So...Claire is a victim of child marketing. Today while watching her morning cartoons on Nick Jr, there was a commercial for The Fresh Beat Band in concert. Now I think I have made it pretty clear I LOATHE this show. But Claire thinks it's the business. Eh...her demographic I suppose. And one dude has wobbly legs. Which makes him almost their generations Lucille Ball. I said ALMOST.
So Claire says to me:
"MOM! The Fresh Beat Band is in concert here!!! You just have to check their website and then you can see them ON A STAGE MOM A REAL STAGE!!! THE FRESH BEAT BAND MOM!!!!"
You hear the urgency and excitement?
So, I'm a good mom. I really am. And when my kids are THAT excited about something, the least I can do is check it out. So I google Fresh Beat Band in concert.
Thanks Google. The link to the theater in my city just pops right up. Creepy. Like Nick Jr. is IN my living room and knows. They just know. *shiver*
Like a zombie with no brain of my own, I click the link to see dates and ticket prices. Now...I really have no intention of purchasing tickets. Because the LAST thing I want to do is spend several hours in a small concert venue listening to millions of toddlers and kids Claire's age singing with these "teenagers". Who are really adults. Adults who have been dressed in "teen" outfits from the 1950's and are so coked up they are LITERALLY bouncing off the stage and walls.
But I check nonetheless. Cause I'm good that way.
And HOLY BALLS!!! The show is THIS Thursday. And tickets for the SECOND balcony are 125 dollars. Yep you read that right. 125 FUCKING DOLLARS PER TICKET!
Now to me this is just gross. I.....mean......GROSS! The pit tickets are 226 dollars per ticket. Laughable right? Do the kids leave with gold plated somethings?
Suffice it to say we are NOT going to see them. I lied to Claire and told her:
"They were already here and we should be mad at Nickelodeon for putting that commercial on our tv when they were already here. Don't they know how many kids in MN want to see them and that it's so mean to make the mommy's and daddy's look bad when it's really THEIR fault?"
She bought it hook line and sinker. Then agreed with me that it WAS an injustice. Then changed the channel to PBS. I figure I have about another year before she goes to the computer on her own and looks that shit up. Then I'm just screwed.
*Addendum. On "concert day" Thursday, Claire had a little friend over for a playdate. And little friend was in fact going to see the Fresh Beat Band in concert later that day. Busted. *sigh*
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
March already?
Well February just came and went. Wowza. I noticed I haven't posted in almost a month. That's unusual for me as I often have things to talk about. Ask anyone. I talk like crazy.
But February has been a tough month. The weather has been stellar. Although I want to have some snow. I heard a rumor we were supposed to get 12 inches tomorrow to Wednesday. We shall see.
My dad had his surgery to remove the colon cancer. It was seemingly a success. Although the surgery itself lasted 3 times what it should have due to "complications". Whatever those are. I imagine the surgeon just wanted a cocktail break. I would if I was elbow deep in someone's shit.
But recovery went NOT as planned. My dad ended up staying in the hospital for a full 2 weeks. He developed infections. Which I hear is what happens in hospitals. They say that one of the infections he had "spreads like wildfire in hospitals." I say WHAT THE FUCK! You're in the hospital to heal, not develop ebola. But whatever. He's home now and doing well.
My mom had a rough time with the surgery and the subsequent recovery time. Thankfully she was able to pull her shit together to and deal. But that didn't come until he was home. Safe and sound.
I haven't had much occasion to take photos of the kidlets either. I'm a bad mom now. I barely take snaps of them here and there with my iPhone. And those go straight to facebook. Next time you see a photo of them, it will be their highschool graduation. Or prison mug shot.
Coming up soon we have our Korea reunion. 7 years celebration. Holy crap. I love it. Maybe I'll have photos to share then. It will be tons of Koreans.
But I just have given up on posting any of the photos from Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's Eve, or anything else since the last time I took my camera out of it's case.
Dinner was highly entertaining tonight. We had pasta with italian sausage and kale. Claire did not care for the kale. Miles, he looked like I was slowly poisoning him from his mouth to his toes. He spit it out and shook his head. And then said to me, "uh uh". Resolution had set itself in. Miles was/is never going to eat kale. Oh well. I keep trying.
I went to Ryan and my old roommates wedding this winter. Here's a photo of me, Claire, BFF and Goddaughter. We did the bathroom photo. Claire looks smooshed.
And we have Claire's writers workshop from Kindergarten this past month. It says, "My brother screams like a girl." Can you feel the love?
Happy Leap Year!!!!
PS BFF I look taller than you. FINALLY!
But February has been a tough month. The weather has been stellar. Although I want to have some snow. I heard a rumor we were supposed to get 12 inches tomorrow to Wednesday. We shall see.
My dad had his surgery to remove the colon cancer. It was seemingly a success. Although the surgery itself lasted 3 times what it should have due to "complications". Whatever those are. I imagine the surgeon just wanted a cocktail break. I would if I was elbow deep in someone's shit.
But recovery went NOT as planned. My dad ended up staying in the hospital for a full 2 weeks. He developed infections. Which I hear is what happens in hospitals. They say that one of the infections he had "spreads like wildfire in hospitals." I say WHAT THE FUCK! You're in the hospital to heal, not develop ebola. But whatever. He's home now and doing well.
My mom had a rough time with the surgery and the subsequent recovery time. Thankfully she was able to pull her shit together to and deal. But that didn't come until he was home. Safe and sound.
I haven't had much occasion to take photos of the kidlets either. I'm a bad mom now. I barely take snaps of them here and there with my iPhone. And those go straight to facebook. Next time you see a photo of them, it will be their highschool graduation. Or prison mug shot.
Coming up soon we have our Korea reunion. 7 years celebration. Holy crap. I love it. Maybe I'll have photos to share then. It will be tons of Koreans.
But I just have given up on posting any of the photos from Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's Eve, or anything else since the last time I took my camera out of it's case.
Dinner was highly entertaining tonight. We had pasta with italian sausage and kale. Claire did not care for the kale. Miles, he looked like I was slowly poisoning him from his mouth to his toes. He spit it out and shook his head. And then said to me, "uh uh". Resolution had set itself in. Miles was/is never going to eat kale. Oh well. I keep trying.
I went to Ryan and my old roommates wedding this winter. Here's a photo of me, Claire, BFF and Goddaughter. We did the bathroom photo. Claire looks smooshed.
And we have Claire's writers workshop from Kindergarten this past month. It says, "My brother screams like a girl." Can you feel the love?
Happy Leap Year!!!!
PS BFF I look taller than you. FINALLY!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Bag o' Crap Thursday
Welcome to the first ever edition of bag o' crap. It's basically a bunch of random things going on. I've been busy.
~My dad was diagnosed with colon cancer. He had surgery to remove an enormous tumor and is currently in the hospital recuperating from the surgery. All I know is, I'm damn thankful I'm in therapy for this one. You'd swear my mother had never had a crisis in her life, or that she's never had to deal with one. Once again, I'm in charge. Well..me and my sister Cindi. Because Cindi lives 4 miles from them and I live about 30. Ha ha ha Cindi.
~I was thinking about my sweet dog Tucker today. He was a buff colored cocker spaniel who was the sweetest thing ever. Unless he didn't know you. Then he would bait you into petting him, so he could bite the shit out of your hand. Ask Ryan. When Ryan and I were just friends, I had a party at my house. I told everyone, "DON'T PET THE DOG! NO MATTER HOW CUTE HE IS." But my sweet Tucker would sit next to your leg, rest his head on your lap and then when you think, "Awww..he's harmless. SJT is crazy. I'm just going to pet this sweet dog." That's when he strikes. Bites you and usually will draw blood. Ryan came up to me, blood dripping from his hand and said, "I pet the dog."
I miss that dog. He was 14 years old when he died. Two things that made him amazing. 1: He would watch mice. I lived in a house with 6 guys and about 2000 mice. And my dog would just watch them WALK not scurry. WALK by him. And then he'd sniff their butts. Weird. Right? 2: If you were an Asian woman, who he'd never met, he would not bite you like everyone else. He loved himself the Asian female.
~My family has been dealing with a nasty cold for the past month. We seem to be passing it around to each other. Claire has the brunt of it. After 4 weeks of her being sick, I finally broke down and brought her to the doctor. She has another sinus infection. Her pediatrician told me it's common for Asian's to get sinus infections. We are a lucky race.
~I've been having random aches and pains lately. Some in my guts, and I attribute that to bad liver and digestive system. But I always go worst case scenario in my head. Unfortunately that's not where it always stays. I often will tell Ryan, "I'm dying! Something is wrong with me!" To which he'll roll his eyes and tell me I'm not dying. Or he'll just pat me and say, "I'm sorry sweetie." He's so sympathetic this one.
~ My doctors at the Mayo clinic have started me on a new homeopathic medication for my digestive system. Let me just tell you, IT'S FUCKING AMAZING! It's called Iberogast. It's been my savior. I no longer have nausea 6 out of 7 days a week, and the heartburn....in control. Sadly I can only get it though Amazon or the Iberogast website. I called every pharmacy in the Twin Cities. I mean every and they all said there was NO WAY they could get it. So thank you Amazon Prime. I love you too.
~We have had no winter this year at all. It's actually 40 degrees today. February 2nd. I say what the hell? I love snow. I love winter, and I'm getting jipped. Whoa is me.
~And that's about it. Not too much else going on. I do have Christmas and New Year's Eve photos and stories, but as you can see...things have been keeping me kinda busy. I'll get them up sometime. Maybe in the Spring.
~My dad was diagnosed with colon cancer. He had surgery to remove an enormous tumor and is currently in the hospital recuperating from the surgery. All I know is, I'm damn thankful I'm in therapy for this one. You'd swear my mother had never had a crisis in her life, or that she's never had to deal with one. Once again, I'm in charge. Well..me and my sister Cindi. Because Cindi lives 4 miles from them and I live about 30. Ha ha ha Cindi.
~I was thinking about my sweet dog Tucker today. He was a buff colored cocker spaniel who was the sweetest thing ever. Unless he didn't know you. Then he would bait you into petting him, so he could bite the shit out of your hand. Ask Ryan. When Ryan and I were just friends, I had a party at my house. I told everyone, "DON'T PET THE DOG! NO MATTER HOW CUTE HE IS." But my sweet Tucker would sit next to your leg, rest his head on your lap and then when you think, "Awww..he's harmless. SJT is crazy. I'm just going to pet this sweet dog." That's when he strikes. Bites you and usually will draw blood. Ryan came up to me, blood dripping from his hand and said, "I pet the dog."
I miss that dog. He was 14 years old when he died. Two things that made him amazing. 1: He would watch mice. I lived in a house with 6 guys and about 2000 mice. And my dog would just watch them WALK not scurry. WALK by him. And then he'd sniff their butts. Weird. Right? 2: If you were an Asian woman, who he'd never met, he would not bite you like everyone else. He loved himself the Asian female.
~My family has been dealing with a nasty cold for the past month. We seem to be passing it around to each other. Claire has the brunt of it. After 4 weeks of her being sick, I finally broke down and brought her to the doctor. She has another sinus infection. Her pediatrician told me it's common for Asian's to get sinus infections. We are a lucky race.
~I've been having random aches and pains lately. Some in my guts, and I attribute that to bad liver and digestive system. But I always go worst case scenario in my head. Unfortunately that's not where it always stays. I often will tell Ryan, "I'm dying! Something is wrong with me!" To which he'll roll his eyes and tell me I'm not dying. Or he'll just pat me and say, "I'm sorry sweetie." He's so sympathetic this one.
~ My doctors at the Mayo clinic have started me on a new homeopathic medication for my digestive system. Let me just tell you, IT'S FUCKING AMAZING! It's called Iberogast. It's been my savior. I no longer have nausea 6 out of 7 days a week, and the heartburn....in control. Sadly I can only get it though Amazon or the Iberogast website. I called every pharmacy in the Twin Cities. I mean every and they all said there was NO WAY they could get it. So thank you Amazon Prime. I love you too.
~We have had no winter this year at all. It's actually 40 degrees today. February 2nd. I say what the hell? I love snow. I love winter, and I'm getting jipped. Whoa is me.
~And that's about it. Not too much else going on. I do have Christmas and New Year's Eve photos and stories, but as you can see...things have been keeping me kinda busy. I'll get them up sometime. Maybe in the Spring.
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