Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Is that YOU on the terlit there? What on Earth??
Tami W. asks...
My question to you: What was the most wonderful moment of your life?
Love the Q & A, I am learnin so much!I have a couple of questions....I always wanted to have a gay best friend like Karen has Jack to go shopping and stuff....so do you like to shop and if I asked if my butt looked big in a pair of pants would you tell me the truth? Just wondering..
TheVinyl Villager asks...
Do you and Giancarlo share clothes?
Pumpkin Delight asks...
Wait! What!?!?! Clothing optional? Palm Springs? A few years ago? I don't think I knew that. I'm shocked! (kind of)
Mormons aren't allowed to swim? Plus, I'm wondering what kind of underwear you were wearing that were not conducive to swimming? (referring to the question about swimming naked in a baptismal font)
Here's a question for ya handsome, do you use prepackaged water bottles or refillable water bottles? Thanks so much.
hahhhahahahhahaahhahaa. Dude. Hilarious. I have a question. How many of your labels say Organic on the front?
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
The former was an accident." (see comments)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
1. Put the logo on your blog.
3. Award some other blogs.
4. Add links to those blogs on yours.
5. Let the other bloggers know they received your award.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Picture this: She's sitting in her nice new pick-up truck at the train station, waiting for her husband's train. She has just picked up dinner.
Picture this: Two people approach the car next to her and BAM! A woman from the passenger's side of the car flings her door wide open and puts a deep ding into the door of the new truck. The woman doesn't notice that a tall, sweet, mild, next-top-model-beautiful elementary school teacher is sitting right there in the driver's seat. Until she rolls down her window.
Picture this: Nasty Door Dinging Lady gets angry at tall, sweet, mild, next-top-model-beautiful elementary school teacher, and blurts out, "Your truck is too BIG!"
Picture this: Tall, sweet, mild, next-top-model-beautiful elementary school teacher, who incidentally has had kind of a rough day, loses it.
"You blankety blank blank blank!!! You just blankin' dinged my blankin' truck! I blanking was blanking well inside the blanking lines, you blanking blank blanker! Do you have blank for brains or something? I'm calling the blanking cops you stinking blanking blank blank blank-hole!"
Picture this: Tall, sweet, mild, next-top-model-beautiful elementary school teacher pauses to wipe the froth and spittle from her lips and steering wheel.
Picture this: The husband of Nasty Door Dinging Lady quietly pulls his wife into the car and pulls the car away.
Picture this: Tall, sweet, mild, next-top-model-beautiful elementary school teacher's rage has subsided a bit. She calls the police to see if this can be reported as a hit-and-run. Apparently, it can't. But she can call her insurance company, give them the license plate number, and have it reported to their insurance.
Picture this: As a "by the way", tall, sweet, mild, next-top-model-beautiful elementary school teacher asks the cop on the phone if, by chance, she had thrown her pinto beans at the car as it drove away, would that be considered assault?
Picture this: "Uh, yes ma'am, throwing beans would be assault."
Monday, February 16, 2009
This is the best little video clip EVER.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
How is it possible that I have lived my life thus far and not really known about the glories and wonders of a garlic press? Of course, I always knew what a garlic press was, and I had seen people using them before, but I had never really experienced the joy of a garlic press until just a few weeks ago.
If my MIL is out of the country, which is about six months out of the year, I do most of the cooking in our family. I love cooking with garlic, and I love eating it. But I always prepared garlic the hard way---peel and chop, peel and chop, peel and chop. Why? I don't know--because nobody ever gave me a garlic press? Giancarlo's father, who is Italian, and his mother, who is Italian by marriage, never use a garlic press. They peel and chop, peel and chop. Are all Italians like this? Is using garlic press one of those things that Americans do that Italians look down their nose at, along with eating cold pasta salad, mac n' cheese, and cilantro?
Then along came Pumpkin Delight with her clever, observant, and thoughtful gift-giving ways. This last Christmas she gave me--you guessed it--a garlic press, among other things. And not just any old garlic press, this was a high end garlic press. I had mentioned to her earlier in the year that I didn't have a garlic press, and she couldn't believe it.
Well, not really knowing what I was missing, I didn't use my new gadget for a few weeks. Then, after Pietro and Elsa left for Mazatlan, I pulled it out of the drawer, took some garlic out of the fridge, placed a clove inside, and pressed. Yes, I pressed my garlic with my new garlic press. And then I came in my jeans.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Our love can be a whisper,
our love can be a touch,
Our love can get us through the days
That we don't like so much.
Our love can be "I'm sorry,"
Our love can be a smile,
Our love can even be
"I need to be alone a while."
Our love can be imperfect
Our love can be ideal
But most of all, our love can last
Because our love is real.
5)Who eats more sweets? Giancarlo does. For sure. I only eat sweets at night right before bed, and usually it is a little bit of dark chocolate.
10)Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? He does, because the clock is on the left side and I get up earlier. And I'd say we equally get up on the wrong side of the bed.
11)Who mows the lawn? The gardeners.
12)Who cooks dinner? I do, if Giancarlo's parents are in Mexico or Italy. If they are here, then his mom almost always cooks.
15)Who kissed who first? It was a very exciting tie. So we had to go for a tie breaker.
17)Who wears the pants? Well, sometimes Giancarlo likes to wear a dress. Kidding! Again, we both take charge in our own way. I often let him be the boss, but often he lets me. It depends on the situation.
When the day arrived for us to take our little Dieguito home, hospital policy required him to ride down to the car in a wheelchair. He couldn't exactly ride in the chair by himself, so I got to sit in it to hold him.
As we rode, Giancarlo, Amelia and I chuckled at the surprised looks we got from other hospital patrons, and I marveled at the maturity and selflessness on one young woman's behalf that put me in that wheelchair with that amazing new tiny person."
"We, the undersigned, share President Barack Obama's view that "for too long, issues of LGBT rights have been exploited by those seeking to divide us. It's time to move beyond polarization and live up to our founding promise of equality by treating all our citizens with dignity and respect."
Yet, on December 19, 2008, Ken Starr and the Prop 8 Legal Defense Fund filed legal briefs defending the constitutionality of Prop 8 and seeking to nullify the marriages of 18,000 devoted same-sex couples solemnized before Prop 8 passed.
The Supreme Court will hear oral arguments in this case on March 5, with a decision expected within 90 days. We, the undersigned, ask that the Court enforce the equality promised to each of us by our constitution and invalidate Prop 8. So doing will protect all loving, committed couples in California -– including the 18,000 who said "I do" last year –- and prevent the initiative process from being a tool for stripping vulnerable minorities of precious constitutional rights.
As Americans who believe in the rule of law and fundamental civil rights, we know that Ken Starr and the Prop 8 Legal Defense Fund's shameful attempt to nullify equal protection and all these bonded unions will be condemned in the eyes of history. We know that, ultimately, love will prevail, no matter how hard they try to fight it."
Wednesday, February 11, 2009