Monthly Archives: May 2010

In Memoriam

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Tomorrow is Memorial Day. We’ve been celebrating this holiday since 1868, albeit usually with hamburgers, trips to the lake, and relief for having a day off work. Memorial Day was originally named “Decoration Day,” and it was the day when the graves of those who served our country were decorated; usually with flowers and American flags in miniature.

When you are out enjoying your pool parties and hot dogs–I will be doing something very similar myself tomorrow & I think it’s a fantastic way to spend the day, so please don’t misunderstand me when I ask you to please take a moment to remember all that we owe our veterans, past and present, for the freedoms we enjoy.

Remember our first veterans, who decided it would be better to die free than live under tyranny:

Remember the men who fought tooth and nail to surmount this hill (Mt. Suribachi):

…and remember the men, as well, who died trying.

Remember those of our fellow Americans who can’t jump into a pool with their kids tomorrow, who won’t be grilling out or sleeping in on Monday, because they are braving the reality of war, somewhere in the desert, half a world away:

We owe so much to our veterans; words cannot accurately express our debt. So, tomorrow, please take just a moment to remember.


(Delville Wood Cemetery, Somme, France: final resting place of many WWI veterans)

For love of country they accepted death… ~James A. Garfield

(All photos courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

Pics From Tokyo

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I was sorting through some pictures today and came across some of my favorite pictures taken in Tokyo from several years ago. These are from Showa Memorial Park and I just wanted to share. Enjoy!

I love how vibrant these colors are!

And these colors!

There were many artists about, and I just thought this gentleman was so cute, and he was so sweet to let me take a picture of him at work.

And finally, here’s one from the traditional Japanese garden:

It just looks peaceful, huh?

SGF has RUINED me…

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(SGF = Sassy Gay Friend)

Last night, I was watching New Moon with my husband. It was actually his idea. [I keep trying to tell people that he's the best hubby in the world and I think this is just further proof.] So, up comes the scene where Edward and Bella are in class and they’re watching Romeo & Juliet.

Here it is, sorry for the Georgian subtitles; it’s the only clip I could find.

Anywho…I’m watching this and I just start chuckling. Because, all I can think is:

“What are you doing? What, what? WHAT are you doing?”

Oh, Sassy Gay Friend, thou art hilarious. Ooh, ooh! We need a SGF saves Bella clip!! Can you imagine?!

“‘What are you doing? What, what? WHAT are you doing?’”“Edward left me and I’m going to jump off this cliff to hear him.”
“To hear him? [Ooh! Here we can actually use some of SGF's lines!!!] ‘Slow down, crazy. Slow down.‘”
“‘Love makes you crazy’.”
“‘Yeah, I would say so.’ Edward, oh Edward! I have to hear you! ‘Translation: Desperate, desperate! I am really desperate!’ Come on, sister! He’s a sparkly stalker boy and he left you!”
“‘I’m a grown woman.’”
“‘I think you’re [17] and you’re an idiot.’ You have a hottie running around with his shirt off, ready to stick his tongue down your throat and you’re jumping off a cliff to hear your obsessed ex-boyfriend. ‘Look at your life. Look at your choices. Have you even slept with [that] guy?’”
“‘I did.’”
“‘You big slut! Good for you!’ Now, come one, let’s go find ourselves some werewolf hotties, ‘you stupid beeatch.’”

Ahahahahaha! That would be pure greatness!!

(The real SGF: Romeo & Juliet skit)

Holy Insulin Shock, Batman!

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Question: For the sake of this argument, let’s all agree that life follows a set pattern, i.e. one is born to one’s parents, one becomes a parent, one’s child becomes a parent and so on, and so forth. ["Incidentally, one can get beaten up in school simply by referring to oneself as 'one'." Bazinga, people. Bazinga.] So we’re assuming that this is the pattern of things. If we assume this, then, I ask: if necessity is the mother of invention, what is invention the mother of?

Today, the answer is sinful, simple, sugary goodness…followed by insulin shock.

Sure, it look innocuous enough. It is just a cookie, after all, right? Look it! It’s even white…like pure, freshly driven snow. *sigh* It’s just a slice and bake Pillsbury sugar cookie. No biggie, right? It’s just slathered in thick, smooth, sugary, homemade buttercream icing…the kind made almost entirely of Crisco and powdered sugar (the best kind!), which I just happen to have on hand to make cupcakes for my kiddo’s class next week…the icing that just happens to be left over from the awesome [insert angelic chorus here] wedding cake a certain soon-to-be chef made for a rockin’ wedding. (Wink, wink!)

Here’s another picture

Did I feel a little bit like Austin Powers while I shot said cookie from different angles? Why, yes. Yes, I did. “Uh huh! Show me the love! Right there! Yeeeah baby, yeeeah! Gimme the icing. No! No! NO! I must eat you now!” Er…wow. Um. Yeah. That may have come out sounding a little dirtier than I meant it to. Sorry for that. Let’s blame it on the insane sugar content.

(ahem)

Me likey the sugary treats on a Friday afternoon!! Tehehe ;)