Happy Father's Day Dad

Blog-a-rama!!!!

Okay, I have all of these blog entries that I have not published. Ranging from Hallmark moments to really random, I am just going to get them all out of my drafts page. So here you go....

Books this month

I really did want to get into "Goodreads" but I haven't gotten around to it yet.

So instead I think I will just do a monthly blog about what I am reading.

My favorite books for June:

Other mommies

"The great motherhood friendships are the ones in which two women can admit [how difficult mothering is] quietly to each other, over cups of tea at a table sticky with spilled apple juice and littered with markers without tops" Ann Quindlen


Today I am grateful for my friends.

Maybe just a hick at heart

I have tried really hard to develop an enjoyment of fine cheeses. I want to be a “cultured” (no pun intended) individual and since I don’t drink wine, cheese seems the natural choice for exploration. I was in the French Club in college and dutifully attended the annual cheese night, sampling the Bleu D Auvergne, Stilton, Baratte, Camembert de Normandie, Roquefort, Brie. At parties I nimble on the blue, the soft, the hard and the goat cheese that is customary. When I am at the gourmet market, I try something new every few weeks. However, I think I am finished. The other day I was tasting a new cheese and it tasted exactly like dirt. When I mentioned this to the “Maître Fromager” he gave me the loveliest condescending smile. “It is supposed to”. I looked at the cheese and thought “I don’t really want to eat dirt on my cracker.” – Sorry Rusty and Sara. I am sticking with Cheddar.
(Hey. At least it isn’t Velveeta)

Worst Kiss Ever

So I was watching some lame movie on TV and there was this kiss that really disturbed me. I'm all for a little passion, but this guy was devouring this woman. I think it was supposed to be sexy, but it was just gross. It was then that I remembered something that must have laid dormant in my mind for years.

New Years Eve - 1999. The party of the millennial. My friend Lisa and I decided to hit Seattle with some friends. What better place to celebrate the turn of the century than the Space Needle? Unfortunately, the "authorities" thought that terrorists may have the same idea, so the Space Needle and area around it was cleared. Never heard of the 2000 Seattle Terrorist attack? Neither did anyone else.

There were parties all around Seattle neighborhoods, people still wanting to see the fireworks. We found ourselves at one of these functions. All of my friends were there as couples. The guy I was dating was spending New Years with his family on the East Coast. I was resigned to be a 5th wheel.

As the countdown started we all counted and watched the Space Needle in anticipation. I was just about to yell "Happy New Years!" when I was attacked. Okay not literally, but it felt that way. This guy that I had been having a pleasant conversation with wrapped his arms around mine and started to kiss me. At least, I think he was trying to kiss me; I can't be sure. I think he may have been trying to eat me. His month was no where near my lips, they completely surrounded my mouth. I was trying to yell, but it would seem he was also sucking in my life force. I couldn't push away as my arms were pinned and he was quite a bit taller than me. Then, he started to use his teeth! A little tug on the bottom lip would have been one thing, but he was chewing my entire mouth! I started to feel my tears well up in a combination of anger and pain when he pulled away. Then he looked at me and gave me the sweetest smile.

"I'm Blake by the way".

I was shocked. He was nice. This guy wasn't trying to hurt me. This was the way he kissed!

"Happy New Year Blake. I think you disconnected my jaw."

He laughed out loud at that, and then gave me another smile. I knew that smile. He thought I must be impressed.

Luckily, I had the excuse of having a boyfriend when he asked if I wanted to "get out of there".

Tell me- Do people really kiss like this? On a regular basis? I'm not talking passionately, I am talking violently. Anyone else meet up with a scary vampire in disguise? Is this the most random blog ever?

P.S. Happy Ending. - Shane is a FANTASTIC kisser.

for today

Cleaning and scrubbing can wait for tomorrow,
For babies grown up, I've learned, to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust, go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
-Author Unknown

Flutter Photography

I was so excited when I heard that my friend Randi was starting her own photography business, Flutter Photography. I have been a fan of her work for years. The photos in this slide show are the ones I chose for a Father's Day album for Shane. (Don't tell. He knows not to look at this blog this week.) Which one should I frame at home? Which one for his office? Let me know your favs. P.S. I changed my settings so that anyone can comment. So you people who I know read this blog but never comment - now is your chance.

www.sheshopsalot.blogspot.com/- I can comfortably recommend this blog because I am not a shopaholic. Though I do like Hobby Lobby.....