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Because there's nothing quite as sweet as a baby's laughter. And because the boys are FINALLY enjoying each other's company. I'm sure it won't last long, so I want to enjoy it while it does! I hope you do too!
I HAVE A NIECE! A NIECE! And she's perfect, and beautiful and...OMG. It's killing me, KILLING me that I can't see her right now. Right now, this very minute, I want to see her and give her kisses and buy her cute, adorable, pink flower-y things.
Oh...and remember the whole naming debacle? She has a perfect name as well. Naomi Louise, after her paternal grandmothers. Which is totally fine, because their 1st born son was named after his maternal grandfather. Share & share alike, right?
SO, sweet little Naomi came into the world tonight following lots of drama. The best laid plans for a fun Mother's Day were rudely interrupted by a rear-ending, followed by a trip to the hospital for monitoring, followed by some signs of labor, followed by no signs of labor, followed by full-on labor induction, followed by an epidural, followed by HOURS of waiting around for SOMETHING to happen. And then it did, and all 6lbs, 4 ozs of perfect-ness arrived. Aww...I'll share photos when I've got some non-goopy ones to share. You're welcome.
On another front, I've somehow managed to TOTALLY fuck up AllMediocre! And it's only been TWO days! T.W.O. DAYS! I think that's an all time record. Hopefully I can figure that out tomorrow. Because right now? Right now I'm off to bed.
Oh, and if The Bachelor (which I haven't watched until tonight BTW) picks the blonde girl, I'm going to throw up.
AllMediocre.com! WHOOT WHOOT!
Guy K gave me the green light and promised (not in so many words) to NOT sue my ass off for copying his website. Kinda. Hopefully that will hold up in court.
Details to follow, after I pull my head out of my ass and figure out what the HELL AllMediocre.com is going to be exactly!
I have lots of ideas. LOTS.
Oh..and the chocolate buffet? Lived up to it's awesome sounding-ness. Mmmmm....
AND- get your skinny little asses over to Pioneer Woman's site and enter her contest! You have until 10pm Pacific time tonight. Trust me, you don't want to miss it! AND, if MY slot machine luck works out, one of you will win! So GO YOU!
I kid you not. I'm totally serious. I need opinions. And advice. Does AllMediocre cross some sort of copyright infringement line? If I ask nicely will GuyK let me use it without suing my ass for all I'm
not worth? (Here's some background if you missed my post a few days ago)
See, here's the problem:
AllMediocre is funny because it copies Alltop, and therein lies the problem. It copies Alltop. MediocreMomBlogs removes the whole Alltop copying thing, but it doesn't have the same ring to it. PLUS, MediocreMomBlogs sounds kind of mean if you don't know the original idea was AllMediocre. And it all sounds stupid if you're reading this and are like, WTF is Alltop and what in the hell is she talking about today? And who's this Dooce person?
Anyway, give me your thoughts. I'm not above emailing Guy K and asking if he'll kindly let me rip-off Alltop so I can make fun of it and myself a little.
Oh, and on a whole other topic...does anyone out there know anything about starting a website (on the $4.32 I have budgeted for it)? KThanks.
And OH! P.S. I'm going out with my MOMs Club friends tonight to a Chocolate Buffet. YES...I just used those two words in the same sentence. And there's a person's whose JOB it is to DIP your pound cake/strawberries/bananas FOR YOU. Mmmmmm....I'll see you back here tomorrow 35 pounds heavier and oh so very happy.
Did y'all see what happened here the other day? You prob'aly din't. (I have NO IDEA why I just typed that sentence that way, I just felt like it.) Anyway, BOSSY left a comment. You know...BOSSY. I almost spit out my iced tea when I saw her name pop up. I haven't been able to delete the email that says "Bossy has left a comment..." because it's just. too. awesome. If you're not sure who Bossy is, you don't know what you're missing. My sister, though, apparently knows who Bossy is.
As her comment on my recent post points out, and I quote: "That was pretty funny, but I still think I enjoyed Bossy's reenactment of the Oprah/Cruise interview more . . . http://www.iambossy.com/i_am_bossy/2008/05/for-those-of-yo.html"
WHAT.EV, Biatch. In her defense she asked me yesterday if that was "In poor form" or something like that. As in "Should I NOT have linked to a blog that I think is funnier than yours on a day when you were attempting to post something funny?" Ya think? But, it IS a funny post and it IS Bossy, so I let it slide. Just this once.
In other commenting news, my idea for AllMediocre seems to be receiving a lot of support. And by a lot, I mean that half of you (the ones not already listed on Alltop) thought it was a GREAT idea. And one of you even offered to defect. I think you were just being nice, but I'll take it anyway. I'll have to put some thought into this whole crazy idea. You all thought I was being all tongue-in-cheek and self-deprecating...just you wait, my friends, just you wait. I've got plans...big plans.
AND, in other, "I've Got Plans, BIG Plans" news, did I mention that I'm not going to BlogHer and that it makes me shed a tear or two every time I think of it? Especially since it's a hop, skip & a jump away for me? Gah! I have an idea for that as well. But it's just an idea so far and if it ends up being just as expensive as actually going to BlogHer it won't end up happening. And I want to go to the People's Party, damn it. There're going to be awesome people there. Damn. I hate missing out on a good party. Plans, people, I've got plans. Oh, and if any of you are driving up the 101 to get to San Francisco, you're welcome to come over and hang out. Or use my bathroom, or whatever. I'll even clean it for you.
Now for my questions:
1) Are you going to BlogHer?
2) If so, would you be willing to participate in a drinking game dedicated to me?
3) Do you read Dooce?
4) If so, you read this. If not, go read it. (I realize that's not a question)
5) Did you see her on the Today Show today? Did you want to slap Kathy Lee too?
6) Do you ALWAYS want to slap Kathy Lee & today was no different?
7) I'm in need of song suggestions to add to my IPod. So...what 4 songs, in your opinion, can my IPod NOT live without? It's heavy with Colbie Caillet and Leona Lewis. I need some music from peeps who's first & last name start with different letters. You know, just to change it up a bit.
And I leave you with this video of Zach. He's a mover and a shaker now and is quite determined to get at what ever toy (or TV remote) catches his eye. He also makes this really funny face when he's excited and breathes really fast out of his nose, which makes a funny noise. It's adorable and makes me want to nibble on his cheeks every time.
All righty, people. I'm weighing in on the whole Alltop, Sony, Johnson's Baby Camp Hullabaloo. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, you can probably skip down a few paragraph's where I'll fill you in on some other fascinating things going on in my life. Like how I'm TOTALLY famous thanks to The Bloggess. For real. But you'll have to wait for that.
First: Alltop: I TOTALLY do NOT belong on that site. That's not what Alltop is all about, it's not for my blog, not for my 8, 10, 12 or 16 on a really good day, comment level. I get that. I totally do. It's about the TOP blogs, the awesomest, most traffic'd, most visited, most commented, most loved blogs. I am not on that list. Fine. But, having said that, OF COURSE I'd love to be included. Listed with the likes of Playgroups Are No Place For Children, The Bloggess, Her Bad Mother, Plain Jane Mom, Girls Gone Child, Pioneer Woman, and other awesome ladies. Hello?! Who wouldn't want to be included. Of course I feel a little left out. I'm sure a lot of you do. But, whatev. The people included have worked their asses off to get there. They network, comment, email, re-comment, re-email, re-network and do it all over and over again day after day. That's not something I can commit myself to do, even if I wanted to. And I don't. I open up my Reader every morning with much anticipation and as soon as I see the "78 Unread" I get a knot in my stomach and I start to feel the guilt. Holy shit! How am I going to thoughtfully read and comment on all of these posts. All of which I WANT to read, not skim, and come up with something intelligent and meaningful to say. How can I possibly do all that AND write something for my own blog. It. Just. Can't. Happen. I've come to terms with that. I'm never going to be a "Big Blogger" because I just don't
write anything interesting enough have the time to dedicate to making it happen. Maybe I'll start a website called "AllMediocre" and I can list to those of you who are like me. Anyone interested? Would I be infringing on some copyright thing? Is that offensive? Maybe I could convince The Bloggess to come up with a badge that reads something like "All Mediocre, Confirmation That I'm Just Okay" or "AllMediocre, All The Stuff That Does Suck" I'm just brainstorming here. Feel free to offer suggestions.
Second: Replying to comments. Another thing that fills me with dread and a sense of extreme Blog failure. Remember above when I told you that I can barely bring myself to look at the number of unread posts in my reader without suffering a severe case of hives? Responding to comments is something that causes severe ANGINA. I love you for reading, I love you for commenting. I REALLY REALLY REALLY DO. But the thought of having 30, 40, 50, 100 comments on ONE post gives me heartburn. How can anyone possibly respond to those comments? How do you keep a loyal readership without responding to comments? I feel like a bad mother if I don't respond every single time a new person leaves me a comment. And I only get 12 (maybe) comments a post. I don't think I could handle the stress of having a larger reader base.
Third: YES, I'm jealous I don't get invited to Johnson's Camp Baby and the Sony thing-y in LA. There, I said it. I'd LOVE to be included in shit like that. Who doesn't like free trips, hanging out with awesome lady bloggers, free drinks, and TONS of coll free stuff? Duh. But, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, I'm pretty sure I'm not the sort of influential blogger they're looking for. And that's fine. It's FINE, I said. God. Stop effing bugging me about it. I said I was FINE!
Now on to other things going on in my life:
1) There is a caterpillar living on my basil plant in my kitchen. My basil plant is dying a slow, painful death. Dylan is attached to the caterpillar, so for the time being, that little fucker will NOT be dying a slow painful death. The Caterpiller, that is, not Dylan.
2) My kitchen cabinets now look like this:
Well, two of them anyway. For those of you not familiar with my kitchen, and/or organizational skills, trust me when I tell you that this is a VAST improvement.
4) Is anyone still with me?
5) Dylan just ate his first bowl of cereal "All by himself" If I hear the words "I can do it. All. by. my. self." one more time I'm going to start ripping my hair out. For reals.
6) Do you want to know why I'm totally famous now? The Bloggess featured one of my posts on her Good Mom/Bad Mom Blog. Do you see it there? Go down...down....down...almost to the bottom? Good. Keep Going...down...down. There! Right there! "I Wasn't This Crazy Before I Became A Mother"
This week we did the tourist bit in Santa Barbara. Although it's all old news to me at this point, I have to remind myself that it's all new to Dylan. SO, with that bit of motherly thinking, we packed up and saw the sights. The Mission, Mission Rose Garden, Pier, Sea Center & lastly, Member's Night at the Zoo. It was awesome. We wish you could have joined us. Perhaps sometime soon?! Because you're totally invited.
I teased you about it yesterday. I know it's been occupying your thoughts. Every waking moment, you've been wondering, just dying to know, WHAT my crazy dinner concoction was. What titillating bit of food wizardry am I going to throw your way this time? Well, my dears, without further ado, here you go:
Soft Tacos. I KNOW! I'm awesome. Something totally new, cutting edge, trendy. But these aren't just any soft tacos. They're special. Special Soft Tacos. That's what they are. Just for you. Meg's Special Soft Tacos.
Here's what you need:
1 lb. ground beef (or turkey if you so desire)
1 package burrito size flour tortillas
1 package pre-shredded cheese
1 package Fresh Express Salsa Ensalada Supreme
Other items you may wish to have on hand:
Here's what to do:
Brown the meat & season according to package directions.
Warm the tortillas for 1 minute in the microwave, between wet paper towels
Mix ONLY the Lettuce and the Salad Dressing
Now, make your tacos! My prep went like this:
Tortilla with meat. Followed by cheese (so it can melt). Followed by lettuce w/ dressing. Followed by tortilla strips, salsa, taco sauce & hot sauce (or whatever combination of this you so choose.) Simply replace the meat with beans and/or rice and you've got a yummy, flavorful veggie soft taco/burrito type thingy. Couldn't be any easier...and the best part?! The salad dressing isn't THAT fattening. At least not as fattening as other salad dressings.
There you have it! Okay. So I know that now that I've BLOWN YOUR MINDS with my ingenious combination of soft taco/burrito/salad, you're wondering just how I came up with this idea. It's simple enough. The grocery store had a coupon for $4.00 off your purchase if you picked up ground beef, shredded cheese, a salad kit and a pack of tortillas. $4.00 is a nice savings right now, what with blasted grocery prices being so high, so I hopped on it. As I got the lettuce out for the soft tacos and the salad out to have with the tacos, I thought to myself "Self, why use two different lettuces? Why not just use the Salsa Ensalada Supreme Salad as the lettuce for your taco's and kill two birds with one stone?" "Why SELF!" I exclaimed (in my head) "That's a FABULOUS idea!" and another meal was born unto my household. Plus, I even REMEMBERED to use the coupon when I got to the grocery checkout, so double score!
I must leave you now. But don't forget to read my post from yesterday. It's filled with lots of stuff that's probably only funny if you were there for it and none of you were. Well, maybe a couple of you were, but most of you weren't. So, it might not be funny. But I do request your advice and I know how much you love giving advice.
That's my most famous quote ever. I uttered it when we were looking for houses in the beautiful town of Warwick, NY when I was a kid. Maybe 5 or 6. Warwick is described most often as "quaint" and "picturesque" or "boring" and "lame" if you're in high school. But I'm no longer in high school, so I choose to go with "quaint" and "picturesque." See for yourself:
They're all a little tiny, but hopefully you get the point. It's cute. And quaint. And..picturesque. These were borrowed from the website of Nick Zungoli, Warwickian and awesome photographer. Go see for yourself. At the very least you'll get to look at some purdy pictures.
But I digress...what was I talking about again? Oh yes, my famous quote. As we were driving through Warwick I spotted one of the MANY dairy farms with a landscape studded with cows and yelled, to the amusement of my family and our Realtor, "Cow Alert!" It's stuck with me ever since.
My sister's most famous quote ever just HAPPENED to be uttered on National Television. In her early teen years (OH! How I wish I had a picture!) she and a family friend were contestants on the uber-famous game show, Fun House. You KNOW you remember it. JD Roth hosted and the blond twins flashed their pearly whites for all the teenage boys at home to lust after. Ahh...the memories. Anyhoo, it was quite possibly one of the funniest things I can remember about my childhood. Oh, the fun we made of her. She actually wandered off stage at one point. In her defense she was blindfolded (I think she was smashing pies onto her partner's head?), but it was still freakin' hilarious.
Her funniest/most famous quote came during the question and answer session of the game. I can't remember what the question was, but her answer was "Is it...fudge?" The ... is the dramatic pause she took before guessing at fudge. I realize the re-telling of this story is not quite as funny as the memory of the event is in my head. Oh, how we laughed and laughed and LAUGHED at her expense. To this day it still makes me giggle. I think there's a videotape of it somewhere. I'll have to track it down, copy the VHS to DVD and then transfer the DVD to the computer, upload it to Vimeo and share it with all of you. THEN you could laugh along with me. Not with Quart, though. She's still bitter. They didn't win. When I just called her to "fact check", cause you KNOW I'm all about the accuracy, she said, when asked about what they had won, and I quote(ish) "Oh. I was so pissed. We were told we won a $100.00 Toys R'Us Gift Certificate and I was going to buy us a Nintendo, but when the show aired they said we won a $50.00 Gitano Gift Certificate. But all it really was was Gitano clothes worth $50.00. And I got to keep my British Knight shoes. Or BK's as they came to be known." There was much bitterness in her voice as she recalled that. I kind of felt bad for bringing it up. Kind of. But not really because I'm smiling right now just thinking of it.
But, I digress ONCE AGAIN. Where are we so far? Cow Alert! and Is it...fudge? You're probably all starting to wonder why in the hell I'm sharing with you these frivolous and not so funny if you weren't there kind of stories, aren't you? WELL...don't get your panties in a bunch. I'm going to share with you the amusing things Dylan has uttered recently. I know you're excited. Just try to contain yourself. There's a point to all of this at the end. I promise.
So, that leaves me with two questions for you.
On me. It's my second biggest Pet Peeve. I CAN NOT STAND to feel someone's breathe blowing across me. It literally gives me the heebie jeebies and distracts me from whatever it is that I'm doing. **Cough**Ahem**
When I was pregnant with Dylan it came up in a conversation with one of my Doctors. I told her I was worried about being annoyed every time the baby breathed on me while I was holding him. She told me that because it was my child that I wouldn't mind it. She was WRONG.
I didn't mind it so much when he was a baby. He was little and his breathing was little, so I didn't feel it. Now, though? Now that he's a 3 year old? Now that he comes and climbs into bed and nestles in to me AS CLOSE as he can possibly get? Now I have to turn my face in another direction. Or put a pillow in between us. Or shove him over to his father's side.
It drives DJ crazy. He takes it personally. I can't for the life of me figure out how to explain it to him. How to explain that the feeling of it, for some inexplicable reason, completely and totally CREEPS ME THE FUCK OUT. It makes no sense. It's crazy. I know that, which makes it THAT much harder to explain and defend.
It's not about bad breath, although that certainly makes matters worse. It's not about personal space. Someone can be standing a few feet away from me and if I can feel their breath, I have to adjust my position to get out of the line of fire. Serioulsy. I know. It's insane. It's weird. It's worse than having to hear people chew bagels (ewww) or listening to people slurp their soup (gah) or when people put their toilet paper on the holder the wrong way (OUT, people. It should always hang OUT from the wall. Not against the wall).
It's annoying. But it doesn't make my skin crawl, my cheeks burn red and my stomach bunch up in knots. That, my friends, is how I feel everytime I see someone commit the sin of all sins. The cardinal fuck up in the World of Meghan. That, though, is for another post another time.
Now that I told you one of mine, what's one of your pet peeves?
Niki, comment #27! Congratulations, Niki! I'll be sending bracelet #6 to you ASAP! That one's also my favorite, so you must have GREAT taste! And you have Ice Castles listed as your favorite movie...that's just AWESOME. Love it!
I'll also be participating in the next round of the Bloggy Giveaways in July! So if you didn't win this go round, you'll have another opportunity coming up! Thanks for playing!
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