Friday, July 30, 2010

Fun Food Time!

We are going to the O.C. Fair on Sunday to see a concert. We are going to see aging hair bands from the 80's Ratt and Dokken. Before the concert, we're hanging out at the fair because the ticket covers both

Why is it that when you are in a certain atmosphere, your mind and inhibitions go crazy and you eat stuff you wouldn't normally eat in the comfort of your own home?

You may never eat popcorn at home but when you're at the movies, you get the urge for buttered popcorn and Goobers and willing to pay a fortune for them. The last time we were at the fair, we had a funnel cake with the works, hubby had a Krispy Kreme chicken sandwich (It was surprisingly good!) and I had to try the deep fried Twinkie (Not worth the money). I even took a picture of some guy's deep fried frog legs he ordered (We were NOT that bold). I heard on the radio that they have deep fried pizza, ice cream and even butter! How the heck do you eat deep fried butter, that's just gross. I guess anything that can be battered and fried is fair game.

At Disneyland I've walked around with a giant turkey leg, you MUST have the Dodger dogs at the game and of course you can't forget the churros that always smell so good. Novelty foods make your experience more enhanced. Where else can you get cotton candy as big as your head?

Next time you are at an amusement park, festival, or game, go ahead and get that giant corn dog. It'll be the only one you'll have all year, so enjoy it!

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Hopeless Romantic

I FINALLY went and saw Eclipse last week and I loved it. It was my favorite book in the "Twilight" series because of the love triangle between Bella, Jacob and Edward. I kept sighing through most of the movie and it's a good thing my daughter wasn't sitting next to me, or she would've been irritated with me.

I've always been a hopeless romantic. I believed in the "Happily Ever After" and love at first sight. I love the feeling of being in love. I dig chick flicks and fairy tales. I had an ex who would leave me flowers and cards on the doorstep or on my car windshield in the morning when I woke up. He was very romantic!

I always felt like I had a past life in the 1800's. I love the Victorian Era where you were courted by your "beau" and the women took time to look beautiful. The poems were romantic and the styles were feminine. I love everything about that era.

My favorite book is "Wuthering Heights" and one of my favorite romantic movies is "Untamed Heart". Yes, I love the Notebook, Titanic, Grease and the typical ones, but Untamed Heart is an unusual love story, but it makes you believe that love is possible in any circumstance. If you haven't seen it, check it out and make sure you have kleenex next to you.

I always wished to grow old with the one I loved. Two little old people holding hands and walking through the park. Having grandchildren to spoil and a cute little cottage house with a garden and a fat dog.

Romance is what you make of it. It doesn't have to be flowers and candlelight. It could be something as small as your honey picking something up at the market just because he thought you'd like it. Or putting gas in your car when you're driving on fumes (Thanks sweetie!)

I love the photo I posted. Whenever I see it, I often wonder if they stayed together and grew old and lived happily ever after. Take a minute today to do something special for the one you love. Let them know you're thinking of them or that you still appreciate them. It'll make you both feel good!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Hi I'm Weird, Nice to Meet You!

It seems I've been having problems putting my Freedom Friday confessions up on Fridays. Sorry for those of you who await my posts with bated breath.

I follow different blogs and most of them are from moms or artists and I came across this post from A Magical Childhood which was amazing. I loved the spirit of her daughter and made my teenage daughter read the post. Afterwards I asked my kidling what she got from the post. She said, "To not care what other people think". Then I asked her, is that how she feels? She answered, "Sometimes".

I wanted her to read it because she has issues with me embarrassing her. She thinks I'm too loud, that I talk with my hands too much, I'm too enthusiastic and that I'm a squeaky wheel because I will complain if I feel wronged. She also thinks that when me and my husband are together, we are weird. We tell her she is weird too, being our offspring, but she denies it. I have evidence of her weirdness, but I am kind enough not to post it because she's in her sensitive teen years, but if she doesn't watch herself, things will be discovered!

I had a great imagination in Elementary School and tried to be normal in Jr. High. I started being really weird in High School. I was in Musical Theatre and we were always singing and dancing and hugging each other. We didn't care what people thought, we were the "Weird Theatre Kids". I had lots of friends who liked to be weird with me and we spent many hours blowing bubbles, bowling in our pajamas and taking crazy photos.

After High School, I got into the work force where I had to contain my weirdness, although I did work at a shop called "Freudian Slip" which was a very strange shop offering strange items. I felt I fit right in. My then boyfriend and I were very compatible because we loved to be silly and spontaneous. Everyday was a fun adventure and there was never a dull moment.

When I met my now husband, it took him awhile to figure me out. He was a more serious type but I was able to get him out of his shell and come over to the "Silly Side". 24 years later, we still enjoy being silly together and we have jokes that only we know and things that can make us crack up so much we can't breathe. Who says you have to be serious all the time? Levity makes the world go round. So go ahead and wear that wild and crazy hat out in public and let your Freak Flag Fly!

Saturday, July 10, 2010

High School Reunions-Good Idea?

Tonight my hubby and I are going to his 30th High School Reunion. He was initially excited, but now he's stressed out. He is the class historian and for the 20th, he made a website with links to classmates and it was fancy for the time. Now he's working on a streaming live video chat room and he's hoping it's going to work.

He was also obsessed about looking up classmates to see how they aged. I think my hubby has aged pretty well. It's the Asian blood in him. But he's shown me pictures of others that have not fared as well. This should make him feel better, but it worries him. I think he's expecting that all his hair is going to fall out by tonight. He wasn't that popular in High School, but in this age of technology, he has been able to catch up through social networking. This gives him info to start up conversations.

My hubby doesn't think he's accomplished anything since the last reunion. I agree with the comic above (Click it to make it larger). When we went to his 20th and my 10th, we had no children yet, so we showed everyone pictures of our dog, which was our baby at the time. They gave us pointers on how to have kids, which was hilarious. And of course a few years later we had our kidling. It was strange because at the reunion, people had 2, 3, even 7 kids already. We didn't win any contests, that's for sure. We may win for longest married, but who knows.

I'm just going to go with him tonight and observe. I'll take pictures and socialize and be supportive to the hubby. It helps that I know some people, but I can hold my own in these situations. I'm no wallflower!

The bottom line is this, if you want to go to your High School Reunion, go for it. Don't pretend to be something you aren't. Who cares if you gained a few pounds or losing your hair, just exude confidence and happiness and that will make you a success. Go Gondos!

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Chickenpox Anyone?

Happy 4th of July everyone! Sorry I missed Friday, but I got busy and had to take care of some stuff.

I was reading a blog that I follow called The Meanest Mom, and was amused and horrified at the madness that ensued after she posted an entry that said there was a case of chickenpox at her home and showed pictures of the Barbies and dolls with pink spots all over them.

She proceeded to be stalked by people wanting to bring their children to be exposed to the disease and were willing to travel to her for the opportunity!! People, are you kidding me?? First of all, it was a joke! Second of all, what kind of parents want to expose their kids to the agony of chicken pox?

I had the chickenpox when I was a teenager and it was one of the most traumatic times of my life. I had it during the summer which made it extra terrible. I felt like the "Elephant Girl" hiding my calamine lotion face from the world. The neighborhood kids would tap on my window to try and see me and yes, some parents asked to expose their kids to the germs and my mom obliged them. Remember, we did not have a vaccine for the chickenpox back then. I was miserable and itchy and hot. The highlight of that time was when our Palm tree caught on fire and cute firemen came to my house to put it out. I ventured out to see "what happened" and forgot that I was covered with calamine lotion polka dots until I saw the amused looks on the firemen and neighbor's faces. I ran back into the house humiliated and vowed that if ever there was a chickenpox vaccine, my kids would get it.

Now, I can't tell parents what to do and I know there's drama about vaccines and what can possibly happen to children. I feel for the parents that had issues with vaccines and their children. But enough people vaccinate to show that there is more good than harm to have it done. I'm sure that in the future, chickenpox will be a thing of the past and we can tell the stories of the "good ole' days" when we use to expose the whole neighborhood to chickenpox to get it over with.

Meanwhile, those who are still considering exposure, take a look at this picture and this one.