Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

No Offense Hippies

Oh, it has been a while, I know. Lots going on in the Casa de Cortez!! I have quit my one night a week job slinging booze and it feels GREAT. No more late nights although I will miss my weekly visit with the outside world. Hopefully I can just switch the one night serving them with one night hangin' with them but if they still want to send me home with money at the end of the night....that would be cool. My husband would probably have a few questions (justifiably) but I can handle him.

Paivi had her 18 month check-up and the Dr. said she is brilliant. He probably says that to all of his patients but I like to think she truly is gifted.....as any mom would. She can pick her nose, sling food with her spoon and scream "no!" unlike any other child I have seen, so yes, she is exceptional.

I got my you know what kicked at Canasta again on Friday and while my mom told me I was not to blame the wine anymore for my card playing incompetence, she said nothing about feeding the score card to my beloved Labrador Syd in order to preserve my dignity.


Jesse and I are planning our garden for this spring. We have always had the help of Master Mike (our old neighbor) but now that he has moved....we are winging it and hoping for the best. So far we have purchased onions and garlic and look forward to getting those in the ground this weekend. I am going to wear lots of sunscreen as to avoid getting any tan whatsoever and wear a Ramones skull cap to protect my black hair from the bleaching effects of the sun. I will also blast some Alkaline Trio from the deck in order to dilute the hippieness of gardening. Paivi will be helping with our little garden by loosening the soil (throwing dirt everywhere) testing the soil (eating the dirt) and watering the plants (spraying the dog with the hose and then accidentally turning it on herself and crying) which will probably complete our cultivating experience for the day. But for a little while she will look very cute in her little pink Chuck Taylors playing in the dirt with her cool mommy.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

I have always had a thing for lizards....

When I was younger and still lived at home, my brother and I had a pet iguana. His name was Lloyd. We were very into Pink Floyd and that somehow influenced the naming of our precious new reptile. While he was a great lizard, he eventually began biting us and although they have no teeth, their lips are razor sharp and on top of that they do not let go once they have attached themselves. After a little research, it turns out our little Lloyd was not a he at all but a she! She was going into heat and that is what caused her to be so suddenly aggressive. So, we decided we should part ways and therefore gave her to a friend who had a plethora of reptiles already. Well, today I welcomed with open arms a new little lizard into my life. A Gecko to be precise and while they say don't believe everything you hear on television, you can believe this.....Geico helped me save hundreds of dollars on my car insurance!!! I am happy to say the I have left E-surance after they raised my premium for the second time and am now an elated Geico insurance customer. I am earnestly saving a little over $100 per month. While I am very excited to be keeping those extra pennies in my bank account, I sure do hope this relationship turns out better than the one where I was unknowingly rooming with a transgendered iguana.

On another note, Paivi (my daughter) and I had a great day today. We went to Barnes and Noble at the mall and purchased some new books for her and of course made a swing by the carousel. Although she has ridden it many times before, today she decided to cry the whole time and insisted on getting off of the horse requiring me to hold her throughout the rest of the ride. This is not allowed per carousel policy and although I am usually a mall policy abiding citizen, today I threw caution to the wind and unbuckled her as she clung to me as if the plastic horse was melting from under her. Decidedly disobeying mall carousel regulations.......if that is not punk rock I don't know what is! I am so on the right track.