Fluffy's Chickmunks
GUIDO: (complaining about something stupid)
WILD FLOWER: Grrr. Your brain is smaller than a chipmunk's.
SCOOTER: (giggling, to Guido) A chipmunk's head is really little.

Fluffy Can Read!

Show & Tell
Sitting around the Marketing table, reminiscing about our childhood...

MIKE: My mom was president of the school board.
MATT: My mom would get really mad at my brother and me, and pick up the nearest thing and throw it at our heads.
MARC: My mom used to play strip poker during the day with all the unemployed men in the neighborhood.

FloMotion
At work, brainstorming slogans for a new product called FloMotion...

WILD FLOWER: How 'bout 'Mo Flo Fo Yo Money'?
MARC: Thank you very much, Chow Doggy Dog!

You probably had to be there to get the humor.

U.F.O.s
SCOOTER: Mom, what did you put in this spaghetti sauce. It tastes really blah.
WILD FLOWER: Thanks. Make sure you remember to tell that to your wife someday. 'Honey, this dinner you cooked is really blah.' And make sure you duck when the frying pan comes flying at your head.

Bloody Murder
When Fluffy's tooth fell out, she calmly walked over to me, handed me the tooth so I could rinse it off, and proceeded to scream bloody murder. Scooter started yelling at her in her face that she was bleeding all over the place, etc. So I screamed at him shut the fuck up. Another pleasant evening with the Bunnies.

Right on Target
I never grab a basket or shopping cart, because I'm only planning to buy a couple of things. Of course, by the time I reach the checkout, my arms are loaded down with all sorts of essentials. Today I stood in line at Target with a weird assortment - two cans of Raid, rope, candy, baby wipes and a broom. (yes, I am going to lure little children into my house with candy, tie them up, spray them with Raid, sweep them out of the house, and clean up the mess with baby wipes) I dropped one of the Raid cans and screamed because I thought it might explode. People look at you funny when you scream while standing in the checkout line at Target.

Holey Moley
It must be fall, because teeth have been falling out of Fluffy's head like crazy. She has three holes now, excellent for slurping noodles. And we're not just talking skinny little somen noodles. Aside from the choking risk, she could, in theory, slurp three huge udon noodles all at once.

So anyway, Fluffy was rather incensed that the Tooth Fairy has been slacking off her job. She came to me the other day, hands on hips, and huffed, "She didn't put the dollar in a bag again! She just left it on my bed. She must be new!"

Pumpkin Head
Fluffy has THREE loose teeth right now. If we can time them to fall out at the right time, we could put a candle in her mouth and stick her in the front window on Halloween!

Mom's Cooking
Fluffy refused to eat her dinner one night...

GUIDO: If you don't eat your dinner tonight, tomorrow I'm giving you dog food.
WILD FLOWER: Hey, you can't give her dog food! I've never served YOU dog food!
GUIDO: (pause)
WILD FLOWER: Don't answer that!
WILD FLOWER: Let me rephrase that. I've never served you anything that wasn't fit for a dog!
GUIDO: (pause)
WILD FLOWER: DON'T ANSWER THAT EITHER!

Banner Mania
I FINALLY finished our team banner, barely in time for the game! Talk about procrastination! You know how some people say they work better under pressure? And other people will say that's a bunch of B*!!$#!*? Well...

I had three weeks to do this. The first week, I was on vacation, and there was no way I was going to waste that precious week working on a stupid soccer banner.

The second week was our big BTS meeting, and I worked late every night, so again, no way I was going to work on the banner.

I spent this last week sketching dragons and banner designs. I didn't start working with the felt until Wednesday, when I was feeling sufficiently panicked. I stayed up really late every night the rest of the week, working on the stupid thing, and drinking lots of caffeine during the day at work. But everything worked out. We had a banner in time for our first game. That's all that matters, right? Nobody needs to know I was working on it right up until I left the house that morning...

Dragons Roar, Shooting Stars Dazzle, Sparklers Twinkle
Just had our first weekend of soccer games! Scooter's team played the Lava Monsters. Don't know the score, but we won!

Fluffy's team did not win, but they still looked good. With zero goals at half-time, I told Fluffy to go score a goal. And she did! The only one on her team to make one, too! Unfortunately, it was in the wrong goal...

Then we had our basketball game. Those Tigers were mean, with three or four of them pouncing on our little Sparklers every time we got the ball. I hope our girls never learn to play that dirty.

Oogie Woogie Apple Dumpling Cornball
For some reason, Fluffy and Scooter ended up with loads of nicknames. (You did realize that Fluffy and Scooter aren't their real names, right?) Fluffy is also Muffy, Fluffball, Fluffyhead, Erinny, Girly-Whirly, and who knows what else. Scooter, poor guy, is Scooter-Tooter, Scooty, Scooter Bunny, Scooter Puppy, Scooter Dog, Hairy Puppy, Yoshi, and Stevenoid, among other things.

Guido & I don't have nicknames, unless you count things like idiot, stupid, jerk and lots of #@$%* words.

A.D.D.
I went home during lunch to tidy up the house. I started out really well - put a load of laundry in the washer and washed all the dishes that had piled up in the sink. THEN I went to the bedroom. There was a photo album on the floor, so I picked it up and went to put it away in the hallway cupboard. Lots of other photo albums there. So I sat down and took a look at one. Then another. And another. And another. And before I knew it, it was time to go back to work. This is how I clean house. And that's why my house looks the way it does.

Heartbreak
When I was a kid, everyday when Daddy got home from work, I would ask, "Are you going anywhere?" because I always wanted to go somewhere, ANYWHERE, rather than spend another boring afternoon at home.

This weekend Fluffy said, "I wish we didn't have to go 'somewhere' during the day (meaning summer day care) and you didn't have to go to work. It's not fair. Kids should be able to go places or just relax at home."

You're right, Fluffy! It isn't fair. It breaks my heart that you are only six years old and already know that.

SCMAF
Scooter made it past the qualifying tournament and got to swim at SCMAF, which is the Southern California Municipal something something. It took place at a swimming pool at a Los Alamitos military base. We set up our tents on the grassy area outside the pool, along with hundreds of other swimmers from all over the southern area. There were even some people from Arizona.

What a nice pool! It was a great day for a swim meet. With all those swim teams, they had to be very organized, and the races continued all day, one after another.

Scooter did a great job, as always. Now that he's gotten the basics and a good form, hopefully this will be a sport he can enjoy for the rest of his life. He also learned how to dive since those early days (when he used to "dive" feet first, looking kind of like a frog). He's turned into such a great little swimmer.

Freaky Friday - Oops, It's Tuesday
Well, in keeping with tradition, I am totally slacking off with my updates.

We went to see Freaky Friday at the El Capitan Theatre with Lauren and Vickey. What a great movie! Laughed hysterically throughout most of it. I want that movie when it comes out on video.

After the movie, we walked across the street to attend a princess tea. It was "catered by Wolfgang Puck." I hate to say this, but it was kind of a disappointment. Food was mediocre, and there wasn't much of it. And it wasn't exactly cheap, either! I guess he had to take it down a few notches for the kids, but let's just say that even the kids wanted to go to McDonald's afterwards. As Guido says, "He pucked up."

Ethel Merman
Fluffy was in the shower the other day, singing her head off, in kind of a Broadway, showtuney way. Just making up her own words and music, blasting away for the neighbors to hear. She sings her "glorious" songs in the car. She speaks in her funny Chinese lady and goat cheese guy accents. She choreographs her "music in motion," has me practice the "movements," and tells me "we're not going to listen to the words, we're just going to feel the moment" of the music. I wish I could be more like her!

Your Wildest Dreams
Bought a few CDs during lunch today. It's not like I have a lot of money to spend, but every so often I just need some new music. New? Yeah, right. I tend to buy really old stuff. I guess, if I like a song ten or fifteen years later, I must REALLY like it and then it's worth it to spend the $$$. So I bought The Best of the Moody Blues for "Your Wildest Dreams." See, I told you, OLD. I absolutely love this song! It makes me think of a long lost love. Except I don't have one. Unless maybe in another life... (but that's another entry to come)

Once upon a time
Once when you were mine
I remember skies
Reflected in your eyes
I wonder where you are
I wonder if you think about me
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

Once the world was new
Our bodies felt the morning dew
That greets the brand-new day
We couldn't tear ourselves away
I wonder if you care
I wonder if you still remember
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

And when the music plays
And when the words are touched with sorrow
When the music plays
I hear the sound I had to follow
Once upon a time

Once beneath the stars
The universe was ours
Love was all we knew
And all I knew was you
I wonder if you know
I wonder if you think about it
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

And when the music plays
And when the words are touched with sorrow
When the music plays

And when the music plays
I hear the sound I had to follow
Once upon a time

Once upon a time
Once when you were mine
I remember skies
Mirrored in your eyes
I wonder where you are
I wonder if you think about me
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

Handle with Care
I accidentally grazed Fluffy's elbow with the car door (gasp! horrors!), and she cried and said, "You have to take good care of me! I'm very fragile!"