Daily Archives: 21 January, 2009

Movie Meme

Empire Magazine has revealed its list of the 50 Greatest TV Shows ever, so LJ [or blogs] has a TV meme 🙂
1. Bold the shows you watch/used to watch.
2. Italic the shows you’ve seen at least one episode of.
3. Post your answers.

50. Quantum Leap
49. Prison Break
48. Veronica Mars

47. Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
46. Sex & The City
45. Farscape
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Nope, looks nothing like mommy

Nope, looks nothing like mommy

Madi’s class is working on a timeline project in class this week, so I had to go through and find pictures for her class.
So, we go through, hunting down back-up disks and photo disks. After I printed off the ones we wanted, I decided to upload a few to Flickr.
This one? One of my all-time favorites. Madi was about a year or so in this picture, which makes me about 22. Young hot thing then, right? All I can really say is that breastfeeding? Great for the complexion.
I also found a crazy amount of pictures of TiTi.
I think I have found my topic for tomorrow’s Thursday Thirteen, and plenty of blog fodder for the year to come.

Another Quick Notice

Moving the feeds from Feedburner to Google, so there might be some delays or funkiness.
You have been warned 😛

Kisses and Hugs

Cuddles and More

You wanna know what I miss the most about my kidlets growing up? The constant barrage of hugs and kisses. Ethan, lately, wants nothing to do with Mommy. He wants to be on his own, and left to himself.

He’s almost four, and this time next year? I’ll be prepping myself for him to go to kindergarten. I’ll be gearing myself to having a completely empty home. 🙁 It’s a great step, but man, it’s something I don’t want to think about.

I want my sweet han’m boy back. I want my sweetheart back.

Gah! That reminds me I need to find 6 pictures of Madi: 1 for birth, 1 for one year, 1 for two year, 1 for three year, 1 for four year, and 1 for five year. I hope I can find enough of those 🙂

Less Words Wednesday

Welcome home, Mr. President.
Welcome home, Mrs. Obama.
Welcome home, Sasha and Malia.
Welcome home, Grandma.
Welcome home to the next four years of your life. Welcome home to the hope you have inspired. Welcome, welcome, welcome.