I ordered 2500 balloons for your party! 100 for every year you’ve been alive!
Weeeee!
I kid. I kid.
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This weekend a close friend of ours father passed away. He had been battling cancer for 9 months. I’ve been trying to remind myself these last few weeks, as I stress over stupid stuff at work or how awful my apartment looks, what really is important in life.
That’s why I’ve been posting these inspirational quotes – hoping that they will speak to someone too and remind them of the important things in life. I know it sounds so cliché but it really is so easy to get wrapped up in trivial day to day stresses like work, bills, bad hair (and face) days. I even feel hypocritical typing this right now as I sit in a coffee shop on a beautiful Sunday, slaving away at my computer doing work for Monday. Life is too short! I should be outside enjoying the weather! We are only human though and we’d drive ourselves crazy if we didn’t sometimes get wrapped up in these little things – I mean I do need a job to survive.
If we could just keep a healthy balance of perspective. So easily our perspective gets distorted, and unfortunately it takes something bad to happen to put our priorities back in order. It’s scary to think just how fleeting life is, and how little control we really have. Most of the things we worry about are just “things.” When we die, we’re not taking them with us.
When my mother-in-law passed away, we had to go through all of her things and decide what to do with them. All of her clothes in her closet, still smelling like her. Her cell phone, her wallet, things she’d left sitting on the counter. All evidence of her still being here with us. Before that, I’d only experienced someone close to me dying when my grandparents passed away when I was a kid. I was still oblivious to life. But now, as I’m older and mortality seems a lot more real, I realize just how much is left behind, and how death feels so incomplete. Even when you know the person is going to die, there is no “The End.” There is no big wrap up and poof everything is gone. It just feels like someone stopped the projector in the middle of a really great movie – it’s like the last scene of The Sopranos. “Don’t Stop Believi…” BLACK. No fade to black, just black. Then you’re left totally unprepared, trying to figure out what to do with this completely changed life of yours.
So before I can spiral you all into a deeper depression (this I promise was not my intention) I just wanted to commiserate with you and hope that we can do our best to appreciate our relationships, our family, friends, pets! as much as we can, because life is weird and unexpected and so uncontrollable. And I guess the best we can do is enjoy this occasional vomit-inducing roller coaster of life, because as far as I can tell, we only get one ride. Which means, I’m loading up on cotton candy now.
Tags: Family, Journey, life, rollercoaster, Sopranos
Found this photo of Karen when I was looking through pictures from our trip home. My husband snapped it of her while she was getting ready. If she were 50 years older here, she’d look JUST like our grandma. Bird and all 
And because I showed a not-so-hot photo of Karen, I’ll show one of myself that my husband has kindly been using as his Facebook profile for the last 5 days:
Don’t worry, I did not get stung by a bee, or become morbidly obese in the last week. I Fat-Boothed myself. It’s an iPhone app you can download so you can see what you look like with an extra 200lbs packed on. You know you want to try it.
Wait for it…
Any second now…
Explosion!
Weeee!
Oh nothing, just dad breathing fire again.
Here’s an “A” for you Anna!
Mom’s very good at this.
Incoming!!!!!!
Getting sassy.
Normal.
Just playing with my fire dragon.
Take cover!
Jump roping with fire 
Tags: 4th of July, Sparklers
This weekend my husband bought some black Rayban Wayfarer glasses. Not sunglasses, eyeglasses. Like Buddy Holly, George McFly thick black nerd glasses. This seems to be a running trend lately for the hipsters. I’m starting to worry that he’s turning into Hipster Husband.
I looked up some hipster symptoms and checked off all the ones Randy has. It’s alarming to say the least.
See what I’m saying?? We’re going to have to have an intervention if he busts out the skinny jeans and grows a stache. Something’s gotta give.
Tags: beanie, hipster, husband, ironic, mustache, Randy, symptoms, Wayfarer
I’ve been shopping around for some hip baby clothes for my friends who recently had little boys. There are a ton of super cute and hip things out there nowadays! I’ve seen toddler clothes that even I’d wear. This latest site I found though called Baby Wit had some of the most hipster baby stuff I’ve ever seen. I think if i had to babysit any kid wearing this stuff, I’d be intimidated. Seriously, check it out:
Vintage baby rocker shirts
The Public Enemy one cracks me up. Straight up gangsta baby.
And how about this lil display of :
Anarchy and Irony
And finally, what I like to call
The Baby Face Series:
That’s exactly what I want to see when I reach over the crib – Christopher Walken’s face staring back up at me.
Tags: Baby Wit, Christopher Walken, ironic Ts, onesies, That's What She Said
More photos I found of me and Karen and Mom in my old photo stash!
Awww. A rare moment where I’m not beating her up.
Did anyone else sleep in those pink spongy curlers too? See how Karen has like 2 barely attached to her baby hair?
My fav picture of me and mom. We both look hottt.
Tags: Anna, curlers, family photos, Karen, Mom, Mother's Day
I was looking through old photos today for Mother’s day and came across this little gem. I was actually in the picture too, but was going through that awkward ugly phase so I spared you all and cropped me out. But check out this little calendar girl striking a pose!
Future lil Jet
Tags: calendar girl, embarrassing old photos, Jets, Karen
This morning a good friend of mine and Karen’s is being induced. So by the time you’re reading this, there could be a new little person in this world. A crazy thought. You go from living a life of 2+pets to now 3+pets and your whole world changes in an instant.
I can’t imagine being born in 2010. It makes me feel incredibly old. I mean imagine, when my kid asks me what year I was born in and I have to say 1981 he’s going to be like, “Holy crap you’re old. You were born in the 1900s!?” And then he’ll ask what it was like growing up so long ago and I’ll have to say well, the internet didn’t really exist until I was in high school (O-M-G, right?) so there was no Facebook. There was no wireless connection either. We only had this thing called dial-up, and the only way you could access it was through AOL 1.0. (Whoa.) We had to find our research in these things called encyclopedias. And when I was really young, we didn’t even have a computer. We had “computer lab” in school and if you were lucky, you got to play Oregon Trail on the color computer.
There were no such things as iPods, iPads, iPhones, iAnythings. (Shocking I know.) Cameras were not digital – you had to take your roll of film (remember that?) to be developed. We didn’t have cell phones, only landlines. There were no GPS systems. (How did we ever find each other?) TV was not in HD and there was no such thing as DVR. You had to run to the bathroom during commercial breaks and hope you didn’t miss any of Perfect Strangers. (How did we live like this??) We watched movies on VHS tapes on our VCRs, and as far as music goes, Mommy was born in the time of cassette tapes – my first one being Paula Abdul (Straight Up!). A little later CDs came out which were AWESOME because you no longer had to rewind and fast forward through the crappy songs.
So yeah, being born in 2010 isn’t so bad. Of course you’ll have to deal with it when the robots take over. I’ll be dead, so it won’t be my prob.
Before there was iPod, there was…pink mini boom-box!
Today is my sweet, sweet hubby’s 23rd birthday. And thank goodness for that! I was tired of being 24 years old and being married to a 22 year old, ew. Cougar status to the max, yo. Imagine being 21 years old and dating a 19 year old. Awkward. Anywho, Jeff and I have seen many a birthday come and go together, but this year was our first time to share our birthdays together being married. Awww. And this year, I’m proud to say, I’m now married to the hottest 12 year old on the block
Happy Birthday Jeff! Thank you for….
Always laughing with me, and not at me.
Always knowing how to make me smile.
Always sweeping me off my feet.
And always being willing to dance. I love you
