Happy Birthday, Baby

It’s Brandon’s birthday today, y’all! I LOVE YOU, B! If you’re on MySpace, find him through my friends list, and wish him a fantastic birthday. What is he getting for his birthday? Well, he’s buying one of them PDA cellphone a-magicky. And me saying yes to that is my gift to him. 🙂 As for party plan, there’s nil. Mr. Old Fart doesn’t want to party this year. Hahah! So I’m making a grand dinner tonight: Guy Fieri’s Bloody Mary Flank Steak meal completed with parmesan Tater Tots, and, this one’s for me, salad with blue cheese, grilled red onion,...
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Hoot!

1 a.m. and I’m not in bed. Wow. I’m all wired. Partly from 2/3 of a massive blue cheese and bacon burger and fries at Hennessey’s. Too full. Partly from a pint and a half of Bass (Brandon didn’t finish his). Too full-er…and a little buzzed. And why the celebration? I had my performance review. It was stella. And I got a raise. Yey....
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Saving the world

Don’t get us wrong. We like kids. As long as they go home to their parents at the end of the day. Brandon is turning 34 this year and he still can’t stand baby cries. I’m turning 30 (Eeeek!), and I start to feel the pull of the biological clock. Yeah, babies are suddenly cute. Like our niece Morgan Claire. But then, she cries. Yesterday I was at Target looking at cards, and I suddenly found myself surrounded by probably a 4 year old and a 2 year old boys and their mom. One was whining about something and the...
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Jukebox Kamekaze

We had quite an interesting Saturday night, so today Brandon and I spent doing and NOT doing things around the house. We had a nice afternoon nap and went for a walk and bunny chase down at Long Beach City College. (The college is full of “wild” bunnies.) Then, Brandon and I attacked boxes in the garage. We wouldn’t have done it if Brandon didn’t need to find his DragonQuest guide. Heh. The result, nonetheless, was very good. We cleared out a few more boxes and finally brought all the kitchen widgets and gadgets upstairs. Hooray for the return of...
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Adventures in commuting

Yesterday was the day from commuter’s hell. The Blue Line has been having problems since a car flew off the 91 and landed on the line. So, standing on the platform, I was informed the train would be coming at 30 minute interval instead of the usual 7. Fine. I still made it to work on time that day. Monday evening, a coworker used me for my body and we flew down the freeways in carpool lane all the way to Long Beach. And therefore I didn’t know the impending doom that awaited on the southbound Blue Line. Because of...
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