Do you really want to hurt me?

o lord. I have "Do you really want to hurt me" stuck in my head. Thought it would be best to share with you.

THIS is what I want for my birthday!

meatloaf cupcakes with mashed potato "frosting"

Is this a cute baby or what?

Frenny, my friend Frandy's baby, smiling

And don't forget that spot!

I had dinner with Frichelle Frertischek last night. I haven't seen her since summer! Which is weird since I feel like I see her all the time.

Well, regardless, it was a very good time. One of the things she mentioned was about our friend Fryn who just came back from the Friddle Freast. She asked some of her coworkers what characteristics they looked for in women. Their answers?

Clean ears and clean fingernails.

I guess that is what you should expect from men stuck in the desert for 12 months.

Yet more proof that I am 80 years old

I admit it. I collect plates. Yep. Plates. And my coworker Freter Frixon said, you are a grandmother.

However, I really like this new plate:

My Big Dig Saga continues...

I attacked the dresser and the wardrobe this weekend. Here are some before photos.

One messy drawer


I organize by tossing things in piles...


...and then sorting through them.


Here's a drawer in transition:



And here is the drawer, finished.


And another, clean.



And here is a drawer where my clothes are lonely.



And here's my wardrobe.



It's really unfortunate that I don't have a before photo of this. This wardrobe always looked like it was exploding its clothing guts out onto the floor. There was always a dangling scarf or lose arm of a sweater reaching for freedom.

And one strange thing I found out from the part of the dig is that I own three neck collars. I must be expecting a travesty of gigantic proportions.

My Big Dig continues...

I have had my cable box sitting precariously on top of my tv for at least two years now. Before I switched over to digital, i had a smaller, pretty cable box that fit well on top of my tv. Or at least it wasn't so large that it was tottering on top of the tv. This cable box though has been sitting on top of my tv, not quite falling off, but definitely not fitting.


And like everything else in my apartment, I didn't bother with moving the cable box. It wasn't hurting anyone. I didn't care that it would wobble on top of my tv. However, the Frarthas decided it was time to move it into the tv cabinet so that it would make friends with my DVD player and my VCR.



So after a few minutes wrangling with cords and cutting open a larger hole in the back of the tv cabinet, here is the tv without its cable box hat on!



THANKS, FRARTHAS!

what I need

I need a timer that tells me how long I have been at work today. I can't remember what time I got to work so now I can't tell if it is too early to leave or not. Not that anyone is counting or keeping track. I just want to know for my own personal satisfication. I know, that sounds weird. But I cannot remember what time I got to work this morning. It was after 9, but how much after 9? Sigh.

I don't want to punch in for work each day; but sometimes I think it would be helpful. Demoralizing, but helpful.

The Devil's Dog

I am craving these artificial logs of sin.

The most amazing dog in the world

Chuck

Photo from dooce®

The tale of two chairs

Here's beloved Lazygirl. I loved this chair.


It's a pretty ugly chair that I spent a lot of money for, but it was worth every penny. However, this chair has gotten so big (ok, it's always been big) that I feel like it has taken over the entire apartment.

So I decided, since the IRS is giving us our money back, I decided to get a new chair. Of course, it took two months to get here; I have to get it re-upholstered; and I have to put it together. But here it is:



And yes, the clean corner is now filled with a chair.

Which came with an ottoman!



UPDATE:
I put it together. And thanks, Frannie and Frabney, it's Archie Bunker's chair.

more fun!

New toys!

YAY - new toys! Here's a recent food eaten montage.

http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/

Thanks, Frannie!

Just so that there is no confusion...

My friend Freapy D lives in Japan and his tyke joined a day care. I guess the signs are to ensure you got the right kid. Hilarious!

A Legend

From The New York Times:
Breaking News 10:35 AM ET:
Robert Rauschenberg, Titan of American Art, Is Dead at 82

This makes me incredibly sad. He was a brilliant artist and one of my heroes.

Storm troopers in their natural habitat

God, I love a good storm trooper photo!

http://flickr.com/photos/doctorbeef/2196838252/in/set-72157603716342376/

Thanks, Freven!

My Big Dig - Update 2

Following are my "during" photos. I am still getting through the mess which I fondly call home, but I was able to pile my donatables into 6 garbage bags (Hefty! Hefty! Hefty! Wimpy! Wimpy! Wimpy!) and 2 plastic bins. I made a date with The Frarthas to donate the piles to Goodwill on Sunday. And then I tried to back out. First I whined, to which Frartha replied, "Do you want some cheese with your whine?" Then I said, let's go do something fun instead, to which Frartha replied, "This will be fun!"

There was no backing out.

Here is BEFORE:




And here is the space AFTER:



And they even made me get rid of my legendary Talbot's outfit:



Goodbye, Friend! Ah, the many laughs I had looking at you!

I have to say, it is a very good feeling to get rid of all that junk. And Goodwill was pleased too.

THANK YOU THE FRARTHAS!



Addendum:

I did take the Frarthas out for a wee drink and nibble as a thank you for really pushing me to get rid of the stuff. Good friends.
Lazy greyhounds

And deformed, giant popovers!

My View (as of 5/11/08)

So, now the building next door is about 4.5 stories tall. So here is my view now.



My view is of the first floor (ground/lobby I assume) and the second floor (two apartments). By the look of things, the neighbors will have a lot of windows. To see me :)



My view to the right, when leaning out my window:



My view above (and this is at 4.5 stories):



And finally, my view to the left and above:



SIGH.

Happy Belated Birthday, Buddha!

Someday I will go to Korea to see the Lantern Parade on Buddha's Birthday. Until then, I can enjoy pics from this great blog.

I read too fast

grand_theft_auto_logo
Originally uploaded by ilovermont

I am sure you have seen all of the publicity about this video game. well, when I saw the ads, I was convinced it said "Grand Theft Auto TV" which made absolutely no sense to me. I only realized it said "IV" yesterday.

Like a viking...

News headlines that I love...

INFANT DEVELOPMENT A MYSTERY TO SOME PARENTS

Gotta love this headline.

Link to article below:

PAS: Infant Development a Mystery to Some Parents
By Todd Neale, Staff Writer, MedPage Today
Published: May 06, 2008
Reviewed by Zalman S. Agus, MD; Emeritus Professor
University of Pennsylvania School of Medicine.

the glass is half ... no, it's empty.

I have been complaining about my apartment for a while, and my biggest complaint is the lack of sunlight. My apt has always faced the back of the building, which is nice and quiet, but extremely low light. Until they tore down the building behind mine. Then I was getting unparalleled light. It was great! But of course, it had to end. They started construction many months ago and slowly, my sunlight has gone away. I have documented this transition in photos:





And then...







Final photo to come. Until then, see the progress from the street side:

My Big Dig

So, I have been whining about cleaning out my apartment for years, but I have been verrrry slow about doing anything. Until this weekend. It was going to be rainy anyway (note - it wasn't rainy. damn weatherpeople!) so I buckled in and started to rake through my apt. Here are some before photos. Be kind - don't judge me on the mess :)

One part of the chaos:


My closet vomited all my bags:


Bookshelf hell:


I am going to have to get a backhoe to unearth this stuff:


What's great about this excavation is that I found this outfit from 1995 when I worked at Talbot's one winter (mom wanted a discount). I saved it from the last purge because the outfit makes me laugh really hard. I am ready to part with it however. The Frarthas want a photo of me IN the outfit, but honestly, I think my skin would break out from all that preppy.



I will have more photos up once I have dug through the mess. I was able to throw out three giant bags of garbage and compile about 4 bags and two boxes full of clothes and such for donation. Wish me luck!