I had to do this in 2 parts because for some reason the second video wouldn't upload.
Knox is walking on the regular now. With that said, trying to get video of him walking, is like trying to get a video of Bigfoot. The minute he sees you with the camera or hears a noise, FORGET IT! He stops whatever it is you were trying to record.
I was finally able to get a video of him walking ( just a little bit)...I also caught him sharing his sippy cup with Yeager...gross...
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Silly Face Monday!!! (on a Tuesday) part 1
O.M.G! What a week! Sorry to my family for not having this up on time, but things have been crazy around here. I finally got my tattoo started, which was a shit show all on its own.
For me, nothing ever goes "as planned"...its literally impossible. The funny part is that the three hours I spent sitting in a chair getting my arm dug into by a tiny needle, was the most calming and relaxing time I've had in a LONG LONG time.
Also, I ordered all the wall art for Knox's playroom (which includes a faux taxidermy moose head and these big wooden scrabble letters that say "READ"). I also ordered the couch and the bookshelves...OH, and this weekend we have to go get the shelves and the TV (the new TV is going in the living room and Knox is getting the old one...I am not buying this kid a 60 inch smart TV...this isn't MTV's "cribs"). Not to mention all the birthday stuff I'm still ordering/planning! Busy busy busy!!!!
Anyways, here are some videos of Knox being silly =)
This first one is of Knox taking a bath. I turned the water on while he was in the tub...and he started drinking from it like a dog.
P.S. I give my child enough to drink...I promise!
For me, nothing ever goes "as planned"...its literally impossible. The funny part is that the three hours I spent sitting in a chair getting my arm dug into by a tiny needle, was the most calming and relaxing time I've had in a LONG LONG time.
Also, I ordered all the wall art for Knox's playroom (which includes a faux taxidermy moose head and these big wooden scrabble letters that say "READ"). I also ordered the couch and the bookshelves...OH, and this weekend we have to go get the shelves and the TV (the new TV is going in the living room and Knox is getting the old one...I am not buying this kid a 60 inch smart TV...this isn't MTV's "cribs"). Not to mention all the birthday stuff I'm still ordering/planning! Busy busy busy!!!!
Anyways, here are some videos of Knox being silly =)
This first one is of Knox taking a bath. I turned the water on while he was in the tub...and he started drinking from it like a dog.
P.S. I give my child enough to drink...I promise!
Friday, September 9, 2011
Dear October, Please hurry up and get here! Love, A horror film fanatic
Ugh!!! It's like summer will never end! I can't stand summer! It's gross!
But yayyyyy!!! Fall is just around the corner! :D
Things that I am looking forward are:
- coats/sweaters
- scarves
- candy
- pumpkins (in any form...but I prefer pie)
- the return of my favorite holiday edition Yankee Candles
- cooking the same delicious things I do every year
- horror movies on TV 24/7 (this actually starts to happen in the beginning of September, but the GOOD movies don't make an appearance till October)
But I only want to talk about one of the things on my list... HORROR MOVIES!
I was going to try and do this in one blog, but I realized that in order to properly share my enthusiasm on the subject of horror films, (and give them the respect they deserve) then I would have go all Jason Voorhees on this topic and cut it up into smaller pieces (HA! You like how I slide that joke in there? Skillz!)
Anyways, what better way to start than at the beginning.
Seeing your first horror movie is like your "first kiss"...you just don't forget that kind of stuff.
Even if you hated being scared and never watched another horror movie again, you ALWAYS remember your first.
My first was "Killer Clowns From Outer Space"
I know! Could you just die!? :D What a fantastic first time horror movie experience!
I'm a little fuzzy on the age, but I want to say I was about 8 or 9...I have always been terrible at remembering stuff like that.
For me, the most memorable part of the movie (and the part that gave me nightmares) was the cotton candy scenes.
For those who don't know what I'm talking about, let me explain. These killer clowns (well, they're actually aliens disguised as clowns...Oh, and their spaceship is a circus tent) use these ray guns that shoots out stuff that looks like cotton candy...and they hide bodies inside these pink cotton candy cocoons.
See...ewwww...its gross...
They also use other methods to kill people, such as killer shadow puppets, bloodhound-like balloon animals...you know...the usual.
Now in-between seeing the KCFOS movie, and the second horror film I am going to mention, I saw snippets of "Friday the 13th" and "Nightmare on Elm Street" on TV...my mom didn't really want me watching scary anything...but I saw just enough of both movies to intrigue me.
Okay, so the second horror film I ever saw, and the first one I ever owned was "The People Under The Stairs"
Ahhhhhh! =D
I remember like it was yesterday...sigh....
I was in the 4th grade and I was having a sleepover party for my bday. Another thing that made this night so memorable was that, as a birthday gift, my mom allowed me to shave my legs for the first time EVER...that's a big deal in a girls world. Oh yeah! I almost forgot, my mom and I had gone to KB toys and bought a Ouija board for the sleepover...excitingggggg =D
Yeah...we defiantly scared ourselves shitless that night.
Again, for those who have never seen the movie "The People Under The Stair" let me tell you...Its scurry. It's directed by Wes Craven (one of many horror movie legends) so u know its good...seriously, even when he makes a bad movie its still good.
So anyways, let me explain what the movie is about. Okay, there's this little kid named Poindexter, but everyone call him "Fool". Fool and his family are going to be evicted from their apartment by their landlords the"Robesons". So Fool decides that he is going to break into the Robesons' house and steal some gold coins. Long story short...he breaks in, finds cannibalistic inbreeds living under the stairs,makes a mute friend that lives in the walls named "Roach", and tries to help a girl named "Alice" escaped her creepy abusive parents (which are really brother and sister...yuck).
Interesting side note: A.J. Langer plays "Alice"...she was also on "My So-Called Life"...as Rayanne!!!! I know!!! It was super hard for me to watch her in anything else after "The People Under the Stairs"
Ewww no tongue....that's gross...
The mom or "Woman" played by Wendy Robie is a crazy bitch...
Oh and don't worry...when Fool blows up the house, it rains gold coins, so all the tenants get the money....yayyyy, horror movies with a happy ending!
You know, I think that movie was the turning point for me. I mean, I was hooked after seeing that movie. I realized right then and there that I liked scaring the crap out of myself.
My next blog will be on Asian horror movies. CANT WAIT! :D
But yayyyyy!!! Fall is just around the corner! :D
Things that I am looking forward are:
- coats/sweaters
- scarves
- candy
- pumpkins (in any form...but I prefer pie)
- the return of my favorite holiday edition Yankee Candles
- cooking the same delicious things I do every year
- horror movies on TV 24/7 (this actually starts to happen in the beginning of September, but the GOOD movies don't make an appearance till October)
But I only want to talk about one of the things on my list... HORROR MOVIES!
I was going to try and do this in one blog, but I realized that in order to properly share my enthusiasm on the subject of horror films, (and give them the respect they deserve) then I would have go all Jason Voorhees on this topic and cut it up into smaller pieces (HA! You like how I slide that joke in there? Skillz!)
Anyways, what better way to start than at the beginning.
Seeing your first horror movie is like your "first kiss"...you just don't forget that kind of stuff.
Even if you hated being scared and never watched another horror movie again, you ALWAYS remember your first.
My first was "Killer Clowns From Outer Space"
I know! Could you just die!? :D What a fantastic first time horror movie experience!
I'm a little fuzzy on the age, but I want to say I was about 8 or 9...I have always been terrible at remembering stuff like that.
For me, the most memorable part of the movie (and the part that gave me nightmares) was the cotton candy scenes.
For those who don't know what I'm talking about, let me explain. These killer clowns (well, they're actually aliens disguised as clowns...Oh, and their spaceship is a circus tent) use these ray guns that shoots out stuff that looks like cotton candy...and they hide bodies inside these pink cotton candy cocoons.
See...ewwww...its gross...
They also use other methods to kill people, such as killer shadow puppets, bloodhound-like balloon animals...you know...the usual.
Now in-between seeing the KCFOS movie, and the second horror film I am going to mention, I saw snippets of "Friday the 13th" and "Nightmare on Elm Street" on TV...my mom didn't really want me watching scary anything...but I saw just enough of both movies to intrigue me.
Okay, so the second horror film I ever saw, and the first one I ever owned was "The People Under The Stairs"
Ahhhhhh! =D
I remember like it was yesterday...sigh....
I was in the 4th grade and I was having a sleepover party for my bday. Another thing that made this night so memorable was that, as a birthday gift, my mom allowed me to shave my legs for the first time EVER...that's a big deal in a girls world. Oh yeah! I almost forgot, my mom and I had gone to KB toys and bought a Ouija board for the sleepover...excitingggggg =D
Yeah...we defiantly scared ourselves shitless that night.
Again, for those who have never seen the movie "The People Under The Stair" let me tell you...Its scurry. It's directed by Wes Craven (one of many horror movie legends) so u know its good...seriously, even when he makes a bad movie its still good.
So anyways, let me explain what the movie is about. Okay, there's this little kid named Poindexter, but everyone call him "Fool". Fool and his family are going to be evicted from their apartment by their landlords the"Robesons". So Fool decides that he is going to break into the Robesons' house and steal some gold coins. Long story short...he breaks in, finds cannibalistic inbreeds living under the stairs,makes a mute friend that lives in the walls named "Roach", and tries to help a girl named "Alice" escaped her creepy abusive parents (which are really brother and sister...yuck).
Interesting side note: A.J. Langer plays "Alice"...she was also on "My So-Called Life"...as Rayanne!!!! I know!!! It was super hard for me to watch her in anything else after "The People Under the Stairs"
Ewww no tongue....that's gross...
Oh and don't worry...when Fool blows up the house, it rains gold coins, so all the tenants get the money....yayyyy, horror movies with a happy ending!
You know, I think that movie was the turning point for me. I mean, I was hooked after seeing that movie. I realized right then and there that I liked scaring the crap out of myself.
My next blog will be on Asian horror movies. CANT WAIT! :D
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Oh yeahhhhh...I'm suppose to be designing a playroom...hmmmm, about that...
I have not done anything with this room since I painted some of the furniture pieces. To be fair, I have been planning an EPIC birthday party for my son...so I am allowed to slack here and there.
But I swear, next weekend is the weekend that things will get done!!!
This is all I have so far....
"Okay, no sale...I'll go back to writing on this thing."
Monday, September 5, 2011
The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills ( it's about to get serious up in here)
I am a self admitted reality TV junkie. Out of all of the reality TV shows I watch, the one I enjoy the most would have to be "The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills"
With the new season starting, I felt it necessary to discuss this season on my blog. I ALWAYS have something to say about the show, but no one to say it to. True, I started this blog to keep my family in Florida connected to Knox, but I've decided to add a small piece of myself in here.
Now, everyone who follows the show is aware that Russell Armstrong (Taylor Armstrong's husband) tragically killed himself before the new season aired. I know that there was a lot of talk about whether or not this season should even air in spite of what happened.
I understand that concern...it's a little off-putting, and even haunting, to realize that you are watching someones life unravel on TV. Some people might even feel a little guilty about the sudden morbid fascination they have to watch the show. I admit that I felt a little guilty for watching tonight's episode. It felt like I was one of those people that pull over to the side of the road, just so they can get a better look at a fatal car accident. But I think for most of us, the reason we want to watch this season so badly, is because we might be able to get some answers to our questions.
Why would someone take their life?
Did anyone see this coming?
Why would he want to do this to his family?
Where things really so bad that he felt the only way out was death?
What will happen to his kids when they find out about his choice to end his life?
Now, I am well aware that this is just a TV show...I mean, I don't personally know these people. I get it when someone questions my enthusiasm over the show. I mean, I've been asked a thousand times "Why do you care about happens to these people? You don't know them!"
I'm sure other fans have experienced the same type of judgment when they admit to watching the show.
I have come up with two answers to that question...either we are nosy and like the drama (which lets face it...that's entertainment), or we have these moments during the show, where we find ourselves relating to these people in some way. We have all fought with our brother or sister at some point...some of us have experienced divorce...we have all had someone, who we considered a friend, betray us in some way. (I think that I am a mix of both those answers)
Also. I think that there is a reason some things end up happening on TV.
Now, I am not an idiot...I am well aware that I don't know the details of what happened with Russell Armstrong, and I don't pretend to. However, I have experienced low points in life...along with depression. I believe that everyone has felt that wave of emptiness and disappointment. For some of those people, this feeling becomes consuming...and a lonely place to be.
That's why I'm glad Bravo decided not to cancel...I feel that this season might have a purpose.
I'm sure you're thinking that these are some very deep thoughts for a reality TV show.
I believe that Sometimes, another person chooses to do something in their life...and their actions wake something up inside of us...they make us stop for a second...and think.
I'm sure there may have been other reasons for Russell's choice to take his life, but I think it's safe to say that his financial situation played an big part in it. Even Kyle made a comment about how much pressure there is to keep up a certain wealthy appearance in Beverly Hills. I'm sure it's a little stronger in Beverly Hills, but I think right now, with the economy the way it is, that pressure is a reality for a lot of people.
So, I'm going to stop my ramblings and get to the point...
This is how tonight's episode made me feel...
Money...I hate talking about because I hate the way it makes people act...I hate the things it makes people do....I hate the way it changes who you are. I hate that we feel like it determines our self worth. I hate that it defines who we are. I hate that it has the power to make us happy when it's plentiful...and in the same breath, it can make us unhappy when it's gone. I hate that it determines if we are a successful person. I hate that money is considered an accomplishment. I hate that it is thought about 24/7. I hate that we plan our lives around it. I hate that it can worry a person to the point of choosing death...and take a father away from his kids.
I understand that money will always be a small worry in our lives...but that's what it should be...a "small" worry.
I do not want money to choose how I am going to feel when I wake up in the morning.
When I die, and my friends and family stand up to give a eulogy, they're not going to pass around my bank statements. They wont be adding up how much I spent on gifts over the years. They wont be talking about the square footage of my house, what kind of car I drove, or what my job was.
No, when I die, I want my friends and family to have an endless amount of stories to share. I want to be apart of every good memory they have...holidays, birthdays, anniversaries...I want to be apart of it all. I want to be successful in their eyes, because having me around, made their lives feel full.
With that said, I am going to make a promise to myself.
I promise to stay focused on whats important and to never miss a second of what life is really about.I promise I will work long hours, nights, weekends, and holidays to make sure my life is rich with happiness. I promise not to allow things (like money) to overwhelm me and prevent me from seeing things clearly. I promise that I will always remember that there is a difference between working hard, and working so hard you forget who you're working hard for. I promise to never allow something that is so insignificant (again, like money), to become more important to me than my own family. I promise I will not fail myself or my family when it comes to this...
With the new season starting, I felt it necessary to discuss this season on my blog. I ALWAYS have something to say about the show, but no one to say it to. True, I started this blog to keep my family in Florida connected to Knox, but I've decided to add a small piece of myself in here.
Now, everyone who follows the show is aware that Russell Armstrong (Taylor Armstrong's husband) tragically killed himself before the new season aired. I know that there was a lot of talk about whether or not this season should even air in spite of what happened.
I understand that concern...it's a little off-putting, and even haunting, to realize that you are watching someones life unravel on TV. Some people might even feel a little guilty about the sudden morbid fascination they have to watch the show. I admit that I felt a little guilty for watching tonight's episode. It felt like I was one of those people that pull over to the side of the road, just so they can get a better look at a fatal car accident. But I think for most of us, the reason we want to watch this season so badly, is because we might be able to get some answers to our questions.
Why would someone take their life?
Did anyone see this coming?
Why would he want to do this to his family?
Where things really so bad that he felt the only way out was death?
What will happen to his kids when they find out about his choice to end his life?
Now, I am well aware that this is just a TV show...I mean, I don't personally know these people. I get it when someone questions my enthusiasm over the show. I mean, I've been asked a thousand times "Why do you care about happens to these people? You don't know them!"
I'm sure other fans have experienced the same type of judgment when they admit to watching the show.
I have come up with two answers to that question...either we are nosy and like the drama (which lets face it...that's entertainment), or we have these moments during the show, where we find ourselves relating to these people in some way. We have all fought with our brother or sister at some point...some of us have experienced divorce...we have all had someone, who we considered a friend, betray us in some way. (I think that I am a mix of both those answers)
Also. I think that there is a reason some things end up happening on TV.
Now, I am not an idiot...I am well aware that I don't know the details of what happened with Russell Armstrong, and I don't pretend to. However, I have experienced low points in life...along with depression. I believe that everyone has felt that wave of emptiness and disappointment. For some of those people, this feeling becomes consuming...and a lonely place to be.
That's why I'm glad Bravo decided not to cancel...I feel that this season might have a purpose.
I'm sure you're thinking that these are some very deep thoughts for a reality TV show.
I believe that Sometimes, another person chooses to do something in their life...and their actions wake something up inside of us...they make us stop for a second...and think.
I'm sure there may have been other reasons for Russell's choice to take his life, but I think it's safe to say that his financial situation played an big part in it. Even Kyle made a comment about how much pressure there is to keep up a certain wealthy appearance in Beverly Hills. I'm sure it's a little stronger in Beverly Hills, but I think right now, with the economy the way it is, that pressure is a reality for a lot of people.
So, I'm going to stop my ramblings and get to the point...
This is how tonight's episode made me feel...
Money...I hate talking about because I hate the way it makes people act...I hate the things it makes people do....I hate the way it changes who you are. I hate that we feel like it determines our self worth. I hate that it defines who we are. I hate that it has the power to make us happy when it's plentiful...and in the same breath, it can make us unhappy when it's gone. I hate that it determines if we are a successful person. I hate that money is considered an accomplishment. I hate that it is thought about 24/7. I hate that we plan our lives around it. I hate that it can worry a person to the point of choosing death...and take a father away from his kids.
I understand that money will always be a small worry in our lives...but that's what it should be...a "small" worry.
I do not want money to choose how I am going to feel when I wake up in the morning.
When I die, and my friends and family stand up to give a eulogy, they're not going to pass around my bank statements. They wont be adding up how much I spent on gifts over the years. They wont be talking about the square footage of my house, what kind of car I drove, or what my job was.
No, when I die, I want my friends and family to have an endless amount of stories to share. I want to be apart of every good memory they have...holidays, birthdays, anniversaries...I want to be apart of it all. I want to be successful in their eyes, because having me around, made their lives feel full.
With that said, I am going to make a promise to myself.
I promise to stay focused on whats important and to never miss a second of what life is really about.I promise I will work long hours, nights, weekends, and holidays to make sure my life is rich with happiness. I promise not to allow things (like money) to overwhelm me and prevent me from seeing things clearly. I promise that I will always remember that there is a difference between working hard, and working so hard you forget who you're working hard for. I promise to never allow something that is so insignificant (again, like money), to become more important to me than my own family. I promise I will not fail myself or my family when it comes to this...
Labor Day Weekend ( Gold Rush Days)
So here it is!!! Sacramento's 12th annual Gold Rush Days!
Now when most people think of the state of California they think movies, rehab facilities, and people being famous for being famous. However, when I think of California I think of what I have either learned at school, or read in books. I think of the gold rush, cowboy adventures, and people moving there with the hopeful anticipation of better life. I think of people saying things like "Y'all" and "Young'uns" ...and visiting your local saloon everyday didn't make you a alcoholic, it was how you beat the heat.
I have to say that I am fascinated with the life of a pioneer. In fact, if you took away the short life expectancy, famine, and disease...I would have loved to have lived back in those days.
Since my family is still new to Sacramento, I thought it would be a great idea to take Knox to see all the festivities...and it was great! He saw his first horse, his first cowboy, his first Native American Dance, and his first gun fight! ( I enjoy a good gun fight when it is in a controlled environment)
I'm not use to living in a place where the community gets together to celebrate so many events. I think this has become one of my favorite things about the small city of Sacramento...the intimacy of the community.
Here are some photos from our day...
I wanted to put this picture first cause the school house is my favorite thing in Old Sacramento. I wish schools still looked like this. Seriously, if I were to ever open a daycare, I would make it look like an old fashion school house.
When we were walking into the festival a train was leaving...Knox was NOT interested...
Awwwwwwww...
Knox wasn't really impressed with the giant horse standing in front of him...
But as for this stuffed llama?...he was very impressive...
Ha! Paddy wagon....
Seriously, how cool is that guys outfit!?
Adorable puppet show for kids...
Now, you'll notice some arrows on my pictures. Well, this is what I like to call "That Should Not Be There" because if it weren't there, then I might believe I had gotten into my DeLorean and gone back to the 1800's
Two ladies just having themselves a little carriage chat...
How amazing is this ladies outfit!?
We saw a sweettttttt gun fight...
Water bottle, digital camera, and a fire extinguisher....
That one guys cowboy outfit was serious business. I was like "OMG! Is that Kurt Russel?!"
That was a "Tombstone" reference for all you peoples that have never seen that movie.
P.S. you suck...watch that movie.
Its a gambling tent
The back of the gambling tent
Then we went to go watch some Native American Dances...it was awesome!
I dressed for the occasion...
Ahhhhh! =D
A dance called "The Snake"...its kind of like follow the leader...
Now when most people think of the state of California they think movies, rehab facilities, and people being famous for being famous. However, when I think of California I think of what I have either learned at school, or read in books. I think of the gold rush, cowboy adventures, and people moving there with the hopeful anticipation of better life. I think of people saying things like "Y'all" and "Young'uns" ...and visiting your local saloon everyday didn't make you a alcoholic, it was how you beat the heat.
I have to say that I am fascinated with the life of a pioneer. In fact, if you took away the short life expectancy, famine, and disease...I would have loved to have lived back in those days.
Since my family is still new to Sacramento, I thought it would be a great idea to take Knox to see all the festivities...and it was great! He saw his first horse, his first cowboy, his first Native American Dance, and his first gun fight! ( I enjoy a good gun fight when it is in a controlled environment)
I'm not use to living in a place where the community gets together to celebrate so many events. I think this has become one of my favorite things about the small city of Sacramento...the intimacy of the community.
Here are some photos from our day...
We saw a sweettttttt gun fight...
That was a "Tombstone" reference for all you peoples that have never seen that movie.
P.S. you suck...watch that movie.
Then we went to go watch some Native American Dances...it was awesome!
Ahhhhh! =D
A dance called "The Snake"...its kind of like follow the leader...
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