Birthday Bash for JuJuBeez

Hoops and Yoyo singing a birthday song~!

I had never heard of Hoops and Yoyo from Hallmark until Casey showed me these characters last week. We had been to Claim Jumpers for Happy Hour and had to walk it off, so we went to Target and Hallmark. We tortured the poor employees by listening to at least 20 of these cards and laughing our asses off. Maybe Jack Daniels made us a little louder than normal. The guy working there did not seem to mind though. Hoops and Yoyo are hysterical and I wanted to buy all the cards.

On Mother's Day, JuJuBeez asked my mom if she would make her famous chicken tacos for her birthday. My mother does nothing half way and it ended up being a great party. My mom has a neighbor to help her. I have known her for most of my 50 years. I will call her Me Too and I love her to pieces. She is 81 years old and funny. She loves to dance and she will talk to anyone and people for some reason talk back to her. When we go to Vegas, she will talk to the people in the elevator. She is my role model for breaking out of my comfort zone and talking to people. She is a natural flirt, kind of like a baby is. They look you right in the eye, all interested like, smiling and fascinated. She is short, barely 5 foot tall, big brown eyes, salt and pepper hair and smiles all the time.

Me Too recently flew to Oregon to help her 88-year-old brother settle some family affairs. She said he lived in a swank assisted living facility and thought it was a pretty cool place, but said it was like living in an army of walkers. HAHAHA. My mom had sent me and Me Too to the Chinese bakery to pick up the cake. The east side of the valley is like being transported to an alien place. I really like my little bubble here in suburban Temecula. I drove down Roscoe Blvd. to get to the bakery on the corner of Sepulveda and Roscoe. Some homeless guy, scruffy, slightly wobbly on his feet, tried to direct me to a parking spot. Say what? I pulled away from him and found another spot. The bakery had mostly empty display cases and the food on display was kind of sad and seemed out of place. Pretty pastries in a slightly run down bakery, next door to the liquor store with the Spanish language everywhere, and numerous other off beat stores with the homeless guy in the parking lot trying to direct traffic for tips.

We skedaddled back to my mom's and helped her get ready for the party. My parents have a huge backyard that my dad has fixed up through the years, and even though the 170 Hollywood Freeway is a couple of hundred yards away, it is a nice place, especially since they finally put the sound wall up. I will post pictures as soon as I upload them.

Shasta and Lop spent the day with JuJuBeez and BB touring Hollywood and then they came to my mom's. JuJuBeez's brother and SIL and their 2 kids came-kids, heck, they are 26 and 23. Teddy Bear and Killdozer made me bring Rock Band. I suck at that game. They let me play bass on easy and I still failed twice. Living on a Prayer was the only song I managed to play fairly well.

Lop and BB helped my mom make the chicken tacos because they wanted her recipe. Okay, getting a recipe from my mom is an ordeal. She will tell you what's in it, you think, until you make it and it never tastes the same and then when you call her and tell her, she says, "Oh, if you want to add flavor, you need to add so and so." D'oh! No, mom, I didn't want it to be flavorful. If you follow her every move around the kitchen, as soon as you turn your back, she will add something and not tell you. It's like a game and we tease her endlessly about it. They were great helpers with Me Too. One warmed the tortillas, one filled the shells, one helped load the tacos into the dish to keep warm.

It really is nice to be a hermit but still be able to get out there and laugh and be with people you love. JuJuBeez is a great person. She does a killer impersonation of the Queen of England, is very sentinmental, yet slightly cynical and always, I mean always, has something fascinating to say. It must be being a writer. I am so happy to have her in my life. And, it is totally unfair that she really does look 29 even though she is not anymore.

Happy Birthday, JuJuBeez~!

Music

Such a beautiful piece of music. I just wanted to share.

Pardon Me!

Are you a prude? Come on now...'fess up. I don't consider myself a prude. I can always get the Book Babes to blush, change subjects, call TMI. I admit it, it's kind of fun. They are so lady like sometimes, but every once in a while they are good for a zinger. Those lady like types can surprise you.

Teddy Bear and Killdozer were watching some wretched MTV show the other day. I sat down to join them for a minute. (Work is killing me lately.) The show was so insipid I could feel brain cells dying or turning into mush according to Hulu and Alec Baldwin. The American version of this commercial came on and I guess I must have made a face. Teddy Bear got on her teenage soapbox and asked me what was so wrong about the commercial.

I have to laugh. Kids are always saying that we adults never understand, we never listen to the whole story and all the extenuating information. Okay, if there is one thing I have learned from living with young adults is to bite my tongue and listen as much as possible. Some of the most clean cut kids I have met are not just naughty kids (heck, who wasn't naughty?) but are actually not nice people. I am so naive, I always assumed if a kid does well in school, is polite, respects authority, makes my kid call about where they are (ha!), they were honest and good people. Don't misunderstand me, some of them truly are wonderful but that's my point. I had to learn to stop prejudging them as much as I could. Some of the most interesting kids also look the most interesting. None of them are angels but most of them are not devils either and I have had some of the best conversations with those young adults as exasperating as they can be.

I explained that it was not the commercial per se that got me to make my face. But how do you explain to someone how different things were for you when you were their age without sounding like some damn old geezer? Jiminy, couples slept in separate beds in sitcoms when I grew up, moms wore dresses and pearls, sex was not a subject that came up too often. So, yes, it still gets me sometimes when I see condom commercials or K-Y jelly used to enhance sex or razors used to shave your hoo hoo into cute shapes. I keep trying to picture Mary Ann and Ginger on Gilligan's Island discussing this. Coconut or pineapple shape? A cute little heart?

Ah, me. So exactly what time does Tila Tequila come on?

Cinco de Drinco

Care to dive in with me? This margarita was HUGE. I could have put my puppy in this drink so he could practice his dog paddling. And I actually had another one that was only slightly smaller. I met my baby brother and his wife and their friends at Casa de Pico in San Diego. This restaurant used to be in Old Town but it got chased away apparently by a new management company in Old Town San Diego.

They had the mariachis running around playing the Mexican polka music. Thank heavens we sat outside because they were loud. At a table not far from us, they were doing shots and were even louder than we were. I'm afraid we embarrass my brother to no end when we all get together. Must be that Catholic school upbringing. He covers his eyes and pretends that he is no longer at the same table as we are.

My sister-in-law got VERY happy and so did Shasta, so we had to do the drunk walk to Starbucks to sober up. Three cop cars pulled into the parking lot (looking for the drunks to bust I'm sure) and just walking I felt guilty. To make it even worse, they went into Starbucks, too. We got our drinks and hightailed it outside to talk and drink and sober up. We were fascinated by some creature running around the parking lot. Possum? Rat? Cat? I was kinda of hoping it would scare the cops when they left.

When will I ever learn not to drink on weekdays? Arghh. Getting up on Wednesday was painful in the extreme. I went to bed at 8 the next night to try to play catch up on sleep. Is it even possible to do that?

Cheers~!

Tiger Becomes a Dog

I loved this movie and my girls and I watched it over and over. How can you go wrong with Jimmy Stewart and Dom Deluise?

Bow wow. Bark. Bowie bowie bark bark.

I will miss you~!

Stand By Me~!

Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy~! Happy Saturday...off to play today~!

SighWTF

CollegeHumor.com...Real Life Twitter

Sorry for the lack of posts. It's not for lack of ideas, I have had one idea after another pop in but I have been behaving like I have OCD playing with Twitter. CollegeHumor made me wake up to just how silly it can be. I mean, look, at my Twitter name...sighWTF. Sigh. HAHAHA.

Twitter is definitely bad news for people with short attention spans. You only have 140 characters to say something. It is really hard to be boring when you need to be spiffy and concise. It is possible. I have deleted some people who tweet and tweet and tweet and tweet and never seem to say anything. But it is absolutely fascinating the people who are on Twitter and some of them follow you back. I follow the extreme right, the middle, the left and those in the outfield. I just started following Karl Rove. Yes, the diabolical mastermind behind Bush, and he follows me back~! (I'm going to have to see if Rahm Emanuel twitters; I need to follow all diabolical masterminds.) But I also follow George Stephenopolous or however you spell his darn name. I follow anarchists and Republicans. I follow a few musicians and some of my favorite bloggers.

Teddy Bear thinks I'm crazy. I told her that I had embarrassed myself to no end by Twittering something to Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails when he said something funny. She got so exasperated. "What is twittering?" She had no idea what Twitter was. The My Space queen. She lets me have a Facebook account, but I'm not allowed on My Space. She said it is not for grown ups. Whatever. I always assume this generation is computer savvy, but they can be as clueless as my mom. My mom still is not sure what clicking is and scrolling is an advanced concept. My daughter has never run a scan on her computer...EVER. I have to get in there on a regular basis and clean her laptop up. My brother, my computer guru, sometimes will take her computer home and he pats the laptop and tells it it will be okay. He is appalled by what she does to it sometimes.

EvilBankersDouble-talking douchebag Barney Frank stands in the way of a Fed™ Audit: http://tinyurl.com/crcrre #distraction #vague #obfuscateabout 3 hours ago from TweetDeck

LonsI have had this Slap Chop remix stuck in my head ALL DAY: http://tinyurl.com/cy96a5 Help me...about 3 hours ago from twhirl

weirdnewsRepairman accused of peeping at woman in shower http://is.gd/vYqwabout 3 hours ago from web

cakewrecksCake USB Drives! http://tinyurl.com/6la5v7 Imagine if this customer ( http://tinyurl.com/bgehp5) had used one - oh, the irony.about 4 hours ago from web

These are sample tweets from just the people I follow. You notice they have links to articles, videos, blogs....oh my.

I will get my butt back in gear and blog this weekend. I have to write about gobstoppers, monster cakes, feathers, laundry....Sigh.