We all know I love poker. Even the people that read this that don't play poker, know I love poker. So although I will never quit running my big trap about poker, you won't hear much of it here anymore. I'll be doing all my poker posts over on The Pokerslut blog. So, add it to yer google readerness.

It's a good change. There are quite a few people (extended family mainly) that I've steered clear of sharing my blog address with. Maybe I'll even clean up the language a bit....

NAAAAWH :)


So, I went to see 300 yesterday. And quite frankly, no wonder we pirate movies. Don't get me wrong, the movie was good. I mean how can you go wrong with two hours of impeccable man flesh being displayed, but my god was that theater awful. I paid $5 for popcorn that wasn't even popped fresh. It came out of a big plastic bag and then they put plastic butter on it. And let's not even get started on the screen. My 60" TV at home is better. Not to mention, I don't even want to know what I was sitting in. And every time blood squirted out of someone I had the boob crew behind me "DAYUM AAAAAWWWWW DAWG WOOOOOO". That theater is off the list.

But HELLO (you'll want to click that and have a closer look ladies)


As the weekend draws to a close I'm starting to realize that I won't be having much of a spring break. I've really gotten behind in things since I started school, our taxes aren't even done. Not that I do my own taxes, but I haven't even pulled all the stuff together to give to my accountant. SIGH. And so much work to catch up on, plus house stuff etc.

I don't want to be a grown up anymore.

BTW, /me gots straight A's this quarter.

But I am totally excited about school next quarter. I already got my books in the mail (you can order them online now, how kewl is that) and I did my first Photoshop chapter. Trust me I'm not an over-achiever, I just think this stuff is fun! If you check out The Pokerslut blog, you will see the pic of Sheila and I, that was made using my Photoshop book for school. I wanted to actually merge the two, but I haven't gotten that far yet! I also made the banner for the page as well in Photoshop. I found a nice site that gave instructions on how to do that metallic effect. The intertubes has so many Photoshop tutorials, it's really sweet.

I'm also taking Adobe Illustrator CS2 class and Digital Animation which teaches the program Lightwave 3D (which they actually used in the movie 300). I'm not sure how good I'd be at animation or how interested I'd be in it, so the class will be interesting. But if I can make something like this one day, that'd be fun :) One downside is that I'm taking Design 3D as well, which I've heard is equivalent to my Typography class on the frustration scale. yippee.

So, that's about it. Life piddles on.

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SCHOOL you fools! SCHOOL was almost over. Had my last day yesterday!!! EFFING A!

Now a week of spring break.

Anyhoo, here's the post ... a site called visual dna (what's yours?)

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I just keep telling myself that.

I do love me some coffee, and in our house, the stronger the better. I can't say it was always that way, but when we spent 9 days in Ireland we grew fond of their strong coffee. Blame it on the IRISH! Works for me.

Maybe I love coffee because I hate mornings. I also hate people who love mornings, like my Dad. I mean there's nothing a teenager hates worse than having their Dad come in the room 3 hours after they fell asleep (8am) asking if they had seen any good movies lately, or if they wanted him to wash their car after he washes his. Nice gesture, but it is eight o clock in the mother effin morning? And do you really need to ask if I want my car washed? Just do it. My brother and sister read this blog... I am not lying. My Dad still does it to this day, except now he's calling the grandkids and we are usually awake by 8am. My brother in law just learned the joy of the early morning "check in" phone call, having a new baby and all.

Joe and I are still trying to kick this cold/flu/i didn't know such things could expectorate from my lungs thing. A week of it is more than enough punishment, for me anyway.

One more week of school and then SPRING BREAK!! wooo-hoooo I'm having a GGW moment. It is funny, because exactly 10 years ago I was planning my trip to Daytona, and now I'm planning out what house projects I can get done that week. Sad.

This also means the inevitable 30 year mark is ever closer. My best friend from high school, Heather, turned 30 on March 2nd. Omg she is so old. It is weird, when I was younger I always wanted to be older. When you're in your twenties, you could care less about how old you are cause even 29 starts with TWENTY. And altho I know 30 isn't OLD, it is some undeniable bridge into adulthood, or something of that nature. I mean I'm an adult now, well kinda, and I'm 29. Really 30 is no different, but I guess it's just something to get used to. What freaks me out is that I never thought getting older bothered me. All my closest friends are over 40 (well except Heather who is 30) Joni is 44, Tina is 42 and Sheila is 4-something. :) but the point is, I don't think THEY are old... sigh. Just smack me and tell me to get over it, mkay?

Ok, enough rambling and on to the fun stuff.

Like this.

Of course I found it thru stumbling. But when I found wonderful things like


kittens

and


thread direction

I mean an entire forum dedicated to thread jacking on forums. It's UM GENIUS!


bitchslap

hehe. hours of entertainment at my fingertips!

OK, not that I'm a chatter box lately, but in order to quit talking about school so much I have been talking about my kids far too often. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love the little shits angels, but I do hear enough about them as is.

So, what is left to talk about? I mean come on, no kid talk, school talk or poker talk? (go to pokersluts to hear that - altho I'm still working on the full conversion)

YouTube of course.

For the ladies...

I mean come on girls, we've all had this convo at one time or another, haven't we?



This is my #1 commercial that gets on my nerves. Just have 'em pull out their panty liners to compare. I mean come on, we all know women would never do that - in public, jeesh.

cause I can play in blogger freerolls

It is hard having a brilliant child, I'm sure any proud parent knows my pain, as we all have brilliant children (if you smell what I'm cookin').

Lately we have been trying to get Anna out of one of her horrid habits. A habit she only has cause well, she's brilliant, and her brilliance frustrates her of coz. She screams. I don't mean she cries, I mean she SCREAMS. A scream that can be heard outdoors when she is in the house, a scream I can hear when I'm outside doing yard work and she's playing hide n' seek two houses down.

Needless to say, I can't stand it. Not just the screeching, but what if something really did happen? Of course we have learned to tune out the urgency of such a scream, like when she broke her collar bone, I didn't run straight to her 'cause I just thought it was her normal crapola. (btw, spell check says crapola should be changed to extrapolate)

So anyhoo, we have pulled out all of our parental prowess to stop the madness. One of the things that sets her off is her sister, needless to say. Maya is super bossy and tries to do everything for Anna, which Anna responds to by screaming (ya, I know, but I'm getting to the good part).

Soooooooooo, the other day I asked Anna to get a garbage bag from under the sink for me. Kids like to help Mom, and she hops up quickly to go get the bag, but her bigger and faster sister decides to run in front of her and do it for her. Anna sees her coming and stops in her tracks, puts up "the hand" and says to Maya:

You better stop right there.

Looks are exchanged.

Don't make me scream.

Laughter ensues.

Maya has finally started back to school after a week of sickness which came after two weeks of snow days... it's been a rough month. Anna is still sickly, I'm hoping to send her back to school tomorrow. Saturday she was having some potty issues (I won't go into any more detail). While I was computing she came up to me with an announcement. She spoke very indignantly and said:

MOMMY. Two things. A) when are we going to granny's and B) my butt still hurts

And then just walked away. Love the newsflashes from a 3 year old.

Speaking of kids and our technology driven society... Anna is currently throwing fits because shes watching a cartoon with (god forbid) COMMERCIALS. I replied with:

At least you don't have to get up to changed the channels.

pwned.

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