more misunderstood lyrics

A few days ago, Rodrigo was walking around singing an old Aerosmith song . . .

- Rodrigo: There goes my old girlfriend. There's another diamond ring. And all those knick knack promises I guess they don't . . .
- me (interrupting him) What? Knick knack promises?
- Rodrigo: yeah, knick knack promises (continues singing) I guess they don't mean a thing
- me: No! It's "late night" promises
- Rodrigo: Oh, I thought it was knick knack. (laughs) I guess late night makes sense.

I was relieved that I wasn't the only one that heard silly things. I wrote about my hearing the wrong lyrics before. So anyway, I heard about these new shows that were about knowing song lyrics. Right away I think I should be on because I rock. (in my own mind) We watched one of them. The one with the dancing girls dressed like bees. I guess this one is The Singing Bee. I was pleased to see that I would've won. Well, I at least knew all those lyrics. So I've been walking around proud thinking that I am no longer singing the wrong lyrics to anymore songs. Then I find out about the Killers. Ugh! You know that song "Somebody Told Me"? Well, this is what I've heard all along . . . .

- Somebody told me that you had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that I had in Fairview. When I realized you, it's not confidential . . .

What it really says
- Somebody told me that you had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year. It's not confidential . . . .

-sigh- I really need to go to an ear doctor.

feeling: I can't believe how HOT it is
listening to: Amy Winehouse (Rehab)

back to normal

The kiddies are back and that means that everything is back to normal around here. Back to busy. Next Monday is back to school (year-round calendar) so we're busy getting ready for that.

While they were gone, I expected that we'd be more of a party mood. Instead, we did a lot of shopping and lots of things we needed to do around the house. We had dinner out almost every day. My only criteria was to go to a place where they hadn't even heard of kids' menus.

Anyway, I'm such a dork that the whole time they were gone, I had this earworm of a song that Alec likes. He's only heard it a few times but he's like hypotized by it. I had it stuck in my head for DAYS! Listen here. That show isn't even on the air yet and I already know one of their songs.

Oh, so let me tell you . . . for the whole year that we've been living here, we were unaware of an awesome shopping center. We went on the 4th and there's a Pottery Barn, Williams Sonoma, M.A.C., Crate and Barrel, Anthropologie, and of course the whole reason that Rodrigo accepted to go . . . an Apple store. I felt so dumb for not finding out about this place sooner. We shopped at our leisure not worrying about kids knocking things over or anything.

So we're leaving again now. I have some giant school supply lists that I have to tackle.

Tomorrow is my birthday, people! For the first time in a long time, this isn't a bad thing.

feeling: happy, busy
listening to: that Yo Gabba Gabba song

enjoy the silence

You know how teenagers sometimes throw parties when their parents are away? I feel like one of those teenagers right now. Except my kids are away. My parents and nephew came yesterday, picked up my kiddies and they're off to SoCal. Let me tell you, my mom is crazy for Disneyland. She absolutely LOVES going there. So she's taking the grandkids for the 4th of July. Uh, better her than me. I think it's funny because it's just her and my dad at home now. They could take a nice vacation just the two of them. Instead, they opt for Disney with the kids. Odd.
So now I'm here by myself. Rodrigo is at work and this house is soooooooo quiet. Ahh...... The only time it's like this is when they're asleep. Right now I was able to be in the bathroom for as long as I wanted without hearing "mama, mama, mama" or pounding on the door.
So, we have all sorts of things planned. Is it horrible that we planned things for when the kids aren't here? Rodrigo and I are meeting for lunch, going to the movies, heading to some serious shopping, going out to dinner and of course tomorrow, sleeping in late. We'd go out clubbing or something if we weren't so old. :P

feeling: Ahhhhhhhh
listening to: NOTHING!

rubbish bin yvett

My kids were born with a sort of defect that prevents them from placing trash in a trashcan. Instead, they hand it to me. Come to think of it, I think Rodrigo has that same condition. I don't know what is wrong with them, but they all just hand me their trash. I mean we could be out somewhere where there is no trashcan in sight or they could be closer to one than I am and they'll still just give it to me instead. I'm trying to remember if I did the same thing with my mom. I really don't think I did. Of course I realize it's my fault. I take it. If I would just tell them to not give it to me and tell them where they could place it, they'd do it.
Brianna doesn't do it anymore. Let me tell you how . . . . The last time that we went to the movies, she was sitting with some popcorn and a drink. I didn't want any myself, but once I was sitting next to her, the popcorn smelled good. I told her so. She then handed me what I thought was a single popcorn and I put it in my mouth. It was her straw's wrapper. I then did the whole sticking out my tongue, closing my eyes and a sort of "bleh, bleh". She looked like she felt bad and I secretly felt good that she felt guilty. Heh, heh (insert cackling here). I just noticed that she hasn't handed me her trash since. If I would've known that all I had to do was place the trash they hand me in my mouth, I would've done it a long time ago.

feeling: super happy
listening to: Muse (Supermassive Black Hole)

Brianna Montana

Brianna is eight years old. Most of the time, she acts like she's 13 or so. If any of you have ever watched Hannah Montana then you can imagine how she talks. She talks just like her. In fact, all her little friends do. When I ask her something, she kind of scoffs and answers "Ye-es". You know, "yes" or "yeah" pronounced with two syllables instead of one while rolling her eyes at the same time. So, it's easy to treat her like if she were older. She acts older. Then every once in a while she says something that makes me realize just how young she really is. Last Christmas she did it with her Santa plans. These past few days, she's had several of these moments.

- She asked me how come black and white colored cows make white milk. She was wondering how come it was white and not black. I explained that all cow's milk was white no matter what color the cow was. Then she went on to tell me that I was wrong. That brown cows make chocolate milk.

- She and Alec were watching The Wonder Pets episode where they save a unicorn. She asked me where unicorns lived. I told her they were fantasy creatures and didn't really exist and again she explained that unicorns were horses but with a horn. Then she explained that zebras were white horses with black stripes.

- A few minutes later she asked me if dragons were only found in China. Again, I explained about make believe creatures but I don't think she believes me. Her school had a pretty big Chinese New Year celebration this past school year and they learned about the Chinese zodiac. She says dragons wouldn't be on there if they weren't real.

I think it's funny how she tries to convince me by explaining all these things to me. I've told her the truth about all these but I don't really think she believes me. She does afterall, know much more about anything than any of us.

feeling: proud I ate breakfast
listening to: Velvet Revolver (She Builds Quick Machines) <-- I LOVE this song

baby names

I'm not pregnant. I don't plan on being pregnant anytime soon or maybe ever again. Yet I am always thinking of baby names. Is that normal? I hear a name and think "oh, that's a nice name" or "what a horrible name". I usually try it out like how it would sound with our last name(s). I think about what I'd name a new baby. A girl, a boy, twin girls, twin boys, twin boy and girl.
The problem is that if I really had to name a baby, and I was able to do it just on my own, that baby would end up with a weirdo celebrity baby name. Names like Echo, Desert or Stellar. Yeah, I would do that. Luckily, I don't think ANYONE in my family would approve. That would stop me.
I find it funny how something like names is sooooooo subjective. I mean you can have a friend with similar tastes on almost everything except for names. Hmm, I wonder if any of my friends hate my kids' names and just never mentioned it. Uh, do you?

I just found this article. See what I mean? I bet you these people's friends and relatives didn't think they were crazy before. Brianna and Alec are lucky they aren't named Hello Kitty and Bono or BrandonBoyd (one word).

- feeling: like it's much, much later
- listening to: The Wonder Pets theme song <-- not by choice

breakfast, ugh

One of the most important things that I wanted to do "once we got settled" was to start eating better. I really don't know why I always put this off other than the fact that I have the worst eating habits. I want mainly to start eating breakfast and drink more water. I've done a pretty good job with the water. Thanks in part to help from these scorching temperatures. Breakfast, though has been tougher. Monday I tried to have one of those instant breakfast shakes, a yogurt and an apple. I got halfway through the shake, ate the yogurt and didn't even try the apple. Yesterday I tried a yogurt and a shake and couldn't finish either. Today I'm having coffee and I'm happy. Eating breakfast just makes me feel so like weighed down. Like when you drink way too much water at once. I envy people that can have a big breakfast. I've never been able to do that. I know I should eat it, I know it's good for you, I just can't do it. Uh, I really, really, really have to get some better eating habits. I think I'm just going to have to force myself to eat early. Ugh.

feeling: I think my voice is changing. WTF?
listening to: White Stripes (Icky Thump)