Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The way it was

All of my family is in the New Orleans area. I don't have to tell you what that city has gone through lately. Now Gustav looks to be heading their way and the city is once again in an uproar.

Maw Maw called me yesterday. Some of my family members have already booked hotel rooms outside of the city and she was worried about where she would go. "Robin, we never used to run every time a storm was coming." she said. "We just got a lot of canned goods."

This is so true. I grew up in New Orleans and have seen my share of hurricanes. In the 25 years I lived there, we never left the city because of a storm. Katrina really did a number on the people in that city. In pre-Katrina days, instead of fear, we felt excitement. Schools were closed, grocery stores shelves quickly emptied. We stocked up on booze and food and above all, we had fun. Yes, fun.

As soon as the rain settled and the streets were nice and flooded is when the real party began. People would gather outside, some surveying their house for damage, some trading stories. Once the dust settled, everyone was outside PLAYING in the water. The kids would ride their bikes and float on rafts. At least one neighbor would pull out his pirouge, seizing the chance to finally use the little boat. Streets became giant public pools. The only warning our parents gave us was to stay away from the snakes. Good advice. Don't worry about the feces you're swimming in, just stay away from the snakes. Oh, and floating red anthills. It's truly amazing that not one of us sprouted a third eye.

Now I just feel sorry for the residents of New Orleans. All the excitement has been replaced by fear and as much as I'm rooting for them, I just don't think it will ever be the same. I think Fay claimed 12 lives in Florida last week. 1800 died in New Orleans alone when Katrina hit. It's really hard to fathom that sometimes.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

This picture cracks me up.

Lane seeing himself after finger painting for the first time.


And here is the beautiful art he created.

Friday, August 22, 2008

I really did it this time

Is my kid the only one who finds it necessary to take EVERY SINGLE toy he has out EVERY SINGLE day? He's at the point now that he doesn't even play with them. He pulls out a toy, examines it, throws it to the middle of the room, repeats. It's like he's taking inventory. From the hours of 8:30 am to 8:30 pm, my living room looks like I run a daycare. I'm talking kick toys out of the way to get out the front door mess. I'm pretty embarrassed by this and as a result, no one is ever invited over. When a package is delivered, I open the door a crack and quickly snatch the package in fear that the delivery person will see the disaster I'm living in. It's sad really.

The mess has now become dangerous. I'm not known for gracefulness but yesterday really took the cake. In my effort to save Lane from plummeting off a chair, head first, I dislocated my toe tripping over a damn toy. Today I'm limping around like an old man. If that wasn't my lesson in keeping things tidy around here, I don't know what is.

So tell me, perfect moms, how do you get your kid to pick up his mess?

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Score!

I'm on a bargain high. Today was Beautiful. Yep, with a capital B. I had no destination but had to get out so Lane and I just started walking. We came across a garage sale. Oh, the joy! I picked this up for $10.


A Kinderkram fire truck in perfect condition. It was thrown in with a bunch of junk toys and it almost leaped out of the pile when it saw me. It still had the $100 price tag on the bottom. The nice lady also threw in a potty time Elmo book and a Thomas the train toy. Good for Lane 'cause he ain't playing with this.

I also scavenged this from the trash room of our building.


It's the perfect size for my tiny apartment and I love the clean lines of the mid century modern look. Now if someone would just throw out a dining table I'd be set.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

I'm it!

Lucky me. I've been tagged by If It Isn't One Thing, It's Another! and windycityvegan. Just when I thought everyone forgot about little old Bitty Bird.

7 things about me, numbered, which is almost as good as bulleted:

1. I'm trying to get knocked up. I'm on month 3. While I'm generally a patient person, this is taking way to long.

2. I'm addicted to the babycenter message boards. As soon as I sit down at the computer I have to check them. I literally can't stop myself. Sometimes I wind up there without even remembering clicking on it. I told you, I'm truly an addict. I hate myself for this.

3. I won MVP of my 8th grade soft ball team. I'm the most athletically challenged person I know. That's how pathetic our team was.

4. I almost lost Lane is a labyrinth because I'm afraid of bees. He walked right through a mob of them and I froze. Before I knew it he took off and I was still there, frozen. I don't know where this fear comes from since I've never been stung by one.

5. I was in 6 car accidents in 6 years. None of them were my fault. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

6. I'm pretty sure I have psychic abilities. Sometimes I'll think of someone I haven't seen in years then I'll run into them the next day.

7. I auditioned to play Susan Sarandon as a teen in Dead Man Walking. I made it to the final 6 but didn't make the final cut. I got to meet her and Tim Robbins. He's tall.

Now the hard part. 7 bloggers I'm tagging:

1. Chickens and Hens

2. Tiffany

3. Winter Wonders

4. The Toby Show

5. Is This What You Do All Day?

6. Pillows vs. Pincushions - please start posting again. I miss you.

7. DemandaBanana - start a blog. I know you have some funny shit to say.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

You mean you've been gone this long and you come back to talk about chickens?

Hello, friends. It's been a while hasn't it? I wish I could come back after all this time with something exciting to say but nope, not much has happened lately. That would explain my absence. Nothing to write about.

Passport to DC aired but they only talked about the drinks at Hudson. Nothing about Ryan or his wonderful food. It is sure to bring some business through the doors though. It's also restaurant week and they are insanely busy so I am a single parent for the time being.

We went to the Montgomery County Fair this weekend. I love animals but was conflicted. I hate to see them in cages. Couldn't have affected me too much though since I ate a big ol' hamburger right after.

Did you know there are like a million types of chickens? If you're anything like me, you think of this when you think of a chicken.


Well, just look at all these chickens. I got quite obsessed and had to take pictures of them all . They're so pretty.









This guy was by far my favorite. He was posing for pictures.


I was also shocked by these KKK sheep. I'm sure there was a reason for the hoods and robes but I couldn't help but think farmers are being insensitive. I mean, do they have to be white?

Why couldn't they have more fashionable attire like this guy? He definitely was the best dressed one of the bunch with his mock turtle neck. He knew it too.