(In your best Filipina accent)
If I'd seen a cow, I would have taken a bite out of dat cow!
(In your best Filipina accent)
If I'd seen a cow, I would have taken a bite out of dat cow!
Straightened misconception from my childhood/highschool years: Fried green tomatoes is not about smoking weed.
You're right, I'm crazy but the only thing I can think of is:
a) I did not at any point see a preview or trailer and b) the only thing that got talked a lot about at my highschool was weed, and so in the absence of any other logical explanation (because really, who would want to eat fried green tomatoes?!), I assumed it was another euphemism for smoking that I just wasn't cool enough to know anything about...
Hehe, it is a pretty good movie though, I'm glad I finally saw it ;)
Her: Are you all done with that sir?
me: *hehe* yes, I am thanks
Her: *apologizing profusely* I'm so sorry, I wasn't really looking, and I saw your R2D2 hat and I just assumed...
me: It's ok, no worries
The ninja: Dude. You're like a 36-D right now!
me: I know, and it still happens to me from time to time *shakes head*
Some of the best things in life are free.
Like lying on the deck blowing bubbles into the night sky, and watching them sparkle like gems in the reflection of a flashlight... although the surroundings are a little bit different, its still as magical as the first time I saw it at Girl Guide camp.
If you've never blown bubbles at night before you should try it.
I am loving the green from all the rain we've been having, and as you can see there's more on the way!
It was a beautiful day for a walk!
Let's go for a soak I said, relax a little I said...
Half way in to our twenty minutes of bubbles we hear shattering glass and the sound of a screen door being wrenched off it's hinges.
We look at each other like is that seriously happening? Is someone actually breaking into a place in the middle of the complex? Are you kidding me?!?!
Aaaaand we're sitting in the hot tub. Awesome.
The ninja has the presence of mind to tell me to call 911. It took forrrrreeeeeever like a dream in slow motion to dial the number, and then time caught up *zap!* like an elastic band back to reality as I explained to the dispatcher we were witnessing a break in.
I gave her the address, described what we saw and heard... she asked me to stay on the line with her until dispatch arrived. Yep, not a problem... aaand no sooner than that...
*wuppa* *wuppa* *wuppa*
Damn! That's some response time! Well that's good to know! Buuuuut now we're sitting in the hot tub in the helicopters spot light... and I'm still talking to dispatch.
me: So uh, should we get out of the hot tub? (Nothing like being on the phone in a tub of water, safety first you know ;).
Dispatch: No, stay there, they know where you are.
me: Ok, well at least it's warm in here.
Dispatch: Can you describe the person? me: Nope, it's too dark.
Dispatch: Do you know the aparment number?
me: Nope sorry.
*thinking* I don't live in that one... and I'm not about to walk over and check, that's why I called you guys.
Dispatch: Which side of the complex is it on?
me: Well it's on the right when you drive in...
Dispatch: *prompting* East? North?
me: *visualizing Google maps* looking at the palm trees trying to get my bearings and muttering under my breath "Never Eat Shredded Wheat" East! It's on the east side of the complex. *phew*
So much for relaxing, with skill testing questions like these.
I honestly don't know why they can't follow the damn instructions, turn right when you come in. I know a lot of guys who use compass directions all the time and that's great, admirable even, but I don't think in compass directions. So any that I give you are translated, and I'm pretty sure the chance of an error goes up tenfold under duress.
So dispatch has me meet the squad car out front and direct him to the apartment, at which point he casually radio's in "yeah, I think it's the same one from earlier today"...
The helicopter was still doing loser laps over our complex, and it was clear after the third squad car arrived that they didn't have anything more important going on...
Anyways, turns out it's this bipolar chick who used to live here... like 3 months ago. Her ex has moved out, changed the locks, and shut off all the utilities, and even obtained a restraining order but every once in awhile she forgets, decides she lives there again and breaks in... Apparently this will be the third time.
The disappointing part though, was that despite their record response time, we were the third call in that day... So even with this unfolding in the same way it usually does, I guess they can't *do* anything until she has broken in again?
Which just seems kind of silly to me. What happened to "keeping the peace"?
You're in timeout at least until I'm done cooking, because steam does not constitute an emergency situation.
Sometimes we have these conversations where its like I'm having it with someone else...
I guess you do too though, it's like my alter ego answers for me and then doesn't bother to tell me about it...
The only trouble with eating at nice places where you have a napkin on your lap... is later when you're eating and wipe your hands like you *think* you have a napkin on your lap ;)
Look Mom! I have the coolest roommate ever!!
I don't even know how many years ago, I got balloons and a pump for my birthday so I could learn how to make balloon animals... unfortunately the pump was broken :(
After all this time though, I'm still fascinated by the things you can make... with a little imagination ;)
This is Jango, and he's a little scared, that's why his tail is straight up, not because I made his body too big okay!?!
Apparently since its "mostly hot" down here, they don't bother insulating the hot water tanks...
And while I don't think it'll make any significant difference in any of the bills we're paying, it hurt my little hippy heart to heat the garage. For no reason whatsoever.
So it's not the prettiest, but I think it'll do!
It's been raining for four days, and I'm loving every second of it!
I've missed the sound of rain on the roof, the raging torrential downpours, and the softness of rain caressing my skin... and pictures like this.