Sunday, July 31, 2005

Down the Shore

The shore was really nice. It was overcast in the morning, so I think that kept alot of the daytrippers away. But then the sun came out and it turned out to be a great day. I got some sun (I actually burned a bit in some areas) and Princess loved the ocean and the sand. Unfortunately, the ocean was pretty rough so I couldn't take her all the way in, but she loved getting her feet wet and repeatedly tried to run right into the waves. She's a kid after my own heart.

I spent way too much on some sand toys for her (that I probably could have gotten at the dollar store, but didn't think about it). They kept her pretty much entertained so that my friend and I could lounge in the sun and talk. You can see from the pic how amazed she was by all of this:

We went to Pt. Pleasant Beach, which is where I spent my summers as a kid. I am hoping to do the same with Princess because those are some of my best memories, although it has gotten SO expensive to rent for a few weeks. I am trying to convince Hub that perhaps we need to buy a house, a little bungalow, down there. Maybe once I go back to work and we aren't po anymore.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

The Day I Met Billy Lane

Its been a whole few days since I talked about Billy Lane, and a number of you commented & emailed me the other day that he is hot. So I thought I would tell you about the time I met him.

Hub is really into motorcycles, so he found out about this open house thingee at a Harley dealer in western NJ. There would be Harleys there from each decade, one of Indian Larry's bikes, and some guy named Billy Lane would be there with one of his bikes. I was like, fine, whatever, nothing better to do. I usually went to do something else while Hub was watching the Biker Build-off shows on tv; I only wanted to watch American Chopper because, well, Paulie Jr. is hot (although my crush on him is over - he doesn't drink, doesn't curse, is a religious thank you). So we drive like 45 minutes out to Lebanon NJ (I didn't even know there was such a place) and we go in. There is a table set up where this Billy Lane guy was supposed to be signing autographs, but there is no one there. I am looking around and I see this guy walking around with long black dredlocks, tattoos, gorgeous, drinking a beer out of the bottle. I am trying not to stare but this guy is HOT. I say to Hub (not knowing who Billy Lane was), "I guess he isn't here" (because there was no one at the autograph table). Hub says, "no, that's him right there" and points to the guy I have been checking out. All of a sudden I am wondering two things: 1. Why haven't I been watching his show? and 2. Why didn't I do something with my hair?

So there is a line to meet him, but he isn't at a table. He is just hanging out, standing up and talking to everyone, drinking beer and just being a regular guy. Now I had met Paulie from OCC a few months before that, and he was kind of an ass - when we went up for autographs, neither he nor Paul Sr. even looked up at anyone - it was almost like they couldn't be bothered. Billy Lane was the complete opposite. He took time to talk to each person and to pose for pics with each person.

We go up and I take a pic of Hub, Princess and Billy. Don't you think Princess is looking at Billy thinking, is this my new Daddy??? LOL...anyway...Hub asks him if he gets tired of signing autographs after so many hours. Billy responds that no, he never gets tired of meeting his fans and its the best part of his job. He flew in that morning for this event, and was flying out that evening.

So we go on our way, but we're still looking at all the bikes (well, Hub is looking at bikes, I am looking at Billy). Hub's like, go back and get your picture taken with him already. You're staring enough. I'm like, "what? Me? No darling, there is no other man for me but you!" He's like, just go. So we went back and I got my pic taken (which I won't post because like I said, I didn't do my hair). We talked with him for quite a while; he told us about the hubless wheel he created and how it works, and was just so cool and down to earth. He was the kind of guy we'd hang out with at a bar, drinking beer and doing shots and getting crazy with.

My kind of guy.

Since I met him, I have read alot about him. Hub got me his book for Mother's Day and I read it in less than a day - he is a fascinating guy. Despite everything I have read about his wild ways (not that I can say anything, have you seen any of my drinking pictures?) and his preference for strippers, I can say first-hand that he was such a nice guy and not at all what his "image" portrays him to be.

(How cool is it that if you Google Billy Lane images, my lil' ol' blog comes up. Yay me!)

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Yep, Another Meme

Obviously nothing of any interest is going on in my life right now, so I am posting yet another meme. Snagged from Guppyman, seen everywhere.
What I was doing ten years ago:
10 years ago I was dating Hub for one year. I was not at all thinking about getting married. I was still a little sad to not be single, but happy I met the man I was meant to be with. I was still going out drinking every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday with my friend C. I spent most of my free time in NYC. C and I had also just gotten back from a trip to London and Paris.

5 Years ago:
I was married for 2 years. We had just bought our house. Everyone was thinking there was something wrong with me because I didn't want to have kids yet. I was still having a great time, traveling everywhere and hanging with my friends. Five years ago I went to Times Square for New Years Eve with my cousin, and to Mardi Gras in New Orleans with friends and another cousin. I was planning my trip to Italy with Hub.

1 Year ago:
I was getting used to being a mother, and happy to have my first summer "off" since I was a kid. Everyone started asking when I was having another kid. Bah. It has not stopped.

I fought with Verizon Wireless and humidity.

5 Snacks I enjoy:
Cheddar Triscuits
Big Cheez-Its
Potato chips
Ring Dings
Ice Cream

5 Songs I know all the words to:
Every song by Bon Jovi
Every song by Hole
Every song by NIN
Every song by Pearl Jam
Nearly every song by John Mellencamp

5 Things I would do with $100 million:
Buy a bar for me and Patsy in N'Awlins
Buy a few houses (in NJ, New Orleans, Maui)
Give my family whatever they need/want
Buy a Choppers Inc bike just so I could meet Billy Lane (but I'd give the bike to Hub, ain't I nice)

5 Locations I would like to run away to:
New Orleans

5 Things I like doing:
Being with friends/family
Playing with Princess
Laying on the beach with a frozen drink
Shopping (if only I had the money)

5 Bad habits I have:
Biting my nails
Eating when I am not hungry
Being super-sarcastic
Getting defensive

5 Things I would never wear:
A Cowboys jersey
A Red Sux jersey
A NY Rangers jersey
A shirt made of neckties
A scrunchie

5 TV shows I like:
Law & Order SVU
The Daily Show
Friends reruns
The Sopranos
Six Feet Under

5 Biggest joys of the moment:
Dowloading the new Bon Jovi single this morning
My friends & family
Summer concerts
Being an Adorable Rodent in the TTLB Ecosphere

5 Favorite toys:
My digital camera
My computer
My car (red Mustang GT convertible)
My blender
My air conditioner (its friggin hot here!)

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Dear Tide Company:
I am writing to say what an excellent product you have! I've used it all through my married life, as my Mom always told me it was the best. In fact, about a month ago, I spilled some red wine on my new white blouse. My inconsiderate and uncaring husband started to berate me about how clumsy I was, and generally started becoming a pain in the neck.

One thing led to another and somehow I ended up with a lot of his blood on my white blouse. I tried to get the stain out using a bargain detergent, but it just wouldn't come out.

After a quick trip to the supermarket, I purchased a bottle of liquid Tide with bleach alternative, and to my surprise and satisfaction, all of the stains came out! In fact, the stains came out so well the detectives who came by yesterday told me that the DNA tests on my blouse were negative and then my attorney called and said that I would no longer be considered a suspect in the disappearance of my husband. What a relief!

I thank you, once again, for having such a great product. Well, I have to go. I have to write a letter to the Hefty bag people.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Google Meme

I am sure you have all seen this meme, but I finally did it. You go to Google and search for "(Your name) is" and see what comes up. I, of course, used my real name, but will sustitute it with TJG for my results:

TJG is a contributing writer for Proverbs For the People.

TJG is funny, bright and bubbly.

TJG is basking in the afterglow.

TJG is primed and ready to go.

TJG is actually French and grew up listening to Francoise.

TJG is often called upon to lend emotional support.

TJG is originally from the Mediterranean but now spends her time jetting between London and New York (this one was a call girl!!!)

TJG is too modest.

So there you go. I am fairly diverse, no? I write proverbs AND I am a sophisticated call girl. You don't get much better than that.

Not tagging anyone in particular because I think everyone has already done this one. But if you haven't and you feel like doing it, consider yourself tagged!

Sunday, July 24, 2005

In the Ghettooo..(sing it with me)...

So when you are one of just a few white people at a mostly-black event, you get a totally different view of racism. Now don't get me wrong, no one there was racist towards us; in fact almost everyone was quite friendly. But it put me into the shoes of some of my black friends when they come to my house or to an event where they are the minority. We were definitely the minority and it felt weird. Luckily, we had a few drinks and everything was just fine.

But in any case, here are some pics:

Here is my friend, the hostess of the event (yep, those are Gucci sunglasses).

Us having dinner. Ah, the BEST macaroni and cheese you ever had in your life. And you can kinda see my dark hair - I will try to get a better pic up tomorrow.

Yep, there's my kid in the middle of the crazy line dancing. (And Patsy's and my Coach bags, of course).
I have, as of yet, been unsuccessful in posting the video of the concert. Despite the kind help of the lovely Ben Padilla, I am a moron who just cannot for the life of me figure it out. I am lucky I can upload pictures by myself. But trust me, Patsy and I watched them yesterday and were laughing so hard it hurt. So I will keep trying.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Had Too Much To Drink?

But first...I finally did it - I am no longer blonde. My hair is now a very dark brown (nearly black - or maybe it just seems that way since its such a drastic change from blonde) with some red in there. Ah, thank God. I never feel like myself with blonde hair - I definitely have a dark-hair personality. I feel like a rock star again.
Tonight, Patsy and Diddy and me and Hub and Princess are off to a ghetto barbecue. I have a girlfriend from my former office who lives in da hood and we were invited to party with her and all her friends. Hub and I went once before and we were terrified driving to and from - her house and street are fine, but the surrounding areas - um, quite scary. The funny thing is that my friend is 33, she still lives at home with her parents, she wears Prada and carries Louis Vuitton purses and drives a Mercedes. And, she is drop dead gorgeous, btw. But why does she still live at home? Its a mystery to all. I think we'll go have a few drinks and ponder it for a while.

20 Ways For Women To Tell That They've Had A Little Much To Drink
1. I have absolutely no idea where my purse is.

2. I believe that dancing with my arms overhead and wiggling my butt while
yelling "WOO-HOO!" is truly the sexiest dance move around.

3. I've suddenly decided I want to kick someone's ass and honestly believe I
could do it too.

4. In my last trip to pee, I realize I now look more like a homeless hooker
than the goddess I was just four hours ago.

5. I drop my 3:00 a.m. bean burrito on the floor (which I'm eating even
though I'm not the least bit hungry), pick it up and carry on eating it

6. I start crying and telling everyone I see that I love them sooooo much.

7. I get extremely excited and jump up and down every time a new song plays
because "Oh my God! I love this song!"

8. I've found a deeper/spiritual side to the geek sitting next to me

9. The man I'm flirting with used to be my 5th grade teacher.

10. The urge to take off articles of clothing, stand on a table and sing or
dance becomes strangely overwhelming.

11. My eyes just don't seem to want to stay open on their own so I keep them
half closed and think it looks exotically sexy.

12. I've suddenly taken up smoking and become really good at it.

13. I yell at the bartender, who (I think) cheated me by giving me just
lemonade, but that's just because I can no longer taste the gin.

14. I think I'm in bed, but my pillow feels strangely like the kitchen floor

15. I start every conversation with a booming, "DON'T take this the WRONG
WAY but..."

16. I fail to notice that the toilet lid's up, and I don't even care!

17. My hugs begin to resemble wrestling take-down moves.

18. I'm tired so I just sit on the floor (wherever I happen to be
standing) and take a quick nap.

19. I begin leaving the buttons open on my button fly pants to cut down on
the time I'm in the bathroom away from my drink.

20. I take my shoes off because I believe it's their fault that I'm having
problems walking straight.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Photo Friday and Hockey's Back!

I had planned on doing a post today about the time I met Billy Lane because 1. several others of you think he's hot (and you are right) and I'd like to relive the day I met him, and 2. because I just wanted to post another picture of him to look at. (Edit: for those of you not in the know, Billy Lane builds badass choppers. Click here for his website).But nah, I don't feel like doing that post right now. And as I have had to remind people lately, this is my friggin blog and I'll do what I want with it.

The awesome thing is that the Photo Friday topic this week is "Attractive" so I can post the pic and not have to tell the story right now. I didn't take this one, but if you want to see one I took go here.

Rejoice and be happy! The NHL Players Association has finally formally ratified the collective bargaining agreement so hockey can officially return next season (so long as the owners sign tomorrow, and why wouldn't they?)! Thank God. It has been a sad state aound the True household without hockey. Now, believe me, I love me some baseball but as a Yankees fan, I really only care once October gets here. And I love me some football, but the season is short and the Giants are a disappointment year after year. So, yay, my beloved Devils will be back next year to contend for the Cup. But Hub and I are po so I am hoping one of the changes they make is lowering the damn ticket prices. $30 for an upper tier corner seat is ridiculous. I can't even get a good look at Brodeur's ass from all the way up there (eh, I'm fickle. I don't like him as a person but I can still look at his ass, right?).

As for the changes, I'd love to see a penalty-shot shootout rather than ties, and two line passes would be just fine with me. But as a Brodeur fan (his play rather than his bod, this time), less goaltender handling of the puck is not good for me. Its his specialty. I was there the night he scored a goal and it was one of the most exciting things I have seen in hockey.
And just for fun another pic of Billy that I obviously didn't take but that I love anyhow because he looks so badass on his chopper:

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Celebrity Crushes

So let me ask you a question. Say you have a crush on a celebrity, like say for example, Jude Law. And you then find out he is a moron and he cheated on his gorgeous fiancee with his kids' nanny. It seems the man cannot control himself, since he couldn't stay faithful to his beautiful first wife, Sadie Frost. Does this change your crush on him?

I ask because a few years ago (ya know, when there was hockey to watch), I had a huge crush on the Devils' goalie, Martin Brodeur. We had season tickets essentially for that reason. He was (still is? I dunno) married, and his wife caught him in bed with her sister. That's right, he was banging his wife's sister. Now, while I still thought he was good looking (and I have met him several times and he is even hotter in person), I totally thought he was gross after I learned that about him. My crush quickly ended.

Now, I am totally crushing on Billy Lane (ah, I love me some dirty men) and I know he basically only goes out with strippers and such, but that has not changed my opinion of him because he isn't married so he can essentially do whatever he wants. (I have met him too, and he is also hotter in person. And sooooooo nice.) But some women might judge him for his behavior.

So let me ask you - if you have a crush on a celebrity, is it solely for their looks or does personality and behavior come into play as well? And if you found out he was banging his wife's sister (or, for the men, that she was banging her husband's brother), would your crush end?

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Dear Nosy Elderly Neighbor:

Thank you for voicing your concern about me sitting in the sun today. Just a few points to mention to you:

1. Yes, I am fair-skinned, which explains the sitting in the sun. Pasty white skin is not all the rage these days. Perhaps you should get some sun yourself. I am a Jersey Shore gal, so I certainly do not need you to tell me when the sun's rays are the strongest. I only sit out when they are the strongest. Thanks.

2. Yes, I have numerous tattoos. No, I do not regret them. No, I don't think they look tacky on women.

4. Yes, Hub will mow the lawn one of the these days. I guess while you are so busy watching what everyone in the neighborhood does, you have missed the fact that he doesn't get home till after 8 most nights, and that maybe when he gets home he wants to spend a half hour with his daughter. And that it has been so humid here over the past week that you could cut the air with a knife. A little long grass is better than Hub having a heart attack on the lawn.

5. And no, I am not mowing the lawn. Forget that ever happening. Evah.

6. And finally. No, dear, I did not need to know that you sleep in the nude. Really. But if you know how to replace that piece of visual memory from my brain, that I would love to know.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Mellencamp Review Part 2: Don't talk to strangers

But first: Ok, I think it would be kinda funny to post the video of me and Patsy singing to Mellencamp. Its hysterical, at least to me. You can't see us, but you sure can hear us. Hub thinks its funny too; he keeps blasting it throughout the house. I think he loves my singing voice, haha. But I have no idea how to post it on here. Can anyone help?

Yes, my mom did teach me to never talk to strangers. However. When I have had a few drinks and I look at someone and have a question for them, I am completely not shy about asking them.

At the concert Saturday, we were tailgating for a while before these two odd girls came up and sat near us. One of them had on a shirt made out of ties. As in, neck ties.
Yes she has a shirt made of ties
She also had her thong underwear hanging out of her pants (which I hate, btw). So I had to ask her about this.
J wanted to know what this girls undies say

Her underwear said "No Worries" on them, because that is apparently her motto in life. Um ok. She made the shirt herself and was awfully proud. She also showed me *all* of her tattoos...and one was way-far-down under her underwear line. Something I did not need to see. But Hub liked it. A little while later, they had left to go in and get a space on the lawn for the show, and Patsy and I had to pee. So we trudged off to the portapotties (which, at least when we got there, were surprisingly clean). The line was insane, and we had decided to turn around and go use the woods (I have told you before, we are broads, not girlie girls. And when you gotta go, you gotta go). But behold, the two weirdos are on line, near the front! I figured that she had already shown me her vagina, maybe she would let me cut in line? So I go up all friendly-like, and say "OMG, where did you guys go? We were looking all over for you!" They seemed thrilled to talk to me again (no, seriously, they did) and of course they let us cut in line. We said, ok, see you inside! And of course we never saw them again because we weren't about to look for two freaks in amongst all the other freaks.

Then, we are sitting on the lawn, Fogerty is done and we are waiting for Mellencamp to come on. There is a blonde in front of us, whom I think our friend J was enamoured with. She has writing on her underwear too! (I am talking about around the waistband, ya know, like on Calvins?) So I am now a pro at getting women to let me look at their undies, so I started talking to her. Here are her undies:
They obviously say "Hanes Her Way". She turned out to be very nice, from what I recall. She was there with her daughter, who was in her early 20's. I could only hope to look that good at her age...or at my age for that matter.

Here's another random freak in the crowd near us dancing. He was outta control but sure was having a good time:
Some freak dancing through the crowd
And then here is some crazy woman (or very drunk woman) who we did not know who just came and sat on our blanket, and then I guess passed out on it:
crazy person who crashed our blanket
So that's all the freaks I remember. There were probably more. But don't worry - we'll be seeing Motley Crue in less than a month, so there will certainly be more stories to be told!

Monday, July 18, 2005

Mellencamp Review, Part 1

Wow, so let's see, where to begin about the Mellencamp concert. First, I will say that I am still a drinking champ and did not have too bad a hangover yesterday. In fact, I not only went to my parents' house to pick up Princess, but I also had lunch with Hub's family AND I exercised. And I will also say that this is not really a review of the concert, but rather of the tailgaiting.

We did see Fogerty and I don't recall much of it. We did see Mellencamp and I don't recall much of it. And oh, what a great concert it was.

I think the best way to describe the day is through pictures. Yes, Hub had the camera and he took 250 pics. That's right - TWO HUNDRED FIFTY. Plus some video of the concert - but its really useless as you can't hear Mellencamp singing, you can only hear me and Patsy singing. Poorly, loudly, and very off key. Oh, this was good times.

Here's some of what we drank. Patsy made vodka and lemonade and even put real lemons in there. Yum.
Vodka and Lemonade

Here's me and Patsy after Fogerty and before Mellencamp, vegging and having some brews:
Patsy and TJG at Mellencamp

Here's me and Hub, part 1. You can tell by the squinty eyes I have that this was laaaate in the evening:
Me and Hub

Here's me and Hub, part 2. He says I would not stop drinking long enough to get a pic of us.
TJG and Hub

Here's me kicking the porta potty. I have been told our friend was in there, but I don't really recall this moment:
knocking down the porta potty

Here is my insane husband, who happened to be the only one who was stone cold sober. Although you wouldn't guess it from this pic:
Hub is crazy

There are also pictures of our friend J with puke in his beard after he threw up in his hands (I thought you were the only one who did that, Patsy?). But I am going to spare you those. I am sure Patsy will go into more detail on her blog, which is good because maybe then she can remind me of what happened because truly, its all a blur. Tomorrow, I will tell you about all the freaks I met. I talked to several of them about their underwear. That's right, tune in tomorrow.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Should I Become a Scientologist Like Tom Cruise?

But first....I am posting this a little early because today is the Mellencamp concert so I will be drinking and partying all day in preparation. I may not be back on here till Monday, depending on the level of the hangover I have.

Found this meme over at Bitchalicious a little while ago and I had to take this one on because it is awesome.

Could I be joining Tom Cruise in the Church of Scientology? Could I be shunning pharmaceutical drugs and blaming people for their mental illnesses and postpartum depression? Could I start jumping on couches and pounding the floor declaring my love for Hub? Could I start believing I am a martian or a robot or whatever those Scientology freaks believe? Let's find out, shall we?

(These are real questions from the Church of Scientology's "SEC WHOLE TRACK" questionnaire. Seriously.)

1. Have you ever driven anyone insane?
I drive my husband insane on a daily basis and I can guarantee that anyone who has spent good quality drinking time with me has felt their sanity slowly slipping away.

2. Have you ever killed the wrong person?
Nope, I've got good aim.

3. Is anybody looking for you?
Nobody good.

4. Have you ever set a poor example?
Nope, I always teach Princess to wear a YaYa helmet when drinking her juice.

5. Did you come to earth for evil purposes?
I could tell you but then I would have to kill you.

6. Are you in hiding?

7. Have you systematically set up mysteries?
Well I guess so. That's why one of my nicknames is "Dr. Evil" and I have frickin sharks with frickin laser beams on their heads.

8. Have you ever made a practice of confusing people?
Only myself.

9. Have you ever philosophized when you should have acted instead?
I am always philosophizing and never acting. Its what I do best.

10. Have you ever gone crazy?
A long time ago, and I ain't never comin' back.

11. Have you ever sought to persuade someone of your insanity?
Actually yes. Back in the day, pre-Hub, I had quite the stable of admirers who could not take no for an answer. So I tried to act even crazier than I am to scare them off. But the crazier I acted, the more they wanted me. Go figure.

12. Have you ever deserted or betrayed a great leader?
Well its been quite a while since this country had a great leader. So I will say no.

13. Have you ever smothered a baby?
Nope. Never even thought about it, with a good little baby like Princess.

14. Do you deserve to have any friends?
Of course I do. I'm fun.

15. Have you ever castrated anyone?
Not yet, but I wanted to castrate the boys in question #11. And all rapists and child molesters.

16. Do you deserve to be enslaved?
No, unless its by Billy Lane ;)

17. Is there any question on this list I had better not ask you again?
Number 13, because it's the only one that's not really very funny at all.

18. Have you ever tried to make the physical universe less real?
I don't even know what that means. Unless you mean by drinking my problems away? Then, maybe.

19. Have you ever zapped anyone?
I zap people all day long while I am driving with my pretend gun when they get in my way or drive slow in the fast lane. Or at Shop-Rite when they leave their carts in the middle of the aisle.

20. Have you ever had a body with a venereal disease? If so did you spread it?
As far as I know, this is the only body I have had and its clean.

So, am I in? Can I join all the Hollywood freaks in their Scientology castle out there in Cali-for-ni-A, or do I have to go try out for Kaballah instead?

What about you? Wanna join with me? C'mon, it's a fun meme. Just do it. You don't even have to tag anyone.

Friday, July 15, 2005

Photo Friday

I actually remembered to do Photo Friday this week! And I thought this one was really hard, at least for me. This week's challenge was "SILKY":

The New Jersey shore

And while I would have preferred pictures of the silky Aruba sand, I did not have a digital camera when we went there, so the Jersey Shore sand and sea will have to suffice.
Before you run off to celebrate the impending weekend, find out how well you know True Jersey Girl. Take my Quiz! (Blatantly stolen from C-MAC).

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Hub took off from work yesterday unexpectedly, which was nice. I was good on my diet, which is really hard with him around. He got a sub for lunch - and I resisted. Then last night one of my girlfriends came over, and while we had Mexican for dinner which was not healthy in the slightest, she drank wine and I had WATER. That's right, I resisted the temptation of alcohol. There is a first time for everything!

So while Hub was home, he became obsessed with reorganizing our digital photos onto fewer disks. I swear, he is borderline obsessive-compulsive, and I don't think he would argue with that. He was up till after 12:30 am doing this. And then he calls me into the office to look at some of the old pics of Princess. Now while I was not pleased about being roused from bed when I was trying to sleep, check these out:

This is Princess on the day she was just born and in the intensive care unit, where she stayed for 5 days:
Princess in the NICU

This is Princess with Aunt Karchamb at 2 months old:
Aunt Karchamb holding Princess

Here is Princess at 4 months old. This is one of my favorite pics of her, even though she is basically bald:
Four months

And here is Princess as a ballerina, at about 6 months:
Ballerina Princess

Honestly, I can't even remember her being so small!!!

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Random Stuff

I went to the mall today, looking for bargains, and saw some of the oddest people ever. Like I had to take a second look to figure out if the people were seriously wearing the outfits I thought they were wearing. One lady, a rather large lady, had on a long sleeved silk blouse (its like 100* out today) in black with multicolored flowers, and it was tucked into high-waisted hot pink pants. OMG. Another lady, apparently trying to be trendy but waaaaaay past the age for it, had on tight capri jeans, one of those trendy boho-type flowy tops...and no bra. And trust me, she needed one.
Also at the mall, I found this for Princess for fall. So should any of you be in the market to buy a gift for her, feel free. And we like the hat, too.
Oh, and also at the mall, I had been stalking this adorable Ralph Lauren shirt for Princess. Finally, its on a great sale and they have one left in 24 months. So I go to buy it. The saleslady, who had been following me around Bloomingdale's like I was going to rob the place, goes to take the security tag off of it and she rips the shirt. I want to know why, when they were training this idiot, did they not spend as much time on "carefully removing tags so as not to harm fabrics" as they did on "harass and stalk customers and make them uncomfortable"???
I have exercised 5 out of the last 7 days (today will make it 6 out of the last 8) and I have eaten well and not had a drop of alcohol. Please tell me why I am not skinny yet?
Only four days till the John Mellencamp concert! All the bloggers I know who saw this concert said that John Fogerty, the opening act, was tremendous. I hadn't even planned on going in early enough to see him, since we have an all-day tailgating party planned in the parking lot.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Does Anyone Actually Fall For This?

Good news everyone: I am going to be RICH! I got this in my email yesterday; do you think I should do it? Do you really think its risk-free like she says? OMG, there IS such a thing as a free lunch! I can't believe she chose ME to help her in this highly confidential matter, especially since we have never even heard of each other! I am sure I will just have to transfer a few thousand of my own dollars into her account, ya know, to get the ball rolling, and then she certainly wouldn't bail with all my money! I am SOOO lucky and now I am going to be a millionaire!!!

From Mrs Mariam Guei,
Abidjan,Ivoiry Coast,
West Africa.

Confidential message.

Attn Director:

I am writing this mail to you from my residence because of how confidential it is,this letter contains some confidential materials and should be delected from your mail box if you are unable to help me out concerning the proposal.I am the wife of late Gen Robert Guei here in Abidjan.

I and my colleagues have an amount of 28 million dollars in the international remittance bank here in Abidjan belonging to my late husband Gen Robert Guei who was shot dead together with my two children last September by the Government soldiers here on an accusation of plotting a failed coup de etat.this money was 58 million dollars but some have been used in the importation of arms by my late General until he met the unexpected death.

I have all the necessary documents involved in the deposition and the withdrawal of the part of the money and the next of kin was his personal security guard who also met death.Now I want you to stand as the next of kin and help us transfer this amount of money out from here.This business is 100% risk free and I will prepare all the documentation and prove the source of the fund before the transfer.

I want you to know that this business involves I and 2 top officials in the bank and must not be taken as a joke,I advice you to think very well before responding because we need a very strong hand in this transaction.

Your percentage and other important details will be discussed once I confirm your kind willingness in helping to the transfer. I await your
postive response.

Mrs Mariam Guei
Who actually falls for this stuff and thinks they will be getting millions of dollars from some stranger?

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Weekend Questions

So I stole these questions from my buddy Captain Picard because I thought your answers would be fun to read. As long as you are nice to me. You can answer them in comments, and then you can steal them and put them on your blog if you so desire.

1: Who are you?
2: When and how did we meet?
3: What brings you here?
4: Why do you keep coming back?
5: Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
6: Describe me in one word.
7: What was your first impresssion of me?
8: Do you still think that now?
9: What reminds you of me?
10: If you could give me a present, what would it be?
11: Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?

Friday, July 08, 2005

Best I Can Do Today

I am glad to hear that all of my blogging friends from the UK are safe and sound. I have to admit that it is odd to see the horror of yesterday unfolding on tv and wonder if people who you consider to be friends but whom you have never met are ok. But I am glad you are.

I was going to post some opinions and such on this, but when I wrote it all out it was a serious downer and that's not what this space is about for me. I don't see a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel; I think this is the situation we are stuck with from now on. This is what our lives are like - we will never feel safe again.

Oops, slipped into downerville for a sec there. So, um, here's something cute that happened with Princess yesterday. Hub was talking about how he is going to screw his company by taking his sweet ass time to work so they'll have to pay him overtime and get screwed on their numbers (he says this all the time, but never has the heart to do it). So I said, you are already getting home at 8pm, who are you going to be screwing by working later than that - the company or your family? Princess picks up on the word family and starts repeating it. So Hub starts explaining who is in our family...Mommy, Daddy, Princess, and Gypsy. And Princess starts yelling at him, BABY!BABY!BABY!BABY! She just got a new babydoll and stroller this weekend and she was quite offended that Baby was not included in the family. So Hub repeated the list of our family members: Mommy, Daddy, Princess, Gypsy, and Baby. This drew a big smile from her and she was happy.

Eh, not a great story, but I am not really in the mood to think of something funny. It'll have to do for today.

Thursday, July 07, 2005


But first...My condolences to the families of those killed in the London bombings. This is so horrifying - I have to get my mind around it and will hopefully be able to post some thoughts tomorrow. Please, anyone taking mass transit - be careful and cautious. Mrs. Mogul - hope you and yours are ok!!!

I don't know if any of you have read my 100 Things, but one of them is that I am 1/2 of an elite drinking team. Here is that story, and an introduction to the other 1/2.

Patsy used to date Hub's friend. Patsy and I were friendly, but I was better friends with her boyfriend. Then, the four of us went to Aruba and Patsy and I bonded. We realized we had a lot in common, but one of the most glaring commonalities (is that a word?) was that we both like to get our drink on.

Hub and Patsy's boyfriend (now her ex...whom we will just call "F&A") started giving us nicknames based on our superb drinking skills. The first were Jack and Daniels, given to us by F&A. We were also Deb and Beth from the horrendous yet quotable HBO movie "Hysterical Blindness" (and everyone still calls me Deb). And, we were Patsy and Eddie from the BBC show Absolutely Fabulous (we still call her Patsy). Later, after watching the movie Charlie's Angels, Hub was reminded of the scene where Lucy Liu was trying to figure out how to tell her boyfriend that she was a spy. She comes up with "I am 1/3 of an elite crime-fighting team." So, Hub dubbed us Charlie's Angels and said we were each "1/2 of an elite drinking team".

For a while, we thought that perhaps there should be a third Angel. Striking the Charlie's Angels pose with only two people was not so hot. So we began our search. At first, we thought it was the bartender at the bar we hang out at. But she turned out to be way too odd for us. She was always trying to look down my shirt, and she was quite clingy and needy. We decided to pass on her.

Our best option was our friend, whom I will call Britney (her story will be a post soon). She was one of the few girls who could keep up with us, so we were pretty sure she was The One. So sure, in fact, that I bought each of us cool blingin' "Angel" necklaces:
Angels in our Angel necklaces
You'll notice there are only 2 of us in this pic - because alas, Britney was so not the third angel. You'll know why when I get around to posting about her.

There were a few other contenders, but in the end we decided that being 1/2 is better than being 1/3 anyway. So we are Charlie's Angels, and 1/2 of an elite drinking team.

So without further ado, I'd like to introduce you to Patsy, the other 1/2! She finally started her own blog, called Drinks Well With Others, which you can be sure will be filled with odd tidbits of her odd life. Go check her out, please! And tell her True says hi!

Wednesday, July 06, 2005


How big a stud is Jim over at Patricide for hosting June's Mixamania? Basically, you make a mix CD and send it to another blogger. The kick is that you don't include a songlist, so the person you send it to has to come to your blog and find the list.

I sent my CD to Genuine. This made me hella nervous. I have been lurking at Genuine's for a while and he's just the best, so I felt under all this pressure to make a cool mix to impress him. Unfortunately, I had already burned the CD before I got his name, so who knows. I think its a good mix, but my music isn't So I hope you like it, Genuine!

The theme was SUMMER. Some of my songs have a story to why they are "summer songs" to me, and others are just summery songs. Here's the playlist, listed in my usual wordy way:

1. Shining Star by The Manhattans: This song reminds me of being down the shore in our little pink bungalow. It had seriously hard linoleum floors, and my little sis and I used to rollerskate inside (the sidewalks were too sandy and pebbly to skate on). We would have a blast, and its one of my many wonderful memories from the shore. I distinctly remember skating around while listening to this song on Casey Kasum's countdown, and hearing that (I believe) the lead singer had died. Or maybe it was a long distance dedication to someone who had died. That part isn't so clear in my memory, but what is clear is the feeling of being sad that someone had died, yet enjoying this beautiful song while rollerskating.

2. Suddenly Last Summer by The Motels: Just a perfect 80's summer song.

3. Within Your Reach by The Replacements: This song reminds me of a certain boy I used to fancy. He was so close, within my reach, but it never happened.

4. Drunken Butterfly by Sonic Youth: This one is a reminder of those drunken summer nights in a seedy meatmarket bar in NYC with one of my friends. We would go out, buy ourselves a drink or two, then hit up some cute boys to buy us drinks for the rest of the night. Hence the line "I love you, I love you, I love you...what's your name?" Hey, you say what you have to so that you don't spend your own dough.

5. He's My Thing by Babes in Toyland: I went to a number of the Lollapalooza concerts over the years in the early 90's and I loved the shows - everyone was weird and odd and into their own thing. My long black hair and pale skin and blackened eyes and Doc Martens fit right in. At the time, there wasn't a lot of chick music that I considered to be any good - I was listening to Pearl Jam and Nirvana and Nine Inch Nails and Fugazi...but then I heard Babes in Toyland at Lollapalooza and I fell in love with their angry fierceness and they remain one of my favorite bands to rock out to.

6. Bring Tha Noize by Public Enemy with Anthrax: Oh man, this song rocks. I remember driving my old blue 1982 Mercury Capri with the windows down in the hot summer, thinking about how badass I was for listening to rap. This was my intro to Public Enemy and I loooove Chuck D to this day.

7. Margin Walker by Fugazi: Another song that reminds me of a certain crush I had that peaked over one summer but lasted waaaay longer. "You make yourself so beautiful, You make yourself so so beautiful, and I feel like I'm gonna set myself on fire." Yep, that's how I felt.

8. So What! by Jane's Addiction: The lyrics really are my personal theme song all year long, but they seem to sum up what summer should be about: "Man ain't meant to work, C'mon build a machine, So we can sleep and make love deeper, Then we can dance, and we can drink!" Perfect plan for the summer, no?

9. Ocean Size by Jane's Addiction: Well, it mentions the ocean, and it's a kick ass song. Perry Farrell rules so much that I had to pick two songs by them.

10. Jersey Girl by Bruce Springsteen: NJ gets a bad rap. It is thought of as the vast wasteland between NYC and Philly. And then along comes our local hero Bruuuuuuuce to explain why Jersey Girls are the best in the world. And it mentions the shore; what could be better? "Tonight I'm gonna take that ride, cross the river to the Jersey side, take my baby to the carnival and I'll take her on all the rides, down the shore everything's all right, you and your baby on a Saturday night….Nothin matters in the whole wide world, when you're in love with a Jersey Girl." You tell 'em, Bruce.

11. It Gets the Worst At Night by Lucero: Again, this reminds me of a certain boy. "On my way out of town, I drive by your house, two times, it don't do me no good, I didn't think that it would, cuz you're not mine." Love that.

12. I Know There's Something Going On by Frida: An early 80's song that I remember listening to as a little kid (like maybe 9 or 10?). A bunch of us, in the hot summer sun, would hang out on the corner by my block and pretend we were The Pink Ladies. That's right, we were a badass gang. This was one of the songs we'd listen to.

13. Beautiful Girl by INXS: One of the best alternative stations in the country was WHFS in the D.C. area. My younger sister invited me to go to the HFStival one summer, which was a Lollapalooza-type concert (as in an all day thingee in the blistering heat with $5 bottles of water). INXS was the headliner and I couldn't wait to hear them play this song (they rocked). On the same day, we also saw about 10 other amazing bands. It was tremendous.

14. Pink Houses by John Mellencamp: I spent all of my summers as a kid down in Pt. Pleasant NJ in a little pink bungalow. I was sure that John Cougar wrote this song especially for me.

15. Lonely Ol' Night by John Mellencamp: Two summers ago, some friends and I went to see him play live in an outdoor venue. I have seen him in concert many, many times but this time stands out because we tailgated for hours and hours beforehand, forgot to bring a blanket to sit on, crashed someone else's blanket and stole their beer, and my friend Patsy and I danced insanely to this song. Good times.

16. Sweet Caroline by The Nerds: This is the quintessential Jersey Shore band. They play at clubs all over the shore all summer long (and actually through the winter at clubs up north too, but I only see them in summer). You have a beer or ten and listen to The Nerds and your summer in Jersey is complete.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Weekend Recap

We had such a busy weekend. But isn't 4th of July weekend always just crazy?

Friday night were the fireworks in our town. Princess barely even registed that they were going on - she was having much more fun being chased by Uncle J around the park. The fireworks were really nice, although we were right in the windstream of the fireworks so we kept getting pelted with firework shrapnel. Fun.
Fireworks 1
On Saturday morning, we head up to Connecticut for our twice-annual family reunion (my side of the family). It seemed a little lower key this year, but I am not sure why. The night ended before midnight, which is very unlike us. We had fun though, and did the typical 4th of July stuff - bbq, softball, shopping, frisbee golf, and poker.
With mitt hat
We spent the night up there, and then had some friends over Sunday night to bbq. That was fun, and we played with sparklers. No one even got hurt.
On Monday, we spent the early afternoon at the American Legion, where Hub's dad is the Commander. They had a bbq and Princess got to spend some time with her cousins on Hub's side. This is Princess (the littlest girl) and her two cousins (who are brother and sister).
The kids
And last night, we went to a bbq at our friend Diddy's house. It was odd because his childhood friends were there and his current friends were there, and we all started out sitting together but gradually we split into two distinctive groups. They were snobby and we were normal. When we got home I asked Hub, would you rather that I was "dignified" like those girls? He was like, what do you mean? I said, well, they are all prissy and super-girlie and drink wine and speak softly and not any of those things. He said "Of course not! Who wants a prissy girl?" Anyway, it was a fun bbq and we saw more fireworks, and Princess had fun running around and tearing up someone else's yard. Here is "our side" of the bbq as we were waiting for the fireworks to start.
Diddy's bbq
Hope you all enjoyed your 4th!

Monday, July 04, 2005


OK, I had quite a few drinks tonight and I am waiting for my sleeping medicine to kick in, so here are some random things on my mind today:

- Did you hear Luther Vandross died? Is it because of his stroke or that he got fat and skinny and then fat and skinny too many times?

- It is difficult for a group of 3 people to decide how much alcohol it is necessary to bring for 7 people to tailgate for approximately 5 hours before a concert.

- On my way up to Connecticut this weekend, I passed my favorite signs for my favorite places - "Croton Falls" and "Hardscrabble Road" - and I like when we pass the town of "Purdys" and Hub says that I should live there. I have never been to any of these places but I just love the names.

- I don't like learning things about my cousins that I would rather not know, but I am glad they trust me to tell me.

- We took Princess to the fireworks on Friday night and she was totally not afraid of the noise. She looked up, was like "whatever", and returned to running around like a maniac.

- When I need sleep, I need to have the air conditioner on in the bedroom. Hub insists on judging whether we put on the A/C on what the outside temp is. Shouldn't it matter more that I am your wife and I will make your life a living hell if you don't put the friggin A/C on so I can sleep?

That's it for random thoughts for the evening. Oh, except for this one:
- My regular A/C is STILL not fixed even though that mofo has been out here TWICE now for a total of nearly 2 hours. Bah.

Happy 4th of July, all of my fellow Americans out there. Please remember that, conservative or liberal or somewhere in between, we all love this country and are proud to live here and call it home. And today we are celebrating the freedoms we are lucky enough to have in our country, and I think its something we take for granted too often. Hopefully you will take one minute to stop today and be grateful for all we have here.

Saturday, July 02, 2005

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaack!

Yippee! My blog is back! I am so happy.

Off to CT till tomorrow evening. Have a great weekend!!

Friday, July 01, 2005


A little link about an interesting rumor. This is from one of my favorite fashion/beauty/gossip blogs, Splendora. Check it out, what do you think?


Well as you can plainly see, my blog is not yet back to normal. I was told that as of midnight last night it should be back up and running with all my graphics. Now I just got an email saying possibly not till July 7th. I don't know what is going on, but at least they changed my background to white so that text could be read. I am so annoyed I can't even tell you.

Its hard to want to blog when you are as annoyed as I am about it. So I visited a few blogs yesterday and then did something else just to get away from blogs that look pretty when mine is all ugly. I finally burned CD's for the CD Exchange I am in. My sister runs it, and you make a mix and send out a copy of it to 15 people, and they send you their mixes. Here is my songlist:

Cold by Crossfade
Seven Nation Army by White Stripes
So What! by Jane's Addiction
Blood by Babes in Toyland
Violet by Hole
Mr. Brightside by The Killers
Human Behavior by Bjork
Wish by Nine Inch Nails
Andres by L7
Suggestion by Fugazi
Thru Fadeaway by Mother Love Bone
Against Facism by Sonic Youth
Slip Slide Melting by For Love Not Lisa
Sometimes Wanna Die by Joydrop
You Know What I Mean by Goo Goo Dolls
Goin Home by Dinosaur Jr.
Broken by Seether
Not An Addict by K's Choice
Being Around by The Lemonheads

I am also in Mixamania over at Jim's site, which I will be posting about in the next few days, and that CD is done.

Remember I had the guy come to fix my A/C and he was 2 hours late? Well, its not fixed. So, today he is supposed to be here between 1-4pm. Part of me wants to just go out so when he shows up I am not here and then he knows what its like to be inconvenienced, but the other part of me is sweating and needs her A/C fixed.

We have a busy 4th of July weekend ahead of us. We are going for a family-reunion-type-thing in Connecticut from tomorrow till Sunday, then bbq'ing here with friends on Sunday evening, then have a bbq to go to on Sunday. Hopefully it will all get my mind off how annoyed I am about this blogging situation.

Thanks to all of you for coming back here even though I am so hideously ugly and not even pleasant to be around because I am just annoyed with everything. I promise to be back to the True you know and love soon...or at least on July 7th when my blog is back to normal.