toot? Because if you tooted you are supposed to say, "Excuse me" not hee hoo."

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Bubble gum, bubble gum in a dish...

1 super sized pack of gum received for 5th birthday.
2 times JG choked on gum whilst running amok. Guess he didn't learn the lesson the first time.
3 pieces of gum found stuck to the island in the kitchen. Yuck.
4 pieces of gum fed to the dog. Mimi hacked up two pieces, tinfoil and all.
5 minutes. Average duration each piece of gum was chewed by 5 year old.

Zero pieces of Juicy Fruit left on morning after birthday.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Where's Spikey?

JG and I discovered this little clip, it is an old Mercedes-Benz commercial, with yet another hamster. The commercial plays JG's favoritest song in the whole world: "Song 2" by Blur.

The finished product

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

JG's birthday feast

Little man turns five tomorrow, this has been a long awaited event in our home mostly because JG can chew gum when he is five.

I asked him what he would like for his birthday dinner. Out of anything he could have, this is what he chose:
  • The "goodest" hot dogs in the whole wide world
  • French fries in a bowl - why a bowl I do not know
  • Sponge Bob gogurt - as many as he would like
  • Chocit (chocolate) and alilla (vanilla) cupcakes
  • Krispy Kreme donuts
  • Lemonade in a green cup, his buddy NB can have blue cup

This should be easy, because this is pretty much what he has for lunch every day. He also told me DLS and I could have steak and AE can "just have some tomato soup".

Flip this room

Our daughter, bless her heart, is not the most organized person. Her bedroom most of the time looks like a bomb has just gone off. According to her teacher, Mrs. H, her desk at school is done in the same style: complete disorder with a touch of havoc. AE's desk has made an impression on Mrs. H because every time I see her she mentions the monstrosity where our daughter sits six hours a day. All I can say is AE needs to marry well, or do well on her own, so she can hire someone to take care of all that "cleaning" stuff she finds so insignificant.

Trying to establish some order in AE's life, I took it upon myself to re-do her room this weekend. I went in and purged enough to fill an extra large trash bag. When I was done I decided new furniture with extra storage was the answer, so I took out all of the 70s princess furniture I had as a girl and went on the hunt for new order.

After doing research and discovering the desk and dresser I would like to purchase would be somewhere around $1,700, I turned to Plan B. I didn't really know what Plan B was but figured it would come to me, which it did.

My aunt, mom and I went on our weekly estate sale hunt and came upon a little shack (yeah, right) in Edina where I found the perfect desk for $95. One down, one to go. I then came upon dresser at IKEA which met AE's approval. I managed to put it together by myself (it is still standing) and I am pleasantly surprised at the quality.

Plan B total: $255. Not too bad if I say so myself. I will post pictures, as soon as I find the blasted camera.

Monday, March 12, 2007

What time is it?

OK am I the only one who cannot get used to Daylight Savings? It is sad, how can it possibly be 5:00 p.m. already?

I had big, big plans for today and all of a sudden - POOF day is gone. Oh well, will try again tomorrow.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Bugaloos, Twiddlebugs same difference

I was beginning to think I had lost my mind when I had posted the YouTube of the Bugaloos, no one seems to remember them except me. However, I am happy to report my sister remembers them as fondly as I do. At least there are two of us, who were warped by this creation of Sid and Marty Krofft in the late 70s.

I mentioned the Bugaloos to our mother and we had a nice conversation reminiscing about them and our childhood, until she mentioned we had a picture of the Bugaloos on some dresses Amy and I wore when we were kids. It was then I realized we were talking about two completely different things. My mom thought I was talking about the Twiddlebugs.

Just the good ol’ boys, never meanin’ no harm

My sister called this morning while she was in the middle of painting my nephew HE's Pinewood Derby car. I guess HE wants his car to look like the General Lee from The Dukes of Hazzard.

Amy said it was becoming quite the ordeal.

"You know painting it to look like the General Lee is harder than you would think," she said.

She continued, "Why couldn't he have picked brown? I can totally do brown. I would have no trouble making this car look like crap."

Just had to laugh.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Where are the breaks on this thing?

As we were preparing for the kids' family birthday party on Sunday DLS and I got to talking about how it was the 9th time we prepared for this family get together to celebrate AE's birthday. How fast time flies.

DLS said, "Nine down, nine to go. She is already halfway to gone."

Right then I realized he was right, nine is half of eighteen. Why had I not ever thought of it in such simple terms before? Eighteen is when our baby girl will go off to college and start her life without us.

Suddenly I became very sad, this little ride is going way too fast.


I went to the Dr. for a checkup yesterday on my foot. I have to wear the boot for another 3-4 weeks and gradually wean myself out of it. Bah.

I asked if I could start doing a little elliptical as I wean myself boot free and the answer was no, not until after the 3-4 weeks. Double bah.

I didn't ask, but assumed tennis was out of the question.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Courage, Harmony, Joy and can't forget IQ

Did anyone else watch this when we were kids? My sister and I spent an entire summer singing this little ditty and believing we could fly.

It really is amazing we didn't end up more twisted, wonder what Sid and Marty Krofft were on?

Toaster strudel art

This morning, like many mornings of late, JG had two raspberry Toaster Strudel for breakfast. The frozen pastry has to be just right; not too singed, the right temperature and with art du jour.

We began decorating the strudel with the standard zig-zag pattern, we then moved on to letters. JG then requested names; his name, my name, the dog's name, you get the picture.

Portraits were next. There was JG happy, JG sad. JG and his best buddy NB playing Game Cube, both happy and sad.

Today we drew his stuffed animals: Speedy the turtle and his new Polar Bear from papa Ed. Do you know how hard it is to draw a turtle on a 2x3 pastry? I thought the bear was my better attempt, but JG told me the bear looked like a dog. I filled in the whole head with the white frosting and told him it was the back of the bear's head. He seemed to accept that and ate it all gone.

What have I become? Oh, yeah Toaster Strudel Artist Extraordinaire. Bet the title would look impressive on a resume.

Wonder what will be on the docket for tomorrow? Knowing JG it just may be Cambodia and Peru.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Z is like for Zodiac

Shelly and I went to the movie Zodiac last night. The theater was nearly packed with mostly men and couples, so it was a bit obvious when two teenage girls talking on cell phones walked into the movie 20 minutes late.

Shelly turned to me, "Why would you even come to a movie like this if you are 20 minutes late?"

I agreed especially since they had already missed the first victims meeting their demise and the opening which told the viewer this was a true story. You just had to know they were going to be lost the rest of the movie, plus the only reason they were probably there was to see Jake Gyllenhaal.

The movie was very good, one of the best I have seen since The Departed, I read the book and the prime suspect was much creepier on the screen than I imagined in real life.

At the end of the movie, Shelly stopped by the ladies room and I waited outside. The two teenage girls we saw walk in late also went to the ladies room with cell phones glued to their ears already. At our theater the doorway is open so you can hear everything going on inside of the facilities. When the girls entered the bathroom they ran into an acquaintance.

"Oh, my God. How are you?" High pitch screaming followed. "What did you just see?"

"Zodiac," the acquaintance answered.

"Oh, my God. So did we. That was the dumbest movie I have ever seen in my life. It was like so crap," she exclaimed. "I thought the ending was the #*&$(*%@ stupidest ever."

Shelly walked out of the bathroom shaking her head. We looked at each other in disbelief these girls could be so clueless to share their stupidity and movie review with the entire ladies room.

But, she wasn't finished, "I wanted them to like catch the guy. I don't know why they didn't end it that way. It was so stupid"

Well, that would be because it was a true story and in "real life" they didn't catch the Zodiac.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Serve envy

Since I can't play I have been watching tennis on YouTube. Love Andy Roddick, love Andy Roddick's serve. Even though this isn't real, it is fun to watch and dream of a serve like this. So my question is this: Would you win the point?

Feel the love

Last night our children got into a knock-down drag out in the basement over a game. DLS brought them up to have a group 10 minute time out. At the end of their sentence he asked our children to tell one another something their sibling did well.

AE turned to JG and said, "You're good at picking your nose."

JG returned the compliment, "Yeah, you're good at being dumb."

Needless to say, the ten minute time out became twenty. A very long twenty minutes.

The north wind's masonry

Is all his own, retiring, as he were not,
Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art
To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone,
built in an age, the mad wind's night-work,
The frolic architecture of the snow.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Heffalump physics

I fully expect our son will someday answer physics questions like this. Doesn't the elephant look like a Heffalump?